This Lord is Too Cruel

Feng Aotian lowered his head, looked at the footprints in front of him, then raised his eyes, and looked at the minister of war to his side, "Who has the key to this weapon storehouse besides you?"

"The emperor, the key to this armory has always been in the hands of the ministers. Except for other officials who are on duty every day, the ministers will leave them with a spare. In this case, there will be two servants in the entire Ministry of War and four in charge. Update on speed Waiting for you, Baidu search for Lewen is fine!"

"Daddy Cat, I'll leave this to you." Feng Aotian absolutely believed in Daddy Cat's insight. She then took a step and left the Ministry of War.

Who on earth stole the weapon? These are all newly-built weapons. If you hesitate, what about the border? Fortunately, she was prepared and secretly set up a privately-made weapons warehouse. Now, they can only ask them to quickly transport the weapons they built back to the border, but it is not easy to **** the weapons.

She then returned to the palace and quickly wrote a letter, "Pass this letter to the border."

"Yes." Po answered.

At the border gate, Mu Hanyao stood alone on the tower, watching the operation of the soldiers in the distance, his eyes flashed sadly, lowered his head, stroking the city wall, she had only left for a day, how could she miss it so much?

Leng Qianye stepped forward and walked to his side, "You have something on your mind?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded and looked at Leng Qianye, "I never thought that she would suddenly appear at the border. At that moment, a strange thought suddenly rose in my heart."

Leng Qianye looked into the distance, "Are you moved to her?"

"Maybe." Mu Hanyao said quietly, "how about you?"

Leng Qianye turned his eyes, staring at him faintly, "What do you want to say?"

"Could it be that in your heart, didn't you change your opinion of her?" Mu Hanyao looked at Leng Qianye, he could vaguely feel that Leng Qianye's attitude towards Feng Aotian was different from the past.

Leng Qianye looked at him, "Yes, when you know her past, maybe many things have changed."

Mu Hanyao was silent. For some reason, he suddenly gave birth to a trace of selfishness, to prevent Leng Qianye from knowing her goodness too much, and he didn't want his heart to be shaken for her.

Because, they and her have long been separated, the relationship between the monarch and the minister, and they are all men, how can they have feelings?

However, his younger brother, Mu Hanjin was so affectionate that he went in like this.

Leng Qianye also remembered what Mu Hanjin had said, and he chuckled, "I used to be so persistent to Mu Hanjin at all costs, but now, I have a little experience, maybe, in her body. , With a light we have never seen before."

"Yeah, okay, I don't want this anymore. The fortifications in front of you must be set up before Fu Han notices it." Mu Hanyao looked at Leng Qianye and said.

"Yeah." Leng Qianye nodded and looked at him, "I'm going to train the formation."

"Okay." Mu Hanyao replied, looking at the tower in front of him, until late at night, he turned and left and returned to the barracks.

Seeing the secret letter on the book case, he took a deep breath, then opened it, and when he saw the contents inside, he got up quickly and walked out of the camp.

Leng Qianye also just came back, looking at his cold eyes, "What happened?"

"Look at it." Mu Hanyao handed the secret letter in his hand to Leng Qianye.

Leng Qianye received the secret letter, and after reading it, his indifferent countenance flashed a touch of coldness, "It seems that Beijing is still not peaceful."

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded, and then looked at him, "The border will be handed over to you, and I will bring the people back to Beijing overnight."

"Okay," Leng Qianye looked at Mu Hanyao, suddenly felt that perhaps in Feng Aotian's heart, Mu Hanyao's weight was heavier than him, the first thing he thought of was Mu Hanyao returning to Beijing, not him.

Mu Hanyao didn't think much, but went to call Jibai over. Jibai followed Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye for many years, and he did everything well. Now, let him stay at the border. Li Su is better.

Li Su is a person who can't put things on hold. If you leave him here, he will definitely yell everywhere. It's better to take it with him. It's safer along the way.

Leng Qianye looked at Mu Hanyao's impatient figure, and pressed her thin lips slightly. He felt that he had really thought about many things now, and then stepped into the camp.

An hour later, Mu Hanyao rushed to the capital with 10,000 horses. This was also the first time Mu Hanyao returned to Beijing after years of separation.

