This Lord is Too Cruel

"Mei Xi just wants to be with her." Ye Meixi leaned in her arms and whispered.

Feng Aotian stroked his back lightly, his eyes closed, a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, "Mother concubine has never held Meixi like this."

Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, "En."

"However, I have seen my concubine cry secretly after playing Meixi." Ye Meixi thought carefully. Although the past was painful, there was always a smile on his mouth.

"En." Feng Aotian just replied in a low voice.

Ye Meixi said slowly, but she agreed in a low voice.

As time passed slowly, she held him and talked from early morning to sunset. Finally, when he was tired, he leaned in her arms and fell asleep quietly.

Feng Aotian hugged him and turned into the inner hall, carefully placed him on the bed, and Heyi lay down with him, leaning on his side, looking at his face, caressing his face, the bedroom was silent , But lingering with a faint soft light.

Leng Qianye was still sitting in Xiaozhu, waiting for her, but he didn't see her for a long time, until late at night, he walked out of Xiaozhu, looking up at the night in front of him, the cold wind was piercing him. On his body, he smiled faintly, turned around and entered the bedroom.

Feng Aotian stayed with Ye Meixi all day, until the first day when Ye Meixi woke up, he saw her leaning in his arms. He didn't dare to move, but looked at her face quietly like this. The corners of his mouth raised a slight smile.

He slowly approached the sleeping face that was close at hand, and dropped a soft kiss between her eyebrows, his heart seemed to be wrapped in honey with bursts of sweetness.

Feng Aotian suddenly opened his eyes, and her cold eyes shot on his face. She rolled over and pressed him under her body, stroking his face, "Dare to attack the Lord?"

Ye Meixi's beautiful eyes flowed, her eyes were silky, her fingertips slid across her waist, her clothes were loosened, scattered on both sides, revealing her charming figure, and her hands were gently unbuttoning her clothes." Lord... Meixi missed you."

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, letting him move, bowed his head and held his delicate lips, biting gently.

Ye Meixi screamed, but she was born with such a charming bone. In a moment, her body was impeccable, his hands cruising on her smooth back, while she followed his lips, slowly Walked downstream.

Ye Meixi squinted his eyes half-heartedly, his eyes blurred, there are already thousands of styles, he muttered, "Master..."

Early in the morning is such a beautiful and moving scenery, lingering and stimulating.

In the emperor's bedroom, the cat father-in-law watched Feng Aotian not return all night, he couldn't help but got up and paced back and forth in place, "Master, did you throw me out of the clouds?"

Meteor raised his eyes to look at the cat's father-in-law, and then said, "Yesterday it was the birthday of Concubine Ye Meixi."

The jealousy and anger piled up on the face of the cat father-in-law, only after hearing the words of the meteor, did he abate, and then asked, "That's it."

"Yes." Meteor looked at Mr. Cat, and then said, "So it is normal for the Holy Lord to be by his side."

"That is." Father Cat then sat down, "I don't even remember what my mother looked like now."

Meteor raised his eyes and looked at Father Cat, "Actually, sometimes I think you and Wei Zimo are really alike."

"Oh, do you think so too?" The cat's grandfather looked just as pitiful, and now he heard something that he was interested in, and there was light immediately.

Meteor smiled and said, "Yes, you two look a bit like each other, and more importantly, that temper."

"What's wrong with your temper?" The corner of his mouth was hooked.

"Everyone likes to be jealous and play tricks." Meteor said, he jumped up from the soft couch and rushed out of the Emperor's bedroom.

The cat father-in-law sat on the soft couch and was not angry. Perhaps, his guess was correct. Hasn't the master already confirmed it?

Meteor stood outside the emperor's sleeping hall, and did not hear any noise in the hall, so he couldn't help being suspicious. He raised his eyes and saw that the weather was clear now and the snow stopped. He stretched his arms and took a deep breath, which was extremely cool.

Father Mao stepped out of the imperial bedroom and stood beside the meteor, "This snow has been falling for a long time."

"Yes." Meteor turned his eyes to look at Father Cat, "The Holy Lord will be back later."

"En." The cat nodded, then looked at him, "You know everything."

Meteor smiled, "I have been with you for so long, don't you know what you think?"

