The night is quiet, the moon is bright and the wind is clear, but what is endless is his endless indifference, the elegant back, but there are thousands of melancholy.
Leng Qianye stared at Mu Hanjin's elegant figure, but felt that there seemed to be a heavy shackle on his body, which completely imprisoned him, and the whole body was covered with dark clouds. Layer-wrapped black fog.
He couldn't help thinking, what was it that made him have such a lonely back, peerless and independent indifference, no one could see through this indifference.
Mu Hanjin turned his eyes, met Leng Qianye's doubts, and smiled lightly, "Brother Leng, the world will change a lot soon, I hope you can think about how you should go."
Leng Qianye wanted to say something, but he hesitated. He still has a way to go in the future? Now, after being trapped in the Prince Regent's mansion for two years, he has nowhere to go, and he cannot move an inch. Even if he is full of ambitions, he is nothing but vain.
Mu Hanjin said lightly, "Your Highness is unpredictable. Earth-shaking changes have taken place outside these few days. After Brother Leng recovers from his injuries, he can go out for a walk."
Leng Qianye was silent and turned around indifferently, "Maybe."
Mu Hanjin saw that his will was firm and he didn't say much more. He is now a free body, but even if his body is free, what about his heart
Feng Aotian stood outside the palace, looking at the moonlight tonight, which was much cooler than before, she couldn't help but sigh, how long has it been since she had enjoyed this watery moonlight
"Meixi, see the lord." Ye Meixi has recovered very well these days, and her complexion is even more radiant than before. The whole person is like a new look. In front of Feng Aotian, it is not like before. Flattering and flattering, the appearance is still the same, glamorous and enchanting, but there is a natural and luxurious air, not as weak as before, but a bit more tough and determined that a man should have.
Feng Aotian looked at him, thinking in his heart, this is what he should look like, she knows that one day, he will still leave, some things, especially the things carved into the bones, can never be forgotten And easily forgotten, let alone, that place needs him.
"Get up." Feng Aotian said lightly.
Ye Meixi stepped forward, and instead of falling into her arms as delicately as before, he opened his arms and took her into his arms. He felt that this position was more comfortable now.
Feng Aotian leaned against his arms, she was indeed a little tired these days, so the two embraced each other like this, looking up, admiring the moonlight.
Feng Yinqi felt that he was left out. Uncle Wang only had his beauty in his heart. He leaned against the door, sighed countless times, and said sourly, "Alas, Uncle Wang, my nephew also needs someone to hug him."
Feng Aotian left Ye Meixi's arms, looked at him, "Go to sleep."
"Uncle Wang is not around, nephew can't sleep." Feng Yinqi pouted and looked at her pitifully.
Feng Aotian looked at Feng Yinqi like this, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. At this time, there are still people who are not afraid of her lewd power. I am afraid that there are only these two people who are with her.
"Come here." She said coldly.
Listening to Feng Yinqi, she quickly stepped out of the bedroom, flew to Feng Aotian, and fell into her arms, "Uncle Wang, since the night is so long, and there is no sleepiness, how about drinking with the moon?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and stared at him, "Even if you drink it, it's not your share."
"Why?" Feng Yinqi raised her eyes and stared at her.
"What kind of wine does your child drink?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Ye Meixi, "A few drinks with Master."
"Yes." Ye Meixi nodded. After getting along these days, he realized that she was actually more vulnerable than anyone else.
Feng Yinqi tugged at her sleeve, "Uncle Wang, you are partial. The first time my nephew drank was taught by Uncle Wang."
"Really?" Feng Aotian directly avoided this topic, yes, it was the first time he drank when he was about five years old.
"So, my nephew wants too." Feng Yinqi nodded quickly, looking expectant.
Feng Aotian thought about such an elegant night, so he didn't want to spoil his mood, so he said, "It's rare that you are in a good mood tonight, so it's ready."
"Uncle Wang is the best." Feng Yinqi hugged Feng Aotian's arm and smiled brightly.
After a while, wine and food were placed outside the palace, Ye Meixi raised a glass, "Meixi toast to the Lord."
