Feng Aotian looked at the traces on the ground, then turned around and followed the footprints to catch up, and saw him walking in the other direction for a long time, and finally fainted aside.
Feng Aotian stepped forward and squatted in front of him, looking at his pale face with stubbornness on his brows, "I'm injured, why don't you just stay there, what are you doing out?"
Lan Jingshu seemed to hear the voice and slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the familiar face in front of him, he closed his eyes with peace of mind.
Feng Aotian picked him up, went back to the cave, put him down, took the bamboo tube over, took a sip, lowered his head, pointed to his lips, and entered his mouth.
Lan Jingshu opened his eyes half-dazed and half-awake, looking at the face that was so close at hand, as if wandering in a dream, such a dream made him feel unreal, but the faint warmth between his lips made him feel A feeling of not wanting to wake up.
Feng Aotian put Lan Jingshu on the straw mat, took off his outer robe and put it over his body, then closed his eyes and took a nap.
In the Xingyuan, Mu Hanyao looked at the bright sky, but did not see her coming back. Thinking of the thrill of last night, he felt useless for the first time, how was he always vigilant? Why be so careless
Ye Meixi adjusted the inner strength of the night, quickly got up from the bed, and rushed out of the room, Mu Hanyao turned his eyes, looked at him with no expression on his face, stretched out his hand and stopped him.
Ye Meixi stared at Mu Hanyao and said solemnly, "Get out of the way!"
"You look like this now, I'm afraid you have fallen down before you can find the prince." Mu Hanyao looked at him, "Let's go back to the house and rest."
"Why do you stop me!" Ye Meixi felt uneasy when she thought of her whereabouts now, he had lost too much and didn't want to lose her again.
"Your Majesty has an order, if you make a mistake and your Majesty returns, how can I explain it to your Majesty?" Mu Hanyao said coldly without changing his face.
"In your heart, she's just a prince, have you ever worried about her safety?" Ye Meixi looked at Mu Hanyao's stern face and shouted coldly.
Mu Hanyao was silent, so why wasn't he worried, but he had been careless once last night, and he would never make the same mistake in the future, he believed that she could come back.
A cold wind blew past, and Mu Hanyao and Ye Meixi raised their eyes and saw a purple figure falling down and coming in front of them.
Mu Hanyao was obviously stunned. Looking at the person in front of him, he looked a little excited, and his cold face forced a touch of joy, "Second brother..."
"Big brother." Mu Hanjin looked at Mu Hanyao, also showing joy.
Ye Meixi looked at Mu Hanjin, wondering why he came here, "What are you doing here?"
"Where's your lord?" Mu Hanjin looked at Ye Meixi and asked warmly when he saw that he seemed to be seriously injured.
"How do you know that something happened to the lord?" Ye Meixi's eyes turned slightly, and she asked in a deep voice.
Mu Hanjin didn't want to bother with these, so he turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao, "Big brother, where's your lord?"
"My lord, she..." Mu Hanyao looked at Mu Hanjin. It turned out that he came here for the Prince Regent. For some reason, a trace of loss and displeasure flashed in his heart.
"We were attacked last night. In order to save your eldest brother, Lan Jingshu was shot and fell into the river. The lord also jumped in to save him. He has not come back yet." Ye Meixi said in one breath, look Xiang Mu Hanjin said, "Now, I'm seriously injured, and I'm conscious but powerless. Your brother is too pedantic. He said he would obey the prince's orders and wait here, but I'm still worried. Alright, let's go find her back."
"Okay, where did you meet him?" Mu Hanjin felt a pain in his heart, looked at Ye Meixi, and asked away the worry in his eyes.
"It's where Guan Yan was robbed." Ye Meixi said immediately.
"I'll go here." Mu Hanjin said, tapped his toes, and disappeared.
Mu Hanyao raised his eyes and looked at the back of Mu Hanjin leaving, his eyes flashed with coldness and consternation, "How could he know martial arts?"
