Leng Qianye heard the sound of the report outside, and then turned around, and saw a silver-gray figure falling down gracefully, and walked forward. Unable to feel pain in her heart, she frowned slightly, raised her eyes, and looked at him, "You..."
"Brother Huang, I haven't seen you for two years, you don't remember Brother Huang?" The man in front of him immediately got up and walked towards her slowly.
Feng Aotian froze in place, staring at the man walking towards her, which overlapped with the image engraved in her mind, with a warm and jade-like temperament, the gentle breeze between his brows, and a shallow smile on the corners of his mouth. God is handsome, this... how can it be
She frowned quickly, recalling the situation that day, she clearly saw him lying breathlessly in the coffin, she clearly stroked his face, but it was cold and biting, she obviously sent him into the imperial mausoleum in person, but , Now, who is this man who appeared in front of her? Why does he have the same appearance as him
There was a flash of coldness in her eyes, and suddenly it appeared in her mind that that day was at the border. She saw the figure she missed that day and night, and immediately chased it out, until she reached the woods, and saw the figure turned her back to him.
Full of joy, she walked towards him slowly, calling softly, "Brother Huang..."
The figure gradually turned around, the same face, the same smile, the same breath, she fell into his arms excitedly, and her chest suddenly hurt, she raised her eyes and met his warm eyes, but there was a It was a cold light, bowed his head, and a poisoned arrow feather was inserted into his chest, reaching his heart.
With a smile on her lips, she chose to forget this memory. She would rather think about his well-being, rather than him sending herself into Huangquan himself. Feng Aotian sighed faintly. The predecessor at that time wanted to get rid of it, right? , she suffered for two whole years, and tried every means to make herself miss him less, but this kind of miss seemed to penetrate deep into the bone marrow, making her more and more crazy, so she willingly died of that person in the hands, without any regrets.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes slightly, restraining the bitterness and killing intent in his heart, raised his eyes and looked at him, but the light in his eyes was unusually gentle, as if he was about to melt the spring water, and said softly, "Brother Huang, really You?"
"Imperial brother." The gentle light of the man in front of him flashed a faint light, and he called softly.
Feng Aotian's eyes were filled with tears, as if he saw the person he missed day and night, he opened his arms and threw himself in his arms. This sudden situation caused Leng Qianye on one side to be confused. Mu Hanjin looked at the scene in front of him, and his gentle eyes flashed with sadness, and walked in.
The man in front of him did not expect Feng Aotian to be so active, he lowered his eyes, looked at the person in his arms, hugged her delicate body, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
Feng Aotian withdrew from his arms and raised a bright smile like never before, "Brother Huang, are you still alive?"
"Well, you have suffered for the past two years." The man said softly.
Feng Aotian shook his head, stretched out his hand, raised his hand, and stroked it carefully, "Brother Huang, I knew you wouldn't die, you will definitely come back."
"Brother Huang..." The man in front of him looked at her with emotion, lowered his head, looked at the ten fingers clasped together, curled up slightly, and used a little strength.
Mu Hanjin stood aside, curled up with the fingers in his sleeves, resisting the urge to step forward and hug her into his arms, watching what was happening in front of him, he was waiting.
"Uncle Wang... Uncle Wang..." Feng Yinqi's voice sounded slowly, breaking the warmth at the moment.
Feng Aotian looked sideways and stepped forward, ignoring Xing Zhiyan who was beside him, but sat down and felt Feng Yinqi's pulse, his eyes flashed coldly, he raised his eyes and shot straight into Xing Zhiyan
Xing Zhiyan had never seen such fierce and intimidating eyes, which made her shudder even more than the man beside her. She held on to meet Feng Aotian's eyes, "Your Highness, you are finally back, the emperor..."
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at the man beside him with his eyebrows slightly curved, "Brother Huang, it's fine for the emperor to leave it to his younger brother."
"Okay, since that's the case, then the royal brother will go back to the queen mother's place first." The man in front of him replied gently.
