Xing Wuyun's bright eyes flashed with a glow of successful calculation, and then he leaned on the table weakly, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian lazily, "Lord Wang, they all have courtyards, why don't ministers?" ”

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Want a courtyard?" ”

"Well, otherwise, where will the minister sleep?" Xing Wuyun raised his eyes slightly, looking at Feng Aotian's cold eyes approaching her, still with a lazy posture.

Feng Aotian's eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent, then he raised his hand to caress the strap between his hair, and then gently pulled it, the ink-like hair was scattered, draped on her body, she hooked a strand and played with it, "The courtyard of the master is for the beauty of the master, ...... you"

Xing Wuyun stretched out his hand, slapped Feng Aotian's hand, gathered his hair, and then tied it with a hairband, "Since the prince doesn't sleep in the minister's courtyard, the minister will leave." ”

Then he got up and walked outside.

Feng Aotian didn't stop him, thinking about what he was thinking, avoiding her like a snake and scorpion for a while, and sticking to her for a while, it was really getting more and more interesting.

Xing Wuyun also felt that he was clearly making a mistake, how could he suddenly say something like that, wouldn't there be three hundred taels of silver here? A fool can understand it, isn't that implying something to her?

He flew away from the regent palace a little depressed, wandered slowly on the street, and then went back to the restaurant, Wei Zimo had already gone to rest, and he went back to the room that had been prepared earlier, lying on the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep over and over, so he simply kicked the brocade quilt away, walked out of the room in annoyance, and sat in the courtyard to look up at the stars.

Mu Hanjin looked at the coldness between Feng Aotian's eyebrows, his eyes flashed with gloom, for Xing Wuyun, now he is becoming more and more incomprehensible, perhaps, they all hide their own secrets in their hearts.

Lan Jingshu looked at Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin, now that he had done what he had to do, it was time to quit, and then said respectfully, "Lord Wang, the minister will retire first." ”

Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu, then at Mu Hanjin, and said with a light smile, "Didn't you say that the hibiscus in Jinxuan Pavilion was opened?" If you're in the mood today, how about you go for a trip? ”

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, stared at her smiling face, and lowered his head, "Yes." ”

Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jingshu, and then at Feng Aotian, counting the days, Ming'er was the day when he vomited blood, he said with a smile, "Lord Wang, tomorrow the minister wants to go back to the 'Feng' clan." ”

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Tomorrow you are going to vomit blood again, what are you going to do there?" ”

"I haven't been able to spare time these days, so I haven't gone back, and there are many things that need to be dealt with by ministers." Mu Hanjin's eyebrows were slightly curved, and his eyes were faintly said.

Feng Aotian was silent for a moment, and then looked at him, "There are some things, if you don't want to say it, you won't ask much, but it's best not to wait until the master finds out before you tell the truth, otherwise, there will be no one around the master who is not sincere to the master." ”

Mu Hanjin hid a slight curl in his sleeve, and his eyes flashed with a touch of softness, "Lord, the minister is not hiding anything." ”

Feng Aotian stopped talking, stepped forward, and took his hand, "After tomorrow morning, you can go." ”

"Thank you, Lord Wang." Mu Hanjin looked at her, the more she was like this, the more he couldn't tell the truth, so he let him take this secret and stay with her quietly until the end of his life.

Feng Aotian didn't say much, then got up, held Mu Hanjin with one hand, stepped forward with the other hand, held Lan Jingshu's hand, left the palace, and the three of them strolled in the corridor of the palace, the moon was light and the wind was clear, and the evening breeze blew the green silk of the three of them.

Jingxi, who was waiting outside the courtyard, waited for the master to come back, and saw the three of them from a distance, and hurriedly held the lamp and stepped forward, "The slave sees the prince, and the concubine Mu." ”

Feng Aotian nodded, and then walked forward, Jinxuan Pavilion was a different scene compared to Qinghui Pavilion.