Ji Bai looked at Mu Han's distant figure and sighed, "General Mu has not returned to Beijing for many years. If the old lady sees him, she will be happy."

Leng Qianye turned his eyes, looked at Jibai, suddenly felt that he was crazy, he finally left the capital, why, now he wants to go back?

He suddenly turned around, stepped into his camp, and then picked up the military book and looked at it.

In the middle of the night, when Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu returned to the emperor's bedroom, they felt that the atmosphere in the hall was very gloomy.

The two looked at each other and stepped forward. Mu Hanjin looked at her, "The emperor..."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "It seems that I have a lot of meticulous work in this period."

"Can you find it out?" Mu Hanjin asked, sitting beside her, holding her hand.

"The latest weapon built by the Ministry of War was replaced by a defective one." Feng Aotian said solemnly.

"If that's the case, what weapons are there?" Mu Hanjin couldn't help but worry.

"It's okay, the Lord has sent a secret letter to your elder brother, he will rush back to Beijing as soon as possible, and personally transport the weapons back to the border." Feng Aotian thought, in the current situation, people in Beijing can no longer be used.

"Big Brother is coming back?" Mu Hanjin couldn't help but feel a little surprised, looking at Feng Aotian, "This is also the perfect solution."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian looked at the two of them, "Tomorrow is a scientific examination, you two have to invigorate the examination, so go back and rest earlier."

"It's okay, the minister is not tired, this memorial has not been approved yet." Mu Hanjin said gently.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at him, lowered his head, and shook his hand, "You..."

Lan Jingshu stood on one side and did not speak. Now, for him, this is the best way, because he will never cross the hurdle in front of him.

At the Book of Rites, Gu Yefeng was preparing the pen and ink for tomorrow's scientific expedition. Mr. Gu walked in and looked at his son with mixed joys and sorrows. After all, working under the emperor's hands is not so easy.

"How are you preparing?" Master Gu stepped forward and asked.

"Well, everything is ready." Gu Yefeng turned around and looked at his father, "Father, you don't need to worry."

"For these years, I have been letting you go, but this time, I'm not sure about being a father. I don't know if it's right for you to enter the court." Master Gu said anxiously.

"Father, since you have already accepted the emperor, you can't break your promise, otherwise you will deceive the emperor." Gu Yefeng raised his eyes, "Father, the child has grown up and knows what to do."

"That's good, but you have a temperament." Gu Master still worried.

"The child will try to converge." Gu Yefeng also understood, and then replied.

In the emperor's bedroom, Feng Aotian, Mu Hanjin, and Lan Jing were reviewing the memorial, they heard a sound of footsteps, and from a distance they saw Mr. Mao walk in with a smile on his mouth.

"Master and slave have checked it all out." The cat father stepped forward and said to Feng Aotian.

"Well, let's listen." Feng Aotian looked at Father Cat, then put down the imperial pen in his hand.

Father Cat hurriedly stepped forward and sat beside Feng Aotian, leaning softly on Feng Aotian's shoulder, and said slowly, "Master, the weapon has now been secretly transported out of the capital and is being sent to Yu State."

"Yuzhou?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin.

"The emperor, Yuzhou is separated from the border by a mountain." Mu Hanjin replied, "That place is also the place where Qiguo and Fengguo traded."

"So, they must be transporting weapons to Qiguo?" Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and said in a low voice.

"Master, the minion feels that they don't have to have such a hassle to transport the weapons out. If there are troops in Yuzhou, when the border is chaotic, they can take the opportunity to meet inside and outside." Mr. Mao poured himself a cup of tea, then took a sip and watch Xiang Feng Aotian, "That meticulous work is the driving department in charge of the Ministry of War, one of the four principals."

"What about people?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"How can such an invisible little ant bother the master so as not to stain the eyes of the master. The slave has chopped him into meat sauce and fed the dog." The cat father continued.

Feng Aotian looked at him, stretched out his hand, patted his shoulder, and nodded in agreement, "Good job."

"Master, the slave is tired for a day, her waist is sore and the back hurts." The cat father said, he leaned weakly in Feng Aotian's arms, and then looked at Feng Aotian, "Look, the slave has all his arms. It’s a lot more detailed."