"He... not only knows martial arts... but also extremely high." Seeing Mu Hanyao leaving, Ye Meixi felt relieved, turned around, and entered the room.
Mu Hanyao stared blankly into the distance, and suddenly felt that many things were changing unknowingly.
Feng Aotian was dozing off when a low moan came from her ears, she opened her eyes, turned her eyes, and saw Lan Jingshu kept mumbling to herself, she stepped forward and approached him, "Cold, okay? cold… "
Feng Aotian reached out and stroked his forehead. It was very hot, but his whole body was icy cold. It seemed that he had been soaked in the water for too long. In the middle, Lan Jingshu seemed to have found a trace of warmth, stretched out his hand, and wrapped it around her waist.
However, this temperature is far from enough. He still kept shaking until his body twitched. Feng Aotian felt that this was not the way to go. Then, he laid him flat on the ground. He stretched out his hand and tugged at her sleeve. Do not let go.
"Cold... cold..." Lan Jingshu murmured.
Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, untied the clothes on his body, the clothes were scattered, and his thin body was unobstructed. Feng Aotian deceived him, pressed his body, lowered his head, and kissed his lips, then his fingers slowly stroked. On his body and below him, he couldn't help trembling, stretched out his hand, hugged Feng Aotian tightly into his arms, raised his head, and met her lips.
The movements in Feng Aotian's hands became more and more wanton. She lowered her head, bit his weak shoulders, and slowly came to his chest, biting gently until she left a deep mark, all the way down, fingers Immediately down.
"Well..." Lan Jingshu squinted his eyes slightly, he vaguely saw that someone left a little bit of heat on his body, until his body was completely burned, he suddenly felt dry, "thirsty... ok. Thirsty…”
Feng Aotian's hand slowly touched the shameful place, she quickly retracted her hand, raised her eyes, but met Lan Jingshu's blurred eyes, and his hand slowly descended, covering hers, and then Her hand moves to…
"Are you sure?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
"Yeah." Lan Jingshu nodded abruptly, and now, he seemed to have a fire burning all over his body, which made him feel unbearable, and his whole body was burning like fire.
Feng Aotian gritted her teeth. This was the first time she had done such a thing. She lowered her head, kissed his lips, and continued to caress the shameful place with her hands...
Mu Hanjin flew to the place Ye Meixi said, and then went down the river. Now, in his mind, except for her, it was her. In just a few days, when she was not by his side, he seemed to fall into a deep valley. As if my soul was drained, I spent the whole day reviewing memorials, busy with official duties, not allowing myself to think about her, miss her, and endure torture, but I still couldn’t resist the emptiness and loneliness when the night came, He misses that warm hug, misses her teasing and smiling to him,
However, now that he can't see her, he suddenly has a thought, if she disappears forever, then, is he empty? Dun felt that everything was not important, as long as she lived well, as long as she was by her side.
The temperature in the cave rose suddenly, and there was an ambiguous breath in the air. Feng Aotian lowered his head, looked at the stickiness in his hands, and then wiped it away, he saw Lan Jingshu lying ruddy in her arms.
She breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the fever subsided. She put on his clothes properly again. She felt that doing this kind of thing was too laborious, and it would be better to do it in the future.
She closed her eyes and began to close her eyes again, waiting for him to wake up before leaving together.
After a long time, Lan Jingshu slowly woke up, he opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was Feng Aotian's handsome face, looking a little tired, he closed his eyes quickly, remembering what happened just now, slightly rosy His cheeks were even redder, he lowered his head and looked at the hickeys all over his body, how could he do such a thing
What will the lord think of him? And what face will he stand in front of her in the future, thinking of this, he can't help but tremble, slowly gets up, and wants to leave.
Feng Aotian opened his eyes and looked at his staggered, bent back, "Where are you going?"
Lan Jingshu immediately knelt on the ground, not daring to look at her, "My lord, this minister should be damned."
