"You know?" Mu Hanjin paused, turned his eyes, and looked at him.
"Well, you were drunk that day and lost your words after drinking." Leng Qianye put away his anger and couldn't bear to look at him, "She is really so good, is she worth your life?"
"I was born for her, and my destiny cannot be violated, but I expected that I would fall in love with her." Mu Hanyao chuckled, "If it wasn't for waiting for her, I would have died long ago."
"I don't understand." Leng Qianye stared at Mu Hanjin's thin figure, revealing endless loneliness.
Mu Hanjin smiled and said, "You will understand later."
"Why can't Dudu be attracted to her?" Leng Qianye asked inexplicably.
"If you are attracted to her, it will activate the love poison in my body." Mu Hanjin said lightly.
"How about that?" Leng Qianye thought that there might be a way.
"He will vomit blood every three days, and after a year, he will gradually age, until he vomits blood and dies." Mu Hanjin turned to look at Leng Qianye, "Brother Leng, Han Jin has something to ask for."
"You asked me to keep a secret." Leng Qianye's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.
"Yes." Mu Hanjin replied, "I have been suppressing the spread of toxins in my body these days, but the first time I vomited blood after the martial arts started, I knew that my heart was out of control, even if I How to resist repression will not help.”
"You... how much time do you have?" Leng Qianye felt a slight pain in his heart, and immediately hated Feng Aotian. If it wasn't for her, how could they have been tortured so much, and they had to watch their closest loved ones in front of them. Slowly dying, but powerless.
Mu Hanjin turned his eyes and looked at him, "At most five years, at least three years."
"What?" Leng Qianye couldn't believe it, his hands clenched into fists, "What if I kill her?"
"Love has moved. If you kill her, I will die with her." Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Qianye, "As long as I live for a day, I will not allow anyone to hurt her."
"Han Jin, why are you doing this? I don't understand." Leng Qianye shook his head and looked at the brother who grew up with him. How many of them have experienced so many lives and deaths, why is it at this time
"Brother Leng, please promise me." Mu Hanjin's long and narrow eyes were full of begging.
Leng Qianye took a few steps back, stared at him, and finally sighed, turned and turned his back to him, "I hope you won't regret it in the future."
Feng Yinqi was pacing back and forth in the Emperor's Bedroom, a small figure, looking very anxious, when Defu entered, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Can Mu Hanjin come back?"
"Back to the emperor, Concubine Mu said that he is tired. If the emperor has something important, we will discuss it in the morning." Defu bowed his head and replied.
Feng Yinqi breathed a sigh of relief, and then lay back on the dragon's couch, "I am tired, you should step back."
"Yes." Defu glanced at Feng Aotian with some doubts, and then backed out.
In the Queen Mother's palace, Xing Zhiyan walked back and forth, listening to the spy's report, her eyes flashed coldly, "The regent really went, she actually transferred Mu Hanyao."
"Yes, the Empress Dowager." The man in black replied.
"Fortunately, Peony is there, it should be foolproof. If the situation is irreversible, all the people and horses will be withdrawn, and the relevant people will be cut to the root." Xing Zhiyan's apricot eyes flashed coldly, "Let Peony act carefully, it must not be Show your feet."
"Yes." The man in black replied, then backed out.
"The Empress Dowager, this matter has been peaceful for all these years, and this time there should be no accident." Guo Hui comforted him from the side.
Xing Zhiyan said in a deep voice, "I don't know why, these days, I always feel uneasy."
"The Empress Dowager, you must be thinking too much." Guo Hui went on to say, and he took the ginseng soup from the palace maid and handed it to her, "The Empress Dowager, you can rest assured, if there is anything going on there, Peony will definitely come at any time. Reported."
"Has the emperor taken the tonics sent by Ai's family in the past few days?" Xing Zhiyan took the ginseng soup and asked in a low voice.
"Every day." Guo Hui quickly replied.
"Well, that's fine." Xing Zhiyan finished drinking the ginseng soup and sighed, "If the matter is really irreversible, some people will accompany Aijia on the road."
