This Lord is Too Cruel

Father Cat raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Aotian, "It seems that the slave is going to retire."

After saying this, he saluted and turned to leave, Meteor smiled at Mu Hanyao, and then left with Mr. Mao.

Only Feng Aotian and Mu Hanyao remained in the emperor's bedroom. He was still in brown brocade, with a faint smile on his stern face. Feng Aotian stood there looking at him, "Just came back from the palace? "

"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied in a deep voice.

She smiled and stepped forward and held his hand, "It's a bit cold."

Mu Hanyao shook her hand instead, and his broad palm wrapped her slightly slender hand. He just looked at her with a faint smile.

Feng Aotian turned and walked slowly to the soft couch. Mu Hanyao followed her step by step. The bedroom was very warm. The corners of his mouth raised slightly. The two of them sat on the soft couch. He just looked at her with a smile.

Feng Aotian looked at him like this, and asked with a smile, "What are you laughing at?"

Mu Hanyao just watched, "I just think the emperor is a little different."

"What's the difference?" Feng Aotian looked down at himself, raised his eyes and looked at him and asked.

"It just looks warm." Mu Hanyao is not a person who loves to laugh, but every time he sees her, he can't help but smile.

Feng Aotian remembered his first smile. It was that he smiled very softly at the horse. Now, only her is in his eyes. Such a smile is unique.

"Is the old master cold?" Feng Aotian asked with a smile.

Mu Hanyao's deep eyes flashed with a faint soft light, "The old master had no emotions."

Feng Aotian was startled again, maybe, only he could say such words in this world, she smiled and leaned in his arms, "What about now?"

"You will become warm when you have love. The emperor is the emperor, and the minister is also." Mu Hanyao was in the mansion today. Mrs. Mu said a lot to him. After so many things, her old man also saw many things. In this world, nothing is more important than the happiness of her children. She doesn't want her children to fall into chains, as long as they like it.

"Lord didn't know you could say such a thing." Feng Aotian twitched his mouth, and Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. "Isn't this what you said?"

"It was my mother." Mu Hanyao said with a smile, "she said, the minister looks very warm now."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Is it warm now?"

"Well, it's very warm and warm." Mu Hanyao has always been slow to respond to emotional matters. He didn't know how to love someone, so he followed his father on the battlefield when he was young. All he saw was the **** wind and the corpses all over the field. He lived cold and warm, but Du Duo was very indifferent to the matter of men and women. Later, Feng Aotian inexplicably broke into his life and dominated his life. He just felt that this feeling was very strange at the time, until later, until now. , He realized that this kind of feeling is called love, not just like.

Feng Aotian leaned on his generous chest, felt his powerful heartbeat, and smiled faintly at the corners of his mouth, "Master also feels very warm."

Mu Hanyao only replied softly, "The emperor, the minister just wants you to understand what he wants."

"Master understands." Feng Aotian hugged him tightly and said with a smile.

The corners of Mu Hanyao's mouth raised slightly, perhaps, this is the most beautiful thing he has ever said in this life, perhaps, he will not be able to say such a thing in the future.

One night's lingering, warm spring breeze makes each other fascinated...

Mu Hanyao left the capital with Mu Hanjin early the next morning. After this walk, I wonder what is waiting for them behind?

When Feng Aotian got up, he saw Mao Gongli by the side, "Are they all gone?"

"Yes." Mr. Cat replied, "Namu Hanyao looks at him coldly, but it hurts people."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "Yes, his mind is very delicate."

The corner of the cat's mouth curled, and then he passed the letter left by Mu Hanyao to her, "This is when he is leaving, let the slave give it to you."

After Feng Aotian took the letter and read it, he put it away, raised his eyes and looked at him, "Master is going to get up."

"Where is the master going again?" The corner of Mr. Mao's mouth clicked, and then said, "Sixai Ye Meixi has been here and said that if you don't go to his place again, he will live here in the future."

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth raised, "He has been busy these few days, but my master hasn't been there. It seems that he is finished, and now he is in the mood to find him."

"Yes." The cat's father followed Feng Aotian's words.

After washing and dressing, she stepped out of the imperial bedroom and headed to Huanyi Palace. Ye Meixi was wearing a dark red brocade robe, standing in the snow, slightly raised her head, letting the snowflakes fall on her handsome On his enchanting face, his delicate lips curled up, and his smile was so charming.