Feng Aotian stepped forward, lifted him up, stretched out his hand, and pointed at his nose, "Master finally rescued you, but Master is reluctant to kill you."
Lan Jingshu's color became more and more ruddy, and he avoided his eyes, not daring to look at her, Feng Aotian looked at him like this, and laughed loudly, "Shy? Just now when I asked you to help me, I never saw you so shy. ."
"Your Highness..." Lan Jingshu wished to smash himself to death, lowered his head, and whispered.
Feng Aotian looked at him funny, then took him into his arms, "After spending so long outside, it's time to go back."
"Yes." What Lan Jingshu didn't expect was that she was the first to jump down to save herself. Although he was hit by an arrow, he was always half asleep. He understood what she had done for him. At this moment, He suddenly felt that staying by her side was not so disgusting.
Feng Aotian let Lan Jingshu lean on his arms, walked out of the cave, looked at the sky outside, and then walked forward.
Mu Hanjin finally saw a trace of blood on the edge of the cliff, as well as the scraps of his clothes. He rushed forward and saw the blood on the grass. Following the blood, he walked forward eagerly.
Until he saw the two figures walking slowly in front of him, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he rushed forward quickly, and he opened his arms and hugged her tightly in his arms, ignoring the courtesy of the monarch and minister.
Feng Aotian was a little stunned, raised his eyes, looked at the person in front of him, and couldn't help but wonder, "Why are you here?"
Mu Hanjin hugged her tightly, as if to melt the thoughts and struggles, struggles, pains, fears, and fears of the past few days into this hug.
Lan Jingshu clutched his chest and stood aside, looking at Mu Hanjin with a delighted smile, his eyes were full of joy, and when he left, Mu Hanjin, who was always light-eyed and a little melancholy, looked at him. Han Jin is different. His eyes are dim. For some reason, in just half a month, many things are no longer what he has seen and can accept. However, seeing such a Mu Hanjin, he looks at the regent in his arms. Wang, why, his heart will give birth to a touch of sadness
He stood there quietly, turned his eyes to look into the distance, and said nothing.
Feng Aotian can feel the emotions he releases, isn't he reluctant to express his emotions? Why are you here now
"Let go." Feng Aotian said solemnly, at first, he was the one who pulled her out, but now, it is also he who hugged her tightly.
Mu Hanjin hugged her tightly, unwilling to let go. When she struggled, his eyes flashed with a faint brilliance, he lowered his head, kissed her lips, sucked deeply, without a trace of panting, biting He pressed her lips, pried her teeth apart, and swept her scent rampantly.
Feng Aotian froze in place for a while, is this still the elegant and jade-like Mu Hanjin? Or that Mu Hanjin who was submissive? Or the docile and indifferent Mu Hanjin
Lan Jingshu turned his eyes, stared at the scene in front of him, and immediately lowered his eyes, he didn't know where he should be now, he wanted to leave, but his feet didn't obey him, he still stood there, silent.
This kiss was the longest kiss in Feng Aotian's history, and it was more intense than her domineering. When she lost her breath and was about to suffocate, he reluctantly let go and took her into his arms. .
Feng Aotian gasped heavily, stretched out his hand and pushed him away, staring at him, "How dare you to be rude to the Lord."
"Wei Chen is just learning what a strong kiss is." Mu Hanjin didn't show any respect, just looked at her with burning eyes and said warmly.
Feng Aotian opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to refute, "Without your master's order, how dare you leave Beijing privately?"
"My lord forgot, what I said to Wei Chen at the beginning, where the Lord goes, Wei Chen will go." Mu Hanjin still had a jade-like complexion, and his tone was as gentle as a spring breeze.
Feng Aotian took a step forward and looked at him, still in the same way, stretched out his hand and tapped his forehead, "I'm sick."
"Your Majesty is wise, this minister is ill." Mu Hanjin replied warmly.