"Okay, Brother Huang will see you later." Feng Aotian's voice was soft and gentle, and his eyes were filled with joy, "Brother Huang has a lot to say to Brother Huang."
"Okay." The man obviously did not expect Feng Aotian who was in front of him to have such an attitude towards him, his eyes flashed coldly, and then he turned to leave.
Leng Qianye and Mu Hanjin immediately saluted.
Xing Zhiyan also followed the man out of the Imperial Palace.
The smile on the corner of Feng Aotian's mouth followed the man's departure, then retracted in an instant, becoming unusually cold. He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "What are you still doing, you haven't come over yet."
"Yes." Mu Hanjin raised his eyes, met her cold eyes, lowered his head and replied, and then walked towards her, each step felt unusually long.
Seeing that he was walking slowly, Feng Aotian raised his hand and dragged him into his arms, putting his finger on his lips, "Where did the courage to kiss the Lord go that day? Is it back to its original shape again?"
Mu Hanjin's brows and eyes narrowed slightly, and he was in a trance for a while, and then he reacted. He raised his eyes quickly, and met the strange anger in her eyes. A glimmer of light flashed in his gentle eyes. He raised his hands slightly, and clasped hers tightly. Hand, and then put it on his cheek, "I think the prince is still angry."
"What are you angry about?" Feng Aotian looked at him. For some reason, he was always helpless to him. Perhaps, it was because she had been away for a few days and looked at his awkward temperament, so she made such a big decision to stay with her. Beside him, maybe, even if he is very angry, he is reluctant in his heart after all.
"Your Highness..." Mu Hanjin's jade-like face seemed to be plated with a layer of silver light, which was very bright and moving.
Feng Aotian leaned forward slightly, his upturned nose touched his straight nose, and his eyes met, "Don't be awkward with your grandfather in the future, you know?"
"En." Mu Hanjin's long and narrow gentle eyes filled with soft light, and replied softly.
"You are not allowed to be in a daze in front of your grandfather in the future, you know?" Feng Aotian raised his lips slightly and said in a deep voice.
"Okay." Mu Hanjin blinked and replied.
"Don't hide anything from the Lord in the future, you know?" Feng Aotian said coldly again.
"Yes." Mu Hanjin's mind trembled and replied with a slight smile.
Feng Aotian hooked his lips, raised a gorgeous arc, kissed his lips, bit them lightly, then released them, turned his eyes, and looked at Feng Yinqi on the dragon couch, but at this time, his eyes fell on her. On his body, a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Uncle Wang... nephew has finally waited for you."
Mu Hanjin walked away from her, sat aside, and handed the yellow silk handkerchief to Feng Aotian, "My lord, this is what the emperor wrote to you."
"Well." Feng Aotian took the silk handkerchief, looked at the writing on it, turned his eyes, looked at him, "Silly boy." He stretched out his hand, stroked his face, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Go and get three Here comes the teacup."
"Yes." Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and looked at her, obviously hesitant. She must have come back overnight. If bloodletting is done again, how can she endure it with hard work.
Feng Aotian winked at him, signaling him to be at ease, then took out Xing Wuyun's dagger, and waited for Mu Hanjin to bring the teacup over and put it on her wrist, watching that the last scar on the wrist had not faded, now The need to add new scars made him really distressed.
The knife rose and fell, but before he felt any pain, blood was oozing from his wrist, Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "This dagger is really sharp."
Leng Qianye stood in one place, looking at Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin's previous tenderness, his whole body seemed to be hollowed out, and he didn't know how to deal with it? He seemed to understand why Mu Hanjin was so persistent. Her body exudes a charm that others can't reach. Such a person, such tenderness, even a steely person will turn into a dagger. Rou, he lowered his eyes, turned his body sideways, and put his eyes in the distance. For the first time, he felt that he was so superfluous.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "Have all martial arts recovered?"