"Okay." Feng Aotian raised his glass happily, and the two drank it.
Feng Yinqi immediately raised his glass, "My nephew also toasts Uncle Wang."
"Okay." Feng Aotian also responded, and then raised his glass to drink.
After a few glasses of wine, Feng Aotian became interested. She still remembered that in her previous life, she seldom drank alcohol, because she had to maintain a high degree of vigilance at all times. Therefore, she never knew what wine tasted like. Raising the glass, turning the glass, looking at the lustrous liquid inside, raised his head and drank, "It's really wonderful."
Ye Meixi filled Feng Aotian with wine, her phoenix eyes were blurred, her red lips were slightly hooked, her face was like a peach blossom, and she inadvertently showed a charming look.
"Keiren, sing a little song for the lord." Feng Aotian smiled softly and looked at him.
"What do you want to hear?" Ye Meixi put down the wine glass, quickly recovered, and smiled charmingly.
"Your favorite." Feng Aotian raised his glass and pointed at him, "You can hear it, your singing and dancing are popular there, and everyone opens their mouths and composes a song."
Ye Meixi curled her lips into a smile, showing all kinds of amorous feelings. She picked up the jade chopsticks in one hand, tapped the wine glass, raised her eyes, looked at the night sky of Yueyingxingene, hummed softly, her voice was not as coquettish and low as before. Soft, but with a youthful and frivolous clarity, with a touch of magnetism.
Long way to go, don't ask, where to go
The long sword accompanies the white clothes,
The ignorant young man does not know sorrow and love.
The wind blows the river and the water is cold, the rain ripples in the heart,
A arrogant smile, a red face.
Tomorrow and evening...
Drunk dream life is a play,
After the pain is over, it is hard to find out.
My love is so great, only Fei Hua Mengying is left.
Looking back, Yiren is still standing.
See all the ups and downs, drink memories alone.
Several lifetimes waited in reincarnation, and the dream passed away.
The mundane dust hides the fairy spirits,
If you don't look back, why should you swear,
Shaohua is easy to pass away, and loneliness accompanies me.
A smile when we meet, a word from a confidant,
life and death,
Don't ask how much is parting.
After being drunk, it is hard to find out.
My love is so great, only flying flowers and dreams are left
Looking back, Yiren is still standing.
See all the ups and downs, drink memories alone.
After being drunk, it is hard to find out.
My love is so great, only Fei Hua Mengying is left.
Looking back, Shushan is still standing.
See all the ups and downs, drink the memories alone...
See all the ups and downs, drink the memories alone...
At the end of the song, Feng Aotian stared at the loneliness, sadness, and sorrow that flashed in his eyes, she asked in a low voice, "What's the name of this song?"
"Youth love." Ye Meixi restrained her emotions and looked at her. For some reason, she suddenly remembered this song.
Feng Yinqi drank cup after cup by himself. He had a very poor alcohol intake and was already drunk. He lay on the table, burping his wine while falling asleep.
Feng Aotian was silent for a long time, then raised a smile and said, "What a young man." Then, he filled the wine and raised his glass, "Drink it."
"Okay." Ye Meixi smiled charmingly and raised her glass to drink with her.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at Eunuch Feng beside him, "Go and get a pipa for you."
"Yes." Eunuch Feng responded quickly, and ordered someone to go and give instructions.
For a moment, Eunuch Feng presented the pipa to Feng Aotian, she still hugged the pipa half-covered, slender fingers caressed the strings, everything was silent, and the deep music sounded slowly, with a touch of inescapable melancholy. , she looked sideways, looking at the moonlight, this was the first time she played this tune, just because, in the dead of night, she always looked at his back and listened to him playing this voice over and over, until later, She naturally remembered this song in her mind, like a mark, lingering.
Ye Meixi had never seen Feng Aotian on such a sad side. Listening to the sad tune, her eyes that used to be resolute were filled with indescribable melancholy at this moment, as if she was missing something... She closed her eyes slightly. ... His eyes are dim, who is she thinking about at this moment? Who are you thinking about
A low-pitched tune floated over the silent regent's mansion. Mu Hanjin was looking at the moon from the window, and such a sad tone echoed in his ears. He tapped his toes and stood on the eaves. The person who embraced the pipa flicking, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, he stood with his hands behind his back, and the fingers in his sleeve robes were slightly curled up, standing silently like a sculpture.
