This Lord is Too Cruel

Feng Aotian put away the folding fan and watched him slowly walking down with interest.

When Mu Hanjin saw the man in front of him, he was stunned. He is not uncommon here. However, if he is the owner of this Furong Pavilion, he will be surprised. There is more than him alone.

It is still that handsome face, the face is like an engraved version with distinct facial features, and is exceptionally beautiful. The ink hair is not **** like an ordinary boy, but is draped lazily behind him, only tied with a pale yellow hairband, and a pair of sword eyebrows But there are a pair of slender peach eyes, with slightly curved eyebrows, very affectionate, as if only one glance will sink deeply. He has a tall nose and moderately thick red lips with a dazzling smile. He wears a goose-yellow robe, which is very bright and beautiful. His eyebrows are raised, and his sleeve robe moves with his arms, and his unruly temperament is even more impressive. Let him show it vividly, he is really not a passionate young man, but the inadvertent light in his eyes is not to be underestimated.

He stepped forward slowly, flicking his clothes in the eyes of everyone's expectation. The robe drew a graceful arc with his movements, and he was just knelt on one knee to the ground. The lazy and dull voice seemed very clear at the moment, "Guardians see the regent."

As soon as this statement came out, it was even more shocking. The few guests who watched the good show, Shicai, looked at Mei'er's stunning face in a daze. At this meeting, when people heard it, they quickly got out of the chair. She fell to the ground, a cold sweat suddenly appeared, her complexion turned pale, and she knelt on the ground, "See the Regent."

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth smiled deeper, and the people in front of him remained the same, and there was a natural wind between his eyebrows. He kneeled in front of her without being humble or arrogant, and her true identity would be revealed in such a blatant manner. A trace of fear made her interested in him.

The old bustard on the side was also surprised when he heard that he knelt on the ground, but raised his eyes and looked carefully. It is rumored that the regent was cruel and looked fierce, but this young man was so beautiful that no one could take her. He was in contact with the regent, but the master could recognize him at a glance, and he must have done it, so he didn't dare to make a sound.

"The beauties in the capital have all entered the Lord's house. Unexpectedly, there is still a fish caught now." Feng Aotian's voice sounded slowly and clearly, and he did not get up.

The man in front of him chuckled lightly, "Of course, the prince will not see him with a temperament like a courtier."

"Oh!" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Master has a fancy today, but if Master Fan is fancy, you can follow him back to the house."

"Master, you can think clearly. Although the courtiers are not married, there are countless concubines in the family and they often hang around in the fireworks field." The man in front of him also kindly reminded.

"You mean, you have been used." Feng Aotian played with the folding fan in her hand, lifted her hand slightly, the folding fan hooked up and kneeled against the man's chin in front of her, she leaned forward, the corners of her mouth raised slightly. Isn’t it dirty? The Lord will go back and wash the beauty well."

"So, it is better for the courtier to respect his orders." The man replied with an open smile.

Feng Aotian laughed, then got up, followed the man in front of him, turned his eyes, looked at Mu Hanjin, "Go back to the house."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin didn't know what she was thinking about in her heart, but, according to her temperament, she would naturally not take a look at his unruly reputation outside. Now, even if she wants to take it back to the house, so What is the meaning?

He raised his eyes, and met a pair of amorous eyes, "Brother Han Jin, don't be unharmed."

"Brother Wuyun, I haven't seen him for many years, just like before." Mu Hanjin also responded warmly.

"I'm afraid I won't change my temper in this life." Xing Wuyun smiled freely and walked forward with Feng Aotian's footsteps.

When she walked to Meier's side, she said with a little regret, "Beauty, if I can leave the house, I will meet you again."

Meier raised her eyes slightly, her eyes waved, "Meier is waiting for the son."

The meaning of these words, anyone can hear the meaning of adultery.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and embraced Mu Hanjin in his arms, and said lightly to Xing Wuyun on the side, "Follow the Lord, don't get lost."

"The courtier obeys." Xing Wuyun responded readily.

She tapped her toes and flew away from Furong Pavilion with Mu Hanjin. Then, a yellow figure floated out. In the entire Furong Pavilion, seeing an evil **** sent away, Qi Qi breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out her hand. Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead.

Mei'er got up and looked at the old bustard on the side, "My son told me not to act rashly."

"Yes." The old bustard bowed his head and replied.

That Meier went upstairs enchantingly, and the old bustard suddenly felt remorse. She didn't expect that this was the regent. Now, the master was taken into the regent's palace. If there was any mistake, she couldn't bear it.

As soon as Feng Yinqi walked to the palace of the regent's palace, he saw two figures descending gracefully. He raised a smile and hurried forward, "Uncle Wang."

Feng Aotian turned his head, looked at Feng Yinqi, took Mu Hanjin's hand, and sat down. Immediately, he saw a goose-yellow man falling down, but he was standing at the entrance of the palace.

Feng Yinqi turned around, looked towards him, a flash of surprise in his eyes, this is not his uncle who is traveling, who else can it be? After being away for many years, I met again, but I didn't expect it to be here, "Uncle, why are you here?"

Xing Wuyun chuckled, and then bowed respectfully, "The courtier Xing Wuyun sees the emperor!"

"Flat body." Feng Yinqi quickly waved his hand in a deep voice, then turned around and moved to Feng Aotian's side, "Uncle Wang, why did you bring him?"

Feng Aotian took a sip of tea and looked at Xing Wuyun outside the bedroom. He was still in the light of the wind. The sun hit him, and it looked more bright and charming. Her mouth was slightly hooked and her eyebrows raised, "You I know that when you enter the lord’s palace, you have to get naked before you can enter."

Xing Wuyun chuckled again, then raised his hand, took off his robe, and took off his clothes very neatly.

Mu Hanjin looked at Xing Wuyun, thinking that if the world’s most serious person is outside Feng Aotian, then Xing Wuyun would be the second. His free and easy temperament could not be matched by anyone, but he was upset. He is envious, because such a temperamental person can let go of everything in his eyes.

Not long after, Xing Wuyun took off all his clothes. Bai Bi's flawless body was unobstructed, but he was not half shy and struggling, still smiling, casually making public.

Feng Yinqi stared at Xing Wuyun’s figure and looked again, lowered his head, and looked at his small body. He felt that he had to grow up quickly, turned around, and then looked at Mu Hanjin beside Feng Aotian. I felt that I was really not enough.

The breeze is gentle, blowing the green silk on Xing Wuyun’s forehead, with a handsome face, without a trace of feminine pretense, not a bit of timidity, nor a bit of shyness, just standing so impeccably, it’s just this tolerance , Is beyond the reach of others.

Even Mu Hanjin would not have the courage to stand naked outside the palace in broad daylight, allowing people to appreciate it like this.

"Feng Gonggong, don't take Xing Gongzi to take a bath yet, take a good wash." Feng Aotian said quietly.

"Yes." Father Feng, who was standing outside the palace, couldn't help but look at this Xing Wuyun for a few minutes, thinking about that right-handedness, but there is such a courageous son.

"Master Xing, please follow the old slave." Father Feng stepped forward and said with his head down.

Xing Wuyun wore a bohemian smile from beginning to end, nodded slightly, and then swaggered around and left.

Feng Aotian looked at the figure he was leaving, turned his eyes, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "He, the Lord has taken a fancy."

When Feng Yinqi heard this, he quickly lowered his face, "Uncle Wang, his uncle's temperament is unconstrained, and besides, he is not famous, didn't you dislike him before?"

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Feng Yinqi, "I didn't like it before, but it doesn't mean that the king doesn't like it now."

"But..." Feng Yinqi felt that Uncle Wang really liked the new and disliked the old. As long as he thought of uncle Wang and uncle doing that together, he suddenly felt chills and couldn't help shivering a few times.

With a "pop", Feng Aotian raised his hand, and hit Feng Yinqi's head with a folding fan, "I don't want to go and read the memorial, I think all day."