Leng Qianye was stunned for a moment, then his indifferent face flashed a stunned look, and respectfully replied, "Yes."
"This king will naturally not break his promise to promise you. When I return to the residence, this king will tell you." Feng Aotian said immediately.
"Yes." Leng Qianye felt that he didn't know what to say except this word.
Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, seeing that the three cups of blood were already full, Mu Hanjin had quickly taken out a silk handkerchief to seal her acupuncture point and wrapped the wound.
She smiled and said, "It's okay, it's a big deal to leave some scars."
A flash of complaint flashed across Mu Hanjin's brows, "Go back to the house and get the medicine."
"Okay." Feng Aotian felt that it was a good thing that someone was in charge.
Then he turned around, looked at Feng Yinqi, then took him into his arms and looked at him, "Qi'er, Uncle Wang is by your side and will always be with you. You can't disappoint Uncle Wang."
"Yeah." Feng Yinqi nodded, and answered with anger.
Feng Aotian put the cup against his chapped lips, he tried to open his lips and swallowed the blood slowly, but after drinking half of the cup, he spat it out violently.
Feng Aotian's eyes flashed coldly, his fingers holding the cup clenched tightly, then he raised his head, drank the blood, lowered his head, printed his lips, and crossed into his mouth, placing his other hand on his lips. Back, lose inner strength.
Mu Hanjin stood by and watched, raised his palm, also placed it on Feng Yinqi's back, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Let the minister come."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian blinked at him, then withdrew his palms and concentrated on feeding Feng Yinqi blood until the last drop of blood was fed into his mouth.
Then he got up and picked up Feng Yinqi, "Go back to the house."
"Your Highness, are you not going to see Xian... Your Majesty?" Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian and asked in a low voice.
"He's not the emperor's brother, why did you go to see him?" Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "You ask because you know it."
"But, just now..." Mu Hanjin couldn't help but feel uncomfortable when she thought of Shicai, she fell into his arms so intimately.
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth evoked a charming smile, "Are you jealous?"
Mu Hanjin raised his eyes, looked at her, and said seriously, "Yes."
"Some things have to be put down after all. Lord has struggled for so many years, and suffered for someone who doesn't love Lord for so many years, it's enough." Feng Aotian seemed to be talking to the predecessor of this body, when she was willing When you die, you have already let go of everything, haven't you
Mu Hanjin heard the meaning of the words. It turned out that the person she had kept in her heart for so many years was him
Feng Aotian hugged Feng Yinqi, "Let's go, I'm tired."
"Yes." Mu Hanjin smiled and nodded, and walked out of the emperor's bedroom with her. Leng Qianye followed Mu Hanjin's side, and the three of them tapped their toes and left the palace.
In the empress dowager's palace, the man sat on the throne, Xing Zhiyan bowed and stood aside.
"My lord, the Regent doesn't doubt your identity." Xing Zhiyan said in a low voice.
"Really?" The man changed his warm smile just now, with a cold look between his eyes, "The more so, the more suspicious it is."
"What does the lord mean, she doesn't believe you at all?" Xing Zhiyan asked quickly.
"Well, but if she wants to act, why not let me act with her?" the man said solemnly.
"This subordinate understands." Xing Zhiyan turned her eyes, looked at the face of the man beside her, and thought of the person with the same face again, and she couldn't help but flash a hint of sadness.
Feng Aotian carried Feng Yinqi back to the regent's mansion. Eunuch Feng saw his master coming back with tears in his eyes, and greeted him, "My lord, you are finally back."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and went back to the bedroom. Mu Hanjin and Leng Qianye followed.
Feng Aotian put Feng Yinqi on the bed, then picked up the red pen on the side, wrote the prescription, and then looked at Mu Hanjin, "Go and instruct someone to prepare these herbs and put them in a tub to cook."
"Yes." Mu Hanjin took it and turned around immediately.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye, "You are also tired these two days, so go back and rest first. After this matter is dealt with, this king will go to find you."