The sky was getting brighter, Feng Aotian and Lan Jingshu were just looking good, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Ye Meixi also stayed up all night, and just lay on the soft couch and watched her all night.
Mu Hanyao stood in the courtyard for a day, wondering what he was thinking.
Xing Wuyun rested in the pavilion for a night, woke up faintly, looked at the scene in front of him, still had a wanton smile on the corner of his mouth, and went into the room to wash.
Feng Aotian stepped forward and came to Ye Meixi, "Is it enough after watching it all night?"
"No." Ye Meixi has been entangled in whether Wang Ye looks good in women's clothes or men's clothes.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes to the side, looking at his thoughtful appearance, raised his hand and pinched his ear, "What are you thinking about?"
After Xing Wuyun washed up, he walked out, lightly lifted his clothes, sat down casually, poured a cup of tea, took a few sips, but still felt bitter, suddenly remembered, how could he not drink the bitter taste of the tea Feng Aotian drank last night , Could it be that the tea served is different
He glanced sideways, looked at Jingxi who was setting dinner, stepped forward and stared at him, "Give me some of the kind of tea that the lord tasted last night."
"Young Master Xing, what you only drink is what the lord drinks." Jingxi bowed her head and replied.
"Really?" Xing Wuyun then turned around, sat down again, then poured another cup, still bitter, turned his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, then poured another cup and handed it to her, "My lord, please have some tea."
Feng Aotian took the teacup suspiciously, took a sip, and looked at him, "What's wrong?"
Xing Wuyun took the teacup that Feng Aotian had drank, then took a sip, staring at her in surprise, "How is this possible?"
Feng Aotian raised his hand and hit him on the head, "You're drinking your tea again."
Xing Wuyun didn't care about the pain in his head, he put the tea cup down, feeling strange, then he took another sip of the tea he just had, and then he took another sip of the tea that Feng Aotian had drank, and kept repeating until the cup ran out of water. Tengdi got up from his chair and rushed out.
Feng Aotian looked at his strange expression, turned his eyes, and looked at Ye Meixi, "Okay, stop looking, eat."
Ye Meixi followed Feng Aotian's strength, got down on the soft couch, and went to wash and change clothes.
Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu, "I'll tell you later what you found."
"Yes." Lan Jingshu was very rewarding that night, so even though he stayed up all night, he was in a good mood.
Mu Hanyao stepped into the house, looked at the harmonious scene in the house, lowered his head and said, "Your Highness."
"Go wash up and have breakfast." Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Mu Hanyao's gloomy face, and said lightly.
"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied, then turned to leave.
After breakfast was over, Xing Wuyun entered the room with his head down and dejected, raised his eyes, saw Feng Aotian, and said in a low voice, "My lord, this minister has something to ask for."
"Except for finding a woman." Feng Aotian got up and ignored him.
"My lord, if the ministers don't go looking for women, they may die, tangled to death." Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian and sighed.
"Then you'll be tangled to death, then, the Lord will give you a good coffin." Feng Aotian said coldly, then sat down and looked at Lan Jingshu, "Tell me."
"These files are all the files of these soldiers, as well as the sources and sources of their food and grass over the years. In recent years, they have not only robbed officials of salt in the name of robbers, but also increased taxes in the name of the government to hoard food and grass. ." Lan Jingshu continued, "There must be collusion between the government and the government."
"Well, what else?" Feng Aotian said lightly.
"And this one is the list of court officials who have contacted them over the years, as well as their strongholds in various places." Lan Jingshu said immediately.
"Well, not bad." Feng Aotian nodded, "However, do you know who colluded with Liang Huai?"
"This...I haven't found out yet." Lan Jingshu replied.
"This king will give you two days to thoroughly find out the officials involved in the two Huaihuai cases. Also, there are about 100,000 horses in that place. Last night, the grass and the snakes were stunned. Presumably the people and horses have been hidden and there is no trace to be found. This matter is a little bit. We will discuss it later, the Guanyan case will be completely solved the day after tomorrow." Feng Aotian said solemnly.