Feng Yinqi clutched the painful place, raised his eyes, and stared at Feng Aotian grievously, "Uncle Wang, if you always beat me like this, my nephew will become stupid sooner or later."

"If you talk nonsense, just go back." Feng Aotian raised his hand again, motioning for a fight.

Feng Yinqi turned around and rushed to the study without any hesitation. He suddenly felt that he still felt less lonely by staying with Uncle Wang. Looking at the piles of papers on the table, he suddenly had the idea of ​​wanting to abdicate. If in the future, It's really boring to face this fold all day.

Mu Hanjin stepped up and walked to the study, but was pulled into her arms by Feng Aotian, "If you are right, don't forget what the master said."

Mu Hanjin Ruyu's face showed a touch of unnaturalness, and then withdrew from her arms, "Master, if it is really him, it will be difficult for the Lord to want that Furong Pavilion."

"How can it be difficult?" Feng Aotian smiled evilly, "As long as he becomes the Lord's person, his things will naturally belong to the Lord."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyebrows, she must be able to succeed, besides, with Xing Wuyun's temperament, she is definitely not an obedient person. Now, seeing him so calmly, she might be thinking about something.

Feng Aotian lifted his jaw, "In a daze again."

Mu Hanjin suddenly felt that she was now more concerned about her affairs, and more thoughtful, maybe, from the beginning, he could not escape her confinement, nothing more, that’s the end of the matter, he can only Leave her alone.

Feng Aotian sighed helplessly. When a cold wind blew by, she saw a letter paper falling into her hand. She unfolded it and looked at the content on it, her eyes were cold, "Lianghuai must have a surprise."

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, the temperature in his eyes was enough to freeze a person to death. If it had been in the past, he would definitely not dare to look up, but now, he can face such eyes calmly.

Feng Aotian tried a little harder, and the letter paper in her hand disappeared. She said coldly, "When will Lan Jingshu reach Lianghuai?"

"It will take eight days at the earliest," the soul replied.

"Let the assassin follow, don't stop talking." Feng Aotian stroked Mu Hanjin's cool fingers and said to himself.

"Yes." Soul led his life.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Master doesn't ask why you have to wait for half a month, but you must understand that you will never want to escape from your side in this life."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian. The ruthlessness in her eyes made him lose his previous fears, but gave him a trace of relief. His eyes were faint and his voice responded, "Weichen understand."

Feng Aotian leaned sideways and leaned her head on his shoulder. Since she came into this world, how many changes she has experienced, and the person beside her always makes her feel that she is not alone Running forward, at least, she should have such a person to accompany her, no matter whether she is intentional or unintentional to him, and how resistant he is to herself, she also wants to keep such a person by her side .

Probably it was lonely for too long, maybe in the previous life she always looked at a person's back for too long, reborn again, she would rather let others look at her back than she would walk alone like this.

Mu Hanjin is waiting, waiting for Master's reply, only half a month before he can know what his decision is, is she his fate in this life?

The two were silent one after another. At this time, the words seemed too redundant.

After Xing Wuyun was bathed, he was wrapped in a brocade quilt. He was held high by the four eunuchs and brought him over. He was always smiling at the corner of his mouth, and in a blink of an eye, he had come to the bedroom.

Turning his eyes, he saw the two people in the palace, one elegant as water and the other handsome and luxurious. Although they were two men, embracing each other like this, they couldn't see the disharmony, as if they should be like this.

Xing Wuyun swept across the scene in front of him, and the corner of his mouth conjured up a touch of splendor. It was a little surprised that the once proud Mu Hanjin, but now, can docilely commit himself to a man, it is really changing things.

"The prince, the man has brought it." Feng Gonggong reported outside the hall.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes carelessly, watching Xing Wuyun being wrapped in the quilt, "Well, bring it in."

"Yes." Feng Gonggong replied, and then ordered people to carry Xing Wuyun into the bedroom, put it on the bed in the inner hall, and then retired.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin's hand and walked to the inner hall on her own. Xing Wuyun looked sideways and looked at her. Seeing Mu Hanjin beside her, he laughed, "Master, do you like two people to serve you?"

Feng Aotian saw that he had reached this field, and he could still talk and laugh like this, with a deeper smile, his body tilted slightly, his fingers crossed his white cheeks, and slowly descended, the brocade slipped off, revealing his fat-skinned skin, slightly Raising his hand, pointing to the tool rack on the side, "Which one would you like to taste?"

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, and then saw the things on the tool rack. The crafts were exquisite, but also very permeating. He thought to himself that this regent’s hobby was really unique, and then he set his sights on Mu Han. On Jin, thinking that he came here in the Regent Palace too?

His red lips twitched slightly, "As long as it is Brother Han Jin...oh no, it should be used by the concubine Mu, the courtiers are fine."

Listening to the meaning of Xing Wuyun’s words, Mu Hanjin knew that he was making fun of himself. He quickly looked down. He had used most of the above, and it is still vivid now. He should have forgotten, but some Things, some memories, once they happen, they are eternal, no one can forget.

Feng Aotian is not stupid, of course he knows his thoughts, his eyes flashed slyly, and he smiled charmingly, and then slowly approached him, until his face magnified in front of her, and her lips were about to touch him. The smiling lips, at that moment, the smile at the corner of his mouth closed up, "It's okay to say what's the matter with the lord."

Feng Aotian gazed with satisfaction at the face close at hand, but did not leave. The warm breath sprayed on his face, and there was a tingling sensation that made him startled.

"You are not a swinger, lying drunk in the fireworks all day, dumping thousands of young girls, reading countless women? How come, Shicai still showed an expression that can't wait to make his father hurt, now, the father will love you, you But regret it?" Feng Aotian said, stretched out his hand and stroked his eyebrows, the corners of his lips seemed to touch the corners of his mouth, this feeling made him feel itchy, but he felt that two men were men. This is really nauseating.

He had to admit that the regent, who had a unique taste and liked male sex, was definitely a master. He could easily capture her prey's mind. Fortunately, he was not superficial, otherwise, now, he would definitely be defeated.

Seeing that he was silent, Feng Aotian approached a little more. This time, Shi Cai just touched shallowly, but now, his lips touched, which made Xing Wuyun gasp, and he was kissed by a man. And, this is the first kiss of the uncle.

Xing Wuyun's purpose here is not for this, but he is a person who refuses to admit defeat. Now that she has taken advantage of this advantage, it is not so easy to take advantage of. He simply turned over, pressed her under him, and bowed his head to deepen. This kiss.

Mu Hanjin stood aside, watching the sudden sudden change in front of him, Shi Cai, he thought it was her playfulness, but now? He suddenly felt that the picture in front of him was very dazzling, and he felt that Xing Wuyun was acting boldly. Here, who has the courage to press the regent under him and kiss him?

He turned around indifferently, he wanted to take a step away, it was better not to see, but Feng Aotian still held his fingers tightly, he turned his body sideways, a little annoyed for no reason, what is this? However, he couldn't break free, so he turned his head and looked forward very awkwardly.

Of course, Feng Yinqi heard the movement in the inner hall. He was writing, looking at the memorial before him, and shaking his head helplessly, when would Uncle Wang stop being so noisy? The uncle is a accustomed master. Even the demon king who was so angry when his grandfather saw him could make him succumb, thinking that everyone is like him, so hardworking?

Feng Aotian had never expected Xing Wuyun to act like this. She raised her eyes, stared at him and closed her eyes, actively kissing her, but let her know that his kissing skills were too young and imitation.

Xing Wuyun felt that he couldn't just be so disheartened and defeated. Therefore, he took the initiative to take the initiative. However, when he pressed her under his body, he felt that this body was extremely soft, completely unlike an ordinary man. He was tough, with a unique fragrance on his body, which made people fascinated. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch her. The hand that was about to put on her chest was knocked off, and then he slid back on his body. Aotian kicked out firmly.