"Yes." Leng Qianye bowed his head and replied, this was the first time he had saluted Feng Aotian so respectfully.
Feng Aotian looked at his sudden change and couldn't help but feel strange, thinking about what happened in the mansion these days when she was away
Leng Qianye stepped out of the bedroom, and then returned to Qinghui Pavilion.
Feng Aotian saw that Mu Hanjin walked in quickly, raised his eyes and looked at her.
Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, he stepped forward, put his hand in her palm, "What's wrong?"
"I'm tired." Feng Aotian never expected that such a change would occur. Of course, that person was not the first emperor, nor her emperor's brother Feng Aoyun, but why did he look exactly the same as the emperor's brother
Mu Hanjin stretched out his hand and took her into his arms, letting her find a comfortable position and lean against his arms, "If you are tired, take a break, and when the herbs are ready, I will go and wipe the emperor's body."
"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, then leaned in his arms and closed his eyes for a nap.
Mu Hanjin lowered his eyes, looked at her sleeping peacefully, a contented smile on the corner of his mouth, the thoughts and struggles of these days were entangled, and now, at this moment, when she was leaning against her arms like this, she felt insignificant.
After a while, Eunuch Feng walked into the bedroom and saw that Feng Aotian was leaning against Mu Hanjin's arms, closing his eyes and resting, and hurriedly stepped forward, "Concubine Mu, everything is ready."
"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, then put the person in his arms on the soft couch reluctantly.
Feng Aotian had already opened his eyes, looked at him with a smile, hooked his neck, placed a light kiss on his lips, then got off the soft couch, turned around, picked up Feng Yinqi from the couch, and walked out. the bedroom.
Mu Hanjin sat on the soft couch, reaching out and stroking his cool lips, as if she had her warmth, a slight smile evoked at the corners of his mouth, his elegant face, with a touch of gorgeous color, he Immediately got up, stepped up, followed her footsteps, and the two walked to the warm pavilion.
There were medicinal materials in the tub, Feng Aotian took off the dragon robe on Feng Yinqi, put him in the tub, and then sat cross-legged, hitting his chest with both palms.
Mu Hanjin was also sitting on the back of Feng Yinqi, his palms condensed his inner strength and hit him on the back.
Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanyao said their goodbyes one after another. Mu Hanyao led the group to the border gate, while Lan Jingshu rode in a carriage and set off for the capital.
The wound on his chest has not yet healed, and the wound has just healed. Due to the bumping of the carriage, he stretched out his hand and stroked his chest, sweating lightly on his forehead, and closed his eyes slightly, but the situation in the cave appeared in his mind. He opened his eyes suddenly, and he was suddenly in a cold sweat, how could he have such a dream
He opened the curtain of the car, and a gust of fresh wind blew in, blowing away a little steaming breath from his body, he took a deep breath, and sat back in the carriage again.
Mu Hanyao led the men and horses to speed up the advance. After the 50,000 horses he brought, after leaving Lianghuai, because they had never had such intense training, some of them could not bear it, and some soldiers took advantage of the unpreparedness. To sneak away.
Mu Hanyao looked at the restless soldiers in front of him, and remembered what Feng Aotian said, there are still 10,000 killed after 40,000. Could it be that when he returns to the border, he will kill all the way? However, military law is greater than heaven. If women are benevolent, they will be the ones who will harm them later.
He was ruthless and killed all those who escaped. This time, he shocked many soldiers.
The night was getting darker, Feng Aotian slowly put away his skills, raised his eyes, saw that Feng Yinqi's complexion had slowly recovered, and he was a little relieved.
Mu Hanjin also put away his skills and looked up at her, "The emperor has been rescued."
"Let him rest in the palace these few days." Feng Aotian stepped forward, took Feng Yinqi out of the tub, pulled up the robe beside him, and wrapped him up.
Mu Hanjin nodded with a slight smile, "This Supreme Emperor went to the Golden Palace today, and all the civil and military officials of the whole dynasty unanimously asked the late emperor to regain power."