"Yes, I obey!" Lan Jingshu's warm eyes showed joy for the first time.
Ye Meixi snorted coldly, then took Feng Aotian's hand and leaned to the side.
"What are you humming?" Xing Wuyun asked in a low voice.
"Master, you are really partial." Ye Meixi muttered in dissatisfaction.
"Why are you biased?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Meixi.
"Actually, you knew early on what this official salt was involved in, but you just saw that someone couldn't stand it alone, so you came to help him, including the fake second lady in Caoyun, and the place where the troops were stationed. I'm afraid it's you. I should have known it in the morning." Ye Meixi raised her eyebrows and stared at Lan Jingshu with a jealous face, clarifying everything.
Lan Jingshu's delighted face, with a hint of darkness at the moment, looked at Feng Aotian, it turned out that she came to help him on purpose.
Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and pulled Ye Meixi into his arms, "Be smart."
"Are you trying to be smart, Master knows, they are like mirrors in their hearts." Ye Meixi leaned against Feng Aotian's arms, bowed her head, and pecked lightly at the corner of her mouth.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Go out with the Lord for a walk."
"Yes." Ye Meixi nodded and left from Feng Aotian's arms. The two flew away.
Mu Hanyao turned his eyes and looked at the figure of the two leaving, his stern face flashed a gloomy look, "Let's go, isn't there a two-day deadline?" He turned around and walked outside the house.
"Ah?" Lan Jingshu was still immersed in Ye Meixi's words, looking up at the figure that Mu Hanyao had left, "Oh."
Then pack up all the files and walk away.
Xing Wuyun lay on the soft couch bored, and finally he was alone, with Erlang's legs crossed, his head resting on his hands, "Jingxi, bring some wine."
"Master Xing, you drank all the wine yesterday." Jingxi said respectfully at the door.
Xing Wuyun's face was startled, "How come there are only so many? Isn't there a lot?"
"That jar of wine seems to have been brought by the prince from the capital, and there is only one jar." Jingxi replied quickly.
Xing Wuyun was silent for a moment, then got up, suddenly a little annoyed, this prince regent, actually playing him, it turned out that she had already planned to use wine to trap him here, thinking of this, she immediately got down on the soft couch, her face revealed fierce Guang, "Go to the best restaurant and buy two jars of good wine for this son."
"Yes." Jingxi was suddenly surprised. He didn't expect that the always kind, smiling Young Master Xing would also have such a horrified side, and quickly turned around and walked away.
Xing Wuyunfu lay back on the soft couch again, "It's useless to trap me. That Wei Zimo has a stubborn temper. If he doesn't come, he will definitely not come."
Feng Aotian took Ye Meixi to a place with beautiful scenery, turned his eyes and looked at him, "Why do you want to be clear?"
"Do you think that Meixi is willing to say it? You want others to think of your goodness, not for your sake." Ye Meixi stretched out her hand and took Feng Aotian into her arms, "I'm afraid that if I leave, there will be no one by my side. Those who can use it, I can't help you here, and I hope that the people you like can appreciate your goodness and help you, so you don't have to work so hard."
Feng Aotian listened to Ye Meixi's words, his heart warmed, he embraced him and leaned in his arms, "I know you will leave the day after tomorrow."
"Well, they've come to pick me up." Even though Ye Meixi had all sorts of reluctance in her heart, she had to wait until this day after all.
Feng Aotian left his embrace, raised his eyes, looked at his glamorous and enchanting face, "Master is with you these two days."
"Okay." Ye Meixi squeezed her hand, "Let's go to Caoyun."
"Huh?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
"Isn't Lord going to see that woman?" Ye Meixi said, then took her hand and flew away.
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth evoked a shallow smile. Perhaps, at this time, she knew that it was such a gratifying thing that someone could know her joys, sorrows and joys so well, and to know her thoughts.
The two fell into Caoyun's side courtyard and saw Le Ling crying by the window.
Feng Aotian stepped forward and came to her, "Le Ling, what's the matter with you?"
