He raised his eyes and looked directly at Feng Aotian who was sitting on the dragon chair, she changed her bright yellow dragon robe from the past, wearing a dark red brocade robe, with an undoubted deterrent aura between her eyebrows, her handsome face like a bright moon, but with an elegant atmosphere, undoubtedly, she was dressed in a dark red brocade robe, compared to the bright yellow brocade robe, it was a little more bright and moving, so that when he saw it, he couldn't help but flash a touch of surprise.

The hundred officials standing on both sides of the Jinluan Hall also saw Feng Aotian wearing a red brocade robe for the first time, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and her gestures were full of luxury, and she was a little more bright and enchanting.

Lan Jingshu couldn't help but raise his eyes and look at her, at this moment, he wanted to be the one who came to her, but he turned his eyes and looked at Wei Zimo who was proudly walking on the red carpet, his natural cold and noble aura made people marvel, he was dressed in a brighter red than he was wearing in the past, looking at it like this, the more and more beautiful he couldn't help but droop his eyes, and a ghostly light flashed in his eyes.

Gu Yefeng sat in a wheelchair, also staring at this eye-catching face, he never expected that Feng Aotian was wearing dark red and was even more charming, he lowered his eyes, looking at his own legs, his heart was overflowing with bitterness.

Xing Wuyun still hooked his lips and smiled lightly, the wedding of Wei Zimo and Feng Aotian, the wedding of two men, this is the first strange thing in the ages.

However, when she saw Wei Zimo slowly walking towards her, why, was the red so dazzling, and even more dazzling?

After all, he was a little envious, if Le Ling had accepted her marriage sticker, then he would have walked towards her in a wedding dress like Wei Zimo.

Yi Mu looked at the scene in front of him, there was a faint sadness between his eyebrows, even if there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't get rid of it.

The cat father-in-law stood beside Feng Aotian, he didn't have half a point of joy now, looked at Wei Zimo, and then looked at Feng Aotian, worried in his heart, just because the master's Kwai Shui happened to arrive today, such a festive day, is it joy and joy?

Feng Aotian was sitting precariously, with a consistent smile on her face, but only she knew that now, she had the heart to kill, she didn't expect that it was really a thousand calculations, it was better to calculate the sky, Kwai Shui finally came in her expectations, but why did she choose this day? What's more, because of the first time, she was in a terrible pain, no one found out, her fingers hidden in the sleeve robe were white, even if she had deep internal strength, I am afraid that it would not be able to relieve the pain of her menstrual cramps.

If it is according to the normal etiquette system, only the emperor and the queen will have such a grand wedding, and now, Feng Aotian did not announce to the world, the third prince is not the queen, and he has not given him any position, so he has organized a wedding ceremony that shocks the world, which makes everyone really incomprehensible.

Feng Aotian didn't think so, the rules are set by people, the reason why she did this was to show the countries that she valued the three princes of Yuluo Kingdom, and also to tell Yuluo Kingdom and Fengqi Kingdom's sincerity, and secondly, she held this big wedding to tell Wei Zimo that he was her Feng Aotian person from now on, and the world knew it.

Wei Zimo entered the main hall under the gaze of everyone, and walked forward step by step, until he stood in the center of the main hall, he raised his eyes, met Feng Aotian's eyes, and saluted slightly, "See the emperor!" ”

Feng Aotian listened to his title, according to common sense, he should call himself a concubine, but he called himself a minister, but for Feng Aotian, his word "minister" contained too much meaning, he told her that he was no longer the third prince of Yuluo Kingdom, but her courtier; He told her that he would let go of the past and start over; He told her that even if he entered the harem, he would not lower his identity; Most importantly, he declared to her that he had traded all his wealth for his future freedom.

Feng Aotian always maintained a gentle smile, got up from the dragon chair, walked down slowly, stood in front of him, and held his hand, "From today on, there will be no more Gongyi Zimo, the third prince of the Yuluo Kingdom, in the world, he is specially renamed Wei Zimo, and I specially named him the Marquis of Xiaoyao." ”

The officials were shocked, this ...... Shouldn't she be given a concubine? Why did you change your name and surname? Why was he named Hou Ye?

Everyone raised their eyes, but they were surprised.

Xing Wuyun knew that this was Feng Aotian's promise to Wei Zimo, but shouldn't the word "free" be given to him? How could it be given to Wei Zimo?

He was the first to react and shouted, "Long live the Martial Emperor, long live, long live!" Chitose Chitose Chitose! ”

Baiguan is also a person with a clear mind, even if he hasn't figured it out, but this Fengqi country is Feng Aotian's final say, how she wants to canonize it, it is up to her to decide, they are just courtiers, naturally they only have to obey, not to mention, what is the point, borrow their courage, and dare not refute.

