This Lord is Too Cruel

"Suitable, my subordinates go down to call General Leng. After there has been no movement in the camp, the subordinates entered the camp and saw General Leng lying on the bed, motionless. Watch the latest novel on -_-!-_-! "Baidu Search" the soldier in front of him said tremblingly.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, then looked at Mu Hanyao, "You wait to continue."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian, then nodded, then turned around, leading everyone back to the camp.

Feng Aotian looked at the soldier beside him, "Take me to his camp."

"Yes." The soldier took the order and immediately led Feng Aotian to the camp. She stepped into the camp and saw Leng Qianye lying peacefully on the bed, placed on one arm, the wound had turned into black blood, and she went on Stepping forward, he whispered, "Leng Qianye?"

Seeing that there was no movement from him, he helped him up, lowered his head, sucked out the black blood from his wound, and vomited it on the ground. He was bitten, and he lasted so long?

She held him steady, sat cross-legged, and then raised her palms, giving him internal strength, Leng Qianye's forehead was dripping with sweat, and the camp was silent.

In the chamber, Mu Hanyao looked at Li Su and Jibo in front of him, "You have to make a statement about the war last night. The new method used last night is now ordered to be done again and placed on the tower. "

"Yes." Li Su, Jibai, and everyone are still worried about Leng Qianye, but seeing Mu Hanyao's stern face, they didn't dare to ask any more.

After Mu Hanyao had properly accounted for all the affairs, everyone walked out of the chamber, but they still didn't hear any news, everyone looked at Mu Hanyao.

"General Mu, I will wait until I want to go and see." Jibai said from one side.

"Yes, now this is the case, the end will be really worried." Li Su also echoed.

Mu Hanyao looked at them, "Everything is going on as usual, so go ahead."

Everyone was stunned, then they answered, "Yes." Then they dispersed.

Mu Hanyao stepped up and walked to Leng Qianye's camp. Standing outside, he saw the soldiers guarding outside the camp, "Is there any movement inside?"

"The emperor went in but never came out." The soldier whispered back.

Mu Hanyao took a step forward, looking at the sky in front of him, his stern face was coated with radiance, and he said nothing.

Feng Aotian slowly took his palms away, and Leng Qianye's body slowly fell towards her, she followed him, he leaned on her shoulders, opened his eyes slightly, imprinted on her face, and then slowly closed. He closed his eyes and fainted.

Feng Aotian got up, laid him flat on the bed, covered the quilt, then put a pill into his mouth, saw him swallowing it, bandaged the wound on his arm, turned around, and walked out of the camp.

As soon as they stepped out of the camp, the soldiers guarding outside the camp knelt on the ground, "The emperor!"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao, who was standing with his back to her. He took a step forward and saw him turn around and said, "The emperor."

"What are you thinking about?" Feng Aotian smiled lightly, raised his hand, and put his hand into his palm.

Mu Hanyao looked at her, "Qianye is fine, right?"

"Well, I was bitten and didn't clean it up in time. Now, it's all right." Feng Aotian nodded and looked at him, "Walk with him."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded, then took her hand and walked forward.

"The emperor, who are these?" Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian, and expressed the doubt in his heart.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "They are from the Witch tribe, but they were attacked by evil, and the palace was also attacked last night."

Mu Hanyao was startled slightly, raised his eyes, and looked into the distance, "This matter must be inseparable from Qiguo."

"It seems that they are starting to do it." Feng Aotian's eyes flashed a vicious look, and then said, "There must be careful work in the barracks, otherwise, how could Xing Zhiyan be evil?"

"These days, the minister has been investigating secretly, but there are no clues." Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian and continued.

"It's okay, the fox will always show its tail." Feng Aotian said lightly.

The border gate is now in the fall, the autumn is high and the air is very pleasant, the grass has turned yellow, and a gust of wind blows away the clothes of the two people. They didn't have much words, but just strolled in such a quiet way.