Le Ling looked at Feng Aotian, and she burst into tears as she wept, "Your Highness..." Then she got up and fell into her arms.
Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and patted her back, "Le Ling, what happened?"
"Cui'er died and was killed by Erniang." Le Ling cried sadly.
Feng Aotian looked at her, "When did you find out?"
Ye Meixi looked at the woman in front of her, and hurriedly stepped forward and took Feng Aotian into her arms, keeping a distance from her.
Le Ling raised her eyes and looked at the hostility towards her in Ye Meixi's eyes. She quickly restrained her emotions and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I just found out."
"Don't be sad, everything will calm down." Feng Aotian looked at her, "Are you all ready?"
"Yeah." Le Ling nodded, "Everything is waiting for your instructions."
"Okay, don't be too sad, this queen will come back tomorrow." Feng Aotian looked at Le Ling and said softly.
Le Ling nodded, slightly blessed, "Le Ling has been rude just now."
"It's okay." Feng Aotian wanted to help her back to the room, but Ye Meixi took her into his arms.
Feng Aotian thought that he would only be with him for two days, so he let his temper go on and said, "Then the king will leave first."
After that, the two flew away.
Le Ling watched the figure leave and was silent for a long time.
Feng Aotian walked with Ye Meixi on the streets of Lianghuai. Because of the appearance of the two, they attracted the attention of countless people, but Ye Meixi held Feng Aotian's hand without any scruples. The regent of the dynasty, who has such courage, the two men walked so intimately in broad daylight.
Feng Aotian was a little helpless, thinking that this was the first time for her, but seeing Ye Meixi being so stubborn, he followed his wishes.
After a while, someone started to whisper, "It's really going downhill."
"You said that these two are extremely beautiful. If the prince regent saw them, would they beat the mandarin ducks and bring them into the harem together?"
"I'll see."
"Haha, aren't the two of them a pair of hard-to-haves?"
Ye Meixi listened, raised her eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, "He's right, Meixi and Ye are hard-fought couples."
Feng Aotian's eyes flickered as she stared at him. Maybe at this moment, she had a slight urge to want him to stay by her side. However, there are too many helpless things in this world. There are also her concerns.
Ye Meixi can understand Feng Aotian's painstaking efforts. The reason why she understands it and sees it through is that she is fascinated by her unknowingly, so deeply trapped in it that she cannot extricate herself.
The two wandered on the bustling streets, admiring the scenery in front of them, while others regarded them as the scenery.
Suddenly, a person rushed up and quickly knelt on the ground, "Xiaguan, see the regent!"
As soon as these words came out, the huge street was suddenly silent, and then, the people turned pale with fright, knelt on the ground quickly, and shouted in unison, "See the regent! The prince is a thousand years old, a thousand thousand years old!"
Feng Aotian was about to answer when he saw someone rushing over with a kitchen knife, Ye Meixi quickly blocked in front of her, stretched out his hand, blocked the kitchen knife, and kicked the person down.
Feng Aotian raised her eyes and saw that the kitchen knife pierced Ye Meixi's arm. Her eyes turned cold, and she slapped the person lying on the ground, "Looking for death!"
Immediately afterwards, she heard a scream of killing, and suddenly hundreds of men in black attacked her, and the people fled in fright, and the scene was very chaotic.
Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi, "How can you be so stupid, he can't hurt the Lord."
"Even if your master's martial arts are strong, Meixi hopes to rush ahead and block you." Ye Meixi smiled lightly, letting blood on her arm, she didn't care.
Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, pressed her wound, and said solemnly, "Kill, not a single one."
"Yes." Po replied in a deep voice, and immediately, a cloud of black mist swept over and surrounded the entire street.
Feng Aotian embraced Ye Meixi, flew away, and returned to Xingyuan.
The once prosperous street turned into a sea of blood in an instant, and the wreckage was all over it, no doubt it was no longer a reminder of the fierce fight that had just happened.
A touch of red enchanting stood in the largest restaurant, with glamorous eyes revealing a cloud that could not be seen clearly, just like his appearance under the veil.