At the end of the song, but I don't know how many young people in this mansion are reminded of sadness, Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at Ye Meixi's thoughtful appearance, and put the pipa in one place, "Master is also arty today. , hurt the spring and sad the autumn once."
"Master, what's the name of this song?" Ye Meixi asked softly with her delicate red lips slightly raised.
"Love curse." Feng Aotian raised his glass and drank it, "It's getting late, let's go."
"Okay." Ye Meixi smiled and then got up.
"Uncle Wang... Uncle Wang... Don't leave your nephew..." Feng Yinqi suddenly got up, widened his eyes, stared at Feng Aotian, and shouted loudly.
Feng Aotian saw that Feng Yinqi was already drunk and unconscious, stretched out his hand, took him into his arms, turned around, and entered the bedroom.
Ye Meixi followed closely and entered the bedroom together.
The next day, Feng Aotian stood up with his aching forehead, and saw that Feng Yinqi was still asleep, and it seemed that he would not be awake for a while, so he got out of the bed, Ye Meixi was already dressed properly, turned around and hooked up. Lips smile.
Feng Aotian also stepped out of the inner hall after dressing up, Ye Meixi had already prepared breakfast, the two smiled at each other and sat down to eat together.
Mu Hanjin didn't sleep all night, so he waited outside the bedroom early in the morning, standing still with his head bowed.
Feng Aotian looked at his still thin figure, and said coldly, "Don't come in yet."
Mu Hanjin walked in slowly, and saluted respectfully, "I see you as a gentleman."
"Sit down." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Even if it's different, you still have to pay attention to your body."
Mu Hanjin immediately sat to one side, watching Feng Aotian hand the soup to him as usual, he said warmly, "Yes."
Ye Meixi sat on the side and prepared vegetables for Feng Aotian, "Master, when will you be back today?"
"Your body is almost recovered, the day after tomorrow, go out with your master." Feng Aotian naturally put the vegetables in his bowl and said.
"Okay, everything is according to the master's will." Ye Meixi curled her lips into a smile and looked at Feng Aotian with a bright smile.
Mu Hanjin put down the bowl, raised his eyes, looked at her, went out? where to go
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "The matter of the court will be handed over to you. If there is a major event, report it to this king immediately. This king thinks that the power behind you that has been hidden for so long has spread all over this continent, and quickly Paying back is easy."
"Yes." Mu Hanjin lowered his eyes and replied lightly.
Feng Aotian finished his breakfast, rinsed his mouth, washed his hands, and then got up. Ye Meixi followed her, took the initiative to step forward, hooked her neck, put a light kiss on the corner of her lips, and turned back to The original charming appearance, "Mei Xi waits for the master to return to the mansion."
"Okay." Feng Aotian also smiled at him, leaned slightly, dropped another kiss, turned around, walked over to Mu Hanjin's side, and walked out.
Mu Hanjin still followed her indifferently, but she didn't take his hand and leave. He lowered his head, his fingers felt even colder, he raised his eyes and looked at her indifferent back, silent.
The two sat in the imperial chariot, Feng Aotian closed his eyes and rested. When he passed the street in the early morning, it was not as quiet as before. Some people started to walk. They were still afraid of the regent. However, these days, she The policy issued also left a trace of feelings in the hearts of the people.
Mu Hanjin was also silent, sitting quietly beside her, so close at hand, but he felt that they were thousands of miles apart. Wasn't he happy to see such a situation? Why is there a faint sadness in my heart now
The early dynasty was still the same, and it did not have any influence because the emperor did not arrive.
"The taels of silver returned by the Qing families to the king can maintain the expenses of the Feng Kingdom for a year, and there is also a wealth of disaster relief. It can be seen that all the Qing families are capable of accumulating money." After the daily accounts and the state treasury and silver situation were reported, Shen Sheng said.