Leng Qianye woke up faintly, holding on his aching forehead, looking at the brocade quilt covering his body, and then looking at his arm. It was already bandaged and there was a pool of black blood on the ground. He only looked at it in a daze when he thought of himself. When he reached Feng Aotian's face, he got off the bed and walked out of the barracks.

The soldier saw Leng Qianye and exclaimed with joy, "General, you finally woke up."

"What happened?" Leng Qianye asked, looking at the soldier in front of him.

"The subordinates of Shicai called you to the chamber, but they entered the tent without hearing the sound. They saw you lying on the bed without any reaction. Therefore, the subordinates rushed to the chamber and reported to the emperor. The emperor then rushed over." The soldier said carefully about what happened.

"Well, I know." Leng Qianye knew that his talent was not an illusion, but that she had really come, and she saved him.

He turned his eyes, looked at the wound on his arm, stroked it lightly, then turned around, entered the camp, and after washing, he walked out, "Where is the emperor?"

"We went to the grassland with General Mu." The soldier replied in a low voice.

Leng Qianye looked at the grass in the distance, and then walked forward.

"The border will be handed over to you and Leng Qianye, and I will go back tomorrow." Feng Aotian thought, three days later, it will be the scientific examination, and the palace does not know what is going on now.

Mu Hanyao was startled slightly, for some reason, at this moment, a heart suddenly felt unwilling to give up, he lowered his eyes and replied, "Yes."

Feng Aotian looked at him in such a calm manner, sighed faintly, then pulled up a piece of yellowed grass and played with it in his hand, while holding his hand, the two walked forward.

Then he heard an eagle whirling in the sky, and suddenly, directly hitting her in front of her, Feng Aotian flew up, grabbed the falling eagle, and then landed on the ground.

Mu Hanyao stepped forward and looked at her, "My lord, this eagle is injured."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian watched an arrow hit its body, then placed it on the ground, stroked its head with one hand, and pulled out the arrow from its body with the other hand, and then tore it from his body. Next, take out a piece of cloth, take out the golden sore medicine in his arms, sprinkle it on its body, wrap it up, look at it, then look at Mu Hanyao, "Master has rewarded you with this eagle."

Mu Hanyao had another meal, looking at Feng Aotian, how could anyone appreciate this? He then responded, "Thank you, the emperor."

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at him, "Keep it well, and take it with you next time you see him."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao nodded, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian.

The cool breeze blew their figures, because the two of them were so close, Feng Aotian raised his eyes and hit Mu Hanyao's chin. He shook his body and fell backwards, Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, Want to catch him, but fell in his arms.

Feng Aotian put his hands on both sides of him, lowered his head, looked at his cold lips, lowered his head, and kissed him, Mu Hanyao opened his hands, embraced her, one turned over, and the two embraced on the grass. Rolling down.

After the two stabilized, Feng Aotian reached out and knocked on his forehead, "Idiot."

Mu Hanyao was stunned again, looking at her face close at hand, what appeared in her mind was still her appearance as a woman, and then turned over again, pressing her under her body, bowing her head, and kissing her. lip.

Standing in the distance, Leng Qianye looked at the picture in front of him, turned around quickly, raised his eyes, and suddenly felt that the air here was a bit suffocated. The picture was so dazzling, he then moved up and left the grass.

Feng Aotian raised his head and bit his lip, then turned over, pressed him under his body, slid his bare hand to his chest, slashed lightly across the armor, and then untied his clothes. With a low laugh, "You took the initiative to get into the arms of the master."

Mu Hanyao's eyes flashed with gloom, and he realized what he was doing? Why is she out of control? Hurriedly reached out and shook her hand, "The emperor..."

Feng Aotian raised his hand, pressed his hand to one side, then lowered his head, looking at the words engraved on his body, and asked in a low voice, "Tell Lord, who are you from?"

"It's the emperor." Mu Hanyao said without hesitation.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then lowered her head, bit the wound, biting fiercely, and then down, listening to his chest undulating and shaking with a strong force, her other hand was already slowly moving towards Next, bumped into that unique place.