Feng Aotian looked at the appearance of his offering, then looked at the scary white face in front of him, then raised his hand, squeezed **** his cheek, pressed his arm and kneaded gently.

The cat father-in-law squinted his eyes and leaned in Feng Aotian's arms happily, really like a lazy cat.

Feng Aotian looked at it almost, and pushed him away, "Okay, can there be other news?"

"Master, don't worry, the minion has already sent someone to follow in secret." Father Cat looked at Feng Aotian, and then asked, "Where are you going to bed tonight?"

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "Wang An has to be soaked with special medicine every day, so you will do this."

"No." Father Cat shook his head quickly.

"Why?" Feng Aotian looked at him.

"The slave can't help but castrate him." The cat father said the truth, then stood up and looked at Feng Aotian, "The slave is going to take a shower. If the master is not here to rest in the Imperial Palace, then the slave will not be with him. ."

Feng Aotian watched him step out of the Emperor's bedroom, looked at Mu Hanjin, and couldn't help asking, "Is he the master or the master?"

"Of course it's you." The voice of Lord Cat floated slowly.

Feng Aotian shook his head and continued to pick up his pen, reviewing the memorial. Because of tomorrow's scientific expedition, Feng Aotian was exempted from the early morning, and at the second shift, he finished reviewing the memorial.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "Let's go, take a walk with your master, and send you two back to the palace to rest early. You can't be sloppy tomorrow."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin naturally knew what she was thinking. The three of them stepped out of the imperial palace. Feng Aotian habitually took Mu Hanjin's hand, looked at the Lan Jingshu beside her, and then held his hand in his hand. .

"How is Yi Mu preparing?" Feng Aotian asked slowly.

"It seems that the champion is also his." Lan Jingshu whispered back.

Mu Hanjin also smiled, "Well, I think so."

"Where is Gu Yefeng?" Feng Aotian thought that if he knew the content of the ancient book, he would vomit blood.

Thinking of this, a small smile evoked at the corner of his mouth, turning his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, "Okay, go in."

"The emperor, are you not here tonight?" Mu Hanjin stopped, looked at her, and asked.

Lan Jingshu also pulled out his hand from Feng Aotian's hand, bowed and said, "The minister retire first."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, watching Lan Jingshu turn around, and walked towards his bedroom.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin’s hand and walked into Qinghui Palace. The two smiled at each other without saying too much. Huanxi had prepared the bath soup. After taking a bath, the two lay on the bed. Feng Aotian held his hand and pecked at the corner of his mouth, "Go to sleep."

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, then turned sideways slightly, leaning against her arms, and fell asleep peacefully.

Feng Aotian stretched out her hand and stroked his jade-like face. She had sent someone to secretly find an antidote and a way to contact the love spell. She didn't allow him to leave him like this.

After the cat father-in-law took a bath, seeing the empty hall in the Emperor's bedroom, Liu eyebrows raised slightly, and the master became more and more cruel to him.

The next day, before dawn, Feng Aotian woke up and looked at Mu Hanjin. He was looking at her with his eyes open. She chuckled and said, "Look at what the Lord does?"

With a smile on the corners of Mu Hanjin's mouth, she slowly approached her, kissed her lips, pulled her hands up through his shirt, and looped around his waist.

Feng Aotian watched him take such initiative, but there was more distress in his heart. The tip of his tongue was tangled, but he couldn't express his nostalgia and love. He faded his clothes, revealing his condensed skin, a little white. Her hand walked along his silky skin.

Mu Hanjin stepped forward slowly with both hands, stroking her blue silk, fingertips across her face, allowing her to kiss every inch of her skin, leaving a mark.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, closed his shirt, leaned on his shoulder, and played with his fingers, "Are you planning to go today?"

Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "Naturally I want to go, but I think of the emperor in my heart."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and bit on his lustrous lips again, then stood up, "Alright, get ready."

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, and then the two got up. Feng Aotian was dressed in a dragon robe, turned his eyes, and looked at Mu Hanjin in a purple official robe with her silver hair tied up, and her elegant face was moved by her talent. It has a touch of pink, but it has a unique style.