"Master, the regent's methods are really cruel." The guard on the side said in a low voice.
"It's just that they don't know how to live or die." Wei Zimo ignored her, opened her lips lightly, and turned around.
Xing Wuyun was drinking wine and lying on the soft couch in a comfortable mood. Suddenly, the room was kicked open, and he saw Feng Aotian's gloomy face, and Ye Meixi's arms were dripping with blood.
He hurriedly got up from the soft couch, threw the jug aside, and looked at Feng Aotian, "That... the courtier is going to get the golden medicine."
After that, he turned around and walked out, looking at Jingxi, "Where is Jinchuang Medicine?"
"It seems to be in this room." Jingxi quickly took Xing Wuyun over.
Xing Wuyun pushed open the door, rushed in, saw a few porcelain jars on the side, found the golden medicine, and turned back.
Feng Aotian tore the clothes on Ye Meixi's arm, looking at the cut place, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Master said, your body belongs to him, you are not allowed to be touched, you are injured now Now, how do you let the Lord punish you?"
The corner of Ye Meixi's mouth evoked a charming smile, "Let's do it with you."
Feng Aotian snorted coldly, Xing Wuyun hurriedly handed Jinchuang medicine to her, she raised her eyes and looked at him, "Go and fetch a basin of water."
At this time, Jingxi had brought the water in, and Xing Wuyun hurriedly took the water and put it in one place.
Feng Aotian picked up the cotton cloth, wet it, and cleaned Ye Meixi's wounds. He raised his eyes and looked at each other. The corners of his mouth were always smiling, and his beautiful eyes were slightly curved. style.
After the medicine was applied, I bandaged him, "I don't know how to cherish my body in front of my grandfather, what if I go back?"
"I will take good care of it." Ye Meixi looked at her, "It's fine, it's just a minor injury."
Feng Aotian stopped talking, and covered him with a thin quilt, "Keep it up, you are not allowed to go anywhere for these two days."
"Go with me." Ye Meixi held her hand and said.
"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, then turned to look at Xing Wuyun, "Okay, nothing to do with you here."
Xing Wuyun suddenly felt that Feng Aotian had the meaning of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge. He took a deep look at her, then took the jug out of the room, walked to the pavilion last night and sat down, drinking on his own.
In the palace, because Mu Hanjin didn't go to the morning court yesterday, so two days' worth of memorials were not approved. After Mu Hanjin approved the memorial overnight, he put it in front of Feng Yinqi the next morning.
Feng Yinqi looked at the pile of papers in front of him, picked up the most important comments, and did the rest according to Mu Hanjin's wishes. In the past few days, the morning court without the Prince Regent seems to be easier than ever. Many, Baiguan feels more like returning to spring from winter.
After the morning court, Feng Yinqi deliberately asked Mu Hanjin to stay. Inside the golden palace, he said, "Yushi Mu, you didn't attend the morning court yesterday, did you take leave?"
"Report to the emperor, the matter is urgent, and the minister will have time to take leave." Mu Hanjin, dressed in a purple official robe, replied warmly.
"What's the urgency?" Feng Yinqi asked in a low voice with a sullen face.
"It's about the safety of the prince, so I didn't take leave in time." Mu Hanjin replied directly.
Feng Yinqi's eyes flashed with worry, "Is Uncle Wang okay?"
"Fortunately, there is no danger." Mu Hanjin replied in a low voice, "Your Majesty, if there is no other important matter, the minister will retire first."
"Let's step back." Feng Yinqi waved his hands and said, watching Mu Hanjin's back to leave, a trace of sadness appeared on his tender face, he sighed, got up from the dragon chair, and walked out of the Golden Palace indifferently.
In the government office, Lan Jingshu questioned all the officials one by one. Under the scorching sun, the officials who were executed since that day, and the remaining officials have now arrived.
After the interrogation experience last time, now, Lan Jingshu seems to be more handy, showing a fierce spirit, and reviewing them one by one.