As soon as he walked into the courtyard, he was greeted by a crimson hibiscus, Feng Ao took a step forward in the sky, looked at the hibiscus in the courtyard, and chuckled, "Three drunken hibiscus, such a rare treasure, you can see it here." ”

Lan Jingshu said slightly, "It was planted by the minister himself, and now it is the second flower." ”

"Well, it's wonderful." Feng Aotian rolled his eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu, it was rare for him to have such an elegant taste, these three drunken hibiscus, white flowers bloom in the morning, flowers turn pinkish at noon, and turn dark red in the evening, therefore, it is difficult to plant, he can actually cultivate live, and it is really not easy to bloom so vigorously and brightly.

Mu Hanjin looked at the hibiscus in front of him, slowly stepped forward, stood beside Feng Aotian, raised his hand, lightly touched the hibiscus petals in front of him, and whispered, "Bing Ming jade is naturally colored, and it is desolate and hard to be a west wind guest." Unwilling to marry the east wind, diligent in the frost and dew. The green window is cleaned late, and the glass cup is laughing. Slanting sun on the dressing table, burgundy and sleepy. ”

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Master remembers last time, you wrote an inscription on the chrysanthemum map, and today, I will put your inscription on it." ”

Mu Hanjin then remembered that the picture of the chrysanthemum, and then remembered the picture at that time, Ruyu's face was covered with a layer of pink, it was really countless wood hibiscus by the water, and the dew was not thick in rouge. Just like a beauty who is drunk for the first time, she forcibly lifts the green mirror to wear makeup.

Lan Jingshu had already ordered Jingxi to go to prepare the four treasures of the study, raised his eyes, and looked at the two of them under the moon before the flowers, his eyes were as warm as jade, and a touch of indifference flashed, in his opinion, today's days, compared to those two years, are already better.

Feng Aotian turned her eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu's eyes, the relief in those eyes, she waved her palm lightly, and Lan Jingshu's body leaned forward and fell into her arms.

She looked down and looked at his appearance reflected in the moonlight, the indescribable light moon Qihua, looking at it like this, it was a little bright.

Lan Jingshu also met her phoenix eyes that were as cold as a cold pool, but there was a bottomless glow, which made him shiver and didn't dare to move.

Feng Aotian smiled in a low voice, raised his hand, his fingertips ran over his warm lips, raised his eyes, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "His lips are warmer to the touch than yours." ”

Mu Hanjin was slightly stunned, and then said with a light smile, "Lord Wang, are you saying that the minister's lips are very cold?" ”

"It's dry." Feng Aotian nodded, then lowered his head, and printed Lan Jingshu's lips, not like Mu Hanjin's coldness, nor like the delicate beauty of Ye Meixi, nor like Xing Wuyun's smoothness, but like the warm jade she was used to touching, it was very comfortable.

Lan Jingshu had never been kissed by Feng Aotian like this, and he vaguely remembered that the first time she kissed herself, it was still in that cave, and she fed herself the medicine with her lips, and it was the first time that she touched him with her hands......

His lupine-like eyelashes were misty, and his eyes stared blankly at her slightly squinted eyes, and he now felt that he had lost consciousness, and felt that his body was floating......

Feng Aotian left his lips and added a touch by the way, as if he was savoring, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Sure enough, it's different." ”

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian's expression and laughed in a low voice, "Lord Wang, are you disgusting the minister?" ”

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "What do you say?" ”

"Minister, I see." Mu Hanjin said, turned around, looked at the hibiscus flower in front of him, and then looked at the four treasures of the study on the side, "Lord Wang, let Jingshu paint for you." ”

"Okay." Feng Aotian let go of Lan Jingshu, looked at him stunned, hooked the corners of his mouth, stretched out his hand, and patted him on the shoulder, "Han Jin, your daze problem has now been transferred to him." ”

Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jingshu and knew in his heart, some things will still happen after all, how many people who entered this regent palace could get out alive intact? Now, although the prince is no longer the original her, how can these individuals say that they can leave if they leave.

Lan Jingshu listened, hurriedly lowered his head, his face was dyed with a touch of red, then turned around, walked to the front of Jingxi's four treasures in the study, and then picked up the pen, looking at the hibiscus flowers in front of him, but he always couldn't put pen to paper, all that appeared in his mind was Feng Aotian's smile, and she was even more handsome under the moon, so that he couldn't help but want to draw her into the painting.