Mu Hanyao obviously stiffened, and then said in a dark voice, "The emperor..."

Feng Aotian released his hand, then left his body, re-tied the clothes on his body, and then stood up, "Didn't you say that you knew it after you touched it? I didn't touch it last time. I touched it this time. I see. "

Even if Mu Hanyao is a cold person, at this moment, his bronzed complexion is stained with crimson. He just got up on the grass, then turned around, and walked forward, and he saw that the eagle seemed to be spiritual and his eyes were sad. Staring at him.

Feng Aotian stood on the spot, waiting for him to come over with the eagle, she stepped forward and took his hand, "Go back to camp."

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao stood beside her, and the two slowly returned to the barracks.

Leng Qianye stood outside the camp, watching the two of them walking hand in hand, with a cold and dusty face. At this moment, in this desolate border, even if he is dressed in military uniform, he still has a worldly and independent transcendence. gas.

Feng Aotian saw Leng Qianye standing in front of the camp from a distance. She stepped forward and looked at him, "Is your health better?"

"Back to the emperor, it's not in the way." Leng Qianye said lightly.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, raised his hand, covered his veins, then raised his eyes and looked at him, "Well, it's okay, in the future, you can't hold it so hard. If you are a step late, you can now I really went to see King Hades."

"Thank you, the emperor." Leng Qianye lowered his head, watched her put down her wrist, bowed and said.

Feng Aotian looked at the sky, "Let's go, I'm hungry."

For Leng Qianye, Feng Aotian knew that this predecessor owed him something in the past two years. Now that she has become the owner of this body, she must be held responsible for the previous mistakes made by this body. She is not a responsible person.

Leng Qianye looked at the eagle in Mu Hanyao's arms, and his eyes flashed with doubt, "How can I bring an eagle back?"

"It was injured. The emperor saved it and rewarded it to me." Mu Hanyao lowered his head, looked at the eagle lying quietly in his arms, and continued.

Leng Qianye looked sideways, looked at Feng Aotian, stopped talking, and followed the two of them forward.

The two of them entered the camp, and the food and grass at the border were limited. They were no better than the palace, and they were good enough to eat. Therefore, Feng Aotian looked at the rough tea and rice in front of him, thinking that it was much better than when she was before her.

She has always had no special requirements for food, so she just sat down, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, looked at the two of them, and put the dishes in their bowls separately, "Let’s eat."

"Yes." The two of them answered, picking up the bowls and chopsticks, and the three of them ate quietly. Leng Qianye remembered that this was the first time he had a meal with Feng Aotian.

After lunch, Feng Aotian got up and looked at the two of them, "Go to the tower."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye certainly knew that the emperor was going to inspect the situation of the tower.

The three of them walked to the tower and Feng Aotian looked at the scene in front of him, "Qiguo's army is stationed five miles away from our tower."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao said, looking at Feng Aotian.

"Have you used a slingshot when you were a child?" Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye, and then asked.

"Played." Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye nodded.

Feng Aotian looked at them, "If the slingshot is made ten times smaller than the previous one, how far do you think it can be ejected?"

Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye looked at Feng Aotian, "It should be three miles."

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "What if you double it?"

"The emperor, what do you mean?" Mu Hanyao's eyes lit up and looked at Feng Aotian.

"It's what you think." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao and said with a smile, "Now, the weapons used by Feng Country are too old. Master has found the latest weapons from the other three powerful nations. It was remodeled and ordered to be built overnight, and the frontier can be reached within one month."

"Yes." Leng Qianye thought that their weapons are old now. However, in Feng Guo's current situation, they dare not have other requirements, but she had not expected it, she had already thought of it.

Feng Aotian then looked at Leng Qianye, "How do you read the two military books that the master gave you?"

"Only 80% of the first book has been read." Leng Qianye felt that the latter became more difficult to understand.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Later, you tell the Lord."