Father Cat pinched Meteor's cheek, "Little devil."

The meteor smiled, and then approached the cat father-in-law, and then asked, "Can the body of the holy lord be pregnant now?"

"Needs recuperation." Father Cat sighed quietly, "Long Yin has solved her emotional poison, but the loss of her body is too great, and she needs a good recuperation.

"Long Yin doesn't know where it is now?" Meteor suddenly became sad, "He has paid too much for the Holy Lord."

Cat father-in-law looked at the meteor, "What do you know?"

"En." Meteor nodded, "I feel sorry for Long Yin."

Father Cat touched Meteor's head, "Why don't you feel bad about me?"

Meteor said with a smile, "Aren't you staying with the Holy Master gracefully now? What's so distressing?"

Father Cat snorted coldly, then looked at him, "But when can I live a stable life?"

Meteor is silent. This question is serious for him. Many things are predestined, and he cannot answer, because deep in his heart, there is always a strange feeling. After all, Phoenix is ​​crying. Blood, now, Feng Aotian only used it once.

Feng Aotian walked off the bed, wearing only a robe, and Ye Meixi was wearing only a tulle. He followed her off the bed, and he took her into his arms and said softly, " Lord..."

"En?" Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile.

"Meixi still wants it." Ye Meixi said shamefully.

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth hooked, "Isn't he satisfied with you?"

"What did you say?" Ye Meixi said and kissed her slender white neck.

Feng Aotian immediately turned around and looked down at him, "Are you planning to stop your father from going anywhere today?"

"Isn't it good to be accompanied by Meixi?" Ye Meixi hugged Feng Aotian tightly and looked at her pitifully.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Naturally it's good, but the Lord will have something to do later."

"What's the matter?" Ye Meixi's voice was numb to the bones, and it was ecstatic.

Feng Aotian let out a low laugh, and then sucked on his delicate lips, "Important things."

"Meixi understands." Ye Meixi's beautiful eyes flowed, and then he picked up Feng Aotian, turned her back into the screen, and carefully placed her in the tub, "Meixi served the master to take a bath."

"Okay." Feng Aotian responded with a smile, and saw Ye Meixi retreat the dark red thin shirt on her body and went into the bathtub together.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "You..."

"Master, what's wrong with Meixi?" Ye Meixi said, her body already pressed against her, and she lowered her head and kissed her lips.

It's another lingering and lingering, spring heart...

When Feng Aotian came out of Ye Meixi's bedroom, Ye Meixi was still reluctant to give up, it looked like she had abandoned him.

Feng Aotian shook his head helplessly. If his ears and temples were worn down like this, it is estimated that his palace would be flattened.

As she thought, she wandered towards Leng Qianye's palace, with a tingling pain on her body. This was the consequence of indulgence.

When he entered the bedroom, he saw Leng Qianye sitting alone on the soft couch, looking at the scenery in front of him, raising his eyes just to meet Feng Aotian's eyes, and the corner of his mouth hooked, "Is the emperor here?"

Feng Aotian stepped forward to him and leaned softly in his arms, "Are you waiting for the Lord?"

"No." Leng Qianye hugged her. "It's just that the minister saw that the snow stopped today, so he came out to take a look."

Feng Aotian could feel the chill radiating from him. It could not be condensed in a moment. It must have been standing here for a long time. She didn't click on it, but looked up at him, "Master is hungry."

Leng Qianye let out a low laugh, "Didn't Ye Meixi feed you enough?"

Feng Aotian's mouth hooked, "Then you come to feed."

Leng Qianye just stared at her blankly, suddenly hugged her sideways, turned around and stepped into the bedroom.

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms and looked at him with a smile. He put her on the soft couch, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to her, then turned around and ordered someone to go and prepare breakfast.

Feng Aotian was startled again. She thought there was progress, but she had been thinking too much.

Leng Qianye immediately sat next to her, raising his hand to gently pinch her slender waist, Feng Aotian leaned against his arms, closed his eyes and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

Leng Qianye just looked at her like this, he didn't know why he couldn't have happened to her at this time? However, he couldn't bear to think that she was just right with others...

Feng Aotian suddenly opened his eyes, then faced Leng Qianye's cold jade eyes, and asked with a smile, "What are you thinking?"