Feng Aotian watched him stand still, then stepped forward, stood behind him, one hand covered his hand on the paper, and the other hand was holding the pen with him, and then the two hugged each other so affectionately, Lan Jingshu's whole person seemed to have fallen into the abyss, for a while, helpless, he lowered his head and looked at the white and slender fingers holding his hand, as if with some kind of magic, his heart was also involved, his hand moved with her, and after a while, a hibiscus flower appeared on the paper, Feng Aotian let go of his hand, and continued, " You draw the rest. ”

Lan Jingshu lowered his head and looked at the hibiscus flower on the painting, although it was only one, it seemed that there were thousands of looming flowers, and he also reflected his mind into the painting, and then put down the pen and painted it intently.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, looked at Mu Hanjin, and lay in the rocking chair on one side, "Play a song for the master." ”

"Yes." Mu Hanjin answered, then looked at Jingxi, he hurriedly walked into the house and took out a white jade flute.

Feng Aotian smiled in a low voice, "You two are really inseparable." ”

Mu Hanjin took the white jade flute, and then turned around, the moon-white robe moved with the wind, compared to the bright moonlight in the night sky, it was even more graceful, in a blink of an eye, he was already standing under a willow tree, his body was slightly reclined, the moonlight was clear, the figure was as elegant as jade, handsome, and unearthly indifference.

The sound of the flute is melodious and low, the breeze is a little, people blow the color flute, the sky borrows the green clouds to welcome, the song is in the body and does not return, and the jade name is empty.

Feng Aotian shook the rocking chair comfortably, the sound of the flute echoed in his ears, the fragrance of flowers overflowed, and at the end of the song, Mu Hanjin moved his wrist, waved his sleeve robe lightly, and the jade flute turned, he came slowly, walked in front of Feng Aotian, half-squatting, leaning on her side, "Lord Wang, the minister is done." ”

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, opened his eyes, and saw that Lan Jingshu had already put away his pen, and then looked at the portrait in front of him, he was also stunned, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian looking at him with interest.

He hurriedly lowered his head and said respectfully, "Lord Wang, the minister has been prepared." ”

"Hmm." Feng Aotian replied lightly, then got up in the rocking chair, took Mu Hanjin's hand, walked forward unhurriedly, raised his eyes, and saw the painting in front of him, Hibiscus Splendid, but there was only one more comfortable and comfortable posture.

Feng Aotian looked at the painting, looked sideways, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "I added that poem." ”

"Yes." Mu Hanjin put the jade flute on one side, then lifted the pen and wrote down the poem that Shi Cai chanted, Feng Aotian raised the pen on the side and said, "Where the heart goes, where the body goes." ”

When Lan Jingshu painted, he also made it with his own state of mind, and what came to mind was the picture in front of him, so he painted it, looking at the tail money that Feng Aotian fell, his eyes flashed a strange look.

"After a few days, I went to Qinghui Pavilion and painted the begonias." Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu, smiled lightly, lowered his head, and crossed the corner of his lips, "When you are two Huai, you asked the master to paint a portrait of you." ”

Lan Jingshu hurriedly lowered his eyes, and felt that the weather was extremely hot tonight, and he slowly took a step back, "Congratulations to the prince." ”

Feng Aotian smiled, took Mu Hanjin's hand, turned around, and left Jinxuan Pavilion.

Lan Jingshu stood in place like a sculpture, stunned for a long time, until a cold wind blew, he was awakened, and then lowered his eyes, looked at the portrait in front of him, the person on it, and the tail paragraph, raised his finger, covered his lips, he quickly rolled up the picture scroll in front of him, then turned around, and walked into the room.

Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin walked side by side on the way back to the dormitory, "Tomorrow, you don't have to avoid the master, the master doesn't force you." ”

Mu Hanjin's heart warmed, and she naturally knew that she knew that she didn't want her to spy on anything, thinking of this, he stopped, opened his hands, hugged Feng Aotian into his arms, and inhaled the unique breath on her body, "Lord Wang, everything the minister has been given to the prince, everything the minister does is for the prince, no matter what he is hiding, it is also because the minister only has the prince in his heart." ”

Feng Aotian circled his thin waist, and his chin rested against his weak shoulder, compared to before, he was much thinner, she suddenly felt a sense of distress, and said in a deep voice, "If you lose weight again, the master will lose you." ”