She stood on the spot and looked at the beauty in front of her. He was like a delicate flower blooming among the snow flying all over the sky, very charming, enchanting and touching.

She stepped forward slowly, and her footprints were printed on the white snow. She smiled, stood beside him, raised her hand, and a piece of snowflakes fell from her fingertips, and she went in the mouth, very sweet.

Ye Meixi also followed her actions, putting the snow dripping on her fingertips into her mouth. It was very cool. She gave a sweet smile and turned her eyes to look at her, "The plum blossoms on my neck are more red than those in Yimu courtyard. Mei is still pretty."

Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth, "Are you kidding me?"

Ye Meixi snorted coldly, "Meixi dare not."

Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked at the heavy snow in front of her. She smiled and looked at him, "What are you thinking about standing here?"

"I wonder if I can be like this snow." Ye Meixi said with a smile.

Feng Aotian gave a slight pause, "Why?"

"Pure as snow." Ye Meixi chuckled, "It has been so white since the beginning, and has not experienced any pain."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at him, "Master likes you now."

Ye Meixi turned his eyes to look at her, "Meixi also likes the current master."

Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, and then leaned in his arms, just standing quietly in the snow, letting the wind and snow fall on them. At this moment, they only had each other in their hearts and nothing else.

At this moment, the soul suddenly fell.

Feng Aotian looked at him sideways, "But what did you find?"

"Xia Luoyan went to Baili Yunshan." The soul replied in a low voice.

"Baili Yunshan?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and then said, "Continue."

"The Jin family is in Baili Yunshan." The soul raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Aotian, then whispered.

"The Jin family ranked first in the eight great families?" Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at the soul, and said in a deep voice.

"Exactly." The soul replied truthfully.

"It seems that Xia Luoyan wants the Jin family to come out of the mountain." Feng Aotian sneered, and then said, "Then let's see how much she is capable of moving the Jin family out."

"The master..." the soul couldn't help but worry.

"It's okay, even if she invites the eight great families to deal with the Lord, the Lord will not worry." | Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at Ye Meixi, "What do you think?"

Ye Meixi gave a low laugh, leaning softly in Feng Aotian's arms, "Meixi naturally believes in the Lord."

The soul lowered his head, "Subordinates retire."

"En." Feng Aotian nodded slightly, and the soul flew away.

"Master, do you want to accompany Meixi today?" Ye Meixi looked sideways at Feng Aotian, her beautiful eyes flowing, her curled eyelashes were covered with a layer of snowflakes, which looked very attractive.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, kissed his eyes, melted the snowflakes on his eyelashes into his own mouth, and laughed, "It's delicious."

Ye Meixi's face was dyed a shy red, leaning against her arms, "Master is really bad."

Feng Aotian took his hand and walked slowly into the palace, a rush of heat hit, and the coldness on the two of them disappeared.

The two sat on the soft couch, he leaned against her arms and smiled softly. She lowered her eyes to look at such Ye Meixi, then lowered her head and kissed his lips, gently biting.

Ye Meixi's whole body was limp in her arms, like a delicate flower blooming slowly in her arms, so charming.

"Master, Meixi will always be yours." Ye Meixi raised her hands and held her face like a treasure, and said in a low voice.

Feng Aotian smiled, and once again printed the delicate lips. She knew that in his heart, she was all he had, and the reason why he lived so far was to live for her.

For a brief period of tenderness, Ye Meixi panted and leaned against her arms. Her clothes were messy. She raised her hand to caress his charming face. In this world, there is no man like him, so enchanting and eroding* *.

Feng Aotian stayed at Ye Meixi until midday and left, and Ye Meixi was naturally dissatisfied.

"Couldn't Meixi serve badly?" Ye Meixi only wore a thin shirt, her enchanting figure, whoever looked at it would be full of imagination.

Feng Aotian stroked that delicate body lightly, and said softly, "Is it alright to come again tomorrow?"

Ye Meixi's beautiful eyes flowed and whispered, "Who is this going to, Lord?"

"Master, go and see Qianye." Feng Aotian embraced him, "obediently."

Ye Meixi leaned in her arms and sighed in a low voice, "Now I am clearly by your side, but still waiting like this."

Feng Aotian looked down at him, and suddenly had a meal, yes, they all stayed here, but they always couldn't see her.