"Yes." Leng Qianye's enthusiasm for the art of war is far greater than everything he has. Now, when he hears it, he has a rare look in his eyebrows.

Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian, then at Leng Qianye, "Can the minister listen in?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Naturally."

"A radius of eight li, every ten feet, we must fortify." Feng Aotian looked at the movement in front of him, "when Qiguo has not made any further actions."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao quickly responded, "How to fortify?"

Feng Aotian looked at the two of them, "Every ten feet, they will send someone to dig a big pit three feet deep. If there is a war at that time, they will pour the wine into the pit, then light the wine, and the whole pit will be When it caught fire, they wouldn't dare to step forward."

"Good way." Mu Hanyao couldn't help but admire.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at them, "As for the follow-up, the two of you will make arrangements. If you have anything you need, you can play it up to the master."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye quickly responded.

The three of them returned to the camp and walked to Leng Qianye's tent. Feng Aotian sat in the middle, with Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao sitting on the left and right sides.

"Where?" Feng Aotian looked at Leng Qianye. Then asked.

Leng Qianye turned out puzzled, pointed to the formation above, and asked, "This minister doesn't quite understand."

Feng Aotian looked at the formation in front of him, then took out a pen and paper, re-drew a picture, and then handed it to him, "Can you understand?"

Leng Qianye suddenly realized that, looking at Feng Aotian, "I thank the emperor."

Mu Hanyao sat on one side, watching the two of them focus on the art of war, but he had not read it, so he was a little puzzled, so he could only sit on one side with a cold face, looking at the two dumbly, silently. sound.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at his appearance, smiled lightly, "In the future, let him tell you."

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded.

After Feng Aotian explained the last point, he looked at him, "The second volume is more complicated than the first volume. If you don't understand anything, just write a letter and let Hanyao bring it to the master."

"The minister understands." Leng Qianye raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, and suddenly felt that in his heart, he no longer hated the person in front of him.

Feng Aotian then got up, raised his eyes, and looked at the sky now, "The day passed in a flash."

Mu Hanyao raised his eyes and saw that the sky was dark now. For the first time, he felt that time was passing too fast. He stood up and walked out of the camp.

Feng Aotian looked at the back of him leaving, then looked at Leng Qianye, "If your sister hadn't thought about Hanyao, he wouldn't be able to spare her."

Mu Hanyao listened to Feng Aotian's words outside the camp, but for some reason, there was a slight warmth flashing in his heart, and the corners of his mouth did not feel a little smile.

Leng Qianye was startled and looked at her, "The emperor, my sister, she is just young and ignorant."

Feng Aotian looked at him with nervousness flashing in his eyes, then raised his hand and patted his shoulder, "Master opened the women's scientific examination, and she hurried back, just in time to apply for the exam, but he wants to see. Do the children of your Leng family prefer to bend than bend?"

Leng Qianye looked at Feng Aotian, the big stone in his heart was really put down, and he quickly got up and saluted, "Thank you, the emperor."

Feng Aotian looked at him with such an expression, and couldn't help but laugh, "Master found that your attitude towards him this time is not as cold as before."

Leng Qianye was startled, and then realized that, yes, he saw her now, why didn't he feel bored in the past?

Feng Aotian got up, "You rest well, I don't know when to see you next time."

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at her leaving figure until the tent fell. He looked down and looked at the paper on the table with her handwriting printed on it. He just watched quietly.

Feng Aotian walked out of the camp, stepped forward, from behind Mu Hanyao, holding his hand, "I like to stand in the open space?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded. I don't know when he developed the habit. Whenever her face appeared in his mind, he would stand on the open ground and look at the night sky.

Feng Aotian took him by the hand, stepped into the camp, turned her head, and saw a familiar figure. She then stepped forward and looked at the handsome man in front of her with scars on his face, but stood stubbornly on the spot.

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After half a year, now, when I meet again, I feel that he is much stronger than before, "Come in with the Lord."