"So what?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "The first emperor has passed away, and even if he comes back, he is still the supreme emperor, and it is impossible for him to regain power. If he wants to bring this king down, then we must see if he has the ability. Tomorrow, this king will go to the morning court, but this king wants to see who dares to make trouble in front of this king."
"Your Highness..." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "I will accompany you to have dinner."
"Go to your Qinghui Pavilion." Feng Aotian smiled lightly, and then the two sent Feng Yinqi back to the bedroom together and went to Qinghui Pavilion.
Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin had just entered Qinghui Pavilion when they heard the sound of autumn leaves sweeping away. She then leaned against the stone wall on one side and saw a person standing proud of the world on top of the clear water and cold pool. It is as if a fairy descended to the earth, making people dare not look at him. Wearing a purple dress fluttering in the wind, a long hair pouring down, the purple dress is like a flower, the sword is better than the snow, indescribably beautiful and elegant, noble and vulgar.
She raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Mu Hanjin, who had not had time to take off her official robe.
When Leng Qianye heard the voice, he immediately retracted his sword, turned around, and landed in front of Feng Aotian. Seeing her staring at him with interest, his cold jade-like eyes flashed indifference, but he did not speak.
When Feng Aotian saw that his indifferent appearance was restored, he didn't care, holding Mu Hanjin's hand, the two walked under the bamboo forest.
Huanxi hurried forward, "The servant sees the prince."
"Prepare some wine and vegetables." Feng Aotian's handsome face flashed a small smile, "I went to Lianghuai this time, and I have gained a lot."
Seeing that Feng Aotian was in a good mood, Mu Hanjin was not disturbed by the inexplicable appearance of the late emperor, and warmly agreed, "Less than 30% of the officials in Lianghuai were killed, and the 100,000 horses hidden in the dark were killed less than 50%. 10,000, all the official salt was found, and the food and forage at the border for a year was solved."
"Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you." Feng Aotian raised his glass and drank it. He suddenly remembered that Xing Wuyun came, and a wild smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Unfortunately, someone is not here."
"Your Highness is now accompanied by ministers, and still thinking of others?" Mu Hanjin's eyes twitched, his thin lips curled slightly, and he raised a glass and shared a drink with her.
Feng Aotian smiled again, "Only a few of you are allowed to drink together, but you are not allowed to mention it?"
"He is on his way back to Beijing now." Mu Hanjin had already received the news, and continued.
"This king's mansion is not free to enter." Feng Aotian also did not expect that the prodigal son, who had always avoided her, was now pestering her and insisting on following her.
Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "If you want to know the current situation of Ye Meixi, sir..."
"No need." Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the starry sky in the distance, "Those who should come back will come back one day."
Mu Hanyao also raised his eyes and looked into the distance, yes, those who should leave will one day be gone.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye, "How about a drink with this king?"
Leng Qianye looked at Feng Aotian, then raised his glass, raised his head and drank, Feng Aotian let out a low laugh, and then drank it boldly.
"Leng Qianye, do you know why this king imprisoned you in the palace and tortured you day and night?" Feng Aotian looked at Leng Qianye's face and finally turned to this topic. If she didn't say anything, there would always be a relationship between them. In an unbreakable knot.
Leng Qianye was slightly startled, put down the cup, raised her eyes slightly, and looked at her, "Your Highness, please speak."
"Jealous." Feng Aotian raised his cup and pointed at him, "Do you know how my imperial brother died?"
"The first emperor?" Leng Qianye looked at Feng Aotian and shook his head.
"It was killed by his favorite queen. For the past two years, this king has been looking for evidence that she murdered the royal brother, but it has been unsuccessful. Do you know what it feels like to be killed by your favorite person?" Feng Ao Tian seemed to be talking about the pain of this predecessor, "She fell into endless pain and despair, unable to extricate herself, so she was jealous of that woman and hated her incompetence even more. She asked herself more than once, why did that woman get The emperor's brother's love, but she doesn't cherish it well, and she has to do this poisonous hand, so she wants to make that woman suffer, so that she can't taste the person she loves the most, and what it's like to watch the person she love suffer. , unfortunately, you, who was loved by that woman, became the object of this king's venting."