Lan Jingshu didn't expect that the emperor would do this, so what is the meaning of this big wedding?

Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu were also unexpected, they didn't know, what did the emperor mean by doing this?

Feng Aotian couldn't help but increase the strength of Wei Zimo's hand because of the pain of menstrual cramps, and then swept everyone's faces, "Even so, the candle night in the cave room with the master still has to be done." ”

Her voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone to hear clearly, and this time it made the officials even more puzzled, but they understood that whether it was the third prince or the Marquis of Xiaoyao, they were all the emperor's people anyway.

Wei Zimo thought that today's matter was just a formality, and he had already made his own position and attitude clear, "Your Majesty, the minister is now your courtier." ”

Feng Aotian raised his hand and took him into his arms, "Before you were my courtier, you were still my beloved concubine. ”

Who said that if he was named the Marquis of Xiaoyao, he couldn't be her person?

Wei Zimo's eyes were slightly cold, obviously displeased, "The emperor has gone back on his word?" ”

"I've always kept my word." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Isn't today the day of your wedding to me?" ”

Wei Zimo's eyes became even colder, "Okay." ”

Feng Aotian chuckled, and then flew out of the dormitory with him.

The officials raised their eyes and saw that the big wedding ended like this? Although they know that the emperor never plays cards according to common sense, but this number of gifts, the previous display was so big, but now it is hasty? This makes them inevitably a little uncomfortable, after all, the current excitement has not been finished, and leaving like this is inevitably a little unfinished, and more importantly, what is the relationship between the emperor and the third prince?

Seeing Feng Aotian leaving, the cat father-in-law hurriedly chased him out, thinking that the master was still suffering from abdominal pain, so he was distressed.

Xing Wuyun looked at the scene in front of him, hooked his lips and smiled, and then walked away, his identity in Fengqi Country was the son of the former prime minister, Xing Wuyun, the old minister in the court naturally knew, and he was not too surprised by his sudden appearance, after all, they all knew that this Xing Wuyun was born to be free and easy, and he often traveled abroad, and it was not easy to appear.

Lan Jingshu saw that the ministers were stunned in place, not knowing whether to stay or leave, he said softly, "Everyone is scattered." ”

"Yes." The ministers listened to Lan Jingshu's voice, and now, the biggest thing in this place is Lan Xiang.

Lan Jingshu watched the hundred officials disperse, and the Jinluan Hall seemed very empty, he raised his eyes and looked around, there was festive red everywhere, flashing his eyes.

"Let's go back." Lan Jingshu pushed Gu Yefeng and stepped out of the Jinluan Palace.

Yi Mu followed him, this big wedding was really different from what they imagined, there was no noise, but it was gorgeous, not thrilling, but it was shocking, but they were all bystanders.

Feng Aotian carried Wei Zimo to the Floating Dream Palace, and then entered the dormitory, now, it was just past noon, it was still early, Feng Aotian was a little painful, and his forehead was soaked with a thin layer of sweat.

Wei Zimo was dragged into the inner hall by Feng Aotian, he raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, obviously a little angry, and then shook it hard, but he didn't expect that he easily pushed Feng Aotian away.

Feng Aotian's body was unstable, he took a few steps back, endured the pain, and then sat down on the chair.

Wei Zimo was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stepped forward, only to realize that something was wrong with her, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Feng Aotian leaned into his arms a little weakly, "You pushed the master away a lot just now. ”

Wei Zimo had never seen such a Feng Aotian, her face was faintly pale at the moment, completely devoid of her previous fierceness and domineering, but now, she was a little weak, which made him feel distressed when he saw it.

He lowered his head and watched her fall into his arms like this, pursing his lips, he raised his hand slightly, probed her forehead, his palm was very cold, he didn't have a reason to panic, "The minister will go and call the imperial doctor." ”

Feng Aotian grabbed his hand, "Fu Ye went to rest on the couch." ”

Wei Zimo was a little hesitant, but seeing that she didn't have the evil aura of the past, she was weak, and then helped her up and slowly walked to the bed, where Feng Aotian lay down.

Actually, she is leaving now, but she has to do enough to act, otherwise, there will be no effect.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Go and bring a cup of hot water to the master." ”

"Okay." Wei Zimo has never thought of caring about others, let alone caring for people, but seeing Feng Aotian so weak, she doesn't even have the strength to speak, he doesn't know why, a touch of worry and fear rose in his heart.

He hurriedly walked to the table, poured hot water, and brought it over, Feng Aotian looked at him, "Master wants you to feed." ”

Wei Zimo helped her up from the bed, Feng Aotian leaned into his arms, and he handed the teacup to her lips a little awkwardly, "Drink." ”

Feng Aotian shook his head, "Master has no strength. ”

"So what to do?" Wei Zimo lowered his head and watched her face become more and more pale.