Tsing Yi raised his eyes and looked at her, not as timid as before, but, with perseverance, he whispered, "Yes."

Feng Aotian then turned around and entered the camp with Mu Hanyao. Tsing Yi followed behind her. When entering the camp, he half-kneeled, "See the emperor!"

"Get up." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Tell the Lord, who caused Xing Zhiyan to get a sorcery?"

Tsing Yi looked at Feng Aotian, his eyes dimmed, and he knelt down again, "The emperor, this person's subordinates can't speak."

"Your benefactor?" Feng Aotian then asked.

"Exactly." Tsing Yi nodded, "Subordinates can't do things that betray the benefactor."

"Okay." Feng Aotian looked at him, "this time, go back to Beijing with your master."

Tsing Yi raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, obviously taken aback, then lowered his eyes, "Yes."

Mu Hanyao was also taken aback, looking at Tsing Yi in front of him, he felt uncomfortable in his heart for some reason, "The emperor, he..."

"It's okay." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao, "Master has a three-year agreement with him, so he will definitely not break his promise."

Tsing Yi's mind trembled. During these days, he had seen everything in his eyes and had experienced it. To Feng Aotian, his family feud had to be reported. This was also the courage that supported him to live.

"Retreat." Feng Aotian said lightly.

"Yes." Tsing Yi then got up, exited the camp, raised his eyes and looked at the dark night in front of him, he sighed in a low voice, the one that should come is coming.

Feng Aotian got up and looked at him, "Bath, rest, and I will return to Beijing tomorrow."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao nodded, and then ordered someone to prepare hot water. The two of them simply took a bath, and after washing, they lay on the bed.

Mu Hanyao looked sideways and looked at Feng Aotian. She was looking at him with a small smile, his eyes dimmed, "The emperor, why look at the minister?"

Feng Aotian raised her finger and traced the shape of his eyebrows, remembering the first time he saw him, and the cold expression of him now, she put her hand on his eyes, "Go to sleep."

Mu Hanyao stretched out his hand, held her hand in his palm, then closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly.

Inside the imperial palace, today, it is still not in the early morning. However, the news from the emperor indicates that the border crisis has been resolved. Although 30,000 horses have been injured, the eldest brother and Leng are both injured. Fortunately, there is no problem. .

He clutched his heart, he didn't vomit blood on this day, thinking like this, raising his eyes, looking at the moonlight today, the emperor will be back tomorrow. For some reason, waiting like this is extremely difficult.

He turned faintly, suddenly a pain in his heart, he vomited blood again, looked down at his wrist, the red line had passed through the wrist, a strand of blue silk crossed, he raised his hand, took it, and it turned out to be white.

He was shocked suddenly, and then hurriedly walked to the bronze mirror, and when he looked at his hair, he backed back again and again, clutching his heart, and fell to the ground.

Feng Aotian also felt the pain in her sleep. She quickly opened her eyes and turned her eyes to her side. She watched Mu Hanyao lying beside her. She suddenly sighed in relief, got up slowly, put on her robe, and walked out of the camp. .

For some reason, Leng Qianye didn't feel sleepy that night, so he walked out of the camp, raised his eyes, and looked at the night sky.

Feng Aotian walked in the dim open space, walking step by step, letting the cold wind blow on her clothes, face, and black hair. She gathered her robe, how long Mu Hanjin had to hide from her.

Without knowing it, Leng Qianye had already walked out of the barracks, raised his eyes, but saw a figure walking not far away, but he recognized Feng Aotian at a glance. He stopped in place, hesitating, wondering if he should Step forward.

Feng Aotian continued to walk, but Leng Qianye slowly followed up. Under the cold moonlight, he felt that the figure in front of him was very lonely, revealing endless desolation.

For some reason, his feet seemed to be disobedient, just walking forward.

Feng Aotian looked up, glanced at the sky, took a deep breath, then turned around, and saw Leng Qianye coming not far away. She stood there, waiting for him to come.