All the ministers bowed their heads in silence. These are all they racked their brains, worked hard, and saved half a lifetime of savings. Now, they are offering it like this. Although it has been almost half a month, but they have Still sleepless all night, heartache.
Feng Aotian already knew the interests of the officials, but now that the Feng Kingdom is at stake, if she doesn't think of something, it will be in chaos sooner or later. Now, she is just rectifying the entire capital, and the various places are still in the same state. What's more, if the merchants in other places got the news of the capital, they would definitely transfer them to the neighboring country in case the house and money were expropriated. In this case, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss, and the third prince, who now holds most of the economy of the Feng Kingdom. Lifeline, how can she take Fengguo's economic network back into her own hands from him, she still needs to think about it in the long run. Besides, this person is by no means good.
After the early morning, Feng Aotian stepped out of the palace, while Mu Hanjin went to the inspectorate. These days, he was working in the government office during the day. After reporting to Feng Aotian, he got into the carriage and left slowly.
Feng Aotian was sitting in the middle of the imperial carriage and was about to leave when she saw a yellow figure blocking Luan Jia, she raised her eyebrows slightly, "What is Xun Ye doing?"
Xing Wuyun smiled and said quickly, "The lord also forgot to approve one of the subjects."
"Really?" Feng Aotian sat upright in the imperial carriage and opened his lips coldly.
Xing Wuyun took a step forward and smiled romantically, "Your Majesty is really a noble person who forgets things a lot. Do you still remember to allow the use of 'Aoxue' to make the courtier's eyes feast for the eyes."
"Well, there is this matter." Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "However, Master is not in the mood right now."
"Your Highness, you can't break your promises." Xing Wuyun's smile froze, he sacrificed his color and threw his first kiss to her. This "Aoxue" was something he had long thought about.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "I just said that I'm not in the mood today, but I didn't say I wouldn't lend it to you."
"When is the lord in the mood?" Xing Wuyun suppressed the anger in his heart, and it was obvious that this prince regent was a vengeful master, and now, he must still remember the last time he played with her.
Feng Aotian turned his body slightly, "Come up."
Xing Wuyun was obviously stunned, smiled, and then flew into the imperial carriage and sat beside her.
The imperial chariot curtain fell, Feng Aotian leaned forward slightly and stared at him, "Apart from the smell of wine, there is no fat or powder, it seems that you are still very obedient."
Mu Hanjin, who was sitting on the carriage, heard Xing Wuyun's voice from a distance. He opened the curtain and watched him get on the imperial carriage. Mu Hanjin put down the curtain, leaned against the wall of the carriage, and closed his eyes. .
Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian's approaching face, and looked at her vigilantly. The last time, he had lingering fears. This time, he must not sacrifice the color, it is too depressed.
When he heard her words, he was even more stunned. In the past few days, in addition to drinking and having fun all day, there was really no woman beside him. He quickly turned his head and staggered the face close to her. He decided to go back this time. You have to find a woman.
Seeing him like this, Feng Aotian laughed dumbly, then sat up straight, "'Aoxue' is not something anyone can easily ride."
"The minister understands." If he could ride easily, why would he need to work so hard
Feng Aotian looked sideways, "It's very spiritual, if you don't have the aura of this king, it's hard to get close."
"In this case, the minister will ask the prince to reward the minister with a piece of your clothes." Xing Wuyun replied quickly.
Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "This aura is not something that can only come from clothes."
"How about that?" Xing Wuyun smiled uninhibitedly, do you want him to stay with her
"I'm not in the mood today, but I may be in the mood tomorrow." Feng Aotian said quietly, then closed his eyes and took a nap.
Xing Wuyun understood the meaning of Feng Aotian's words, that is, if he wants to see "Aoxue", he must stay by her side and wait until she is in a good mood.
Why did he think he chose to come here today, so he couldn't bear it any longer? However, after thinking about it, if she is determined to fix him, even if he chooses an auspicious day, he will not care about it. Close your eyes and rest.