Mu Hanjin smiled warmly, and then said, "The minister will not lose weight anymore. ”

The next day, as usual, Xing Wuyun rushed to the Regent's Mansion early in the morning, strode into the dormitory, sat beside Feng Aotian, and had breakfast quietly.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "Hey, you went to the Qinglou last night?" ”

Xing Wuyun was stunned, looked sideways, and looked at her, "Wei Zimo's bed is uncomfortable. ”

"That's the best restaurant in Beijing." Feng Aotian continued, "Hey, why do you always go to Ye for breakfast, Wei Zimo is hungry for you." ”

"Wei Zimo's is very unpalatable." Xing Wuyun looked sideways, looking at Feng Aotian, a little irritable in his heart, he didn't know what was going on with himself, he just felt that everything in the Regent Mansion was better than Wei Zimo's, it seemed that he was evil.

"Didn't you see anything interesting in the palace last night?" Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun and said slowly.

"The prince knows everything, and he asks the minister what to do." Xing Wuyun replied sullenly.

Feng Aotian looked at him like this, and kicked at him, but was blocked by Xing Wuyun, then raised his head and looked at her, "Lord Wang, why are you moving your feet against the ministers?" ”

Feng Aotian raised his hand, slapped Xing Wuyun with another palm, and said in a deep voice, "Master not only moves his feet, but also moves his hands." ”

Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, then got up, drank the last sip of soup, and then said respectfully, "The minister will retire first." Then he turned and left.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Hey, what's wrong with this kid?" ”

"I don't know." Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu glanced at each other and shook their heads in unison.

Feng Aotian snorted coldly, and then after breakfast, he looked at Mu Hanjin, "What's the matter with Feng Qianning?" ”

"Lord Wang, have you forgotten?" Mu Hanjin then asked.

"I don't remember." Feng Aotian shook her head and said, in her impression, there didn't seem to be such a person.

"She is your imperial sister, however, her biological mother is an unfavored concubine, and the dormitory where she lives is relatively remote, Suri, and rarely goes in and out of the dormitory, two years ago, the first emperor wanted her to go to Qiguo and relatives, but the first emperor died suddenly, and she somehow got it, she had a serious illness, and became demented, except for an old mother and two palace maids waiting, almost no one cared." Mu Hanjin replied carefully.

Feng Aotian thought, "Why did Feng Qianning sneak into the Queen Mother's bedroom late at night and play tricks on the Queen Mother?" ”

"I don't know about this." Mu Hanjin shook his head and said.

"The minister knows the way." Xing Wuyun, who had gone and returned, immediately sat beside her and said.

"Didn't you get out?" Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun's gloomy face, and now, the dark clouds had dispersed and the sky had become clear, thinking that this person had really become fast enough.

"Lord, that Princess Qianning should be pretending to be stupid, and besides, she deliberately appeared in front of the minister several times, and she must have told the prince something through the minister." Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, and then said, "That day, she suddenly pulled the minister, and then, the grandmother beside her mentioned the word queen mother, and Princess Qianning ran away in fright. ”

Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun with a calm face, "Now, the palace is full of the Queen Mother's eyeliner, and if this king goes, it will definitely attract attention, tonight, you bring her." ”

"Yes." Xing Wuyun nodded, then got up, "That minister has retired." ”

"Hmm." Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun's departing figure, "Let's go." ”

Before dawn, Mu Han arrived on the other side of the river, and then straightened out the people, looked at the topographic map, and the corners of his mouth hooked a rare smile, "Well, yes, along this road, you can reach the southwest in less than three days." ”

Leng Peihan stood aside and handed the water to Mu Hanyao, "Brother Hanyao, drink saliva." ”

Mu Hanyao looked at Leng Peihan, waved his hand, and then looked at Li Su, "Let's rest for an hour before setting off, can there be any soldiers who are unwell during the period?" ”

"Not really." Li Su shook his head and said with a smile, "The medicine sent by the regent is really powerful, and no one has the reaction of seasickness." ”

Mu Hanyao thought that she could win thousands of miles away, and there was a decisive victory for thousands of miles, so she explored the situation here, and even set up a plan, remembering the situation in Lianghuai, she turned her eyes and looked at the soldiers in front of her, although after a night of shipwreck, but everyone was still in good spirits, and there was no fatigue, and the smile in the corner of his eyes was deep.