Feng Aotian had the idea of ​​wanting to take him apart and swallow him, but, thinking of his current body, after the poison from him was relieved.

Father Cat waited early in the morning and watched the two walk out of the dormitory. He quickly greeted him, "Master, do you have breakfast in the emperor dormitory?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and saw that Lan Jingshu was also outside the palace. She turned her eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu, "Let's go together."

"Yes." Lan Jing said.

Father Cat looked at Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu in front of him, and he was really not happy.

After breakfast, Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu left and went to the expedition venue.

Looking at Feng Yinqi on the dragon couch, Feng Aotian ordered Si Xi to prepare a bath. She sat on one side, stretched out her hand, and stroked Feng Yinqi's face, with a slight smile on her mouth.

Father Cat stepped forward and stood beside Feng Aotian, "Master, when have you been so kind to him?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Master has always been very nice to him."

"But, master, you are not good to the minions at all now." The cat father looked at her sadly and said.

"When did the Lord treat you badly?" Feng Aotian was startled and looked at him.

"Now." Father Cat gently twisted his waist and looked at Feng Aotian, "Since the slave came back, there is no slave in your eyes."

When Feng Aotian looked at him like this, he inexplicably remembered Ye Meixi. He used to have this sour appearance, but the cat father in front of him was more jealous than Ye Meixi.

"You said you, this look, let the master look at it?" Feng Aotian raised his hand and pinched his cheek again, said.

"The slave is going to wash it." Father Cat said, then turned around.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and held him, his figure fell into her arms, and then, after turning around, Feng Aotian pressed on his body, which happened to be printed on his blushing lips. on.

The cat's father was stunned. He just wanted to act like a baby. He didn't expect that he would become like this.

He held his hands against Feng Aotian's chest and touched them lightly. It was very soft. Feng Aotian rose from his arms, suddenly a little annoyed, and rushed out.

Father Mao was stunned for a while, looking at his hands, Feng Aotian's identity, they are personal servants, naturally they all know, he can't help sighing, the master is almost seventeen, and he still has his chest tied like this. He felt that he was really too young to do it, he had to stew some breast enhancement soup to the master, thinking of this, he got up and walked out of the imperial palace.

Feng Aotian's face was cold, thinking of the picture of Shicai, her eyes flashed with gloom, and she actually kissed an eunuch. She turned her eyes and looked at the grandpa cat who was walking slowly.

"Master..." Father Cat approached Feng Aotian and whispered.

"What's the matter?" Feng Aotian's voice was extremely cold.

Father Cat knew that Feng Aotian was angry now, and hurriedly tugged at her sleeves, "Master, you can forget about the talent. Anyway, the servant doesn't remember anymore."

Feng Aotian looked sideways and shot at him with a stern ray of light. He quickly shrank, and then said in her ear, "Master, you've been tied for a long time. This place doesn't grow much, it's too small."

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Listening to what he said, Feng Aotian was taken aback for a while, and then stepped on his feet severely, "You are the master, you are willing."

Father Cat endured the pain and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, don't worry, the slave will definitely make your **** plump."

She glared at the boy and girl in front of her, and let out a low growl, "Hurry up."

Cat father-in-law blinked his eyes, staring at the face that was close to him, and quickly took a step back, then turned around and left with a swing.

Feng Aotian looked at the figure he was leaving, took a deep breath, looked down at her flat chest, hey, it's really small, she doesn't want to be a man all her life, when all the situation is stable, she can have enough ability, she She will definitely announce her identity to the world. Now, it's not the time. If she says it, then, she will die next.

Le Qiguo, Xing Wuyun leaned boringly on the lounge chair of Furong Pavilion, thinking that at this time, he should go to the palace, and then, look at the first beauty in the country, Princess Huayue, how could he run away Are you here?

Ye Meixi also got news a few days ago and asked him to go to Le Qiguo to participate in the celebration of the new emperor's enthronement. Fortunately, Wuyue Kingdom is a subject of Le Qiguo, and he has just arrived today.

However, the palace banquet will only begin in the evening, and now, I am wandering in the streets lazily.

Xing Wuyun looked sideways and saw a familiar figure, got up quickly, and shouted at Ye Meixi downstairs, "Brother Ye!"