Feng Aotian went back to the Prince Regent's mansion. These days, the three princes still didn't do anything. It could be seen that he was very calm. However, she knew that this matter could not be rushed.
Carrying the walk to the bedroom, Xing Wuyun had a free and unrestrained smile, and this light yellow robe seemed to be suitable for him, and followed Feng Aotian gracefully.
Ye Meixi counted the time, and saw her figure from a distance, then stepped out of the bedroom to meet her, and then saw Xing Wuyun behind her, her eyes flashed, "Master, you are back."
"En." Feng Aotian stepped forward and held Ye Meixi's hand, feeling that his internal strength had recovered by 70% to 80%. It should be no problem to follow her on a long journey the day after tomorrow.
Xing Wuyun looked at the bewitching man in front of him, scorching his beauty, fled away, very beautiful, and suddenly thought of the guy who was very clean, if he could have such a temper, it would be good, but unfortunately, that person is too arrogant , never put anyone in his eyes.
Ye Meixi stuck close to Feng Aotian's body, looking at Xing Wuyun with provocation between her brows, then took her hand and walked into the palace.
Xing Wuyun looked at Ye Meixi's expression, the smile on the corner of his mouth was deeper, the sun was shining brightly, and his face was brighter than ever.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes, and happened to see Xing Wuyun's malicious smile, she smiled evilly, and phoenix eyes stared at him coldly.
Xing Wuyun's smile froze on his face, and he followed Feng Aotian without saying a word. In order to see "Aoxue", he endured it.
Ye Meixi leaned close to Feng Aotian's ear and asked in a low voice, "Master, where did you find this beauty?"
"Furong Pavilion." Feng Aotian looked at the jealousy on his face, chuckled lightly, and replied.
"I can smell the alcohol and vulgar smell of fat on his body from a distance." Ye Meixi said in a voice that the three of them could hear.
Xing Wuyun pretended to be romantic and walked without caring for himself. He has always been forgetful, especially those who have nothing to do with him.
Feng Aotian chuckled lightly, stretched out his hand, pinched the soft flesh around Ye Meixi's waist, and stepped into the bedroom.
"Yeah..." Ye Meixi screamed in a coquettish voice, then stared at Feng Aotian with a sad face, her beautiful eyes flowing, and leaning against Feng Aotian's arms, "Master, you are really bad."
Xing Wuyun listened to Ye Meixi's voice, it was called a numb, and compared to his subordinate Mei'er, he was more charming and charming. He couldn't help but raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Meixi, thinking about where this Prince Regent came from. Here comes such a stunner.
Feng Aotian knew that Ye Meixi did this on purpose, and the reason could be imagined, so she didn't point it out, she immediately sat on the soft couch, Ye Meixi fell into her arms, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to her.
Feng Aotian took it, took a sip, put it down, and looked at the inner hall, Feng Yinqi was still asleep, she got up from the soft couch, Ye Meixi pulled her sleeves, and the two entered the inner hall.
Xing Wuyun also followed Feng Aotian's gaze, and saw Feng Yinqi, thinking that these days, there are rumors about the emperor and the regent circulating among the people, he poured a cup of tea by himself, took a sip, and put his lips down, It's really bitter, but the wine suits his heart.
When she stepped into the bed, she saw Feng Yinqi's cheeks were flushed and she was sleeping very deeply. She suddenly felt bad. She sat on the side of the bed and gave him the pulse. Her eyes sank. It was obvious that she drank too much and caused alcohol. poisoning.
She lifted him up and looked at Ye Meixi, "Bring the red porcelain bottle in that box."
"Yes." Ye Meixi returned to Yihuan Pavilion after Feng Aotian had been in the morning, thinking that the emperor was also drunk, so he didn't care, but now he saw that it was poisoning.
He turned around, arrived in a few steps, opened the box, took out the red porcelain bottle, turned around, and handed it to Feng Aotian.
Feng Aotian opened the porcelain bottle, took out the pill, put it in his mouth, bit it into pieces, then lowered his head, printed Feng Yinqi's lips, and fed it.