At the same time, Mu Hanjin, who was awkward, was suddenly pulled, and fell straight on the bed, and then fell into Feng Aotian's arms. She turned over, bullied herself and pressed herself on Mu Hanjin. On the body, bow his head and kiss his lips.

Xing Wuyun was kicked off the bed by gravity. His back was a little painful. When he looked up, he saw the two kissing on the bed. He was startled. Feng Aotian had already raised his head and looked at him, "Seeing what a strong kiss is. ?"

Xing Wuyun smiled softly, and said pretendingly, "The prince meant that you want the courtier to kiss again?"

Feng Aotian snorted coldly, thinking that this person would really climb up the pole. She got off the bed, and Mu Hanjin was still lying on the bed, her complexion flushed. Presumably, she did not expect that she would be like this. However, Shi Cai's kiss gave him a trace of nostalgia. Since he got up on the bed, he just met Feng Aotian and looked at him.

He curled his eyebrows, did not speak, then got up and saluted, "Weichen still has official duties to handle, so we will leave first."

Feng Aotian looked sideways, staring at him, "Master let you go?"

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at her squarely, "Prince, the imperial examination is coming soon. Today's memorial has not been reviewed, and the silver coins sent by officials have not been verified. The prince should take state affairs first.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows. Sure enough, the rabbit also bit people. Look, this docile little rabbit dared to refute her. She narrowed her phoenix eyes, and shot a cold light, staring at Mu Hanjin, "Come here."

Xing Wuyun felt the dangerous aura for the first time. He was still in his body. He was immediately chilled by the cold air radiating from Feng Aotian, and he took a half step back with interest.

Mu Hanjin still had a calm complexion, took a step forward, came to her, and was about to speak. It seemed that his cheek was stabbed. Feng Aotian dropped a kiss on his cheek and said coldly, "Go." "

"Yes." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes again, stared at Feng Aotian, and replied with a gentle voice. He left the inner hall and walked to the study room. He felt that he was really helpless with her. Are you angry? But why is he angry? Is it because she kissed other men? Or was it because she forcibly kissed Xing Wuyun in front of him? No, it's impossible, how could he be angry, thinking about it, walking into the study, and sitting opposite Feng Yinqi.

Feng Yinqi raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin's somewhat unsettled appearance, "Mu Yushi, Wang Shu said that I will help you. Now that you are here, you will feel at ease to review the memorials and be inconsiderate."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at Feng Yinqi. Yes, even a child can see through a question. How could he not understand who she was with and what to do with him? He is nothing more than a **** in her hand, dispensable, what is he angry about? Thinking about this, I then wrote, opened the memorial, stabilized my mind, and started to read one by one.

Feng Yinqi looked at Mu Hanjin's respect for him for not half as a courtier and for the emperor. He was a little depressed, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, in the world, there is no emperor who is worse than him, in front of his courtiers. , It's completely air.

Feng Aotian condensed his cold light, turned his eyes, looked at Xing Wuyun, and pointed to Feng Gonggong's already put clothes on the side, "Put this on, the one before is actually powdery, I don't like it."

"The courtier obeyed!" Xing Wuyun hurriedly said, and then stepped into the screen and began to dress. After a short while, he walked out. The same goose yellow shirt is a bit more luxurious than his. , When worn on his body, it looks even more romantic and suave and bright.

Feng Aotian walked out of the inner hall, and Xing Wuyun followed closely. Although he did not have a righteous course all day, he was somewhat restrained to this infamous regent. After all, there are differences between monarchs and ministers. Don't want to annoy this evil god, so as not to make things difficult in the future.

The two walked to the main hall, Feng Aotian sat down at will and looked at him, "Once you step into the lord's palace, you are the lord's person, do you understand?"

Xing Wuyun was taken aback and restored to his usual amorous appearance, "What are the benefits of being a master?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "The master is in pain, isn't this a benefit of Tianda?"

Xing Wuyun's eyebrows turned slightly, slander in his heart, this is also a good thing, a big man is doted by another man? He doesn't think this is a benefit.

"Why, are you not willing?" Feng Aotian snorted coldly, staring at Xing Wuyun.

Xing Wuyun hurriedly laughed, and then asked, "The prince, the courtier certainly understands that to be pampered by the prince is naturally the supreme glory, but the benefits the courtier said is not the case." A joke, he did not hesitate to sacrifice his hue and fell into a wolf. Nest, is it really for the pampering of a man's shit?

"Oh, then what benefits do you want? Lord's things are not so easy to get." Feng Aotian smiled evilly, and his slender fingers rhythmically tapped the table on the side.

Xing Wuyun also grinned, and said quickly, "Master, how about the courtier wanting to make a deal with the prince?"

"Let's listen." Feng Aotian's tone was extremely weak.

Xing Wuyun stepped forward and looked at her, "The prince should know that Furong Pavilion is the property of the courtier. If the courtier sends the Furong Pavilion to the prince, can the prince promise the courtier's three conditions?"

"Which three?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"First, the courtiers are unrestrained and unrestrained. I really don't like the affairs of the court. I also ask the prince not to let the courtiers be officials. Secondly, although the courtiers are already the prince's people, they are too wild and don't like being taken. Trapped in the palace, can he allow his courtiers to leave the palace without restraint and not interfere with the freedom of the courtiers outside; third, I heard that the prince has got the'Ao Xue', can he borrow his courtiers to ride for a day?" Xing Wuyun seems to have already thought about the conditions. , Said the three conditions in one breath.

Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes condensed, staring at him, as if he wanted to see him from the beginning to the end, and said in a deep voice, "This matter, the master is correct. The second thing is that you must not interfere with your freedom outside. Isn't it possible for you? Do whatever you want outside, continue to wander around the land of fireworks, provoke women? This third thing, the master can be approved, as for this second thing, there is a way, the master can do it."

"My lord, what can I do?" Xing Wuyun thought that these three things would be quite cost-effective for the first brothel in Beijing.

"That is, if you castrate you and become like Father Feng, the master will let you out without worry." Feng Aotian glanced at him and said coldly.

Xing Wuyun's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, is he still a man if he is castrated? So he whispered, "Anyway, the courtiers are not clean anymore, so why should the prince care."

"Really unclean?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, stood up, walked in front of him, and drew the blue silk on his chest, "There is a medical skill in this world that can tell whether you are clean."

Xing Wuyun hurriedly looked down, wondering if he was leaking his feet, why, in her words, he seemed to have seen him through, he has displayed his love affairs in such a high profile over the years, and made some earth-shattering events, that is For his current reputation, how can he get it, in her eyes, isn't it?

Feng Aotian walked by him, but it was only a little temptation, and he knew it, and he didn't click on it, so he said, "Master has made an exception and approved two things for you. Are you still not satisfied?"

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, facing Feng Aotian's cold eyes, he didn't want to be trapped in this palace. "For the second thing, if the courtier is not outside looking for flowers and asking Liu, can he behave properly?"

Feng Aotian looked sideways and stared at him for a long time, "So, the master is right."

"The courtier is willing to offer Furong Pavilion both hands." Xing Wuyun said to himself.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, "Land Deed."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, thinking that this person really won't suffer. He just agreed and couldn't wait to ask him for the land deed, "The land deed is now in the Furong Pavilion, and the courtier will get it immediately."

"Go." Feng Aotian threw a token in front of him, "In the future, with this card, you will be able to pass unimpeded."

"The courtier thank you prince." Xing Wuyun took the token, then turned and left.

Feng Aotian watched the leaving figure of Xing Wuyun, with a touch of coldness at the corner of his mouth. This person is not a good person, and he is very cunning.

Xing Wuyun flew away from the regent and went back to Furong Pavilion. The old bustard was overjoyed when he saw the master's return. He hurried forward and said, "Master, you are back."

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun smiled, then went upstairs and returned to his room.

Meier was also delighted to see him back, and hurried forward, "Master, you?"