Ye Meixi heard the voice very familiar, raised her eyes, and saw Xing Wuyun, she couldn't help being stunned. How could he be here?

Then he walked directly into the Furong Pavilion, the old bustard saw Ye Meixi, his eyes flashed with surprise, and quickly greeted him. When he reached the fourth floor, he said, "This son, you can't enter from above."

Ye Meixi saw that this place was the Furong Pavilion, "This palace was once the concubine of the regent of Fengguo."

The old bustard looked at Ye Meixi, suddenly became familiar, and quickly turned sideways, "Please, Ye Meixi!"

Ye Meixi responded, and then went up to the fourth floor, and saw Xing Wuyun still lying leisurely on the recliner, looking sideways, looking at him comfortably.

"Why are you here?" Ye Meixi asked, sitting directly on the bamboo stool not far away.

"I've always been free, so I came to have a look after hearing that the new emperor of Le Qiguo was enthroned." Xing Wuyun said leisurely.

The corner of Ye Meixi's mouth evoked a charming smile, "I was asking why you are in Furong Pavilion?"

"You know who this industry is, of course I can come in here." Xing Wuyun looked at Ye Meixi, "Why are you here?"

"Me?" Ye Meixi's eyes flickered, "Come and take a look."

"Haha... It's better to meet by chance. Since I can meet in a foreign country, it is a kind of fate. How about a few drinks with me?" Xing Wuyun estimated that it has been a month now, and you can drink today. As he said, he looked at the old bustard behind him, "Go and prepare some food and wine."

"Master Xing, the master said, this place does not provide you with wine." The old bustard replied truthfully from the side.

"What about him?" Xing Wuyun asked, pointing to Ye Meixi on one side.

"This... the master hasn't said it." The old bustard looked at Ye Meixi, listening to his instructions.

Ye Meixi smiled evilly again, "Be prepared, if she blames it, you can just push it on my head."

"Yes." The old bustard replied, and then ordered someone to prepare.

Xing Wuyun got up from the recliner and sat down with Ye Meixi, "You are here now, do you miss her?"

"Naturally, I want to think about it, and love is deep in my bones." Ye Meixi raised her glass, drank a cup of herself, and looked at Xing Wuyun, "What about you?"

"What do I want her to do?" Xing Wuyun sneered, then raised his head and took a drink.

"Deceiving yourself and others." Ye Meixi smiled lightly, "If you don't want her, why come to this Furong Pavilion?"

"It's just leisure, just come and sit." Xing Wuyun smiled casually and looked at him, "How about you?"

"I'm here for a banquet." Ye Meixi looked at him, "boring banquet."

"Haha, make a toast to you and me, two boring people." Xing Wuyun laughed, raised his glass, and looked at him.

"Okay." Ye Meixi replied, raising their glasses, and the two drank one after another. "She must be accompanied by someone now, I wonder if she thinks of me?"

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "If you want to know, ask her yourself."

"This is not the time." Ye Meixi's red lips twitched slightly, "How long are you going to stay here?"

"When I don't want to stay." Xing Wuyun smiled, "Now, I don't want to go back."

The two also looked at each other and laughed, everything was in the glass...

On this day, Feng Guo held a three-year scientific expedition, and Leng Peihan had just rushed back to the capital when he saw the notice and hurriedly went to the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Just after Lan Jingshu finished his invigilation, he saw Leng Peihan, "Have you come back?"

"Yeah." Leng Peihan looked at Lan Jingshu, "Big Brother Lan, I came here to sign up."

"You have already entered the book. After half a month, you will come for the scientific examination." Lan Jingshu looked at her and said warmly.

"Who helped me in?" Leng Peihan asked in surprise.

"The emperor hand-picked it." Lan Jingshu continued. Seeing her in the dust, she must have rushed to this place directly.

Listening to Leng Peihan, he was taken aback for a moment, and said quietly, "The emperor is really like a god, how did she know that I would come to apply for the exam?"

"Go back earlier and prepare, you sneak to the border, the old lady must be worried." Lan Jingshu looked at Leng Peihan and said with a smile.