Ye Meixi looked at Feng Aotian's actions and was somewhat unhappy. The hobby of the master was too unique. He clearly remembered that he fed Leng Qianye like this last time. Now... Isn't this emperor her nephew? ? Moreover, at such a young age, Grandpa can speak well.
Xing Wuyun just caught a glimpse of Neitang's situation, and suddenly widened his eyes. This is too... He squirmed his throat abruptly. Although he was saving people, it was too direct, so he couldn't use another method? Although the emperor is small, he is also a man after all, and this prince regent is too heavy-handed.
Feng Aotian now only cares about saving people, how can she think of other meanings, she put the medicine into Feng Yinqi's mouth, then took the water that Ye Meixi handed over, fed him to drink, and then laid him flat on the bed, "Take the altar of lotus and get drunk."
"Yes." Ye Meixi replied in a low voice, turned around and said to Eunuch Feng who was waiting outside the palace.
Eunuch Feng hurriedly sent someone to carry a jar of Furong Zui. Xing Wuyun could smell the fragrance of the wine from a distance. Seeing Furong Zui approaching him, he sniffed the aroma of the wine lightly and reached out to take it, while Eunuch Feng was already holding the wine. The altar entered the inner hall.
Xing Wuyun sat in the distance, watching the wine leave him, his mouth shriveled, this hibiscus drunk is different from the others, as soon as he smelled it, he knew that it was a fine wine buried under the snow plum tree for a hundred years. There are only six altars in the world, so he got one, and he made a deal with the rich guy and asked for a jar. Now, it is treasured by him, and he is reluctant to drink it.
Feng Aotian opened the wine jar, poured it into the golden basin, soaked his hands with wine, and then wet Yun Jin again, untied Feng Yinqi's shirt, and wiped his body for him.
Xing Wuyun looked at such a rare wine for a century, and even took it to wipe Feng Yinqi's body like this, and suddenly felt that the prince regent was tyrannizing, and he looked distressed. Where can I see that calm and unrestrained appearance.
Ye Meixi turned her eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun's eyes staring straight at the jar, with a coquettish smile on the corner of her mouth, then she picked up the jar, drank the last part of it, and licked her lips along the way, a pair of enjoyment. appearance.
Xing Wuyun cried and grimaced, and suddenly felt that Ye Meixi was too black-hearted, not even a drop was left for him, he swallowed hard, turned around, and stopped looking at him.
Ye Meixi saw Xing Wuyun glared at him angrily, in a very good mood, then put down the wine jar, turned her eyes, and saw that Feng Aotian had already cleaned Feng Yinqi's body, covered the quilt, and looked at it meaningfully. follow him.
He winked and looked at her, "Master, the 100-year-old hibiscus drunk tastes really good. It's fragrant and fragrant."
"Well, it's not bad." Feng Aotian nodded, "I still have two altars here, I will drink with you another day."
"Yes." Ye Meixi replied with a smile.
Xing Wuyun was still there, scolding Ye Meixi from beginning to end, when he heard that there were still two altars, his eyes lit up immediately, he turned around, smiled flatly, and looked at Feng Aotian.
Feng Aotian got up and walked out of the inner hall slowly. Xing Wuyun smelled the drunken fragrance of hibiscus emanating from her body. , Now the wine worms in his belly are tempted to move, especially now that there is nothing else in his eyes except Furong drunk.
She looked at Xing Wuyun staring at herself, swallowing saliva constantly, Feng Aotian smiled, raised his hand deliberately, and slid his fingertips across his lips, "Want to drink?"
"Yeah." Xing Wuyun sniffed hard, but just by sucking it like this, he could smell the taste of the wine, and his heart was even more itchy. It would be wonderful to drink it.
"Master's things are not easy to get." Feng Aotian put his hands away and sat on the soft couch. Eunuch Feng had already sent someone to bring clear water, and Feng Aotian slowly cleaned his hands.
On the other side, the eunuch had already brought out the golden basin full of hibiscus, and Xing Wuyun watched the golden basin leave, feeling a pity.
"My lord, what do you want your subjects to do?" Xing Wuyun gritted his teeth, thinking about the people he met, all of them were masters who eat meat without spitting bones.