"Tell the people in the pavilion to show up as little as possible recently, and do not act rashly without my instructions." Xing Wuyun lay on the bed and said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Meier replied in a low voice, seeing that the clothes Xing Wuyun was wearing was not the one he was wearing when he left, and seeing his beautiful face, showing a touch of exhaustion, and asked in a low voice, "Master, regent. Did the king do nothing to you?"

Xing Wuyun turned his eyes and looked at Meier, "Go and do what you should do."

"Yes, Meier retire." Seeing his displeasure, Meier retired immediately.

Xing Wuyun remembered the scene of being molested by Feng Aotian just now, and threw the pillow beside him angrily. He suddenly felt that the price he paid today was too great, and he needs to calm down now.

When Feng Aotian stepped into the study room, he saw the picture of one big and one small focusing on reading the memorial, and a slight smile evoked at the corner of his mouth, "How is the progress?"

Feng Yinqi raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian with a smile, "Uncle Wang, do you really want your uncle to be your residence?"

"Master didn't force him." Feng Aotian sat down beside Feng Yinqi's side, raised her eyes, and looked at Mu Hanjin. Seeing the memorial he had reviewed by himself, she didn't respond to it, she couldn't help but feel a little confused, could it? Is he too indulgent, causing him to grow temper?

Mu Hanjin handed all the memorials that had been reviewed to Feng Aotian, raising her eyes, her expression faint, "Master, these ministers have already made comments."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian looked at him as usual, could it be that he was careless? I no longer think about it, write and read memorials.

The right minister, Xing Yan, was organizing his own treasure at the mansion. Looking at these things, he became Feng Aotian's in two days, and felt painful. He immediately hated Feng Aotian again. , Suddenly, I heard the general manager come to report that Xing Wuyun was brought into the mansion by the regent, and he became even more anxious, his eyes blackened, and he passed out.

When he woke up, he didn't care about other things, so he had to rush to the Prince Regent's Mansion. He has this lone seedling right now. If he was ruined by the Prince Regent who was killed that day, wouldn't his Xing family be severing offspring?

In the palace, Xing Zhiyan couldn't afford to sleep, and a dark shadow suddenly fell. She raised her eyes, ignoring other things, and quickly went to bed and knelt on the ground, "Master!"

"Can the matter be done?" Bing Ruhantan's voice sounded, and the dark shadow stood with his hands behind her back.

Xing Zhiyan answered, "Everything is going well."

Suddenly, a black wind flashed, and Xing Zhiyan was swept out and rolled to the ground, vomiting blood.

"If the emperor doesn't obey you, he will kill it after it's done." The shadow said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Xing Zhiyan answered first.

The cold wind blew, and the shadow was gone. Xing Zhiyan raised his eyes and stared at the front, his eyes flashed coldly, "Kill, how can she bear it."

She got up from the ground, clutched her chest, and went to the phoenix couch. She knelt and quickly got up with Guo Hui, who was beside her, and helped her, "Empress Mother, the Lord's orders must be followed."

"Although he was not my own person, he was brought up by me personally. It is somewhat intolerable." A sad flash of sadness flashed through Xing Zhiyan's eyes.

"The empress mother, the slave felt that this plan will not be implemented for a while, and there is still time. If it is true, then I can only bear the pain. After all, this is about the master's plan." Guo Hui reminded. .

"Fine, it's over." Xing Zhiyan's eyes flashed coldly, and then she lay weakly on the couch.

After Feng Aotian approved the last fold, he raised his eyes, the sky was already dark outside, "Daddy Feng, put the meal."

"Yes." Feng Gonggong replied, and immediately ordered people to pass the meal.

Xing Wuyun did not come in person, but sent someone to give Feng Aotian the title deed of Furong Pavilion. She unfolded the letter, looked at the content, smiled at the corner of her mouth, raised her eyes, and met her. Han Jin's indifferent eyes.

She looked at him, "What's the matter?"

"Master, Weichen wants to move back to Qinghui Pavilion." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian and asked.

"Why?" Feng Aotian suppressed his smile, feeling that Mu Hanjin was indeed a little strange.

"The emperor should live in the palace recently, so naturally he will also live with the prince. If the minister lives in the palace, it would be inconvenient." Mu Hanjin said softly.

"Forget what the master said, wherever you go, you will go." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Now Leng Qianye martial arts is still recovering, if it is, the ghostly man attacked, the master is not by your side, this matter , Do not mention it again."

Mu Hanjin stared at Feng Aotian, "Master, Weichen just wants to think about something alone."

"What the **** is wrong with you?" Feng Aotian felt that after she kissed him, he became like this, alienating her.

Feng Yinqi raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin. Even a child like him could see that it was jealous. However, Uncle Wang couldn't see it clearly. However, it was not only Uncle Wang who couldn't see clearly. I don't know, but the authorities are really obsessed with bystanders.

Mu Hanjin didn't know what was going on either, but she felt that she had a lot of thoughts and she couldn't understand it for a while, especially when she saw her, she felt even more upset.

He lowered his eyes, then got down on the soft couch and knelt in front of him, "The prince, the minister retire." After he said, he got up and left.

Feng Aotian watched him turn around and leave the study, turned his eyes, and looked at Feng Yinqi, "Is this king doing a little too much?" But, didn't he do everything even too much before? Why is he like this today?

Mu Hanjin walked out of the bedroom, raised her eyes, and the sky was full of red clouds, reflecting on his Yuyu face, but with a trace of melancholy. It was just a few days, why can she affect her mind so easily? ?

He wandered on the way back to Qinghui Pavilion, the night wind blew his face, blowing away his blue silk, his clothes fluttering, he thought about the events of the past few days repeatedly, as if to find out the answer.

Until he returned to Qinghui Pavilion in a daze, Leng Qianye was drinking the medicine and was reading the military book, and he saw Mu Hanjin walk in desperately, and he got up, "Why are you back?"

Mu Hanjin returned to her senses, looked at Leng Qianye, barely smiled, "I moved back to Qinghui Pavilion to live, just to accompany you."

Leng Qianye looked at Mu Hanjin and saw that he was on his mind at a glance, but he didn't worry about asking, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded. Now, he has no appetite and went back to the room.

Huanxi stood aside, looking at the self-abstained master, and then at Leng Qianye, somewhat puzzled.

Leng Qianye looked at Mu Hanjin's back, her eyes flashed with gloom, and she sat down again, flipping through the scrolls.

Feng Aotian and Feng Yinqi stopped having dinner. These days, Xu is used to Mu Hanjin being by her side. Nowadays, she feels uncomfortable to bully her without him. She got up and watched. Xiang Feng Yinqi, "This king will go out."

"Go go." Feng Yinqi stretched out, then got up and walked towards the inner hall. He couldn't help but shook his head. The matter is really complicated.

Feng Aotian got up, walked out of the palace, tapped his toes, and fell into the Qinghui Pavilion in a flash, and saw Leng Qianye looking at the book of war.

She stepped forward slowly, joyfully and quickly saluted, "The slave has seen the prince."

"Well, where is your master?" Feng Aotian asked in a deep voice.

"Resting in the room." Huanxi quickly replied.

Feng Aotian glanced at Leng Qianye, and saw that he was still as usual, ignoring her. She stepped up, walked into the house, pushed the door and entered, and saw Mu Hanjin standing with her hand holding her hand against the window. Before, she had faded her purple shirt and put on a crescent brocade robe. The whole person still looked as elegant as water, but with the coldness of the night. She slowly stepped forward and held the hands behind him and her back in her palms, "The body is so thin. , How can you still stand at the window."

Mu Hanjin turned around, the person in front of her looked so clear, but why did he have the urge to escape? He took his hand out of her palm and said in a calm tone, "Master."

"Go back with your master." Feng Aotian dragged his hand again, turning around to leave.

"Lord." Mu Hanjin called out softly, looking at her figure, a begging tone appeared in her tone. He really needs to be quiet now and think about it.

Feng Aotian concealed his anger, could it be that she forced him too hard? Or does he hate his touching of him? Thinking of this, her eyes became cold and she threw away his hand, "Okay, very good."