"Well, thank you, Big Brother Lan." Leng Peihan thanked him, then turned and rode back to Leng's Mansion.

On this day, after a day, Mr. Mao finally developed a nourishing decoction for breast enhancement that would not be discovered by others, and he could get twice the result with half the effort, stewed it joyfully, and walked to the Imperial Palace in person.

Feng Aotian knew that Mu Hanjin and Lan Jing were now reviewing the examination papers with other officials of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, so they reviewed the memorials by themselves.

"Master..." Mr. Cat walked into the hall on his own, walking to Feng Aotian's side, "This is specially made by the minion, and it is absolutely effective."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at his smiling face, and then said lightly, "Let it go."

Father Cat saw that she didn't feel any joy, then stepped forward, sat beside her, and looked at her, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Aotian looked at the dark stuff in the soup bowl and frowned, "Really useful?"

"Well, do you want to try first?" Mr. Cat continued.

Feng Aotian looked at him seriously, lowered his head and looked at his chest, with a small smile at the corner of his mouth, then picked up the soup bowl and drank it while it was hot.

"I hope it works." Feng Aotian put down the soup bowl, thinking about these days, she has been **** with her chest, even when she goes to bed at night, it is strange to be long.

Father Cat leaned closer and looked at her, "Actually, Master, there is another way that works."

"What way?" Feng Aotian couldn't help asking as he looked at him.

"Just squeeze more." Father Cat raised his hand, facing her chest, doing a squeezing motion.

Feng Aotian listened, and immediately lowered his face, "Dare you pinch one to try?"

Father Cat hurriedly spread his hands, "Master, you see, the slave has no credit and hard work, you see...this hand is blistering..."

Feng Aotian watched him pretending to be pitiful, and he sighed, "Go, don't bother him."

"Master..." Mr. Cat looked at her bitterly, "This must be effective. You have to believe in a minion."

"I'll talk about it when it works." Feng Aotian waved her hand, not wanting to discuss this problem with him, she suddenly felt that she must be convulsed, so she would talk to him about the chest problem.

After Yi Mu finished the exam, he didn't return to the palace, but went to Yifu.

After Gu Yefeng finished the exam, he went back to Gu Mansion.

Three days later, it will be the day when the rankings will be released. At that time, they will also participate in the palace exams and be divided into top three.

Mu Hanjin and Lan Jing did not return to the palace, but were busy reviewing the examination papers.

It was late at night, and Feng Aotian had just finished reviewing the memorial, then got up, moved his arms, walked out of the bedroom, and looked at the stars in the sky. Only then did she remember that Mu Hanjin was vomiting blood again, and she couldn't help sighing. Can I find a way?"

"Master, the Wind Clan has always been mysterious. If it is not a member of the same clan, there is no trace of it, but now, no trace of the Wind Clan has been found by the subordinates." Soul whispered back.

Feng Aotian was silent for a moment, "Continue searching, and find out the origins of the Wind Clan thousands of years ago."

"Yes." The soul responded quickly.

Father Cat walked out with a cloak and put it on Feng Aotian, "Master, what are you serious about Mu Hanjin?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian knew that Father Jiu, Father Feng, and Father Cat were also the most trusted people left by the mother and concubine before her death. She also trusted them, so she never concealed it. .

The cat's eyes flashed with sadness, and then he looked at her, "Master, whoever you like, the slave likes."

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, thinking of Father Feng, "Thank you!"

Father Cat chuckled, "Master, speaking of it, as long as anyone dares to hurt the master, the slave will not be merciful."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "What have you done in the mountains these two years?"

Mao Gong Lima looked at Feng Aotian with tears in his eyes, "Master, you finally care about the minion."

By the way, he lifted Feng Aotian's sleeves and wiped his tears.

Looking at him, Feng Aotian pulled out his sleeves in disgust, "Speaking of people."

"Minions always speak human words." Father Cat looked at Feng Aotian, "There is nothing interesting in this mountain."

When Feng Aotian saw that he had taken it for a while, she knew that he didn't want to mention more, so she stopped asking, and then looked at him, "Master, go out."

"Let's go see Mu Hanjin." The cat said sourly.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and looked at him, "You go to find the wine father to retell the past."