"Promise Master one thing." Feng Aotian picked up the tea and looked at him with a smile.
"What's the matter?" Xing Wuyun asked again.
"Let's do it first, I'll let you know when you think about it." Feng Aotian said casually.
Xing Wuyun pondered for a moment, struggled between the wine and the regent for a long time, but chose the former, "Okay."
Ye Meixi stepped forward, leaned in Feng Aotian's arms, looked at Xing Wuyun, "Master, you agreed to him, what about Meixi's?"
"Isn't there two altars?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, his fingertips brushed his delicate red lips, "You haven't tasted it just now." The words were ambiguous, and then he lowered his head and kissed his soft lips.
Xing Wuyun looked at the picture in front of him, thinking that the regent really didn't treat him as an outsider, he turned around quickly, he didn't want to poison his eyes.
Mu Hanjin went to the Inspectorate, and in the past half a month, he has dealt with 80% of the chronic ailments of the past few years. The officials who were not convinced by him, or who were quite critical, were shocked a lot, and other officials in the inspectorate, even in front of him, did not dare to overstep and slack off.
After he finished dealing with today's affairs, he walked out of the inspectorate, raised his eyes, it was noon, and rushed back to the Prince Regent's mansion. It happened that she had finished her lunch and could review the memorial.
Xing Wuyun felt that the few hours he spent in the Prince Regent's mansion was more difficult than the torture of him. If you were a normal man, when you were looking at two big men in front of you, you could not help yourself. How would you feel? Can you sit still? That's okay, while eating, you have to endure nausea, watching the two of them feed each other meals, you can take one bite of me, can you still swallow it
After lunch, Xing Wuyun suddenly felt that his eyes were gloomy. No matter how good his concentration was, he couldn't match the sweet and affectionate scenes that these two men staged in front of him. He wanted to stand up and turn around several times Leaving, but, thinking of Furong being drunk, thinking of "Aoxue", he endured it.
Xing Wuyun suddenly felt that he didn't have any temper in front of Feng Aotian. If it were that guy, he would have turned around and left early in the morning, or had a big fight with Feng Aotian, but he... who let his weakness be hers Catch it right
Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but, sitting in one place with blank eyes, she turned her eyes to Ye Meixi and stared at Xing Wuyun meaningfully.
The corner of her mouth twitched, how could she not see him being so hostile to Mu Hanjin, how could she be so jealous towards Xing Wuyun
Thinking of this, her eyes dimmed, and she felt that she had suddenly thought of him, and just as she was about to restrain her emotions, she saw that Mu Hanjin had already entered the bedroom.
She raised her eyes and saw that his expression was still the same, light and elegant, he lowered his eyes and stepped forward, respectfully saluting, "Your Highness."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian responded calmly, lowered his head, and played with Ye Meixi's fingers.
Mu Hanjin was silent, turned around, walked into the study, looked at the memorials piled up on the table, he suppressed the dimness of his eyes, and then sat down on the soft couch, writing and reviewing the memorials.
Xing Wuyun looked curiously at the back of Mu Hanjin's departure, thinking about the last time they met, weren't they very affectionate? How come when I look at it today, I don't get along with each other, like strangers
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Master has something to do, so you can follow Mei Xi around the palace."
"Yes." Xing Wuyun responded quickly, finally no longer need to look at the pictures of their love and affection, the mood is much better, and even the smile is much brighter.
Ye Meixi left from Feng Aotian's arms, looking at her back, her brows were slightly sullen, should he do something for her too
Feng Aotian walked directly into the study, still with such an elegant back. Once upon a time, she hugged him and said words that she couldn't believe, but now, in just a few days, things have changed.
I don't know why, looking at him so indifferent, she gave birth to a **** who wanted to destroy him. She slowly stepped forward until she came behind him, raised her hand, and wanted to touch his hair, but quickly When he touched it, he suddenly closed his hand, then walked to the opposite side of him, sat down, opened the memorial, and began to review.
Now that Mu Hanjin had recovered his martial arts, he could naturally sense her breath, and her movements when she stayed behind him. Open, it is clear.