"You take a sip and feed it to the master." Feng Aotian stared at his lips under the veil and said.

"By this time, you're still such a scoundrel." Wei Zimo couldn't help but roar angrily.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Hurry up." ”

Wei Zimo raised his hand and covered her forehead again, colder than Shicai, he hesitated for a moment, but still helplessly lifted the hem of the veil, took a sip, slowly lowered his head, and approached her lips, as if he had made a big decision, before he printed her lips and crossed the water into her mouth.

Feng Aotian felt a faint warmth slip through her lips, she raised her eyes and looked at him, "I want to." ”

Wei Zimo mustered up his courage, then took another sip, lowered his head, and fed her.

In this way, she drank a cup, Feng Aotian's face softened slightly, she looked at Wei Zimo's face, through the red veil, dyed a crimson, even more cold and moving.

Now, even if she has the heart, she is powerless, so she can only lean on his arms, "Let the master rest." ”

Wei Zimo looked at her like this, and couldn't bear to say, "The minister will go to the imperial doctor for you." ”

"No, you don't." Feng Aotian said in a low voice, "Master just wants to rest like this." ”

As she spoke, she approached him again, inhaled the cold breath on his body, and then slowly closed her eyes, but she couldn't sleep, the pain was too grinding.

Father-in-law Mao walked in with the decoction, and saw Feng Aotian leaning on Wei Zimo's arms with a pale face, he hurriedly stepped forward, "Master, drink this medicine, and it won't hurt." ”

"No need, if you drink it this time, it will still hurt next time." Feng Aotian knew that the cat's father-in-law had deliberately boiled painkillers, but her body had already lost too much, and now she was finally able to recuperate better, if she took painkillers again, then her previous efforts would be in vain.

The cat father-in-law looked at her distressedly, took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve, and wiped the thin sweat on her forehead, "But, if you are like this, the slave will die of distress." ”

Feng Aotian opened his eyes slightly, "Ye can stand it." ”

Wei Zimo didn't know why Feng Aotian suddenly became so haggard and weak, he looked at the cat father-in-law, "The emperor is seriously ill?" ”

"The master's cold air enters the body, causing pain in the body, and this will be the case for a few days." The cat father-in-law naturally found a reason, anyway, as long as the master is careful, he will spend tonight, and he will be accompanied by him for the next few days.

Wei Zimo looked at Feng Aotian, thinking that she, who had always been as hard as a city wall, had such a fragile side, he watched her endure the pain, but she could still hold on so hard, so, how difficult should this pain be?

The cat father-in-law hurriedly sat beside Feng Aotian, slipped his hand along the robe, and gently rubbed her lower abdomen to relieve her pain.

Wei Zimo sat beside the bed, with Feng Aotian in his arms, and beside him was the cat father-in-law, he was obviously a little unaccustomed, it was not easy to let Feng Aotian get so close to him.

He habitually moved back and looked at him, "You stay away from me." ”

The cat raised his eyes and looked at Wei Zimo, "Why don't you rub it?" ”

Wei Zimo listened to the words of the cat father-in-law, and was stunned again, let him rub it? This......

Father-in-law Mao withdrew his hand and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, the slave will go and prepare some ginger soup." ”

"Well, go ahead." Feng Aotian nodded.

The cat turned around and left the dormitory.

Feng Aotian looked at Wei Zimo, suddenly raised his hand at his side, and then put it on his lower abdomen, it was really cold, he wanted to stop it, but, looking at the thin sweat on her forehead, he covered the skin of his lower abdomen with his palm under her signal, but he didn't dare to move.

Feng Aotian's hand covered the back of his hand, rubbing it gently, and when he got used to it, Feng Aotian let go of his hand, she suddenly felt that it was really hard to be a woman, and she had to bear the discomfort of every time Kwai Shui came, and in the future, there were still many inconveniences, thinking about this, she felt depressed.

Xing Wuyun blushed, for the first time, he had touched the skin of others, and the touch of his palm was so smooth and tender, he was just right, and he gently rubbed the skin of his palm under her demonstration, and his heart also beat.

He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian with his eyes closed slightly, his free other hand took out a brocade handkerchief from his bosom, and wiped the thin sweat on her forehead, for the first time, he actually learned how to take care of people.

Feng Aotian half-narrowed his eyes, "You are the first person to touch the master." ”

Wei Zimo was stunned for a moment, and then snorted coldly, "Who is rare." ”

Feng Aotian said in a low voice, "There are a lot of rare people. ”

Wei Zimo stopped talking, everything that happened in the past few days was beyond his expectations, especially today's wedding.