Li Su looked at Mu Hanyao in front of him, and smiled in a low voice, "General, the last general will go and prepare first." ”

"Hmm." Mu Hanyao nodded and continued to look at the map.

Leng Peihan stood aside, looking at Mu Hanyao's expression, thinking, whenever he mentioned the regent, his demeanor would become different, her eyes flashed a low, remembering what Brother Han Jin had said, did she really want to give up? However, she really didn't want to.

Mu Hanyao looked sideways, looked at Leng Peihan, and asked in a low voice, "Can you hold on?" ”

"Hmm." Leng Peihan nodded, and then asked in a low voice, "Brother Han Yao, you know my personality, and you have never blamed the outside, can I ask you a few things?" ”

"Well, you ask." Mu Hanyao nodded.

"In Brother Hanyao's heart, have you ever liked me?" Although Leng Peihan was a little shy, he didn't twitch half-dead, and asked in a low voice.

"I've always treated you like a little sister." Mu Hanyao also replied unabashedly.

"What about Brother Han Yao vs. the Regent?" Leng Peihan's eyebrows flashed with gloom, and then asked.

"She is a king, I am a minister, a monarch and a minister, that's all." Mu Hanyao looked at Leng Peihan and said in a deep voice.

Leng Peihan looked at Mu Hanyao and couldn't help sighing, "I'm just a little unwilling, I feel that I've always liked Brother Hanyao, and over the years, I can't see you, now, I just want to ask face to face, in this case, it can also break my thoughts, since Brother Hanyao is unintentional to me, then, I will be Brother Hanyao's sister in the future?" ”

Mu Hanyao stretched out his hand and touched her head, "You were originally my sister." ”

Although Leng Peihan is sad, he is not a dragging character, but he has this knot in his heart, and he has been entangled, and now, since he has asked clearly, he will not be entangled anymore.

"Brother Han Yao, however, I still have to follow you to the southwest, although I am a woman, I also want to be like my brother and Brother Han Yao, go into battle to kill the enemy, and I don't want to lock up in the boudoir all day long and do some delicate and contrived things." Leng Peihan looked at Mu Hanyao and said in a loud voice.

Mu Hanyao looked at Leng Peihan and smiled in a low voice, "Alas, it's the same as your brother." ”

"That's it." Leng Peihan smiled brightly, "However, Brother Han Yao, the regent is really not simple, now Feng Guo can be described as full of holes, I didn't expect her to still have such a means, I admire her very much, although I used to really hate her." ”

Mu Hanyao looked at Leng Peihan, thinking that a woman could say such an evaluation of her, so what about him?

After a little rectification, Mu Hanyao led his men and horses to the southwest.

Feng Aotian went to the early dynasty, and did not return to the palace, but went to Wei Zimo's place, since he said that he wanted to rob it, then he had to be prepared, thinking that the last time he met, it was late at night, but he really didn't see Wei Zimo's appearance clearly.

Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu went to the Inspectorate on business as usual, and then went back to the palace to review the recital.

"The matter of the imperial examination has now been decided?" Lan Jingshu sat on the carriage, looked at the letter in his hand, and asked.

"It's still insufficient." Mu Hanjin shook his head and said.

Lan Jingshu looked at him, "Do you really want to let a woman enter the court as an official?" ”

"What the prince means." Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jingshu, "If you really let a woman enter the court as an official, it is estimated that there will be some changes again." ”

"Naturally." Lan Jingshu frowned slightly, "First of all, I feel uncomfortable. ”

"What's uncomfortable?" Mu Hanjin raised his eyebrows, looked at him, and asked in a low voice.

"A woman should be a husband and a child at home, and she is gentle and lovely." Lan Jingshu smiled lightly.

"Then what kind of woman do you think is suitable for the court?" Mu Hanjin raised his eyes, looked at Lan Jingshu, and asked softly.

Lan Jingshu followed Mu Hanjin's words, and remembered that when Liang Huai, Feng Aotian was wearing women's clothes, bright and moving, stunning and charming, revealing a cold temperament, which made people look at it from afar, and wanted to surrender to the illusion of her feet, if such a woman entered the court as an official, he would definitely be willing.