"Master is not an imperial doctor, so he can't cure it." Feng Aotian turned his eyes, stopped looking at him, supported Lan Jingshu, and walked past him.
Mu Hanjin stepped forward and stopped in front of her, "Only the prince can cure Wei Chen's illness."
"It will be cured, but it will not be cured." Feng Aotian said, pushing him away, taking Lan Jingshu into his arms, and walking forward.
Mu Hanjin didn't stop her, she stretched out her hand and held hers in his hand. This feeling made him feel more secure than ever before.
Feng Aotian lowered his head, looked at the hand he was holding, raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "What's wrong with you?"
"What's wrong with Wei Chen, can't the lord see it?" Mu Hanjin held her hand, regained her past elegant expression, and walked forward.
Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin's back and wondered if he had fallen into evil
Lan Jingshu also saw Mu Hanjin's change, turned her eyes to look at Feng Aotian, her eyes kept falling on Mu Hanjin's body, but there was a faint soft light between her eyebrows.
He lowered his eyes, perhaps, many things were beyond his comprehension.
This part of the road was very long, until it was dark, Feng Aotian and the three people walked to Xingyuan, Ye Meixi kept wandering outside the door, and when she saw Feng Aotian coming back, she hurried forward to meet him.
"Master, you're back." Ye Meixi looked at her with joy, looked down, and saw Mu Hanjin holding her hand, her eyes flashed with displeasure.
Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi, "How is your injury?"
"It's been a day of breathing adjustment, it's better." Ye Meixi looked at Feng Aotian weakly, glared fiercely at Mu Hanjin beside him, and wanted to take her hand out of Mu Hanjin's hand.
However, Mu Hanjin held it tightly. Seeing this, Lan Jingshu could only move to one side silently, then looked at Mu Hanyao, "I'll go back to rest first."
"En." Mu Hanyao stood by, motionless, his expression still the same, but when he looked at Feng Aotian, a faint soft light flashed.
Ye Meixi saw Lan Jingshu leave wisely, and hurriedly leaned against Feng Aotian's arms, raised her other hand, and pressed against his chest, "Master, this place still hurts."
Feng Aotian looked at him, sigh, now he is jealous again, then he stretched out his hand and rubbed him gently, "Let's talk about it when you enter the room, I'm hungry."
"My lord, I have something to report to the minister, can you turn your back?" Mu Hanjin stood aside, holding her hand with one hand and the other behind his back, and said respectfully.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "I have to eat, I don't have time to listen to your report."
"Did you hear it, Master said, I don't have time." Ye Meixi said, and vigorously pushed Mu Hanjin's hand holding Feng Aotian away, then dragged her into the room.
Feng Aotian raised her eyes and saw Mu Hanyao leave the door, her brows were also calm, she took a step forward, "Enter the room for dinner."
"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied, then turned sideways and let Feng Aotian enter first.
Mu Hanjin stepped forward and looked at Mu Hanyao, "Big brother...I..."
"You and the regent?" Mu Hanyao looked at him and asked in a low voice.
"Brother, I have already made a decision." Mu Hanjin's eyes flashed with determination, looking at Mu Hanyao and saying.
"Okay." Mu Hanyao replied coldly, turning around and walking into the room.
Jingxi had already prepared the meal, Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Jingxi, "Go and prepare some porridge."
"Yes." Jingxi replied, then backed out.
Feng Aotian walked to the side of the bed on his own, covered Lan Jingshu with a quilt, and after checking the pulse, turned his eyes to Ye Meixi, "Bring the remaining golden medicine from Master."
"Yes." Ye Meixi nodded, then turned around and walked to another room, and hurried back with the porcelain bottle.
Feng Aotian untied Lan Jingshu's clothes, untied the gauze, and took off the herbs on it. Mu Hanjin had come over with clear water and placed it beside her.