Leng Qianye met her eyes when she turned around. At this moment, he felt that every step he took was heavy, and his feet seemed to be heavy.

When he fell in front of her, he bowed and said, "The emperor."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "How can I get it out?"

"Where is the emperor?" Leng Qianye asked indifferently, still regaining that indifferent appearance.

Feng Aotian took a deep breath, raised his eyes, looked at the moonlight in the distance, "Thinking of someone alone."

"So does the minister." Leng Qianye almost blurted out and asked who she was thinking about?

"Are you thinking about Xing Zhiyan?" Feng Aotian looked at him and asked.

"No." Leng Qianye said lightly, "The minister has never had **** with her."

"Oh." Feng Aotian nodded, "Then have you ever liked someone and put someone in your heart?"

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at the sky, "Nothing."

Feng Aotian nodded, "Master once had it, now it seems..."

"The emperor." At this moment, Mu Hanyao's voice suddenly sounded.

Feng Aotian turned around and saw him walking out wearing only a shirt. The cold wind was blowing his hair. She stepped forward with a smile, holding his hand, a little cold, then opened the outer robe and put it on one person. Halfway through, "Go back to camp."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao nodded, raised his eyes, and glanced at Mu Hanyao. The two were relatively speechless, then turned around and returned to the barracks together with Feng Aotian.

Leng Qianye stood on the spot, watching the two leaving. He then turned around and lay on the ground, looking at the stars in the sky.

In the palace, Huanxi saw that Mu Hanjin suddenly turned white hair, and fell to the ground in fright, then ran out, only then did he remember that the emperor was not there, and ran to Jinxuan Palace.

Gu Yefeng did not return to the palace and was destroyed. Most of the books in it were burned. Therefore, he volunteered to organize the books in the pavilion. After such a busy day, he is now having a meal in Lanjing Book Palace.

Yi Mu only woke up at noon today, and when he learned that there was nothing wrong in the palace, he relaxed, and immediately joined Gu Yefeng. Now the three of them are having dinner.

He rushed in in a panic with joy, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, "Shifei Lan, go and see my master, he...he..."

Lan Jingshu looked at Huanxi's appearance, quickly put down the dishes, got up, looked at him, "What's wrong with Han Jin?"

"You'll know when you go and see." Huanxi didn't know how to speak, tears were about to flow out.

Lan Jingshu hurriedly moved towards Qinghui Palace, Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng looked at each other, and immediately followed them out.

When Lan Jingshu entered the main hall and stepped into the inner hall, he saw a man sitting on the ground with silver hair and a trance. He opened his eyes wide in amazement and looked at him in disbelief. Then he slowly stepped forward, half Squatting in front of him, waiting to see his face clearly, he whispered, "Han Jin..."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes in a daze, looked at Lan Jingshu, and grabbed his arms. "What you see is true?"

"What's wrong with you?" Lan Jingshu wanted to help him up, but he couldn't move.

"I...what's wrong with me?" Mu Hanyao stood up from the ground and put the hair on his chest in front of his eyes, "What should come will come after all."

"Han Jin, you..." Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu also rushed over. When they saw Mu Hanjin's silver hair, they were shocked.

Mu Hanjin turned her eyes, she had recovered her former indifferent, "It's okay, it's just white hair."

"You tell me, what are you hiding from the emperor?" Lan Jingshu looked at the closest friend in front of him, and couldn't help shouting loudly.

Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jingshu, "Jingshu, it doesn't matter, the emperor will be back tomorrow."

Lan Jingshu was startled slightly, turned around, and walked out.

Looking at Mu Hanjin's appearance, Gu Yefeng also shook his head in disbelief, then raised his eyes and looked at Yi Mu.

Yi Mu slowly stepped forward and looked at him, "The Emperor Minger will be back, are you ready?"

"Sooner or later this disaster will have to be faced, but I didn't expect it to come so early." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes, looked at Yi Mu, and continued.