"Nothing." Leng Qianye looked at her and responded with a smile.

Feng Aotian leaned against Leng Qianye's arms again, and then said, "Are you thinking about why the Lord didn't come yesterday?"

"No." Leng Qianye shook his head. "The minister said that if the emperor is too busy, you don't have to be tired."

Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, his cheeks slowly pressed against his neck, and he turned his head sideways to bite **** his neck, "duplicate."

Leng Qianye hugged her tightly, letting her bite, and letting the Buddha go, the only way to relieve the pain in his heart.

After Feng Aotian bit, he licked the wound with the tip of his tongue, making Leng Qianye startled and snorted.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Is it comfortable?"

Leng Qianye lowered his eyes to look at her, only for a slight meal, and then said, "The minister accompanies the emperor to have breakfast."

Feng Aotian curled his mouth, knowing that he was deliberate, but still leaning in his arms, "Master can't walk anymore."

Leng Qianye hugged her and walked slowly to the table, but Feng Aotian said again, "Just sit there."

Leng Qianye gave a low smile, then sat down holding her, holding the chopsticks, and putting the dishes in the bowl, but Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Hey, Lord."

Leng Qianye saw that she was playing a child's temper now, and felt that she was very cute like this, with a touch of warmth in her heart, and then put the vegetable into her mouth. Feng Aotian bit the vegetable and turned his head. Kissed his lips.

Leng Qianye was startled at first, but opened his mouth and put the food in his mouth. After a lingering deep kiss, Feng Aotian raised his head and looked at him, "I want more."

Leng Qianye's handsome and dusty face was stained with a gorgeous red glow, and it looked so dazzling, Feng Aotian couldn't help but kissed his lips again, gently sucking in.

Leng Qianye thought, and hugged her to deepen the kiss.

After breakfast, Feng Aotian stepped out of Leng Qianye's arms, and the two stepped out of the bedroom.

The soul fell at this time and reported in a low voice, "Master, Xia Luoyan has succeeded."

"Let's listen." Feng Aotian just moved her phoenix eyes slightly, holding Leng Qianye's hand, and then sitting in the octagonal pavilion on the side.

The soul replied in a low voice, "She has been behind closed doors for several days. For some reason, a young son of the Jin family suddenly appeared and then brought her into the Jin family."

"Young son?" Feng Aotian continued, "Who is this person?"

"It's the next Patriarch of the Jin Family." The soul said immediately.

Feng Aotian nodded lightly, "Continue."

"Yes." Soul continued, "He seems to know Xia Luoyan, and, moreover, very familiar."

"It seems that Xia Luoyan didn't know before." Feng Aotian listened to the soul's words, then turned his eyes, "It seems that the Jin family is going to help her."

"Exactly." The soul replied with his eyes down, and then said, "The Jin family announced in a high-profile manner that one month later, the Jin family's son Jin Zhuqing will be married to Empress Bei Liguo."

"Haha." Feng Aotian smiled, "How does that golden bamboo look?"

"Master Pianpian." The soul replied truthfully.

Leng Qianye turned his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, "Does the emperor know him?"

auzw.com "I don't know." Feng Aotian shook his head, and then looked at the soul, "Since it is a big wedding, the Lord will naturally give a gift."

"Big gift?" the soul couldn't help asking.

"That's natural, the big gift she gave to the master, the master hasn't enjoyed it yet. The gift is exchanged, so naturally she wants to send a big gift." Feng Aotian raised a touch of evil charm, and then looked at him, "Now Xia Luoyan Where is it?"

"She's still in the Jin family." The soul replied truthfully.

"En." Feng Aotian nodded, "Okay, very good, it seems to be a good show."

"What is the master's order?" the soul asked with his head down.

"No hurry, the first Jin family of the eight great families, the second Shangguan family, the third Li family, the fourth Yu family, the fifth Wen family, the sixth Lan family, the seventh Zhuge family, and the eighth family. In the Yi family, Shangguan family and Li family are in the place of Ye, Jin family and Wen family are in Xia Luoyan's place, and the rest are Yu family, Lan family, Zhuge family and Yi family." Feng Aotian's mouth clicked. , Then said, "You said these four, what surprises are there?"