Leng Qianye listened quietly and couldn't help but sneer, haha, it turns out that his suffering for the past two years is just because of this? He felt very sad, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "You are a lunatic."
"Well, you're right, this king is a lunatic." Feng Ao Tianfu filled the wine again and drank it, "Have you ever been in love?"
Leng Qianye's cold eyes flashed with confusion, has he ever loved it? No, he never loved.
"If you haven't truly loved you, you won't know the pain you can't get, and you won't know how maddening this torture is." Feng Aotian laughed loudly, "Leng Qianye, this is so frustrating. For the past two years, this king owes you, and this king can answer your request."
Mu Hanjin froze in place, looking at the sadness between her brows. He knew that she was struggling with pain in her heart. Over the years, she had buried her feelings too deeply and depressed, so she would do such extreme actions. He was thinking, what if it was him instead? Maybe he will do something crazier than her.
He raised his hands, put down the wine glass in Feng Aotian's hand, held her hand tightly, and looked at her, "My lord, does it still hurt?"
Feng Aotian was slightly startled, does it hurt? She has never been in pain, just because that person is not her, but if she didn't pass, why would she have such a personal feeling? She couldn't help asking herself, did she ever love when she was Li Ying
She turned her eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "With you by my side, my father will not be in pain."
A soft light flashed in Mu Hanjin's eyes, but in a blink of an eye, he was covered by the distress. How long could he stay with her? Then, when he was not by her side, who would accompany her and live with her. Is it hurting
Leng Qianye looked at Feng Aotian. He had thought about various reasons, but he didn't expect such a ridiculous reason. He suddenly got up and looked at Feng Aotian, "I ask the prince to let me leave."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Go to the border, they need you there."
"Yes." Leng Qianye had this intention. Perhaps, there, he could find himself and what he had lost in the past two years.
"Leng Qianye, this king has given you three years. If you can give this king the peace of the state of Qi, this king will promise you freedom for the rest of your life." Feng Aotian's eyes suddenly turned cold and he said coldly. .
Leng Qianye was stunned for a moment, the meaning in her words was obvious, he quickly knelt on the ground, "I will give you the order."
Feng Aotian smiled and said, "How long does it take you to go to the border?"
"When will the prince allow the minister to leave?" Leng Qianye calculated the time.
"Let's go tomorrow." Feng Aotian knew that some people could not be kept, and even if they kept it, they would not be able to use it. It is better to let him go, and there might be another gain.
Leng Qianye's hope, which had been silent for two years, finally got what he wanted at this moment. He could leave the capital, go to the border gate, and fulfill his father's last wish. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel happy.
Feng Aotian could feel Leng Qianye's joy, she raised her glass, "Three years later, Lord is waiting for you to return in triumph."
"Yes." Leng Qianye raised his glass cheerfully, and for the first time, respectfully toasted.
Feng Aotian drank it all in one go, then looked at Mu Hanjin, "I'll leave it to you today to talk, I'm tired, go back to the bedroom first."
"Okay." Mu Hanjin got up and supported her, "I will send you back to the bedroom."
"Is the Lord so useless?" Feng Aotian laughed loudly, then tapped his toes and left Qinghui Pavilion.
Mu Hanjin and Leng Qianye sat down again, he raised his glass, "Congratulations to Brother Leng for regaining his freedom."
"Yeah, I can finally leave." Leng Qianye let out a long sigh.
It was also the first time in these years that Mu Hanjin felt at ease, "If Brother Leng goes to the border, he will definitely be the happiest."
"Well, you just said that the lord gave your eldest brother fifty thousand troops?" Leng Qianye was really excited when he thought of this.