"What are you thinking?" Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jingshu in a daze, remembering what Feng Aotian said last night, and then chuckled, "How can you learn to be stunned now?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just that I think of the situation when the prince was wearing women's clothes when he was in Lianghuai." Lan Jingshu looked at Mu Hanjin, and her warm and jade-like face flashed a faint unnaturalness.

Mu Hanjin was stunned for a moment, and then looked at him, "The prince wears women's clothes?" Why? ”

"Investigate the case." Lan Jingshu said, "Your eldest brother and Night Charm have also seen it. ”

"I'd like to see it." Mu Hanjin said with interest, "How does the prince look like a man dressed as a woman?" ”

Lan Jingshu looked at him, "When the prince wears it, you can just look at it yourself." ”

"Do you think there will be such an unavoidable opportunity?" Mu Hanjin said with some regret.

"I can only say that if a woman enters the court as an official, it should be like this." Lan Jingshu gave the most pertinent evaluation.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Lan Jingshu, "I'll go back and draw it for me later." ”

Lan Jingshu was stunned, "Draw it?" I don't know this little life. ”

"Just don't let the prince see it." Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jingshu, "It's hard for me to imagine what the prince would look like in women's clothes, but unfortunately, I didn't go at that time." ”

Lan Jingshu looked at Mu Hanjin with such a look, thinking that he was really trapped, and now, even if the prince sneezed, it is estimated that he would feel that the sound was very beautiful.

"Depend on you." Lan Jingshu replied helplessly, and for some reason, he also wanted to draw it in his heart.

Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jingshu, and was about to thank him, when he felt a pain in his heart, he quickly turned around, pulled out the silk handkerchief, covered his mouth, and there was a pool of scarlet silk handkerchief that was stained with white.

Lan Jingshu looked forward and saw the shocking red color on the silk handkerchief, and couldn't help but be stunned, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"It's okay, it's just that I just recovered my martial arts, and I'm just vomiting blood." Mu Hanjin hurriedly put away the silk handkerchief, looked at Lan Jingshu, and said lightly.

"You can't fool me." Lan Jingshu looked at him, "You always bury your own suffering in your heart, this kind of temperament is really loved and hated." ”

Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jingshu and patted him weakly on the shoulder, "I only have the prince in my heart, so forget it." ”

Lan Jing Shuben wanted to wave his hand away, but seeing him so haggard, he raised his hand, "You, lie down well, and I'll talk about it when I get back home." ”

"Hmm." Mu Hanjin nodded slightly, then lay in the carriage, raised his wrist, and saw that the red line in his palm had grown a little longer, and he hurriedly covered it with his sleeves.

Lan Jingshu looked at him and shook his head helplessly, not knowing what to say.

Feng Aotian also sensed that Mu Hanjin was vomiting blood again, his eyes flashed with a touch of helplessness, thinking that he didn't want her to see his current appearance, so he simply didn't delve into it anymore, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived at the restaurant, which was still empty, compared with the excitement of the full house of guests in the past, it was unbearable to look at it directly.

The shopkeeper raised his eyes and saw the person coming, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, not daring to be half a little lazy, "The grass people see the prince." ”

"Well, what about your master?" Feng Aotian then asked.

"Upstairs." The shopkeeper responded, and then turned sideways and guided Feng Aotian upstairs.

"Lord Wang, please!" The shopkeeper stood at the door, pushed the door, and motioned for Feng Aotian to enter.

Feng Aotian walked inside, and saw a red bewitching figure sitting under the bead curtain, raising his eyes and looking at her, "Lord Wang, what is the reason for coming here this time?" ”

Feng Aotian looked at this person, she was really arrogant, seeing that she didn't have half a rule, and asked directly, she put away the folding fan in her hand, supported the table with one hand, and supported her chin with the other, and looked at Wei Zimo in the bead curtain through the bead curtain.

This red, compared to Ye Meixi's, is a little more ethereal, through the veil, I really can't see my face, but, the eyes, although enchanting, but cold, she still likes Ye Meixi's charm and enchantment, so thinking about it, I suddenly miss Ye Meixi very much, I don't know how he is now.