Unsure of how to respond, Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye, "What do you think?"

"The Yu family had returned to Xuan Mo earlier, so naturally they would not take action. The Lan family and the Zhuge family are proud of their hearts, and I'm afraid they won't come out easily. Now, it is the Yi family that can break through." Leng Qianye replied truthfully. .

"The Yi family, the Lord doesn't take it seriously." Feng Aotian said with a smile, "Now the Patriarch of the Yi family is the best at doing things by the side, and his heart is not right. He has already abandoned the heroic spirit of the Yi family before. Look in the eyes."

"What about the Lan family and Zhuge family?" Leng Qianye couldn't help asking.

Feng Aotian said with a smile, "Now Han Jin and Han Yao are heading to Luoxue Peak, everything is waiting for their news."

Leng Qianye asked in a low voice, "Is there a family of one of these two?"

"En." Feng Aotian looked at the soul and said with a smile, "stare at Xia Luoyan and see what she plans next."

"Yes." The soul replied with a bow, and then dashed away.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye, and then said, "Master, be with you today."

Leng Qianye took Feng Aotian into his arms, "If the emperor has important matters, the minister will accompany you."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Okay."

After speaking, he took his hand out of the bedroom and walked to the courtyard.

Gu Yefeng has been in the Gu Mansion these days, and now he has time to go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Mu Hanjin is not there. Now the affairs of the court are placed at Lan Jingshu. Although there are other officials assisting, Nowadays, places are being gathered, and it is always too busy.

After handling the affairs at the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the two returned to the palace together in a carriage.

Gu Yefeng looked at Lan Jing's book, always so uncomplaining, he chuckled, "Actually, I really envy you?"

"What do you envy me?" Lan Jingshu asked gently, looking at the scroll in his hand.

"Don't fight or grab." Gu Yefeng whispered.

"I understand what you mean." "I just know what I should do. The emperor has so many good people around her. I'm just one of them. She has everything to do with her every day, and sometimes she doesn't know how to do it. I just don't want her It's too hard work."

"Aren't you lonely?" Gu Yefeng had come back these days, if he hadn't been in the mansion all the time, just staying in the palace like this, watching her wandering through the palaces, it would definitely not feel like in his heart.

Lan Jingshu smiled and said, "I don't have time, you can see how busy I am now."

"Then you are done?" Gu Yefeng couldn't help asking.

"After I'm busy, I will rest well, and I will continue to be busy tomorrow." Lan Jingshu looked at him, "Able to share worries for the emperor is the best love for her. This is my heart for her, and I love her. The way."

Gu Yefeng pondered for a moment, then said with a smile, "It seems that I am not as thorough as you think."

Lan Jingshu chuckled, "You just care too much."

"Don't you care?" Gu Yefeng couldn't help asking.

"I care, I just care in another way." Lan Jingshu chuckled, "I know, it's enough to have me in her heart."

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and opened the curtain, watching the people coming and going outside, a touch of sorrow was unavoidable in his heart. Did he want too much?

When Feng Aotian and Leng Qianye walked to the courtyard, they saw Xing Wuyun standing in the courtyard, staring at the windless sun-dried medicine.

She stepped forward with a smile, Xing Wuyun just turned his head, and when he saw Leng Qianye enter with her, he couldn't help but smile, "The emperor finally remembered that there are still people here."

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "When did you become such a sharp mouth?"

Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, "You didn't force it."

Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, knowing that he is now holding back silently, walking in front of him with a smile, raising his hand to pinch his nose, "In the early morning, so angry."

"Waiting for the emperor to drop the fire." Xing Wuyun took Feng Aotian into his arms and whispered, "When will the emperor drop the fire for his ministers?"

Feng Aotian was startled, then raised his eyes to Wufeng, smiled and said, "Now."

Xing Wuyun let go of Feng Aotian and stared at her for a long while, "Really?"

"En." Feng Aotian responded with a smile, and then there was an extra silver needle in his hand, and then he was about to pierce him.

Seeing this, Xing Wuyun hurriedly flashed, slipped on his feet and almost fell down, raising his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, "Really cruel."

Feng Aotian smiled and put away the silver needle, then looked at Leng Qianye, "You have a good chat with him."

