This Lord is Too Cruel

Sitting on one side, Mu Hanjin watched Ye Meixi ran out, then looked at the plate of tofu brains in front of him, how he looked like brain milk, and he was secretly relieved. Fortunately, he didn't like to eat tofu brains.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, just in time to see Mu Hanjin's gloating look, a touch of evil charm was evoked at the corner of his mouth, and he pushed half of the tofu brain in front of him to Mu Hanjin, "Seeing you always love to be in a daze. Some of this, as the saying goes, what you eat to make up for."

Mu Hanjin looked at the tofu brain that was pushed in front of him, and quickly took a breath. Her feelings of rejoicing fell into a trough in an instant. For the first time, she raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian with embarrassment. Can he refuse?

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, and a cold stern flashed across his phoenix eyes, "Could it be that the Lord will feed you himself?"

Mu Hanjin gritted her teeth secretly. Outside the palace, Ye Meixi seemed to vomit out all her internal organs, and even the vomiting sound was fascinating, which made people listen particularly attractive, but it made Mu Han Jin heard some scalp numbness. He had been afraid of eating tofu brain since he was a child. It might as well kill him to eat this. What's more, he was still connected with that brain, and an idea popped up in his mind, or let her It's better to just flick him a few whips, and it's better than eating this kind of food.

Feng Aotian saw Mu Hanjin's deep hatred for Tofu Brain, and was in a good mood. Ruyu's fingers rhythmically tapped the agate table, "What are you still doing?"

Mu Hanjin's indifferent eyes flashed reluctantly for the first time, and she stared at Feng Aotian beggingly, "Lord, Weichen... Weichen..." Can you not eat it?

Feng Aotian saw Mu Hanjin's "Weichen" for a long time, and did not say anything to refuse. Of course she likes people who obey her, but she is too reluctant to accept it, and it makes her feel boring. How is he in his bones? I'm afraid it has been exhausted in the past two years.

She moved forward slightly, staring at him coldly, her eyes filled with frosty cold, which seemed to instantly freeze the mild temperature around her, and even felt Ye Meixi who was vomiting dimly outside. Kind of air-conditioning.

"Eat or not?" Feng Aotian said solemnly.

Mu Hanjin was scorched by Feng Aotian's eyes, his mind moved, and she was watching so closely, as if he was in a thousand-year-old ice cellar, suddenly cold from head to toe, already extremely stiff.

But can he refuse? Does he have the right to refuse? In the past two years, he has resisted, but in exchange for worsening abuse, does he still have the ability to resist?

Feng Aotian leaned forward and gradually approached him until he could clearly see the fine hairs on his white jade face, her thin lips were slightly hooked, and the cold breath sprayed on his face, making him indifferent. Ruchen's face was immediately covered with frost, "Huh?"

Mu Hanjin didn't dare to back away. He saw the persecution in her eyes, but he vaguely heard her saying to himself, you can say no.

He stared at her intimidating eyes in this way, and opened his lips in a ghostly manner, "Weichen has not liked this food since childhood."

When the words were spoken, even he was taken aback, and his body trembled suddenly, got up quickly, knelt in front of Feng Aotian, "Damn the minister!"

Feng Aotian still stared at Mu Hanjin coldly, the cold light was like an ice sword thrusting directly into Mu Hanjin's head, reaching to the heart, the ice was biting, and after a long time, a low voice sounded," said Shifei Mu Not happy, so I withdrew."

"Yes." Father Feng quickly responded, and then ordered people to remove the tofu brain from the table.

Mu Hanjin was still kneeling on the ground, her head hanging down, her body stiff. When she heard Feng Aotian's voice, her eyes flashed with surprise. When he was stunned, her body was lifted by a burst of chill and fell into Feng Aotian. In the arms.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, put his fingers on his smooth forehead, and slid his fingertips across his handsome cheeks, "How can I get a sweat?"

Mu Hanjin was stunned for a moment. Doesn't she blame her own rebuttal? This...this is incredible. He stared at Feng Aotian with a puzzled look. What happened in the past few days made him apparently have a new understanding of Feng Aotian, but such a big change made him unable to for a while. Accept, which one is the real her?

Feng Aotian pulled out the silk handkerchief from his waist, wiped the thin beads of sweat on his cheeks, and whispered, "Okay, go to the study."

Mu Hanjin hurriedly left from Feng Aotian's arms and said, "Yes."

Then he turned around and walked into the study, but his footsteps were rare and rapid. What happened today made him unable to sort out for a while, and he needed to think about it.

Ye Meixi vomited and almost collapsed, the nasty tofu brain still appeared in her mind, thinking about it this way, she couldn't help retching.

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Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Father Feng, "Who is the accomplice?"

"Returning to the prince, it is the third son of the Shangshu family of the official department." Feng Gonggong replied respectfully.

"Official staff?" Feng Aotian squinted his eyes, "Where are the others?"

"Lord, the old slave is useless. When he rushed away, he had taken poison and committed suicide." Father Feng frowned with annoyance.

Feng Aotian leaned on the chair, "The identity of an assassin..."

"The hidden guard of the original Ji Wangfu." When Feng Gonggong thought of this Ji Wang, his eyes darkened.

"What's the relationship between the two?" Feng Aotian thought that this official secretary was a student of Lan Feng, the chief minister, and Lan Feng led people to investigate the Ji Wangfu. Is there any omission?

"Lord, you suspected that King Ji had poisoned the first emperor, so you sent someone to destroy the King Ji’s mansion. However, later you got a clue that it was not only King Ji who poisoned the first emperor, but also an accomplice. In the past two years, the old slave secretly I sent someone to find the real murderer and found nothing. As far as the old officials knew, these three sons had a marriage contract with Princess Minxi of the Ji Palace, but this Princess Minxi liked the right-hand son Xing Wuyun. What might be involved in this? ..." Feng Gonggong whispered.

Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed, "Didn't Princess Min Xi already die? If these three sons avenge Min Xi, it would be excusable. However, according to your opinion, the main envoy behind this scene is right. Phase...It's not so much the right phase, but rather the queen mother."

Feng Gong acknowledged that he nodded at the same time, "Old Slave means this. Because the old Slave found out, this Princess Minxi was not dead. When the Ji Palace was destroyed, someone rescued the Princess Minxi and replaced him with a substitute. ."

"Oh! So, things are much more interesting, where is Xing Wuyun now?" Feng Aotian listened, the corner of his mouth twitched, and Feng's eyes were filled with cold light, and said in a deep voice.

But at this time, Ye Mei Xili weakly supported the door of the palace and walked in slowly, her enchanting posture, coupled with the sickness on her face, was a bit more morbidly beautiful, and she was moving towards Feng Aotian called, "Master...the slave is about to vomit..."

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