Ye Meixi turned her eyes and was full of hostility towards Mu Hanjin, who was his number one rival in love. Thinking of this, she quickly passed over him, wet the cotton cloth, and handed it to Feng Aotian.
Feng Aotian took the cotton cloth with a smile, cleaned the wound for Lan Jingshu, then re-applied the medicine, wrapped it with gauze, and picked up the clear porridge that Jingxi had already brought, "Drink this porridge, and I will cultivate a lot."
"Yes, Your Highness." Lan Jingshu turned his eyes to Mu Hanjin and Ye Meixi beside him, "Your Highness, this minister will come by himself."
"Your left arm is injured, right hand is injured, chest is injured, waist is injured, can you come by yourself?" Feng Aotian sank his face, then scooped up the porridge, blew a few times, and handed it to Lan Jingshu.
Lan Jingshu opened his mouth and ate it. The surroundings were silent and silent. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lan Jingshu drank the most difficult porridge in his life.
Feng Aotian helped him lie down, "Rest."
"Yes." Lan Jingshu replied, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at Ye Meixi, ignored Mu Hanjin, walked out of the inner hall, walked to the table, looked at Mu Hanyao, "Let's have dinner."
"Yes." Mu Hanyao sat down immediately.
Feng Aotian sat beside Mu Hanyao, Ye Meixi hurriedly sat on the other side of her, and Mu Hanjin stood aside, staring at her figure, silent.
Feng Aotian said coldly, "If you don't sit down to eat, what's the point of standing there?"
"Yes." Mu Hanjin replied, and then sat down in front of her.
Feng Aotian took the soup and put it in front of him, "Drink it."
"Yes." Mu Hanjin's mouth curled into a small smile, and then he picked up the soup and drank it.
Feng Aotian then served soup for Mu Hanyao and Ye Meixi respectively, and dined quietly.
The four of them were relatively speechless. After dinner was over, Mu Han Yao got up and said, "I will retire first."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded.
Mu Hanyao backed out, raised his eyes and looked at the stars in the sky, but felt that the sky was very cold tonight.
Ye Meixi looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, Meixi is going to prepare the bath soup."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded.
Ye Meixi walked out and looked at Mu Hanyao beside him. Neither of these two brothers was the one to save their hearts. He couldn't help but sighed, turned around, and went back to the room.
"Okay, let's talk." Feng Aotian raised his eyes, his eyes were cold, and his handsome face was not smiling at all.
Mu Hanjin slowly got up, walked in front of her, and then knelt down, "My lord, there is a long way to go, and I am willing to accompany you on this journey."
"How far can we go?" Feng Aotian asked in a low voice.
"Until the minister dies." Mu Hanjin kept looking at her eyes and replied resolutely.
"It's too late." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Master gave you a chance, but if you miss it, there will be no second time."
"I understand, I am willing to wait." Mu Hanjin's eyes flashed with sadness, and he whispered.
"Maybe we can never wait for this day?" Feng Aotian looked at him and asked quietly.
"That minister will also accompany the prince." Mu Hanjin only now felt that he just wanted to be by her side and asked for nothing else.
Feng Aotian leaned over slightly, looked at him coldly, his eyes flashed with coldness, and said solemnly, "You should know your temper."
"I understand." He slowly got up, his slender fingers slowly lifted, and he slowly took off the clothes on his body, revealing a body that was like a creamy skin, his palms were vague, and the horsewhip hanging on the side fell into his palms. Holding the whip, "Your Highness..."
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and saw him standing in front of him like this, fearless, with a calm face, just like the first time he saw him, but less indifference and more indifference, she stretched out her hand , took the whip, raised her hand and waved, the whip knocked down the screen on the side, and the whip was inserted directly into the wall, she stepped forward, and bit down on the tooth marks left on her shoulders until the blood overflowed. , he still looked light, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.
She raised her eyes, met his eyes, kissed his lips, put her hands on his waist, and pushed him hard against the cold wall, until the lips were full of blood, and she left his lips. , turned around indifferently, strode out of the room, stretched out his hand, held Mu Hanyao, and directly entered another room, "Sleep."