"Yes." Leng Qianye responded with a smile, then looked at Xing Wuyun.

Xing Wuyun pressed his heart and looked towards Feng Aotian, "The emperor was not looking for a minister."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "I will find you later."

Xing Wuyun immediately lay in the toffee chair, posing a suave appearance, "The minister is waiting here."

Feng Aotian took the windless hand and entered the house.

Wufeng allowed her to lead him. After entering the house, he immediately walked to the soft couch, poured a cup of hot soup for relaxing muscles and blood, and handed it to her, "You really don't know how to control these two days."

Feng Aotian took the hot soup, raised his head and drank it, then looked at him, "This is not too hungry."

He shook his head helplessly and smiled indifferently, "Only you in this world can say these things."

Feng Aotian raised her eyebrows, "That is."

No wind raised her hand, she held his finger, he gently tugged, and she fell into his arms, "You can say it, let the Lord restrain."

"I have a way to satisfy you." Wufeng's smile was still so calm, but the words were very frivolous.

Feng Aotian leaned close to his lips and bit gently, and then asked, "You can have..."

She asked in a low voice near his ear.

Another meal without wind, "Do you need that?"

"Master is useful." Feng Aotian hooked his shirt, playing with his blue silk.

Wufeng looked at Feng Aotian, "It turns out that everything is not going to the Three Treasures Hall."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "I miss you."

No wind raised his eyebrows, "There are so many people in this palace waiting for you to think, can you come over?"

Feng Aotian twitched the corner of his mouth, "Yes, I really can't think about it."

"When do you want it?" Wufeng asked faintly, leaning on her shoulder.

"Don't worry." Feng Aotian said with a smile, "When will you get it right, it will be for you."

"Would you like to use it first?" Wufeng said with a smile.

"Do you really want to use it for your master?" Feng Aotian looked down at him, "Master just doesn't use it, it's very powerful."

The windless, handsome face was stained with a soft smile, "Your body needs to be nurtured."

Feng Aotian chuckled until the meaning in Wufeng's words, "Master is now making up for it and raising it."

"It turns out that you called them back to the palace for this." Wufeng raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, and couldn't help laughing.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "That is, who made him unable to eat meat before, now he has to eat it hard."

"Don't be afraid to hold on." Wufeng couldn't help but laugh.

"You'll know if you try." Feng Aotian said as he pressed him under his body.

Wufeng took a deep breath, "Do you want to be limp here?"

"It won't be so fragile." Feng Aotian tore his robe as he said.

"No." Wufeng said and grabbed her restless hands.

Feng Aotian snorted coldly, "Master wants it, how can I not give it."

No wind chuckled, "Not now."

"Why?" Feng Aotian kissed lightly on his forehead.

"It's not convenient for me." Wufeng whispered.

"Inconvenient?" Feng Aotian ticked the corner of his mouth, "Are you coming to Kuishui too?"

No wind smiled indifferently, "What do you mean?"

Feng Aotian lay on his body, "It seems that you want the master to be strong."

No wind just looked at her quietly, "They are waiting outside."

"Hey." Feng Aotian suddenly sat up from him, "You are like this, and he is like this too. Master just wants to eat meat. Is it so difficult?"

Wufeng hugged Feng Aotian into his arms, "You have to slow down, not too anxious."

Feng Aotian snorted coldly, "You wait, I will eat it sooner or later."

No wind just hugged her tightly, "I will let you eat."

Feng Aotian looked at him sideways, "But not now."

"En." No wind nodded, "It's not yet time."

"Are you hiding something from the Lord?" Feng Aotian stared at him suspiciously, and asked in a low voice.

"I won't tell you." Wufeng's indifferent eyes flashed with a faint smile.

Feng Aotian raised his jaw and slowly moved closer, her eyes facing each other, she said coldly, "It's best to recruit from the truth, otherwise the grandfather will take care of him."

"Family law?" Wufeng chuckled lightly.

Feng Aotian said solemnly, "Naturally, there are many instruments of torture that are useless."

Wu Feng remembered the torture instrument in her former palace in the regent's palace, but he was unmoved, "If you like it, use it."

Feng Aotian pinched his jaw, "Okay, I will use it now."

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