"Yes, but, depending on the big brother's temperament and the laziness of the 50,000 horses, I'm afraid that there are still many people brought back." Mu Hanjin obviously expected it.
"No matter how much, it's better than nothing." Leng Qianye was very excited when he thought of being able to lead troops to fight.
Mu Hanjin looked at him, "Brother Leng, see you again in three years!"
"Are you sure you don't need to tell the Prince Regent about your situation?" Leng Qianye thought that three years was just a few years in his life, but for Mu Hanjin, it might indeed be his last days.
"No." Mu Hanjin shook his head.
"Okay, after those three years, I must see you standing in front of me alive." Leng Qianye raised his hand and patted Mu Hanjin's shoulder.
"Okay." Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, and the two smiled at each other, then toasted and drank together.
When Feng Aotian returned to the bedroom, she saw Feng Yinqi lying quietly on the bed from a distance. She remembered that before leaving the capital, every time she returned to the bedroom, this little guy would happily rush to her, but, Now, lying here so quietly
She stepped forward slowly, took off her outer robe, and then got on the bed and held him in her arms. He knew that his mother gave him the poison and was willing to drink it so that he could ascend to the throne. After the poison, what was he thinking at that time
Feng Aotian felt that he was lonely and never knew what family love was. No one has ever cared about her so much. When Ye Meixi left, his reluctance to give up on him touched her heart. For her, Le Ling sacrificed her life to make her feel grateful. For her, Mu Hanjin, Bravely stepping out of her own cage made her feel grateful, this little guy, for her, was willing to do this, she thought so, it turns out that she is not lonely in this world, there are people who care about her, care about her , isn't it
Once her heart was cold, she could be reckless and bloodthirsty to kill, because she felt that human nature was cold. In her world, she never knew how to interpret the word warmth, but now, she feels A touch of warmth.
After three rounds of drinking, Leng Qianye looked at Mu Hanjin, "Go, I'll have a good night's rest too, and leave tomorrow."
"Let's go see the old lady before you go." Mu Hanjin continued.
"Okay." Leng Qianye nodded and looked at him, "Although I don't understand what love is, it is the first time that I feel that she is pitiful."
Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Qianye, "She doesn't need sympathy or pity, she's just someone who needs someone to love her well."
Leng Qianye was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt how lucky Feng Aotian was to get Mu Hanjin's love. Perhaps, he should not think too pessimistically about things.
Mu Hanjin then turned around, left the Qinghui Pavilion, and walked forward step by step, until his footsteps gradually accelerated, until later, he had already flew away, and he felt incredible that he couldn't wait. Then she landed outside the bedroom, stepped up, entered, and saw her lying on the bed with Feng Yinqi in her arms. She was flustered these days. At this moment, Zongsu calmed down and she finally returned to his side.
Feng Aotian slowly raised his eyes and looked at the person who was slowly walking towards her. Now she urgently needs a hug to fill her inner loneliness. Maybe he is not the person she loves, but it is her The person who wants to stay desperately, because she has never loved and doesn't know how to love.
Mu Hanjin walked forward slowly, taking each step very seriously, as if he was a little short, and felt that this was a blasphemy, until when she came to her, Feng Aotian looked at his official robe, "Go and Clothes changed."
"Yes." Mu Hanjin lowered his eyes, only to see that he was still wearing a purple official robe.
Feng Aotian turned her eyes to the side, watching him take off the heavy official robe, put on the crescent brocade robe, and regained his elegant appearance. She squinted her eyes and looked at him with a small smile.
Mu Hanjin waved his sleeves lightly and held them as elegantly as jade. He slowly sat beside her, Feng Aotian leaned against his arms, his fingers uneasily lifted the belt around his waist and slid in Inside the clothes, the tentacles were smooth and tender, but she could feel that he was too thin. She raised her eyes and kissed his eyebrows, his lips, and with a flick of her plain hand, the restraints on her body were easily lifted by her. , revealing his jade-like skin.