Mu Hanyao was dragged back to the room by her, Ye Meixi looked at her with a gloomy face, "Master, the bath soup is ready."
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao and Ye Meixi, "Wait for the Lord."
After saying that, he turned around and stepped into the screen. Without taking off his clothes, he sank into the tub.
Ye Meixi looked at Mu Hanyao, snorted coldly, turned around, got on the bed, lay on the inside, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Mu Hanyao turned around abruptly, walked out of the room, walked into the room, and saw Mu Hanjin leaning against the cold wall naked, staring at the beams of the house blankly.
Mu Hanyao's eyes were cold, he stepped forward and punched him, but in the end, he hit the wall on his face, leaving a fist mark, he said solemnly, "Look at what you look like now. , the Mu family has no descendants like you." After speaking, he turned and left.
Mu Hanjin slowly stepped forward, picked up the scattered clothes, put them on again, and then walked out of the hall to see Lan Jingshu standing in front of him.
"Han Jin, you've changed." Lan Jingshu looked directly at him and said in a deep voice.
"It's more than me who has changed." Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jingshu, "Don't be tempted by her, otherwise, I will kill you."
Lan Jingshu's heart trembled and looked at him in disbelief, "For her sake, have you forgotten our shame over the past two years? Forgot our brotherhood?"
"Yes." Mu Hanjin's eyes flashed coldly, and the purple robe revealed endless killing intent.
"Why?" Lan Jingshu asked in confusion.
"She is my life." Mu Hanjin said in a loud voice, turned around indifferently, and left Xingyuan.
Lan Jingshu clutched his chest and took a few steps back. Looking at the back of the leaving, he returned to the bed feebly and raised his eyes, can he forget it
"Where are you going?" Mu Hanyao stood outside the house, watching his back as he left.
"Back to Beijing." Mu Hanjin said lightly, without looking back, "Brother, I was born with a mission. Over the years, you have been far away at the border, you have your way, and I have mine."
Mu Hanyao looked at Mu Hanjin's disappearing back, raised his eyes, and sighed deeply. What are they waiting for all these years? What is it
Feng Aotian came out from behind the screen, and had already changed into a clean middle coat, she saw that Mu Hanyao was not in the room, her eyes dimmed, and then she walked out of the room, and saw him standing proudly alone, still as tall and unyielding as ever. The figure, however, reveals loneliness and loneliness.
Feng Aotian slowly stepped forward and looked at him, "Where's Mu Hanjin?"
"Back to the capital." Mu Hanyao turned around and looked at Feng Aotian, "My lord, I want to go back to the capital."
"Now is not the time, if necessary, this king will definitely call you back to the capital." Feng Aotian could understand Mu Hanyao's thoughts, he didn't know why Mu Hanjin became like this, so he was not at ease.
"The minister obeys the order." As a general, he always puts his responsibilities first, which is also the obsession in his bones that he has struggled for all these years.
Feng Aotian held his cold fingers, "Sleep."
"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied coldly, letting her lead into the house.
Ye Meixi looked sideways and looked at her. Although she was separated by a wall, Mu Hanjin's words came into his ears clearly, including the people in front of her who heard it really well. The helpless, now, but by her side, but who really treats her? And where is her heart
Ye Meixi actually wanted to ask her if you had ever truly loved someone, but when it came to his mouth, he felt superfluous. The past, he had died twice, so why bother, as long as he knew , He understood that he put her in his heart and let her break into his dead heart uncontrollably, and because of her, he was proud to be reborn, and that was enough.
Feng Aotian is somewhat helpless. She has been through time and has been trying her best to make up for the mistakes made by her predecessor in the past two years, but in the end, it has become such a situation, her heart It's cold, even if she opens her heart and accepts someone, she just wants to find a little warmth in this lonely world, because she never knew what love was? I don't even know how to love, and I don't even know how to be loved.