Mu Hanjin watched her turn away from the back, only to hear the sound of the door being kicked by her. He finally leaned weakly on the side of the bed, the moonlight was cold, and his heart was colder at the moment, how much entanglement he was He was frustrated inside. After what happened last night, did he really change? If it changed, why did it become like this?

Leng Qianye felt that a cold wind had blown, Feng Aotian had already rushed out of Qinghui Pavilion, and then he saw the leaves on a towering hundred-year-old tree in the courtyard were shaken down due to her anger, and countless fallen leaves fell. Come down and move with the wind.

He sneered slightly with his thin lips. Whatever happened to him? Then, continue to read the book of war.

Feng Aotian didn't know why she lost her temper. He just felt that Mu Hanjin was so angry that she dared to play with her. But where did her domineering go? Why didn't you get the right talent? Thinking of this, he became even more angry and returned to the bedroom with a gloomy face.

Lying on the bed, Feng Yinqi could feel the cold wind radiating from Feng Aotian's body. He couldn't help but wrap the brocade on his body. After getting off the bed, he saw Feng Aotian sitting on the soft bed, glaring forward.

Feng Yinqi shivered, standing still, thinking whether to step forward, would he suffer himself? Thinking of this, he hesitated on the sidelines.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, and a cold light shot directly at Feng Yinqi, "What are you doing standing there?"

"Uncle Wang, hehe, that..." Feng Yinqi couldn't bear Feng Aotian's anger, and quickly shrank his neck, tightening the quilt on his body. The palace was so cold, he whispered secretly, and then slowly stepped forward. , Until he walked to Feng Aotian, "Uncle Wang, whoever you breathe with, you can't blame it for yourself."

"This king is not angry." Feng Aotian said coldly, if she changed to the past, she would definitely not care, no matter who he is, it has nothing to do with her, she has always hidden all the emotions, so that, She once thought that she was always a heartless person, who could not laugh or cry, except for indifference and coldness, she was never sad or not happy, but now, is she angry?

"Okay, Uncle Wang didn't breathe." Seeing Feng Aotian's complexion eased slightly, Feng Yinqi hurried forward and pulled her clothes. "Uncle Wang, my nephew is sleepy. Go to rest."

Feng Yinqi feels that the wisest choice now is to leave quickly while Uncle Wang has not yet spread the anger on him. As he said, he yawned and walked towards the inner hall, and then lay on the bed. Go to sleep peacefully.

Feng Aotian got up, walked out of the palace, raised her eyes, looked at the dazzling stars, the breeze was faint, she took a deep breath, yes, what is she breathing about?

At this time, Suixi ran over in a hurry and knelt in front of Feng Aotian, "Master, Ye Shifei is gone."

Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed, and he said in a deep voice, "When did you see it?"

auzw.com "Half an hour ago, the servants and maids searched the entire palace, but no concubine Ye was seen." Suixi bowed his head and replied.

Feng Aotian expected that he would definitely not leave the house, so what about the others?

"Isn't he recuperating now? If he won't be sober after three days, how can he not see him?" Feng Aotian said coldly.

"The minion brought the medicine back, and saw that the door was open and Concubine Ye had disappeared." Suixi replied, shaking her shoulders.

Feng Aotian cursed secretly. There was no peace of mind. She tapped her toes and flew towards Yihuan Pavilion. She didn't see any figure. Could anyone escape her eyes and take Ye Meixi away?

She flicked her finger, "Who is out of the house?"

"Xing Wuyun." Po coldly replied.

"What's happening in the mansion?" Feng Aotian then asked.

"I didn't find anything wrong." Po then replied.

"What about that person? Missing?" Feng Aotian said in a deep voice, suddenly thinking of something, and hurriedly entered the room, then walked to the bedside, stretched out his hand, knocked on the bedside, empty?

Feng Aotian gathered his palms and waved towards the bed. He heard a sound and saw a secret room. Feng Aotian cried out in a deep voice, "Protect Mu Hanjin's safety."

Quickly entered the secret road, followed the secret road, and saw an exit. She walked out and saw that it was very far away from the palace. She immediately took out the letter about Ye Meixi yesterday. After reading it, her eyes lighted. Shen, then flew to the southwest.

At this time, it was late at night, and an hour later, Feng Aotian saw two black shadows from a distance, and she hurried to catch up and fell in front of them.

The two black shadows saw Feng Aotian, one holding Ye Meixi, the other attacking Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian squinted his eyes slightly, his palms condensed his internal strength, and slapped at the two men in black in front of him. The two men in black couldn't dodge, and each hit a palm. The body fell backward, and Feng Aotian flashed away , Took Ye Meixi into his arms, watching him still asleep, his complexion pale, turned around, tapped his toes, and flew away.

The two dark shadows wanted to come forward to chase, their souls immediately fell, drew their long swords, and stabbed them to death, turning into hiding and shady.

Feng Aotian flew back to the bedroom with Ye Meixi and shocked Feng Yinqi, who was sleeping. Before he got up, Feng Aotian threw him off the bed and rolled on the carpet several times.

Feng Yinqi rubbed his eyes, raised his eyes, and saw the person lying on the bed. Feng Aotian had a gloomy face, healed his pulse and pushed his palm to heal him.

Feng Yinqi stood up from the ground, and quickly stood on one side, looking at the person lying on the bed. Wasn't this the man lying beside Uncle Wang that night, what was his name? Oh, yes, Ye Meixi, why hasn't seen him for a few days, become like this?

He turned around, brought a chair, climbed up, propped his head with his hands, and watched quietly.

As time passed slowly, Feng Aotian saw that his complexion was slightly bloody, then he took his palms, put the brocade on his body, turned around, and saw that Feng Yinqi was already asleep on the chair.

She got up, hugged Feng Yinqi off the chair, then put it on the low couch to the side, took out a new brocade quilt to cover him, and walked to the couch.

Ye Meixi woke up faintly, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Master..."

Feng Aotian sat beside him, looking at him, "I'm not resting yet."

"Ye... the slave family doesn't want to leave." Ye Meixi looked at her and said softly.

"Where can the people of the Lord go except to be beside him?" Feng Aotian stroked his haggard cheek, "Go to sleep."

"Yeah." Ye Meixi nodded and responded, slowly closing her eyes.

That night, the regent's mansion was very quiet, Feng Aotian and his clothes lay beside Ye Meixi, Mu Hanjin stood by the window all night, and Feng Yinqi did not wake up until the next day.

When Feng Aotian woke up, looking at Ye Meixi next to her, she was still asleep. She went to bed and saw that Feng Yinqi had been properly dressed and Mu Hanjin was already waiting in the hall.

Feng Aotian glanced at Mu Hanjin lightly. Father Feng hurriedly ordered someone to come and serve her to wash and change her clothes. After everything was prepared, Feng Aotian walked by Mu Hanjin's side, habitually holding his hand and moving forward. Go.

Mu Hanjin looked down and looked at the entangled hands of the two. He felt cold. Feng Yinqi followed behind, looked at the two people in front of him, shook his head from time to time, and then went on to Long Yin.

Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin sat on the imperial court, and the group left the regent's mansion in a mighty manner and drove towards the palace.

On the way, the two were still speechless. It seemed that there was a subtle atmosphere between each other overnight, which made both of them stubbornly reluctant to speak.

Everything was normal in the early dynasty today. After the early dynasty, they still returned to the palace in peace. The three of them entered the study and began to review the memorials. In the past few days, Feng Yinqi also learned a lot, and occasionally made some comments.

Ye Meixi has been resting in the palace since last night. Feng Aotian will take the time to look at his situation. Mu Hanjin has been silent from beginning to end except for official business.

Feng Aotian didn't say anything, maybe, from the beginning, he should get along like this.

After the last memorial was approved, Feng Aotian got up and left the study. Mu Hanjin took the lead in staying and bowed her head and said, "Master, the minister is going to the inspectorate and the household department."