"Hey." Yi Mu shook his head, then turned and pushed Gu Yefeng away.

In the emperor's bedroom, Mr. Cat re-arranged all the furnishings in the bedroom and replaced them with new ones. They looked very bright and more luxurious. He held the tea cup and looked around, instantly comfortable After a lot, I smelled the fragrance of tea lightly, this is the tea that the master Su Ri likes to drink.

Si Xi stood on one side, looking at Mr. Cat in front of him, thinking of Mr. Cat’s courage. Compared with Mr. Feng, he was more aggressive and possessive of the emperor. It seems that in the future, this The other concubines in the palace are going to suffer.

"When will the emperor come back?" Mr. Cat pointed at the soul in the hidden and dark place, and asked sharply.

"Tomorrow, I will leave, and I will return at night." The soul replied quickly.

"What happened to the border?" Father Cat put down the tea cup, raised one of his legs, and leaned back on the soft couch, asking comfortably.

"The border is okay now, but Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao are injured." The soul replied truthfully, and they naturally knew that the cat is powerful. If it is, if it is not recruited now, some of them will suffer in the future.

The cat's father-in-law raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a humming sound between his nose, "Is it the master?

"Yes." The soul thought it should be, anyway, both of these were kissed by my grandfather.

"It seems that in the past two years when the Sajia is absent, the Lord has lived happily." A cold stern flashed between the eyes of the cat.

The soul heard the coldness in the words of Mr. Cat, and hurriedly shrank to the side, and then said, "Papa Cat, you haven't seen the emperor for a long time, the emperor has changed a lot now."

"Really?" Mr. Cat raised his finger and fiddled gently, "It has changed, and he is also the master of the Sajia, so he will spoil him."

The soul trembled a few times as he heard it, and then said, "However, Mu Hanjin is now the emperor's heart."

Father Cat felt that the soul talked a lot today, so he snorted, "Are you talking more and more now?"

The soul hurriedly shrank his neck, "Mother Cat, didn't you let your subordinates say it."

Mr. Cat cleared his throat, "So what, even if it's the heart of his heart, Sajia will give him a bite."

The soul no longer speaks, and naturally understands the sour temperament of the cat father-in-law, and I am afraid that it will not be purified in the future.

Feng Aotian and Mu Hanyao returned to the camp. She raised her eyes and saw Mu Hanyao's gloomy eyes. She laughed in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Mu Hanyao didn't speak, but went on the bed and lay down.

Feng Aotian looked at him with such an expression, then stepped forward, opened his arms, wrapped his back around him, rubbed his cheeks on his generous back a few times, "Don't tell the Lord, you are jealous."

Mu Hanyao's body stretched, how could he? He quickly condensed his thoughts, then remained silent, simply closed his eyes, and continued to fall asleep. Shih Cai, when he woke up, he saw no one beside him. For the first time he felt lonely, and he quickly got off the bed. Regardless of putting on a piece of clothing, he rushed out of the camp, looking for her figure. When he saw that she and Leng Qianye were standing at the same place and talking happily, an inexplicable displeasure flashed in his heart, even Sullen and jealous, such thoughts swept all his thoughts.

He opened his eyes abruptly and suddenly realized something, no, this is impossible, he calmed down the fluctuating emotions in his heart, and then closed his eyes again.

When she woke up early the next morning, Feng Aotian saw that there was no longer Mu Hanyao beside her. She stood up, washed and dressed properly, and walked out of the camp.

"Where is Mu Hanyao?" Feng Aotian asked in a deep voice, looking around, no one was there.

"General Mu has gone to the school training ground." The soldier responded quickly, bowing his head.

Feng Aotian smiled, and then looked at the soldier beside him, "Well, when he comes back, I will tell him that he is back to Beijing."

"Yes." The soldier replied, and then knelt on the ground.

Feng Aotian nodded, then looked at Tsing Yi, who was already not far away, "Let's go."