Ye Meixi ignored Xing Wuyun, got up and walked out of the bedroom. He wanted to take advantage of this free time to return to the cabinet to adjust his internal energy.
Seeing that Ye Meixi didn't want to see him, Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows indifferently. He suddenly remembered that Leng Qianye was also in the Prince Regent's mansion, so he walked out of the bedroom and looked at Eunuch Feng, "Where is Leng Qianye?"
"Sixi, don't lead the way for Xing Gongzi." Feng Gonggong said in a high voice.
"Yes." Sixi responded quickly, and then stood by Xing Wuyun's side, "Young Master Xing is here with the servants."
Xing Wuyun nodded slightly and went to Qinghui Pavilion under the guidance of Sixi.
When Feng Yinqi was half asleep, his mouth was dry, he tore the quilt on his body, and murmured, "Uncle Wang... Uncle Wang..."
Feng Aotian heard Feng Yinqi's murmur, got off the soft couch and walked to the inner hall.
Seeing her leaving, Mu Hanjin stopped the pen in his hand, sighed softly, and continued to read the memorial.
When Feng Aotian went to the inner hall, he saw that Feng Yinqi had already torn off the brocade, and the red spots on his body had disappeared. He pursed his lips lightly, "Water... Water..."
She hurriedly poured the water, walked to the bed, and helped him up, Feng Yinqi drank the water in a big mouth, raised her eyes slightly, looked at Feng Aotian, and then lay in her arms, "Uncle Wang..."
"Well, you are not allowed to drink in the future." Feng Aotian ordered in a deep voice.
"En." Feng Yinqi nodded, still dizzy, and then fell asleep.
Feng Aotian covered the quilt again, then turned around and walked towards the study.
Entering the room, sitting on the soft couch, she saw the person in front of her was pale, with a somewhat sick look, her eyes were cold, and she grabbed his wrist, "The breath is disordered and the blood is insufficient."
"It's okay, just take it slow." Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and said lightly.
Feng Aotian raised her hand, opened the plan in front of her, and fell to the ground with all the memorials. She stretched out her hand and dragged him into her arms, "If you don't want to live, this king will kill you now."
Mu Hanjin leaned in her arms, he frowned slightly and remained silent.
Feng Aotian simply lowered his head, opened his lips and teeth, sucked his cool lips, and took off the official robe on his body with both hands. This body has no temperature at all. , Just after the unblocking, he was too thin over the years to bear it.
Her palms condensed her inner strength and moved on him. Her kisses were cruel and domineering, as if they were going to tear him apart. Mu Hanjin was bitten by an almost violent storm. A sharp sword pierced his heart.
I don't know how long it took until his body gradually regained the temperature, and in her almost raging kiss, he fainted.
Feng Aotian put away his inner strength and looked at the person in his arms, Ruyu's face was finally dyed with a red glow, her thin lips were red and swollen, her body was covered with palm prints, and her clothes were scattered, still showing a touch of coldness.
She stretched out her hand, folded her clothes, laid him flat on the soft couch, picked up the memorials in front of her one by one, put them aside, turned and walked out of the study.
Xing Wuyun went to Qinghui Pavilion, and saw Leng Qianye sitting under the bamboo forest, dressed in white fluttering, extraordinary and refined, just as handsome as when he first met.
Leng Qianye raised his eyes, looked at the person who was coming, put down the scroll, and smiled rarely, "Brother Wuyun, why are you here?"
"Brother Qianye, stay safe." Xing Wuyun smiled, stepped forward and looked at Leng Qianye.
"It's just a prisoner who is imprisoned here." Leng Qianye replied indifferently, waving his hand, "Please!"
"It just so happens that I'll be your company today." Xing Wuyun smiled freely and sat down gracefully.
"Why are you here?" Leng Qianye looked at Xing Wuyun and couldn't help asking.
"It's hard to say." When Xing Wuyun thought of this, he felt shameless and quickly changed the topic, "I heard that you were imprisoned and the regent's mansion before, thinking of coming to see you,