"Go." Feng Aotian threw the token to him, then walked past him and walked out of the study.

Mu Hanjin took the token, turned around, left the palace, and took a pair of guards to the inspectorate in a carriage.

Feng Aotian said to the two souls in Hidden and Dark, "Secretly protecting Mu Hanjin."

Feng Yinqi walked by Feng Aotian's side and looked at her gloomy expression. He suddenly didn't want to grow up. He felt that staying beside Uncle Wang like this was great.

On that day, Ye Meixi was still not awake, but Feng Aotian secretly made calculations. Mu Hanjin did not return from the household until late at night, but went to the bedroom, and after asking Feng Aotian for peace, she returned to Qinghui Pavilion.

Mu Hanyao hadn't received Feng Aotian's secret letter for two days. He sat in the camp by himself, thinking, has something happened to her? It was because of the delay. It became a habit to receive her reply every day. Now, suddenly he didn't receive it in two days. It made him feel like he was missing something step by step.

At this moment, a black shadow flashed by, and two secret letters fell in front of his book case. He stretched out his hand and opened the secret letter in front of him. On it was Feng Aotian replying to him about grain and grass, with only four words, "No need to worry. ."

He opened another secret letter, which was still the secret letter she wrote last time. He looked at the reply on it, "When the master touches it, it will naturally become clear."

Even though Mu Hanyao closed the secret letter without replying, thinking that since the last time it was impulsive, this time, he will not reply again, so he picked up a clean letter and wrote the past few days. The thing, then closed, was another dark shadow, and the secret letter on the table disappeared.

Mu Hanyao put the sealed letter away and put it in a hidden place. Then, when he walked out of the camp, the irritability of the past two days was suddenly gone. He raised his eyes and looked at the bright moonlight, and he was deeply relieved. Tone.

For three consecutive days, the court was extremely calm. Apart from the officials handing in the silver within the time limit, there was nothing important in the Regent's Mansion. However, the right image was seriously ill. Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin remained as usual, except for reviewing the memorials, they were each busy, and so, another day passed.

Ye Meixi finally woke up, her body recovered a lot, and a little bit of internal energy was concentrated in her body. He knew that this was Feng Aotian's credit. The palm she gave himself on that day seemed to be punishing. He actually cleared the remaining poison in his body, and he secretly calculated that he would be able to resume martial arts in less than ten days.

Feng Aotian carrying the porridge, came to him and sat down, "Do you remember what you said that day?"

Ye Meixi looked at her with a smile on his eyebrows, and he nodded slightly, "Well, Nu Jiaxiang stay with him."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "How long can I stay?"

"Until he died." Ye Meixi looked at Feng Aotian. In these days when he was in a coma, he seemed to be alive again. The past was so dark that he was just an abandoned person, but there is such a person. , Still caring about him, caring for him, gave him the courage to live, he didn't want to disappoint her, let alone leave.

Listening to his words, Feng Aotian couldn't help feeling distressed when he thought of his past. He was the first person to make her feel distressed. In this world, the road she has to walk is too long and too long. If, someone said, Being able to accompany her, then she will feel that she is not alone.

"Can you let go of the past hatred?" Feng Aotian looked at him and asked softly.

Ye Meixi's beautiful eyes were dim, but for a moment, she smiled, "I can put it down."

"Master said that if you want to leave, your master will not stop you." Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi, "As long as you remember that your body belongs to the master."

Ye Meixi stretched out her hand, took her hand, and placed it on her own heart, "What if the slave family wants to try to make this place belong to the Lord?"

"Master has no heart." Feng Aotian withdrew his hand from his heart and handed him the porridge bowl, "Remember, the heart is yours, don't give it to anyone."

Ye Meixi closed his eyebrows and concealed the dimness in his eyes. He wanted to take care of his own heart, this resurged heart.

Feng Aotian got up and turned around. Mu Hanjin was standing at the door, her eyes sinking slightly, "What's the matter?"

"My lord, these are the two accounts handed in by the officials one by one. Please check them. If they are correct, they will be put into the treasury." Mu Hanjin stepped in and said lightly.

Feng Aotian took the account, sat on a chair, and read them one by one, while Mu Hanjin stood respectfully on the side, Ye Meixi drank the porridge without anybody speaking.

Ye Meixi keenly felt what had happened between the regent and Mu Hanjin. Now it seemed that they were so separated, but what was involved was more than estrangement.

He couldn't help thinking, did he let it go? Can you let it go? Can you really let go of the bone-piercing pain that penetrates the bone marrow?

Feng Aotian put away the ledger and put it back into Mu Hanjin's hands, "Well, that's correct."

"Weichen retire." Mu Hanjin took the account book and turned to leave.

Feng Aotian looked at the back of him leaving, thinking to himself, when will he be awkward? Then turned around, Ye Meixi had finished drinking the porridge, raised her eyes, and looked at her with a charming smile.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, "It looks much better."

"Thanks to the Lord, the minion heals quickly," Ye Meixi said in a soft voice.

Feng Aotian lifted Ye Meixi's chin and looked at him, "You don't have to call yourself a slave in front of your master in the future, you are you."

Ye Meixi's mind moved, she wanted him to hold her heart, but, facing her like this, can he hold it? How long can it last?

"It's... slave..." Ye Meixi raised her eyes, looked at her, and responded softly.

"Huh?" Feng Aotian snorted coldly.

"Meixi obeyed." Ye Meixi changed her mouth.

Feng Aotian nodded in satisfaction, and then helped him lie down, "Good health."

"Yes." Ye Meixi nodded and lay down peacefully.

Feng Aotian got up and walked out of the inner hall. Today he deliberately changed his casual clothes. Feng Yinqi came out of the study, and saw Feng Aotian about to go out. He quickly stopped, "Uncle Wang, where are you going?"

"Go out and go around." Feng Aotian continued.

"Can I take my nephew?" Feng Yinqi stepped forward, pulling Feng Aotian's sleeves, "My nephew hasn't been out for a long time. Before, Uncle Wang took my nephew everywhere."

"Then don't hurry up and change clothes." Feng Aotian looked at him with a pitiful appearance and said in a deep voice.

Feng Yinqi quickly turned around, quickly changed his clothes, and rushed out.

Feng Aotian took him with his toes lightly and left the palace.

The two immediately entered the Furong Pavilion, the old bustard raised his eyes and saw Feng Aotian, and hurriedly greeted him, "Wang..."

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and the old bustard changed his mouth and called out quickly, "Prince Prince, you are here."

"Where is Xing Wuyun?" Feng Aotian asked as he entered.

"The slave family is going to call the son down." The old bustard said, he wanted to turn around to report.

"No, let's talk about which room he is in, so let's go." Feng Aotian said coldly, lowering his head, looking at Feng Yinqi and looking around with curiosity.

"What are you looking at?" Feng Aotian looked at Feng Yinqi and asked.

"Uncle Wang, is this the brothel?" Feng Yinqi asked in a low voice.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "You are still young, just look at it now, and when you get older, the master will pick you up some pretty girls."

"No." Feng Yinqi shook his head quickly and looked at Feng Aotian, "They are all vulgar fans, if you find one, you should also find someone who looks like Uncle Wang."

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and hit him on the head, "Master is a man."

"If you only like men, can't I?" Feng Yinqi asked unconvincedly, raising his neck.

"It's right and right for you to like men." Nonsense, she is a woman. It is normal to like men. She has a gloomy face and stares at Feng Yinqi. "The beautiful men in this world belong to the master, so you are not allowed to rob him."

"The beautiful men in the world are all yours, you are mine." Feng Yinqi said triumphantly. The two of them had already gone upstairs, and under the guidance of the old bustard, they came to an elegant room.

"The son..." The old bustard was about to report.

