Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian's eyes that were looking at him. There was a tenderness in those eyes that he couldn't understand, but at this moment, it hit his heart without warning.
He walked slowly forward uncompromisingly, until he reached in front of her, and asked in a very light voice, "My lord, your body?"
Feng Aotian smiled and said, "It's fine, it's just that I lost some blood."
After Mu Hanjin listened, his hanging heart relaxed a little. The hand that was clenched slightly was suddenly held by Feng Aotian's cold hand. The moment he folded his fingers and clasped his hands, he couldn't help shaking a little.
Ye Meixi stood aside, pouted and hummed in dissatisfaction, and quickly stroked her shoulder, "Master, you are injured now, but you need to rest."
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and stared at Ye Meixi, with a wicked charm on the corner of his mouth, "Don't rest, don't think you can escape like this."
Ye Meixi's heart trembled, she lowered her head quickly, and answered obediently, "Slave... I understand."
"It's good to understand, go back and rest, I'm a little tired." Feng Aotian said, then got up, took Mu Hanjin's hand and left Qinghui Pavilion.
Ye Meixi stared at the back of Feng Aotian's departure, turned her eyes, and looked at Leng Qianye lying on the bed, her beautiful eyes flowed, and she lifted her steps. Instead of being pretentious in front of Feng Aotian, she looked beautiful and enchanting. With the appearance of your son, with one hand behind his back and the other in front of him, he left Qinghui Pavilion and walked towards Yihuan Pavilion.
Qinghui Pavilion and Yihuan Pavilion are only separated by two corridors. In a short while, he returned to the pavilion, and the little eunuch who specially served Ye Meixi rejoiced. Seeing that his master had finally returned, he rushed forward to greet him , "Master, you are finally back."
"Well, this palace is exhausted, no one is allowed to disturb this palace." Ye Meixi said lazily, then went back to her room, took off her clothes, and lay on the bed with only a middle coat on. On, recalling everything that happened just now, he hid for a year, he did not hesitate to devote himself to it, but was still discovered by his mother, today they failed, and in the future, I am afraid... It seems that it is time for him to leave.
Thinking of this, he felt a little annoyed, and he thought of the various scenes Feng Aotian had treated him in the past two days. He scooped up the jinpa beside him and covered his face, and the corner of his mouth curved into a bright and enchanting smile. Is to leave, where can we go? What's more, his martial arts were completely useless, and he had no place to hide. He raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and let out a faint sigh. In the world, where is his hiding place
After Feng Aotian left, Leng Qianye fell into a deep sleep, but she had a dream of spring all night, and all that came to her mind were the images of her feeding blood and him...
Feng Aotian held Mu Hanjin's hand, and did not perform light work, but walked back to the bedroom as if strolling leisurely. On the way, the two were silent, and Mu Hanjin didn't know what to say. At this time, he There are more than ten thousand sorrows in his heart. The vision that happened in the early morning today made him dizzy, and when the assassination happened later, he was even more frightened. If it was changed to the past, he would definitely ignore it, but now... His heart was full of hesitation.
Feng Aotian is reluctant to say more, because now her internal strength is damaged, coupled with excessive blood loss, she is indeed a little weak, but if she falls down like this, then how many pairs of eyes are staring at her in this palace, etc. At the moment when she fell, how could she show weakness and let the countless pairs of black hands behind her succeed.
When he arrived at the palace, Eunuch Feng was already waiting at the entrance of the palace, how could he rest assuredly, where did the ghostly man in black with profound martial arts come from? Moreover, his purpose was Mu Hanjin, not the master. What kind of conspiracy was involved, he couldn't understand it. In addition, the master was now weak, so he couldn't care less about it in case someone took advantage of it.
Feng Aotian saw Eunuch Feng greet her anxiously from a distance, and her heart warmed. In this place where people's hearts are sinister and she wants to die at any time, only Eunuch Feng is loyal to her.
"My lord, are you alright?" Eunuch Feng hurriedly stepped forward and asked in a shrill voice. He glanced sideways at Mu Hanjin, a coldness flashed in his shrewd eyes, and no one would want to hurt the lord.
Of course, Mu Hanjin saw Eunuch Feng's hostility. Thinking of Shicai's situation, he was also puzzled. Why did the ghosts just want to kill him at this moment
Feng Aotian reluctantly pulled out a faint smile and said softly, "This king is fine, just rest for a while."
"As long as the lord is safe, the servants will be relieved." Eunuch Feng felt relieved when he saw Feng Aotian's expression as usual.
Feng Aotian said no more, and took Mu Hanjin into the bedroom, raised his eyes and looked at him, "Can I review today's memorial?"
"I haven't reviewed it yet." Mu Hanjin then remembered his responsibilities, and hurriedly answered with his head down.
"Well, let's do something." Feng Aotian replied lightly, then let go of his hand and went back to the inner hall.
Mu Hanjin replied warmly, "Yes."
He raised his eyes and watched her figure not entering the inner hall. He pondered for a moment, turned around, and entered the study. He stared at the memorial on the table for a long time.
Feng Ao Tian walked to the inner hall, knocked on the wall regularly, and saw the wall beside her moving slowly, she entered the secret room directly, this is the place for her daily practice. It was the thousand-year-old ice bed, she slowly sat on the ice bed, held her breath, and began to exercise to heal her injuries.
In the palace, Feng Yinqi sat on the desk without any other thoughts, but just sat blankly, with a tender face full of sorrow.
The chief eunuch Defu stood aside with sharp-eyed eyes and did not dare to make a sound. Ever since the emperor came back from the regent's mansion yesterday, he has become unwilling to leave. If this goes on, what can be done
In the Queen Mother's palace, Xing Zhiyan fiddled with the strings, and a man in black knelt beside him, reporting in a low voice, "The Queen Mother, the assassination failed last night, and all the people involved have been dealt with."
"Well, did it slip through the net?" Xing Zhiyan carried it in a graceful and luxurious manner, but there was a hint of the charm of a daughter's family, and a faint sadness condensed between her brows.
"Don't worry, the Queen Mother, the Office of the Minister of Officials has now been submerged in a sea of fire." The man in black continued.
"Very good, send someone to keep an eye on Lan Jingshu, and leave the matter of Lianghuai to Peony." Xing Zhiyan flicked her hands, seemingly casual, but her eyes were cruel.
"The Empress Dowager, just now the regent's palace encountered an assassin. According to the report of the spies, General Leng was seriously injured."
"Bang!" With a sound, the strings of the piano were broken, Xing Zhiyan ignored the blood dripping from her fingertips, raised her eyes, and stared coldly at the man in black in front of her.
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