Mu Hanyao stood on the spot, looking into the distance, thinking about the current situation. It has been three days in Lianghuai, but many things have happened. He feels that he is more suitable for fighting on the battlefield, rather than investigating these intrigues here. A trick of intrigue.
Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi and looked at her with a smile in her eyes. There was a faint warm light in her heart. Perhaps, no one has ever stood in front of her recklessly. Since her rebirth, she has been running around. The days of calculating, planning, and constantly shuttle between them, but to win over useful talents, what she did has nothing to do with feelings.
She had a plan for Ye Meixi, but, with what happened today, she looked at him, "You actually know why I let you go back."
"I understand." Ye Meixi nodded and looked at her, "This is my choice."
Feng Aotian clenched his hand, he was as smart as him, how could he not know that he drowned out all his brilliance, but he just wanted to stay by her side so willfully, but the current situation, the situation , even if he stays by his side, he won't make a difference, he will have hatred and regret, and she will have a lot less help.
"Master, the assassins are all resolved." Po's voice sounded.
Feng Aotian's eyes shattered into a cold light, "Have you cut off their right arms?"
"According to the master's order, they were all cut down." Po said coldly.
"Okay, put it on that street, and no one is allowed to collect the body." Feng Aotian said coldly, "This king wants to let them know what will happen to those who dare to assassinate in the street."
"Yes." Po replied.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at Ye Meixi, "Master's people, if anyone dares to get hurt in the slightest, he will have his bones broken."
Ye Meixi knew Feng Aotian's temper. In this position, if he was not ruthless, others would be ruthless towards him. The reason why he had fallen to such a level was because he was not ruthless enough.
Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and stroked Ye Meixi's cheek, "Close your eyes and go to sleep."
"Okay." Ye Meixi nodded, slowly closing her eyes, still holding her hand, and fell asleep peacefully.
After Mu Hanjin went to court, he went straight to the Inspectorate. Everything was business as usual. After he was busy with his official duties, he returned to the Prince Regent's mansion. As soon as he returned to Qinghui Pavilion, he felt a pain in his heart, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body shook. , and fell to the ground.
Leng Qianye was reading a book, and when he saw Mu Hanjin like this, he hurried forward and helped him up, sighing, "Why do you do this?"
Mu Hanjin smiled and said, "No problem."
Following Leng Qianye's strength, he got up and went back to the house, "Brother Leng, are you healthy?"
"Well, much better." Leng Qianye nodded, looking at Mu Hanjin's pale face.
Mu Hanjin then sat cross-legged and healed his injuries. Leng Qianye looked at him, shook his head, turned around, left the house, walked to the courtyard, looked at the scenery in front of him, and suddenly couldn't let out a sigh of relief, raised his palm, A palm hit the fake stone in front of him, and with a "touch", the whole stone was shattered.
He turned around, sat on the stone bench, picked up the scroll and continued to read, returning to his usual indifferent expression.
At this time, Feng Aotian was leaning on the side, watching Ye Meixi taking a nap, thinking about it, suddenly, her heart ached, her eyes flashed with a coldness, shouldn't he vomit blood again? Thinking of this, he said solemnly, "When will the news of the palace be reported?"
"It will take two hours at the earliest." Po Ying said.
"Report immediately if you have news." Feng Aotian said in a deep voice, vaguely having a bad premonition.
About an hour later, Mu Hanjin stopped his work, pressed his chest, and felt that his qi and blood were smooth. Then he went to bed, pushed open the door, and walked out. His body was already thin, but after running around for the past two days, he lost weight.
Huanxi came over with the soup, "Master, this is the soup that the lord ordered you to drink every day."
"Well." Mu Hanjin took the soup and drank it in one gulp, then walked to Leng Qianye, "Brother Leng, since your body has recovered, today, I will take you out of the house and go back to the house to have a look. "
"Can I leave the house?" Leng Qianye put down the scroll in his hand and asked in disbelief.
"Well, if you have any questions, I will bear them all." Mu Hanjin said warmly, then looked at Huanxi, "Huanxi, go get your clothes ready."
"Yes." Huanxi replied and left immediately.