"The drunken old man is as boring as the old immortal." The cat pouted, but he turned around and walked far away.

Feng Aotian also left the palace and flew towards the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

As soon as I entered the Metropolitan Procuratorate, I saw the examination papers piled up inside. The officials were reviewing them in an orderly manner. She saw Mu Hanjin at a glance, and then stepped forward. As soon as he reached him, he suddenly turned around and looked. Blood was dripping on the ground.

Feng Aotian hurriedly stepped forward, took him into his arms, and flew away.

Before Baiguan could react, he saw the emperor leave with Mu Hanjin, everyone looked at each other, and Lan Jingshu's faint voice came, "Continue."

"Yes." Everyone continued to be busy.

Feng Aotian took him to the resting place of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, helped him sit on the soft couch, bowed his head, raised his arm, and saw that the red line had passed through the wrist, her eyes darkened, "You tell the Lord , Is there an antidote?"

"No." Mu Hanjin shook her head.

Feng Aotian let out a low growl, and then covered his wrist, giving him internal strength, he closed his eyes slightly, and leaned weakly on the soft couch.

After half an hour, Feng Aotian got up and helped him up, "Can you still hold it?"

"The minister is okay." Mu Hanjin smiled, holding her hand, with warmth in her heart. She could remember the day when he vomited blood. At this time, she came here on purpose.

He leaned in her arms, sucking the sweet fragrance in her hair, "The emperor, the ministers go first..."

"Master will accompany you." Feng Aotian said, and then took him and walked out.

Walking into the hall, everyone raised their eyes and looked at Feng Aotian. They were about to get up and salute, but they were interrupted by Feng Aotian, "Be busy, no need to salute."

"Yes." Everyone sat down again and began to be busy.

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian carefully guarding Mu Hanjin in his arms, his eyes flashed with a dim light, and he kept busy.

Feng Aotian sat beside Mu Hanjin, watching that there were blood stains in his palm, then took out the silk handkerchief, wiped him carefully, and then spread out the examination paper in front of him, "Look."

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin watched with a small smile on her lips.

The hall was very quiet, there was not much sound. After everyone rushed for three days, to be able to put on the list, Mu Hanjin felt that he was happy at this moment, because he was with her by his side.

Mao Gong went to a remote place, watching the Jiu Jiu Jiu who was making wine in the yard, just fell down, then took out a jug of good wine, unsealed, raised his head, took a sip, and then slowly sat next to Jiu Jiu.

"The old immortal just left." Father Cat looked at the sky in the distance, "You said, is the star in this sky, which is him?"

Duke Jiu also raised his eyes and looked at, "Back then, if he hadn't picked you up, you would be dead now."

"Yes." A sorrow flashed across the slender eyes of Mr. Cat, and then he raised his voice with a smile, "It's a pity, he never sees it again."

Mu Hanyao hurried back to the capital with the people and horses overnight. The shortcut he chose had been two days now, and it would take ten days to arrive at the earliest.

It was late at night, and he ordered the soldiers to rectify and rest.

Li Su stood beside him, "General, he will return to Beijing soon, and the final general has not returned to the capital for a long time."

"I'm going back this time, you can go home and have a look." Mu Hanyao said, patting Li Su on the shoulder.

"Yes, my wife and children are hot on the bed, and I don't know if my daughter-in-law is waiting for me." Thinking of this, Li Su couldn't help sighing, "My eldest son is already ten years old."

Looking at Li Su, Mu Hanyao was full of emotions, and he didn't know how his mother was doing?

Mu Hanyao suddenly felt something in the silent night, with the rustling wind blowing, and then looked around, "Go and rectify the crowd, there is a situation."

"Yes." Li Su replied, feeling the dangerous breath, and quickly ordered people to wake the sleeping soldier.

In a moment, I saw a man in black surrounding the entire forest.

Mu Hanyao's eyes were cold, and he looked at the people in front of him. Their martial arts were so advanced that they could beat one hundred against one hundred. Now, if they were to fight recklessly, it would be impossible.

"General, we are in ambush." ​​Li Su said while looking at the people in black around him, his eyes flashing through the cold air.

"Let them all stay still," Mu Hanyao said in a low voice.

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