She pondered for a moment, "It seems that the Lord did not feed you enough."

"Naturally." Ye Meixi looked at her intently and whispered.

Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth and covered the brocade on his body, "Continue tomorrow."

Ye Meixi gave a low laugh, knowing she was leaving, winking like silk, and said softly, "That Meixi will wait for the Lord."

"Good." Feng Aotian responded with a smile, then got up and stepped out of the bedroom.

Ye Meixi lay on the soft couch, looking up at her leaving figure, thoughtfully.

Feng Aotian left Huanyi Palace and went to Leng Qianye’s bedroom. He was sitting in a small building on the side, flipping through the scrolls. Inside the curtain, cigarettes curled up, and the charcoal fire on the side was red, and his purple clothes were like jade. , The focused look, it looked like an otherworldly fairy like that, it was such a non-human fireworks.

A cold wind blew into the curtain, and he raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian's figure inside. He was taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered that she had gone to Ye Meixi early this morning, thinking that she would not come.

With a faint smile on that handsome face, he put down the scroll in his hand, got up and stood on the spot.

Feng Aotian smiled and stepped forward and stood in front of him. He untied her cloak, turned and put it aside, seeing her ruddy complexion, her body exuding a faint fragrance, and that cold jade-like eyes flashed with gloom. .

Feng Aotian stepped forward and leaned in his arms, "What are you looking at?"

Leng Qianye condensed his mind and said with a smile, "Bingshu."

Feng Aotian took a look, and then rotated, he sat on the chair, and she sat in his arms, hooked his neck, and said with a smile, "What do you want to do today?"

Leng Qianye was startled slightly, "Will the emperor go with them?"

Feng Aotian said with a smile, "Master stay with you today."

Leng Qianye chuckled, "Today, the sun has come out from the west."

"The sun has always come out from the west." Feng Aotian didn't mind the meaning of his words, and replied with a smile.

Leng Qianye just looked at her like this and whispered, "Actually, the emperor doesn't need to be like this, because he feels that he owes him anything."

"Due?" Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile, "Then what do you think you owe you?"

"Nothing." Leng Qianye smiled and shook his head, and pressed his face to her cheek, "Nothing."

auzw.com Feng Aotian just let him approach like this, letting him whisper in his ears, her heart seemed to be stabbed severely for a moment. pain.

Feng Aotian hugged him tightly and said softly, "Master is always there. If you want to, he will be there."

Leng Qianye nodded, "Okay."

Feng Aotian leaned on his side, pressed his cheek against his neck, then turned his head, and took a bite on his neck.

Leng Qianye was startled, raised her eyes to meet her cold eyes, smiling very softly.

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms and took the military book on the table, "Where did you see it?"

"Here." Leng Qianye hugged her, and the two of them cuddled together like this, Xiaozhu was full of warmth, they just quietly looked at the book of war and occasionally talked about each other's views. Such a time is extremely rare. .

Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked at Leng Qianye's smile. At this moment, her heart also fell. She gave him too little and too little.

In the palace of the emperor, Mr. Cat looked at the meteor on the side, "Master these days are busier than ever."

"Busy eating meat." Meteor smiled.

Father Cat raised his hand and patted Meteor's head, "Boy, what nonsense."

"It was originally." Meteor retorted unconvincedly.

Father Cat snorted coldly, "I don't want to eat the meat in front of me. I prefer to eat out."

Meteor listened to Mrs. Cat’s sour words, "Then you can chase it out. You used to be, didn't you just want to climb on the bed of the Holy Lord all the time?"

Father Cat glared at the meteor, "Can you compare it with before? I am the master's first thought. Even if I am jealous, I have to endure it. They are the ones on my heart."

Meteor smiled, "Since you think so, just be jealous here."

"You have no conscience." Father Cat looked at the meteor and cursed in a low voice.

Meteor snorted coldly, "If I have no conscience, I will still be arranged by you here."

Father Cat squeezed the needle and thread in his hand and said viciously at the meteor, "Let me see if I will kill you."

Meteor knew that Mr. Cat was angry and didn't care, and smiled provocatively, "Come on, you have the ability to kill me."

The corner of the cat's mouth curled, and he really pierced the meteor, and stuck on the meteor's ass, only to hear a screaming scream from the Emperor's Bedroom.