Leng Qianye's handsome face was coated with a layer of soft light. He raised his eyes and looked at the sky at this moment. It was so broad.
Mu Hanjin took Leng Qianye out of Qinghui Pavilion and out of the palace, but was stopped by Eunuch Feng, "Concubine Mu, without the token of the prince, General Leng cannot leave the palace."
"Eunuch Feng, the palace will naturally report to the prince, and this palace will follow. Eunuch Feng can rest assured." Mu Hanjin still had an indifferent expression, wearing a crescent brocade robe, which was as elegant as jade.
Eunuch Feng raised his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye by his side. He was dressed in purple robes, as if he had descended to the world.
He raised his eyes slightly, "Concubine Mu, please! General Leng, please!"
Mu Hanjin and Leng Qianye stepped out of the palace. Leng Qianye looked at the scenery outside the palace, and his eyes seemed to be filled with light. One step, the third step, until... After getting on the carriage and walking through the bustling streets, he didn't believe that he finally got out of the cage that had trapped him for two years.
He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "That day, when you stepped out of the palace, did you feel the same way?"
"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, "Yes, but now I want to be trapped in the palace for the rest of my life and don't want to come out."
Leng Qianye looked sideways and looked at Mu Hanjin, who was silent. The carriage was silent. The two of them had their own thoughts until the carriage stopped, "Concubine Mu, here we are."
The curtain was lifted, and Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Qianye, "Brother Leng, here we are."
Leng Qianye couldn't believe it, "Arrived?"
"Well." Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, then got off the carriage first, looked up, and saw the big characters "Lengfu" hanging upright.
Leng Qianye got off the carriage, just like when he returned to Mu Mansion last time, the surprise and disbelief in the eyes of the servants at the door, he hurriedly greeted Leng Qianye.
Even though Leng Qianye was excited, he was still as indifferent as his temperament, unwilling to show any emotions, but walked slowly into the Leng Mansion, taking every step with great force.
In the distance, the old lady Leng was also tremblingly supported and walked over. Beside her, there was a beautiful woman about fifteen or sixteen years old, with tears in her eyes, looking at Leng Qianye, she was even more excited.
Leng Qianye raised his hand, lifted the hem of his clothes, then knelt down on his knees and kowtowed deeply, but did not speak.
"Big brother!" The woman in front of her hurriedly knelt on the ground, greeted him, and then fell into his arms, crying bitterly.
Old Madam Leng moved forward slowly, looking at Leng Qianye's face, reaching out and stroking it over and over again, she didn't shed a single tear, but said solemnly, "The man has gold under his knees, how can a man from the Leng family be Kneel down easily!"
Leng Qianye raised her eyes and looked at her elderly mother, whom she hadn't seen for many years, gritted her teeth, concealed her inner fluctuations, and whispered, "Mother."
"It's good to come back." Madam Leng's eyes were wet and she said softly, "Get up and go see your ancestors."
"Yes." Leng Qianye got up quickly, straightened his back, and supported the old lady Leng to walk forward.
The woman who fell into Leng Qianye's arms and cried slowly got up, looked at Mu Hanjin, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and called out in a low voice, "Brother Hanjin."
"Sister Peihan, I haven't seen you for a long time." Mu Hanjin said warmly, still with such an elegant expression.
"Yeah, I haven't seen you for a long time, and brother Han Jin still hasn't changed." The woman in front of her, dressed in a pale pink dress, was slim, with a bit of heroic spirit between her brows. She had a three-point resemblance to Leng Qianye. Pretty.
Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Qianye who had gone far, "Sister Peihan, go get together with your elder brother."
"Okay." Peihan saluted slightly, then turned to leave.
Mu Hanjin walked out of the Leng Mansion, walked into the carriage, closed his eyes and rested.
In an instant, another hour passed, Feng Aotian opened his eyes, looked out the window, and said coldly, "Is there any news?"
"Yes, Master, the news just came that Concubine Mu vomited blood again." Po hurriedly replied.