"You see that Ye is still so fragile and powerless, Ye sees the side that you are afraid of being hurt, so you and I see each other's embarrassed side, isn't it good?" Feng Aotian's voice was very low, revealing a faint softness.

Wei Zimo looked at her, "Okay?" ”

"Well, that's good." Feng Aotian looked at Wei Zimo, "No matter how bad the master is, this cave room still has to spend the candle night." ”

Wei Zimo gently rubbed the hand on her lower abdomen and pressed it hard, "Don't you think about it." ”

Feng Aotian bit his lip in pain by his actions like this, and looked at him, "It hurts." ”

Wei Zimo saw her break out in a cold sweat, he couldn't help but lose his temper because of her teasing words, so he started to be heavier, but when he saw her hurting like this, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

He moved softly and sighed faintly, "You're sure I can't do anything to you, right?" ”

Feng Aotian raised his head slightly, "Wipe your sweat." ”

Wei Zimo was angry and annoyed when he saw her like this, but he still raised his hand and wiped the sweat on her forehead for her.

The cat father-in-law got this ginger soup and walked in, he deliberately avoided it, and put some brown sugar and red dates in the ginger soup, but it was not easy to notice.

He walked to the bed, "Master, the slave feeds you." ”

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, then leaned into Wei Zimo's arms and looked at the cat father-in-law.

The cat father-in-law looked at Wei Zimo and looked uncomfortable with him, and then handed him the bowl, "You feed the master." ”

Then he got up and stepped out of the dormitory.

Wei Zimo lowered his head and looked at the ginger soup in the bowl, the color was darker than before, and he could smell the fragrance of red dates, he couldn't help but be a little puzzled, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Why do you put red dates in the ginger soup?" ”

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Ye Qi and blood are insufficient." ”

Wei Zimo looked at her, now it is indeed a little, so he simply didn't ask more, so he scooped it with a spoon and put it on her lips, this time, Feng Aotian didn't let him feed it personally.

Feng Aotian drank it one by one, and suddenly thought that she had taken care of people in the past, but now it was rare to be taken care of, and felt that this feeling was indeed good.

After drinking the ginger soup, Feng Aotian felt that there was no pain like Shicai, but Wei Zimo felt a little strange.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "What are you thinking?" ”

"Your signs are very similar to a woman coming to Kwai Shui." Wei Zimo couldn't help but say.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Do you want to let Ye take off his clothes, and you will verify it yourself?" ”

"No need." Wei Zimo just said, thinking about making fun of her, who knew that she was so profligate, he was not ready to meet her naked.

Feng Aotian knew that her current signs would naturally arouse his suspicions, but she was more sure that according to Wei Zimo's temperament, she would naturally not look at it.

Feng Aotian leaned on Wei Zimo's arms, very comfortable, and then said, "I think you want to see it." ”

Wei Zimo glared at Feng Aotian, "You are better now, and you are becoming more and more improper." ”

Feng Aotian looked at him, "When is the master passing by?" ”

Wei Zimo listened to Feng Aotian's words, although she was handsome, with an incomprehensible face, and the weakness that only women have, he suddenly had the illusion that she was a woman, but now, seeing her slippery and saying frivolous words that only men can say, he felt that he was really too suspicious, how could he treat her as a woman? What is she like a woman?

Feng Aotian saw that Wei Zimo was losing his mind, she suddenly stepped forward, pressed him in her arms, and raised her hand to uncover him.

Wei Zimo hurriedly came back to his senses and held her hand, "What are you going to do?" ”

"What do you say?" Feng Aotian tossed like this, and now looking at the sky outside, it had darkened, and the corners of her mouth hooked an evil smile, "Such a beautiful day, do you know that the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold." ”

Wei Zimo listened to Feng Aotian's words, and once again affirmed that Feng Aotian was an out-and-out disciple, how could he think that she was a woman?

He raised his hand to push her away, "I can't help it. ”

Feng Aotian listened to his decisive refusal, she smiled deeply, pulled her own hand from his hand, her fingertips covered his eyebrows and gently swiped it, and her fingertips touched the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows, slowly caressing along her face through the veil.

Wei Zimo turned his head, not wanting to pay attention to her, "If you come by force, you know my temper." ”

Feng Aotian knew that he was threatening her, her physical strength was very weak now, and she would never be able to subdue him, his temperament was stubborn, if he was strong, it would be the end of the burning of jade.

"Well, it's not a small temper." Feng Aotian nodded, his fingertips had already hooked up his wedding dress and scattered it on his side.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "You should also know the temper of the master, and you like to use the strong one the most." ”

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