Feng Aotian lifted his foot and kicked the door open, and saw the hip flasks scattered on the ground. Looking along, there were seven or eight women lying on the ground drunk. She frowned slightly and looked down the bed. I saw Xing Wuyun holding a hip flask, lying in untidy clothes.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and waved, a sharp cold wind hit like a person on the bed, and he saw Xing Wuyun spinning around, avoiding the palm of the wind, opening his eyes, just to face Feng Aotian's cold phoenix eyes , Quickly threw the hip flask on the ground, then bowed and said, "The courtier sees the lord."

"What do women in this place do?" Feng Aotian asked coldly.

"It's nothing, just to accompany the courtier for a while." Xing Wuyun hiccups, and the alcohol on his handsome face has not faded.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Good job." After he said, he waved his palms and hit the woman lying on the ground together. After a short while, the whole room was filled with blood, these drunk and unconscious women. , Has ended his life in his sleep.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, unexpectedly Feng Aotian killed them all, and quickly looked down, "Master, they are just courtiers..."

"If you let the Lord see it for the second time, Lord won't mind putting this Furong Pavilion in ashes. You will wait for one to go out alive." Feng Aotian said coldly, "Don't think that Lord doesn't know what your calculations are. It’s better to behave in matters of the Lord, otherwise, the Lord will handle you regardless of your relationship with the three princes."

Xing Wuyun woke up completely from the wine at the moment. He raised his eyes and ran into Feng Aotian’s cold eyes. He cursed the three princes thousands of times in his heart. He had said long ago that he must not provoke this king. Let him wade through the muddy water, well, now, it is easy to ask God to send God, it is not because she is playing with her applause.

"Master, since you already know that, the courtier is not the prince's person, right?" Xing Wuyun quickly left the relationship.

"Uncle, can you beat Uncle Wang?" Feng Yinqi, who was hiding behind Feng Aotian, poked his head out, looked at Xing Wuyun, and asked.

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Yinqi and then at Feng Aotian. He should be able to win the fight. However, he has never liked fighting and killing, preferring to solve problems peacefully.

"I haven't tried it." Xing Wuyun thought for a while, then replied.

Feng Aotian's eyes were dim, "Want to try?"

"The prince, the courtier likes women, women, why are you trying to force you so hard?" Xing Wuyun said sadly.

"Did you force you?" Feng Aotian said faintly, "At the beginning, you were willing to follow your father back to your house, and traded Furong Pavilion for three things about your father."

"Then you know, this is just a sale." The reason why Xing Wuyun did that deal at the beginning was that he didn't want to use force to exchange a Furong Pavilion for freedom, which was not very good.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Oh, it's just business?"

"Naturally." Xing Wuyun nodded hurriedly, "You have obtained this Furong Pavilion, and the courtier has been free."

Feng Aotian evoked a wicked smile, "Old Bustard, from now on, if you dare to let him enter the Furong Pavilion again, the Lord will burn the Furong Pavilion."

When the old bustard heard this, he was shocked. Isn't this an explicit order to drive the master out? She was a little hard to handle and dare not accept it.

"If you stay, stay for a while, the master will kill one person." Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun coldly, and she wanted to see what he could do.

After Xing Wuyun heard it, of course he knew that what she said was true, and quickly flew away.

Feng Aotian turned around and looked at the Furong Pavilion in front of him, "From now on, Furong Pavilion will not welcome guests. People related to Xing Wuyun must disappear today, otherwise, don't blame the Lord for killing."

When the old bustard listened, he suddenly fell into a cold sweat, just to face Shang Feng Aotian's bloodthirsty cold eyes, he immediately retreated in fright.

Feng Yinqi raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian's solemn figure, then looked at the dead body in the room, and suddenly realized, "Uncle Wang, you came here to catch him on purpose?"

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, pinching Feng Yinqi's cheek, "Not stupid."

"But, my nephew thinks that my uncle let you catch it on purpose." Feng Yinqi said again pretendingly.

Feng Aotian stared at him, "Knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing."

"Uncle Wang, my nephew is wrong." Feng Yinqi shut up quickly and stopped talking.

Feng Aotian said coldly, "Send someone to re-install Furong Pavilion. All the shops on this street will be closed for the Lord tomorrow and returned to the court."

"Yes." The soul replied.

Feng Yinqi raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, "Uncle Wang, this will arouse public resentment."

"Who dares to complain, just come to the Lord." Feng Aotian said coldly, turned around, and returned to the Prince Regent's Mansion with Feng Yinqi.

That night, the most prosperous streets in the capital were instantly closed, and all were affixed with imperial seals and returned to the imperial court.

Only the shops marked with the word "卫" still opened as usual, but the street was sealed off by officers and soldiers, and no entry was allowed.

Even if the shop does business as usual, there are no customers. Xing Wuyun lay lazily on the bed, holding a hip flask, and looking at the man on the side, "Oh, although your family is big, but, that evil god, you are sure to provoke?"

"No way, life is too boring." The man under the bead curtain leaned on the low couch, with blood-red robes scattered on the soft couch, his graceful figure appeared loomingly, unable to see his appearance. But just by listening to the voice, you can know that this person must have the beauty of the country and the city.

Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, "I'm living a happy life, but I just asked you to get it back. That's all, I want to play with you. Anyway, I don't want to provoke me. I almost...Anyway, I won't go."

"What happened last time?" The man asked slowly, his voice was very sweet, as beautiful as silk and bamboo.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I already have my heart. Although I am romantic, uncle, I am not bothered, let alone abnormal." Xing Wuyun lifted the flask, raised his head, poured a sip of wine, and then turned over and got up on the soft couch. Then turned around and looked out the window, "You must be happy in life, don't let Jinzunkong face the moon."

"What did you say she was going to do?" the man under the bead curtain asked in a low voice.

"What's the matter with me?" Xing Wuyun tossed the hip flask in his hand at random, walked into the house, lay down on his own, and fell asleep soundly.

Under the bead curtain, the fragrant mist diffuses and the sound of the piano is melodious.

Two days later, Feng Aotian took out half of the silver in the national treasury, and opened a new silver account directly in charge of the imperial court, named "Public Opinion Silver Account."

This silver number was built for the poor. You can borrow the opposite silver tael from this silver number. However, it must meet the loan conditions. For example, if you want to borrow grain, according to the amount and head, when you need to repay the grain; if it is borrowed The two banks can borrow money only after verifying the correctness according to their respective circumstances. Only when the amount exceeds a certain amount of silver can the interest increase, but the interest is also lower than that of other banks.

When the silver account was first opened, Feng Aotian was handed over to the Department of Household Shangshu to personally supervise it. On the first day of the opening, someone specially stood in front of the silver account and shouted loudly, explaining the advantages of the silver account. On the second day, some people couldn’t help but curiosity and luck, so they came to borrow silver. There will be a small servant who will be responsible for it. After verification, the silver was honored and the contract was signed. In this way, for a few days, one after another. There were people coming, and within half a month, the entire bank had an endless stream of people borrowing money every day.

As for the shops in the prosperous streets, they were reopened after being sealed up for three days. However, the land deeds of all shops belonged to the court, and the merchants had to pay the rent of the court shops and the monthly profit tax. However, if so, This business is not doing well, and when applying to close the shop, the court will also calculate the assets and give the shop a certain amount of silver. It is also a matter of killing two birds with one stone.

As soon as this move was made, although some businesses were unwilling, it was also helpless. Instead of being completely expropriated by the court, it would be better to follow the court. Who would let it? Now that the entire Fengguo economy has plummeted, it is already difficult to operate. It was sealed, and it was lost.

However, another lively scene appeared on this street. No one dared to enter the shop with the word "guard". It was because the regent ordered that anyone who supported them would be against the court. Now, Many people have borrowed money from the court, and many merchants’ shops are located here, and they are also owned by the court. How can they have the guts to go in? This is a desperate thing.

In the Prince Regent's Mansion, Feng Aotian looked at the accounts of the silver account these days. Now, ten days have passed since the establishment of the silver account. She was thinking about the time. She was waiting for the day when the three princes negotiated with her.