"Ah!" Meteor hurriedly turned over and jumped off the soft couch, covering his **** with one hand, and pointing at Father Cat with one hand, "You... are you serious?"

"It's you who made me come for real." Father Cat looked at Meteor's current appearance, and his anger was mostly relieved, and then he sews his robe with a smile.

Meteor clutched his ass, and burst into tears, "You can't feel sorry for me, can you pierce your ass?"

Cat father-in-law didn't care, but the meteor cried fiercely. The better he was, he even hummed a little song along the way.

Seeing that the cry of crying didn't work, the meteor stopped crying, sobbed and stepped forward, standing in front of Mr. Cat, "It hurts."

Cat father-in-law put down the needle and thread in his hand, then picked up the meteor, put it on his legs, took off his pants, and saw that his **** was stained with blood and the stabbing was a bit deep. She coughed dry. With a cry, he took the Jinshuang medicine and put it on, "Seeing you dare to make fun of me in the future."

"Hey, hey, don't dare." Meteor thought of his poor ass, and began to cry again.

After the cat took the medicine, he got up and went to wash his hands. Meteor lay pitifully on the soft couch, watching him with teardrops.

It was late at night in a blink of an eye, Feng Aotian got up from his arms, stood on the carpet and stretched his arms, Leng Qianye immediately put down the scroll, walked in front of her, raised his hand and gently squeezed her shoulders.

Feng Aotian leaned back in his arms, "Go back to the bedroom."

"Okay." Leng Qianye smiled and held her hand, and the two left Xiaozhu. The first snow in the winter has been falling for several days, and it has not stopped now.

The two of them walked all the way, there was a whistling wind in their ears, Leng Qianye took her into his arms, blocked the wind and snow, and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

The two entered the palace, and Feng Aotian looked at the palace in front of him. Leng Qianye was away all year round. Since the last time he went back to the palace to choose the palace, he didn't live until today, and it was only a few days.

She smiled and sat on the soft couch. Leng Qianye poured hot tea and put it in her hand. She smiled and took a sip, then put it in his hand.

Leng Qianye looked down at the tea cup she had drunk, playing with her in her hand with a smile, without saying a word.

Feng Aotian supported his chin with one hand, and hooked the jade belt around his waist with the other, looking up at him.

Leng Qianye lowered his eyes to meet her clear eyes, and his heart trembled inexplicably. With a gentle force, he rushed towards her. She then turned over and pressed him under her body and kissed him. On his lips.

Leng Qianye always held the teacup in one hand, wrapped her waist with one hand, and raised his head to cater to the somewhat drunken kiss.

"What are you thinking about?" Feng Aotian leaned in his arms and asked with a smile.

"Does the emperor remember the first time he kissed a minister?" Leng Qianye stared at the tea cup thoughtfully.

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth raised slightly, "Strong kiss."

Leng Qianye smiled and nodded, "The minister thought it was strange at the time, but now he knows why he feels that way."

"How does it feel?" Feng Aotian asked with a smile.

"Throbbing." Leng Qianye answered with a smile, looking down.

Feng Aotian rubbed his arms, "It turns out that you had feelings for the Lord at that time."

"Did the minister and the emperor miss a lot?" Leng Qianye asked in a low voice.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "I didn't miss it, you are chasing the master, and the master is also chasing you."

Leng Qianye gave a low laugh, then put the teacup aside, and looked down at her, "The emperor, the minister likes such an emperor. Started to be scared."

Feng Aotian allowed him to press on herself, she raised her hand and stroked his face, she knew how hard it was for him to walk this way.

Feeling deep in love, without knowing what it is, Leng Qianye has been wandering and struggling, all the way to the present, he has asked himself countlessly, what is he looking for and what is he looking forward to? He is not like Mu Hanyao. What he wants is very direct and simple. He has his own mind and his own plan. However, it seems that Zifeng Aotian brought him out of the dungeon. Everything is Has broken away from his original plan and idea.

At that time, he was painful, confused, and struggling, but now he is lonely and has nowhere to escape. He wants to have it, but he is afraid that he will have nothing in the end.

This night, I originally thought that something would happen, but Leng Qianye just hugged her, just that, she understood his heart, she knew that he was just waiting for a better opportunity.