He raised his head slightly, revealing his slender and white neck. She wandered recklessly on him until every inch of his body was stamped with her own mark, raised her eyes, kissed his open lips, and turned over. , pressing him under him, Mu Hanjin unconsciously wrapped her waist around her and gently stroked her.
Feng Aotian's hand left his charming and lustrous skin, and her fingers clasped together, deepening the kiss. Now, she can't tell her true identity. When the time is right, she will tell her secrets, but now, she Only so.
Mu Hanjin allowed her to lead him into an endless sea of flowers, just like the valley where she took her last time, full of white lily of the valley, and the whole body exudes a delicate fragrance.
The lingering kiss finally ended when the two of them were about to suffocate. Mu Hanjin stared at her face that was red with emotion. He couldn't help but turn over, press her down, bow his head, and print it again. Those lovely lips.
Feng Aotian squinted his phoenix eyes slightly, looked at the man in front of him, stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around his waist, turned over again, then raised his eyes to look at him, "I'm getting more and more daring now."
Mu Hanjin panted lowly, "Your Highness, this is the nature of a minister."
Feng Aotian then leaned into his arms, fingers tugging at the black hair on his chest, "Tell me, why did you vomit blood?"
Mu Hanjin's thoughts moved, and he turned his eyes to look at her, "I miss you."
Feng Aotian raised his voice and smiled, "Master didn't know that you would say such loving words."
Mu Hanjin smiled lightly and said, "That's because the Lord taught me well."
Feng Aotian laughed softly, "Aren't you with Leng Qianye today?"
"I have been with him for the past few days, I have said everything that should be said, and said goodbye when it is time to say goodbye." Mu Hanjin stretched out his hand, took Feng Aotian into his arms, bowed his head, and kissed her forehead, "My lord, Every day, you accompany the minister like this, okay?"
"Okay." Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at him, and nodded with a smile.
A thousand flowers flashed in the bottom of Mu Hanjin's gentle eyes, such time is not long.
Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and checked his pulse, but everything was normal. She couldn't help but wonder, why did he vomit blood? It has been three times, will it be in the future
Mu Hanjin closed his eyes slightly. In these days, he had never slept so peacefully. Feng Aotian raised his eyes, stretched out his hand, and traced the outline of his face with his fingers. The corners of his mouth evoked a slight smile, leaning against his arms. I don't know where Mei Xi is now
Wuyue Kingdom, because of its vast area and sparsely populated, has a very open folk customs. It belongs to the most northwest place. Ye Meixi followed a shortcut and rushed to the capital before dawn.
"His Royal Highness, it's here." The beautiful-looking woman on the side, named Chu Xia, and the maid Xiang Han who sneaked into the regent's palace last time, are Ye Meixi's personal maids, and have followed him since childhood.
Ye Meixi raised her eyes and looked at the capital in front of her, but her heart was full of melancholy. She raised her eyes and looked at the cold moonlight, even more lonely, "Master, I've only been away from you for two days, and I miss you. How am I going to get through these long nights?"
"Entering the palace." Ye Meixi sighed faintly, her handsome and enchanting face became cold, and her eyes were even colder, she rode her horse into the capital, and then walked to the gate of the palace.
He turned over and dismounted, and when the guards saw the person coming, they quickly opened the palace gate and knelt on the ground together, "See the fifth prince."
Ye Meixi led the horse and slowly stepped into the cage. He took a deep breath and looked at the majestic palace in front of him. He must become the ruler of this palace, because this is the only thing he can do for her. It was his last hope.
The palace maids who came and went, when they saw Ye Meixi, showed not joy, but consternation, as if the Ye Meixi in front of her was like a devil.
Ye Meixi ignored the palace maid in front of him, but walked forward slowly, each step was extremely calm, he didn't look sideways, and the dark red robe made his face even more gorgeous. Xianghan followed behind, but with Yourongyan, their master finally came back and came back to life.