"Yes." Tsing Yi nodded, and then followed Feng Aotian out of the barracks step by step.

The soldiers in the army knelt on the ground together, "Send to the emperor!"

Compared with half a year ago, when he left, the feeling of excitement and eagerness of the soldiers at the border, now it seems to show worship.

She then mounted her horse, looked at Tsing Yi, stretched out her hand, pulled him behind her, and drove away.

Mu Hanyao rode a horse back from the training ground, looking at the figure that had gone away, a touch of invisible reluctance and sadness flashed between his eyebrows, then turned his horse's head and returned to the training ground.

Leng Qianye stood outside the camp, watching Mu Hanyao's leaving figure, watching the disappearing figure in the distance, and his indifferent face, flashed a sneer, then turned around and stepped into the camp.

Mu Hanjin stood in the hall, standing all night, letting the cold wind eat his bones, but he didn't have any coldness. Seeing the sky gradually light up, he finally sighed quietly, then turned around and stepped into the inner hall. Looking at his face in front of him, he still looked like a jade, but the blue silk had turned into silver hair.

He bowed his head, picked up the Yunjin hair band, tied the silver hair behind his head, then turned around, and walked out of Qinghui Palace. Lan Jingshu stood outside the palace all night, turned around and looked at him.

He smiled gently, "What do you dare to do, go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and the next day will be a scientific examination."

"Yeah." Lan Jingshu did not speak, nodded and said, the two walked forward.

When Mr. Cat was standing in the emperor's bedroom, he saw Mu Hanjin's silver hair and a cold flash of slender eyes, and then whispered, "How can he not become this ghost for a day."

Si Xi stood aside, silent, because he didn't know it either, but only knew that these days, Concubine Mu often vomited blood.

The two went out of the palace and sat in the carriage, Lan Jingshu looked at his silver hair, "Are you..."

"Is it something?" Mu Hanjin put down the zipper in his hand, raised his eyes, and asked nonchalantly.

"Are you..." Lan Jingshu took a deep breath, "Is there not much time?"

Mu Hanjin looked at him, "Jing Shu, can you promise me one thing?"

"Let's talk." Lan Jingshu nodded.

"If there is one day, you will take good care of the emperor for me." Mu Hanjin showed sincere eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu.

Lan Jingshu smiled warmly, "Before Feng Gonggong dies, please also ask me to take good care of the emperor. Now, you also ask me, how can I, I neither have your weight in her heart, nor Feng Gonggong. The weight in her heart is that there is no martial arts, and no planning, how can I take good care of her?"

Mu Hanjin raised his hand and patted Lan Jingshu's shoulder, "Don't you think you have any thoughts about the emperor in these days of getting along?"

"What about it?" Lan Jingshu smiled bitterly, "I know where I am, and I know exactly what I am in her heart, but you are different. No one can replace your position in her heart."

"Her mind is afraid that no one knows. I just want to have someone to accompany her after I leave, so that she won't be alone." Mu Hanjin said quietly.

"The father-in-law who just arrived, it seems that he won't make the emperor alone." Lan Jingshu said coolly.

"I know." Mu Hanjin nodded. These days, she has taken root in her heart and occupied all of his thoughts. The more so, the more he is reluctant to leave. But, his life is over, what can he do?

"Is there no other way?" Lan Jingshu couldn't help asking.

"No." Mu Hanjin looked at him, "This is my destiny. I am destined to give her my heart. I am destined to live for her and die for her."

"Hey, I did not expect that one day, you and I will encounter such a situation, and I never thought that one day, you will become like this because of a man, let alone anyone who is involved in her, In the end, they will fall unknowingly, whether it is body or mind." Lan Jingshu sighed, her handsome face flashed with sadness, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "She will be back today."

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, "I am ready to meet her."

The day passed in a hurry, Feng Aotian rushed back to the capital late at night, went back to the palace, put down Qingyi, and then returned to the Imperial Palace, and saw a man with a grimace standing in front of him.

"Master, you are back."

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