After waking up the next day, Leng Qianye had already got up and changed into a short outfit. She then got up, put on a robe, and listened to the voice outside, opened the window, and the snow covered the surface. She raised her eyes and looked at the courtyard. Amidst the white snow, a fairy in purple clothes was dancing a sword, with a fierce sword spirit, but with a bit of lingering, the whole person was enveloped in the snow, but it was so fascinating.

She was leaning against the window, just looking at it with intoxication. This was the first time she saw Leng Qianye. He had a sense of freedom, a responsibility, a coldness, and a calculation in his bones. He also has his persistence and perseverance, but he gave her all the tenderness and completely put down all the pain she brought to him before and started again. It was so difficult, but he was alone. .

Snowflakes danced with his sword aura, more like white mist. He landed lightly, put away the sword, walked from the wind and snow, raised his eyes to meet her face, and showed a faint smile. in this way.

She tapped her toes and flew out from the window. She turned and fell in front of him. She raised her eyes to see the thin sweat on his forehead. She took out the silk kerchief from her arms and wiped it gently. Would you like to practice sword with you next time?"

"Okay." He stood in the snow, with a dusty face and a smile that was purer than Bai Xue. He took her into his arms and sheltered her from wind and rain. She was his only.

Xing Wuyun hasn't seen Feng Aotian in the past two days. He will stay in the place where there is no wind when he is free. Yesterday, he rested in the place where there is no wind.

Waking up early in the morning, it was still full of snow. He stretched his arms and stood in the courtyard. "This year's snow is heavier than in previous years."

Wufeng walked out of the house and looked at his smiling face, "Yes, I haven't seen such a heavy snow for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop."

"Come on." Xing Wuyun turned his eyes to look at him with a smile, and then said, "Why can't I say you can't take the initiative?"

Wufeng was startled slightly, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "You mean her?"

"Yes." Xing Wuyun said with a smile, "They are all thinking about ways now, but you are waiting here foolishly."

No wind chuckled, "She will come when she should. Even if I go, it will only embarrass her."

"When have you become so empathetic?" Xing Wuyun paused slightly and looked at him sideways.

No wind chuckled, "Everyone has their own ideas. To love someone does not necessarily have to have her, as long as she is happy."

"At such a high level, I really have to study hard." Xing Wuyun tutted twice, and then returned to the house.

Wufeng smiled indifferently, as long as he knew that she had him in her heart.

After Feng Aotian and Leng Qianye had eaten breakfast, they said with a smile, "Master, come here after noon."

"If something happens, you don't need to come over." Leng Qianye said with a smile.

Feng Aotian approached him and said with a smile, "Are you not welcoming the Lord?"

"I just think the emperor should have a lot of work to do." Leng Qianye looked down at her, and put his hands around her waist, "I'm afraid the emperor will be too busy."

Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes moved slightly, "Master only now discovered that you are also very cunning."

Leng Qianye lowered his head and kissed her lips, melting her words into the deep, sweet kiss.

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, "Leng Qianye, Leng Qianye, waiting for the Lord how to deal with you."

Leng Qianye hugged her tightly, "The minister is at the disposal of the emperor."

Feng Aotian raised his arm and took a bite on his arm, "Wait for the Lord."

Leng Qianye didn't feel the pain, but responded with a smile, "Chen Gong sent the emperor."

Feng Aotian stepped out of the palace, and saw the soul standing outside the hall, "Master, Xia Luoyan has eaten closed doors."

"Oh." Feng Aotian ticked the corner of his mouth, "Wait then."

"Yes." The soul replied in a low voice, and then said, "Subordinates retire."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and glanced at Soul, and then asked, "What is Poo doing lately?"

"Now at the border." Soul replied in a low voice.

Feng Aotian said with a smile and asked, "Do you two have someone you like now?"

The soul paused slightly, "Subordinates don't know."

Feng Aotian laughed and waved his hand, "Go."

"Yes." The soul replied, and then flew away.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked ahead, then left Leng Qianye's bedroom and headed to Ye Meixi's place.

Ye Meixi waited early in the morning. Seeing her coming, he hurried forward with a smile and threw himself into her arms, "Master, you made Meixi wait so hard."

Feng Aotian looked down at him, "What's the matter?"

"I miss you." Ye Meixi hugged Feng Aotian tightly, and she didn't miss her more than this moment.

Feng Aotian was stunned again, thinking about today's days, and then remembering that today is the birthday of his mother and concubine, no wonder she hugged him tightly, "What do you want to do today?"

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