The three of them were speechless, each laying down, but they didn't sleep all night.
The next day, Feng Aotian got up early, and Lan Jingshu got up early in the morning and waited outside the house.
After Feng Aotian groomed, he saw his still pale complexion, and said coldly, "You can rest today, you don't have to go."
"My lord, this is an errand that the lord entrusted to the minister, and the minister must do it well." Lan Jingshu bowed his head and replied.
Feng Aotian looked at him, saw that he was determined to go, and said solemnly, "Let's go."
Ye Meixi always smiled and held her hand, "Master, why did you let Xing Wuyun seduce that second lady?"
"If he succeeds, you'll know the reason." Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi, thinking that he would leave soon, perhaps this parting would not end.
For some unknown reason, she suddenly became sentimental, and suddenly felt that she was becoming more and more sentimental now, she laughed at herself to restrain her thoughts, regained her usual evil smile, and took Ye Meixi into her arms, "Master is reluctant to let you go, Of course let him go."
"If you let Meixi go, that person will definitely not survive tomorrow." Ye Meixi's eyes dimmed, and she said coldly.
Feng Aotian smiled and looked at Mu Hanyao, who was as cold as ice. He turned around and took Lan Jingshu into his arms, "There is still a good show to watch today." After saying that, he flew around and took Lan Jingshu Leave first.
Ye Meixi also followed closely, Mu Hanyao looked at the distant figure, a gloom flashed in the bottom of his eyes, and he also caught up.
When the four of them walked to this bamboo forest, all the bamboos had been cut off, Feng Aotian's mouth curled into a bright smile, and he looked at Lan Jingshu, "Tell me, what did you find at that time?"
"I followed the rut print to this place, and saw no traces in front of me. Then I saw a broken bamboo in front of me, and there were some salt grains in the bamboo leaves. When the wind blew, some salt fell on me. The top of their heads, the ministers will know how they transport salt." Lan Jingshu analyzed.
"Well, how?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.
"They placed the salt bag on two bamboos, and then pulled it back, and the salt bag flew forward with the elasticity of the bamboo." Lan Jingshu continued.
"En." Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu, "How much weight do you think this bamboo can bear, and even if it bears this weight, how far can it fly?"
"Now that the bamboo has been chopped down, this minister can't estimate it." Lan Jingshu then replied.
"If you cut it, do you think there is no clue?" Feng Aotian sneered, then looked at Ye Meixi, "A bag of salt should be as heavy as you."
"Master..." Ye Meixi quickly said coquettishly, "How can you take Meixi's weight and a bag of salt as an example?"
"Master, try it." Feng Aotian said, then stretched out his hand to embrace Ye Meixi in his arms, weighed it, then tapped his toes, hanging in the air, then stepping on the half-broken bamboo, flying away .
Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanyao looked at each other and saw Feng Aotian flying back again, but Ye Meixi was not in her arms.
Feng Aotian spun down, then took Lan Jingshu into his arms, then flew up, followed Shicai's practice, bounced out again, and then returned.
In front of Xuanluo and Mu Hanyao, Mu Hanyao took a step back, "Your Highness, I don't need this minister."
"I want it." Feng Aotian took a step forward, then raised his hands, hooked his neck, and fell into his arms, "Your weight should be heavier, it's just right for you, so you can learn from Shicai's. Move, take your father over there."
"Yes." Mu Hanyao's already stern face couldn't help but darken a little, then he looked at Feng Aotian in his arms, a big man was holding another man, he suddenly felt weird, he imitated Feng Aotian's appearance , then flew up, stepped on the bamboo just now, and bounced out.
The sky in the early morning was already cold, and there were bursts of cold wind blowing on Feng Aotian's blue silk. She squinted her eyes and leaned against Mu Hanyao's arms. After a while, Mu Hanyao turned around and fell to the ground. .