"Spit blood?" Feng Aotian thought about why he vomited blood again, is it because he was too tired to run around all day, and suddenly cursed in a low voice, he was already thin, and he didn't know how to take care of himself.
"Do you know why you vomited blood?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.
"I don't know, I vomited blood as soon as I returned to the manor. I was afraid that I would be found out because I was too close. I didn't hear it." Po coldly replied.
Feng Aotian sighed, "Let him go."
Ye Meixi raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master is thinking about him, right?"
"Master doesn't care about him." Feng Aotian snorted coldly and looked at Ye Meixi, "Are you feeling better?"
"Yeah." Ye Meixi smiled lightly, "It turns out that the master is also a tough-mouthed and soft-hearted master."
"It's getting more and more presumptuous now." Feng Aotian's eyes sank as he stared at Ye Meixi coldly.
He chuckled softly, "It's only two days anyway, so what if you're presumptuous?"
Feng Aotian was about to open his mouth when he saw a pale yellow figure stumbling in, smelling of alcohol all over his body.
"Jingxi, you are not allowed to give him alcohol in the future." Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun's drunkenness and said solemnly.
Xing Wuyun hurriedly stepped forward, walked to Feng Aotian, propped on the soft couch with one hand, and placed one hand on her shoulder, with the smell of alcohol spraying from his nose, slowly moving forward, watching her.
Feng Aotian frowned, stretched out his hand and pushed him away, "Jingxi, take him out."
Xing Wuyun immediately lay on the ground, "It's better to drink wine, and get rid of thousands of sorrows when you get drunk!"
Ye Meixi leaned against Feng Aotian's arms, looked at Xing Wuyun who was unconscious on the ground, and looked sideways, "Master, what's the use of keeping a drunk?"
"He..." Feng Aotian's eyes flashed with slyness, "The No. 1 brothel in the capital is his property. Over the years, he is the only one who has the ability to avoid the Lord. Do you think he is as free and easy as he looks on the surface? "
"What do you mean?" Ye Meixi continued to stare at Xing Wuyun, "Master, when Meixi returns, is there no place for Meixi by your side?"
"Why?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
"There are 3,000 beautiful men in the harem, one more than me is not much, and one less is not more than me." Ye Meixi said sourly.
Feng Aotian raised his voice and smiled, "Well, that makes sense. If you keep your grandfather waiting for too long, your grandfather may forget you."
"Sure enough, all men in the world are lucky." Ye Meixi couldn't help sighing.
Feng Aotian laughed loudly, "Aren't you a boy?"
"Except me." Ye Meixi curled her lips into a charming smile, leaned forward, and kissed her lips.
In the Leng Mansion, Leng Qianye bowed to the ancestral hall, looked at the old lady Leng, lowered her head and said, "Mother, the child is leaving, I will come to see you another day."
"Okay, Qianye, you have to remember that the Leng family man would rather not bend." Old Madam Leng said forcefully with a cold frown on her brows.
"Children, remember the teachings of mother." Leng Qianye bowed respectfully to Mrs. Leng, then turned around and walked outside the mansion.
"Mother, I'm going to see my eldest brother." Peihan said, and followed Leng Qianye out of the Leng Mansion.
"Sister, thanks to you taking care of my mother these years." Leng Qianye looked at the younger sister in front of her, full of guilt.
"As long as my brother is all right, in the future, I will find a sister-in-law, so my sister will not have to work hard." Peihan smiled and joked.
Leng Qianye's eyes dimmed. He never knew what would happen in the future. Now that the Prince Regent has not returned, anything could happen. He doesn't know if he will be able to come back alive next time.
"Sister, take care, remember, and take good care of your mother." Leng Qianye stretched out his hand and stroked Peihan's cheek. Over the years, he has been traveling around the world, fighting all year round, and rarely returning home. Seeing that the little girl who used to be now has grown up Being a slim daughter's home, he felt a lot of emotion in his heart.
"Brother, don't worry, no matter what happens, my sister will guard this house and wait for my brother to come back." Peihan's eyes were firm. Has an indomitable spirit.