Ye Meixi was lying on the soft couch bored, staring at the portrait of Feng Aotian painted by himself in a daze, suddenly, he felt an itchy nose and sneezed, he turned around, and then pressed the painting under himself, stroking Feng Aotian's face, "Master, are you thinking about Meixi?" ”

Wei Zimo looked at Feng Aotian and was obviously looking at himself, but why did he seem to be thinking about others in those eyes? His eyes flashed with displeasure.

Feng Aotian sighed faintly, then retracted his thoughts and looked at Wei Zimo, "Do you want the master to tell the truth, or is it a lie?" ”

"What is a lie?" Wei Zimo looked at her through the bead curtain, thinking about coming to see him, is there so many reasons?

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, and then said, "Lord has taken a fancy to you." ”

The cinnabar between Wei Zimo's eyebrows flashed with a bewitching brilliance, and a cold eye shot straight out of the bead curtain, Feng Aotian still smiled lightly, and met that gaze, "You let Ye tell a lie." ”

"And what about the truth?" Wei Zimo took a deep breath, his tone was still melodious, melodious and tactful, but there was a faint trace of anger.

"Is this true......" Feng Aotian dragged a long voice, and then her figure flashed, the bead curtain made a crisp sound, she had already entered the bead curtain, stood in front of Wei Zimo, and stretched out her hand......

Wei Zimo's figure spun around, and then landed ten steps away from her, with his back to her, "Lord Wang, please respect yourself." ”

"Ye has always been like this to beauties." Feng Aotian put his hands around his chest, thinking that the person in front of him had extremely high martial arts, the bewitching figure with his back to her and standing in front of her, with an excellent figure, he saw that pair of eyes just now, they were very beautiful and moving, revealing seven points of charm, three points of coldness, excellent, the skin can be broken by blowing, excellent, although he did not see the covered face clearly, he could still affirm that this person's figure and appearance were excellent.

"If the prince is fine, please come back." Wei Zimo said, and flew away.

Feng Aotian hurriedly flew up and followed him, Wei Zimo immediately entered the house in the backyard, the doors and windows were also closed, Feng Aotian stood outside the door, leaning against the door, "The truth of the master is not finished yet." ”

"Then let's talk about it." Wei Zimo's voice came from inside the house, still lukewarm.

Feng Aotian raised his voice and replied, "The truth is, the master wants to go to you." ”

Wei Zimo sat in front of the table, the corners of his mouth under the veil were slightly hooked, his eyes flashed with a touch of yin, and his bewitching posture showed thousands of graces, and he did not reply.

Feng Aotian didn't speak, then turned around and left.

After Wei Zimo waited for Feng Aotian to leave, he asked in a cold voice, "Now, how much is left of the industry?" ”

"From yesterday to today, it has been taken back by the regent." The shopkeeper hurriedly replied.

"Good means." Wei Zimo sneered, "It seems that His Highness has raised a group of waste. ”

"Subordinates should be damned." The shopkeeper hurriedly knelt down and said in a low voice.

Wei Zimo poured himself a cup of tea, drank it slowly, his fingers as white as white jade stroked the cup, and then said, "Send the master to watch, if it is taken back again, it will be snatched back for His Highness." ”

"Yes." The shopkeeper hurriedly answered, and then retreated.

Wei Zimo put down the cup in his hand, then turned around and walked into the inner hall, and the cup that was placed had already turned into a ball of powder.

Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu sat in the carriage, and then turned a street to return to the palace.

"How's your body?" Lan Jingshu couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"Much better." Mu Hanjin is now waiting to return to the palace to breathe and exercise.

Suddenly, a black shadow fell, and the sharp palm wind slashed towards the carriage, Mu Hanjin noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly rushed out of the carriage with Lan Jingshu, and then the two rolled to the ground, and the carriage had been shattered.

He raised his eyes and looked at the black shadow in front of him, and suddenly his eyes shot a touch of coldness, and looked at Lan Jingshu, "You hurry back to the palace." ”

"Who is he?" Lan Jingshu looked at the person in front of him, his martial arts must be very high, and he looked at Mu Hanjin uneasily.

"I don't know what to do." Mu Hanjin shook his head and said, he sent someone to inquire about his traces, but he found nothing, unexpectedly, and now he met him again.