In these days, Mu Hanjin didn't have much conversation with Feng Aotian except for official duties. Everything changed since that day. Maybe she was waiting for him to take the initiative to speak.

Yesterday, he received a letter from Master. He took Feng Aotian’s birth eight characters, and the situation on that day was counted. Master also observed the sky that night, meaning that the place where the king appeared was in Feng Kingdom. , Aiming at Feng Aotian's birthday, the person he was waiting for was Feng Aotian.

After thinking about it all night, he finally made the final decision. Since he couldn't escape this cage, he was destined to be entangled with her. Now, it is time for him to leave the mountain.

Feng Aotian checked the number, and the Household Department Shangshu returned with the account book.

Mu Hanjin stood outside the palace, waiting quietly, Feng Aotian raised his eyes, "What's the matter?"

He stepped forward slowly, then knelt on the ground, took out a piece of brocade cloth in both hands, and handed it to her.

Feng Aotian took the brocade cloth, opened it, looked at the handwriting on it, read it one by one, raised his eyes, and looked at him, "For thousands of years, there have been such rumors in the land of Shenzhou. According to legend, when this land was opened up , There is a tribe that was born in accordance with the destiny. They are proficient in gossip, watch the sky at night, can predict the future, and know the fate of everyone. Once this continent has turmoil, they will appear to assist Mingjun and rule the world. And this The tribe, named the'wind' tribe, means to follow the wind and also to comply with the destiny."

"Exactly." Mu Hanjin replied lightly, his birth was doomed to end, he was born in accordance with the destiny.

Feng Aotian watched him. She knew that what was hidden behind him was not simple, but she hadn't expected it to be so, she whispered, "Are you a member of the'Wind' tribe?"

"Yes." Mu Hanjin replied.

"According to your ability, you don't need to be controlled by this at all, why should you stay here?" Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, obviously puzzled.

"When Weichen was born, Master found me. When Weichen was three years old, he was taken back to the mountain to practice cultivation. I didn’t leave the mountain until I was fifteen. Master said that in my generation, there will be a catastrophe. , And my mission is to wait for Wang Zun to appear and assist him to dominate the world.” Mu Hanjin continued, “Before this, the Weichen will never reveal a trace of ability.”

"If that's the case, then you are telling this king now, have you found the person you destined?" Feng Aotian narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Mu Hanjin continued, and handed her the golden plate in her arms again.

Feng Aotian took the gold plate, which was engraved with a dragon on it. When she reached out and stroked it, the dragon on the gold plate jumped out and hovered in the air.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at the golden dragon hovering above, affirming this established fact even more, "Only when Wang Zun touches this golden plate, can the golden dragon appear."

Feng Aotian was surprised. She had ambitions and wanted to dominate the world, but now, looking at this small golden plate and listening to Mu Hanjin's words, she obviously still feels a little illusory. After all, she was in her previous life. Living in the high-tech era, nowadays, when encountering such a thing, it is still inevitable to be shocked, but when she thinks that she can travel through this kind of supernatural thing, why not be surprised.

"According to what you said, this king is your destined person?" Feng Aotian stared at Mu Hanjin and asked coldly.

"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded, "Jin Guangxian, Wang Zunxian, the world is chaotic."

"Haha..." Feng Aotian sneered, "What if this king is not the one you are waiting for?"

"Weichen will wait until it is." Mu Hanjin replied firmly.

"If you wait? You will leave this king?" Feng Aotian got up, took a step forward, and stared at him.

"Yes." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and met her gaze.

"Do you have martial arts?" Feng Aotian asked himself.

"Weichen's martial arts were already sealed by the master when he went down the mountain. Once Wang Zun is waiting for the dragon to fly to the sky, the seal in the Weichen's body will also be released." Mu Hanjin continued.

"Your seal is lifted now?" Feng Aotian's eyes flashed with unpleasantness. She didn't want the people around her to be stronger than her.

Mu Hanjin nodded, he raised his hand, turned around, and with a flick of his finger, a towering tree a hundred meters away was shaken and collapsed.

Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, "Fortunately, you are this king's person, otherwise, this king will kill you."

Mu Hanjin curled her eyebrows, flashed a dullness, raised her eyes, and restored to the indifference she used to be. She is still that elegant and jade-like person, but he is no longer what he used to be.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, helped him up, stretched out and held his hand, "Now you tell this king the truth, have you made a decision, do you follow this king?"

"Mu Hanjin, the 28th generation descendant of the'Wind' clan, see Wang Zun!" Mu Hanjin took a step back and knelt on one knee.

Feng Aotian waved his hand, "Get up."

Mu Hanjin stood up indifferently and stood in front of her respectfully. Feng Aotian looked at him now, but he couldn't find the previous feeling, "This king hopes you are just the beauty of the master."

Mu Hanjin's curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was silent. Feng Ao went up to the sky, holding his hand and looking at him, "Mu Hanjin, nowadays, there are many disasters in Fengguo and no one is available. You are willing to stay with him. My lord, this road is destined to be very hard and lonely, do you want to go?"

"This is the mission of Weichen." Mu Hanjin said immediately.

"If it's not your mission, what about you?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at her, but she was silent at last, would she? Will he? He didn't know that when he was born, the meaning of his life was to wait and wait for that person to appear. In the two years in the Regent Palace, how much he wished to meet the appearance of Wang Zun sooner, so that he would leave the prisoner. Cage, but, now, when he waited, it turned out to be the person he wanted to escape desperately. Why, he didn't have a hint of resentment or sadness, but was a little bit more pleased?

Feng Aotian sneered and let go of his hand, "In the future, you will live in Qinghui Pavilion. If you want to return to Mu Mansion, you can go to the Inspectorate to take up the post tomorrow. The memorial can also be endorsed. Go to this king."

Mu Hanjin listened quietly to Feng Aotian's words, and replied softly, "Yes."

Feng Aotian turned his back to him, "Now, you are the same. When the king becomes the throne, you will be designated as the national teacher."

"Weichen obeyed." Mu Hanjin didn't know Feng Aotian's plan. His mission was to assist her. Now, she pushed him out, but now, isn't this arrangement very good? Isn't it good that he is free and can go anywhere?

"Retreat." Feng Aotian waved his hand.

"Weichen retire." Mu Hanjin respectfully saluted and withdrew from the bedroom.

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, looking at the brocade cloth in his hand and the gold plate, his eyes flashed darkly, and there was another sneer, "Golden light, Wang Zunxian, the world is chaotic."

Mu Hanjin stepped out, but felt that her heart was congested. She raised her eyes and looked at the watery moonlight, but there was no half of joy. Now, he resumed martial arts and his footsteps were lighter. After a while, he returned. Qinghui Pavilion.

Leng Qianye has recovered well these few days. Seeing Mu Hanjin's breath is wrong, he seems to feel something. In these few days, he is very silent. Even when he comes back, he does not go to bed until late. Sometimes, he always leans against the window. When he was in a daze, he was a lot thinner, but at this meeting, when I saw him, I felt very different.

"Han Jin, how can you have martial arts?" Leng Qianye asked in a low voice.

"Brother Leng, this is a long story." Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Qianye, naturally knowing that he was very keen, "I see that you are recovering very well these days, it seems that you will be healed soon after. "

"Yes." Leng Qianye knew that Mu Hanjin had no choice but to say nothing, so he didn't force it. In the past few days, seeing the changes in her body, she was a little excited.

"After you are cured, I will accompany you back to Leng Mansion to visit the old lady and Sister Peihan." Mu Hanjin said with a light smile.

"Can I leave the house?" Leng Qianye's handsome and extraordinary face flashed with joy.

"It should be, although the regent's methods are cruel, he is not an innocent person." Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Qianye and said directly.

"Han Jin, you have changed." Leng Qianye's eyes were dark as Hanyu's eyes flashed with doubt.

Mu Hanjin smiled indifferently, raised her eyes, and stared into the distance, "I am who I am. It has never changed, but I waited until I waited."

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