Raising his eyes, he saw Ye Meixi and Lan Jingshu standing beside him. Ye Meixi looked at Feng Aotian leaning against Mu Hanyao's arms. It was not a good feeling, and then he stepped forward, "Master, is this place right?"
"After three tries, it should be." Feng Aotian lowered his head and searched for traces. In all directions, she walked from the starting point many times, and finally found clues.
"Master, why didn't they remove the traces here?" Ye Meixi thought that these people were too careless.
Feng Aotian sneered, "They are too conceited."
"My lord, since we have found the trace, we should be able to find where they transported the official salt?" Lan Jingshu reminded aside.
"En." Feng Aotian looked at the other three, "Let's go, go and have a look."
"I don't know something about this minister." Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian and asked.
"What's the matter?" Feng Aotian asked.
"Why didn't they transport the official salt out of Lianghuai, but hid it here?" Mu Hanyao thought if normal people would do this, so as to avoid future troubles.
"Master asks you, who usually robs official salt?" Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao and asked in a cold voice.
"Bandits." Mu Hanyao asked immediately.
"If you think about it carefully, the imperial court will generally arrange the transportation of official salt. Besides, I remember that this official salt was collected on purpose, and it is very thorough. These bandits have been ambushed here early in the morning. , why did they choose that hiding spot, depending on the wind direction, there will be different hiding spots in different wind directions, so why did they choose that spot as the hiding spot?" Feng Aotian said slowly.
"They knew early in the morning that Guan Yan would arrive at that place that night." Mu Hanyao then replied.
"Well, this place is very secretive. The robbers are basically reckless and reckless. How could they have thought of such a sophisticated way of transporting salt?" Feng Ao Tianfu asked again.
"Stealing and stealing, collusion inside and outside." Ye Meixi said coolly.
"Who are the traitors? If they weren't robbers, what would they do with so much official salt?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.
"Now in addition to the military camp, there is also the palace, so there is no need to use such a large amount of salt." Lan Jingshu also replied.
"There is another place, Cao Yun." Ye Meixi thought of Cao Yun, and then she remembered the woman named Le Ling, and looked at Feng Aotian.
Feng Aotian coughed dryly and stared back at Ye Meixi, "Caoyun is one aspect."
"That's the military camp." Mu Hanyao said in a deep voice, "But, if the military camp, why would you want to rob the official salt unless..."
Feng Aotian nodded, "If someone secretly raises soldiers, they will definitely need a lot of food and grass."
"Your Highness means that this is the place where their troops are stationed?" Mu Hanyao's eyes became even more gloomy, no wonder she asked him to bring the army here, it turned out to be a deterrent.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "What is the use of the troops? Caoyun is now winning over people's hearts. If someone in the Lianghuai rebels, then the entire people will also rebel. If this is the case, how many people will die by then?"
Mu Hanyao was silent, he once thought of rebelling, especially in the quarry over the past few years, when he saw that people were struggling, Feng Guoguo was not like a country, and a family was not like a home, but now, looking at her, his eyes flashed A touch of sadness, if there is a real rebellion, it will be the people who will suffer.
"My lord, what should I do now?" Mu Hanyao collected his thoughts and then asked.
"Stay still, let's see how many troops they have, and who is the messenger behind this?" Feng Aotian's eyes shattered with a cold light, "I'm afraid there is more involved than that."
"What does the lord mean?" Mu Hanyao looked at the deep light in her eyes. To be able to station troops here must be a powerful force. Then, who is it? Must be someone of high authority.
In this dynasty, the emperor who can compete with the regent is the emperor. Everyone knows that the emperor is just a puppet, so who is the real manipulator? Is that the indomitable queen mother, really the queen mother
Lan Jingshu also thought of this, his eyes flashed with darkness, so, is his father involved again
If so, when did these soldiers and horses exist
Feng Aotian smiled and said, "They won't do it now, if this king, they wouldn't choose at this time.