Lan Jingshu also felt strange, looked at the person in front of him, and then looked at Mu Hanjin, "You have to be careful." ”

"Hmm." Mu Hanjin nodded.

Lan Jingshu got up from the ground and turned around to leave, but heard a cold voice, "Don't want to leave." ”

Then, the black shadow in front of him flew away, and his palms condensed his internal force, and he hit Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu.

Mu Hanjin hurriedly pushed Lan Jingshu away, then raised his palm, wanting to take the palm, but saw a figure falling, taking him into his arms, and then dodging the palm.

He raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, his eyes flashed with a touch of tenderness, "Lord Wang......"

Feng Aotian looked at him, and then pushed him into Lan Jingshu's arms, "Show it to the master." ”

"Yes." Lan Jingshu answered, and then helped Mu Hanjin to stand aside.

Feng Aotian flew up to meet the man in the ghost mask, the two of them palmed each other, and then they heard a "roar", and the two of them immediately fell.

"Who the hell are you?" Feng Aotian fell to the ground, and his eyes flashed with coldness.

The man wearing the ghost mask shot a cold look in his eyes, stared at Feng Aotian, and then slapped Feng Aotian with a palm, and then turned to leave.

Feng Aotian took the palm wind with one palm, then waved it out, turned around, and looked at Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin, "You're both okay, right?" ”

"It doesn't matter." Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, and then looked at Feng Aotian, "Lord Wang, you have nothing to do, right?" ”

"He can't go to the master." Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, took Mu Hanjin into his arms, held Lan Jingshu in one hand, and the three of them flew to the Regent's Mansion.

Feng Aotian carried Mu Hanjin into the dormitory, put him on the soft couch, lowered his head, and looked at the red line on his wrist that was a little longer than the last time he saw it, his eyes flashed with a touch of coldness, as if he had noticed something, but he still held back and did not say it.

She turned her eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu, "Come here." ”

"Yes." Lan Jingshu looked at Feng Aotian's gloomy expression, as if he had returned to his previous coldness, he inertly raised a trace of fear, and then lowered his head and walked forward.

Feng Aotian watched him slowly come over, then reached out and dragged him into his arms, raised his left arm, only to hear a crisp bone sound, Lan Jingshu didn't have time to make a sound, Feng Aotian put him on the soft couch, "The arm is dislocated, and you still endure it, can't you see it when you are the master?" ”

Lan Jingshu was slightly stunned, and then raised his eyebrows, he was only worried about Mu Hanjin, and he really forgot that his arm had been dislocated, but she actually ...... Thinking of this, there is a trace of warmth in my heart.

Feng Aotian looked at the two people in front of him, thinking about who the man in the ghost mask was and why he had attacked her people three or four times, and then looked at Mu Hanjin, "In the future, when you vomit blood, you will stay in the palace safely for the master, or follow the master." ”

"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded, then got up, sat cross-legged, and began to exercise to heal his wounds.

Feng Aotian rolled his eyes and looked at Gonggong Feng beside him, "Send more people, if you put that ghost man in, beware of you breaking you." ”

"Yes." Gonggong Feng knew that now the prince was angry, and hurriedly responded.

After Xing Wuyun arrived at the palace, he heard that the queen mother's bedroom was very quiet, and the queen mother was in the palace all day.

As the younger brother of the Queen Mother, he naturally wanted to visit, so he went to the Queen Mother's bedroom, but was bombarded by the Queen Mother.

The smell of wine wafted over the side courtyard, and he was enjoying it while smelling the wine while standing.

Late at night, Mu Hanjin also recovered his complexion, and then finished his work, got up from the soft couch, and saw Feng Aotian standing with his hands in his hands, standing outside the dormitory.

He turned his eyes and saw that Lan Jingshu had already entered the study, reviewing the folds.

He walked out of the dormitory and walked to her side, "Lord Wang......"

"Hungry?" Feng Aotian rolled his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were as bright as usual, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Mu Hanjin stretched out his hand, held her cold fingers, rubbed them carefully, and then took her into his arms, "Lord Wang......"

"Alright." Feng Aotian left his embrace, gave him a shallow kiss at the corner of his lips, and led him into the dormitory, "Set the meal." ”

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