The already tense body became extremely stiff at this moment, and he couldn't even breathe freely, and his mind echoed with the regent tearing his skin, leaving countless bruises and purple marks every time, with the smell of blood, his cold eyes flashed a touch of indifference, bite it, bite it, the pain in his body can never withstand the loneliness of his heart like a dead end.

It's just that he waited for a long time, and he didn't feel a trace of pain, on the contrary, she gently rubbed his ear between her teeth, and the tip of her tongue crossed the sensitive part of his earlobe, making his heart flutter, tilting his head slightly, and her fingers swept across his chest, gently twisting the bewitching point, so that he almost couldn't hold it, such tenderness, compared to the pain of the whipping, is more difficult to endure.

Lan Jingshu completely ignored the ambiguous atmosphere on his side, and always stared at the inscription on the Qiu Ju picture, shocked, the font on the right, like a dragon in the sky, very free, with ease, even if he is so fond of calligraphy and painting, if he wants to have such a fine brush, I am afraid that it will take another decade or two to achieve such an artistic conception.

The pen is circulating, revealing the height of the sky and the height of the earth, and at a glance, it implies the domineering between the lines, "Fangju opens the forest, and the green pine crowns the rock." With this chaste and beautiful posture, Zhuo is a masterpiece under the frost. This line of inscription made him even more surprised, he could see that in this poem, the free and easy and sighing between the lines, as well as the eloquence implied in the poem, is exactly his state of mind when he made this painting.

Humanity is hard to find, he suddenly raised his eyes, but saw the heart-wrenching picture in front of him, Lan Jingshu hurriedly lowered his head, and a touch of displeasure crossed his heart, only then he was surprised that he was thinking about something, she was punished by everyone, and the regent who longed to break the corpse into thousands of pieces, with her cruel and unkind, moody temperament, disdains him the most for people who dance and write, so he took away his thoughts and stopped talking.

Feng Aotian naturally saw Lan Jingshu's expression clearly from beginning to end, looked sideways, and saw that Mu Hanjin was trying his best to endure it, and suddenly thought of Mu Hanyao, who was also so patient with her teasing at the beginning, however, Mu Hanyao had the courage to avoid her intimacy, but, Mu Hanjin, his mind is not as clear as Mu Hanyao's, the real Mu Hanjin is very hidden by him, and she has always been very accurate.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, looking at Mu Hanjin's inscription, even under her wanton teasing, he could still stabilize his mind, stroke by stroke was very stable, the font seemed to be as delicate and wanton as gurgling water, but the edge was well hidden, the corners of her mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and whispered in his ear, "The autumn bush is like a pottery family, and it is becoming more and more oblique around the edge of the fence." It's not that chrysanthemums are favored in flowers, and this flower is even more flowerless. ”

Mu Hanjin took a deep breath, tried his best to endure it, tilted his head slightly, his slender neck was like a proud swan, and let Feng Aotian light a faint flame on him, and a gentle breeze sounded in his ears, which was the verse of his inscription, his indifferent eyes flashed slightly, and he said calmly, "Lord, Weichen is only a shallow learner, so that the prince can see and smile." ”

Feng Aotian heard this, and raised his voice and smiled, "Compared to the inscription of the master, what does Han Jin think is the difference between you?" ”

Mu Hanjin's eyes dimmed slightly, and then she remembered that she had also inscribed, and turned her eyes slightly, waiting to look at the poems on the side, as well as the font, and looked at Lan Jingshu who was raising her eyes in disbelief, unable to believe that this was made by the regent.

Feng Aotian said in a deep voice, "Huh? ”

Mu Hanjin wiped away the shock in his heart, and pretended to be calm, "Weichen is at the disposal of the prince." ”

Compared with her poems, his is just a whim, a whining that he feels, and Feng Aotian is the situation of him and Lan Jingshu painting and blowing the flute, as well as the words in his heart, he has always been arrogant and arrogant, although he is disdainful of such a tyrant as Feng Aotian, but now, because of this poem, he has to change her opinion a little.

"Jingshu, frame this painting for the master and keep it away." Feng Aotian glanced at Lan Jingshu beside him with a smile, and with a light tiptoe, he took Mu Hanjin and flew away.

Seeing this, Gonggong Feng hurriedly chased him out of the courtyard.

Lan Jingshu looked at the figure of Feng Aotian leaving, his eyes flashed a little dark, lowered his eyes, looked at the painting and the inscription in front of him again, and smiled dumbly, he was really stupid, this regent was just a whim, even if she had great talent, so what?

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin to her dormitory.

The white jade brocade belt around Mu Hanjin's waist is gone, the robe is half hung on his shoulders, the gown is also half open, the white and delicate skin is pink, and the temperament is as elegant as dust, but it exudes a mystery that makes people explore.

His hands were clenched into fists, hidden in his sleeves, his slightly thin body, standing in one place with his back to Feng Aotian, this dormitory, as soon as he entered, he felt suffocated, his moist lips were pursed at the moment, pale, and on his side, the leather whip, candles, iron chains, ropes, and many unsightly tools of abuse were placed on the high shelf, which made him disgusted, and even with the appropriate talent, he was also rejected by the slightest talent born with Feng Ao.

Two years of nightmares and unbearable are like a brand imprinted on his body and mind, which cannot be erased in this life, even if he wants to escape or resist, thinking of what he carries, he is powerless to resist.

Feng Aotian felt the sadness in Mu Hanjin's heart, she turned her eyes and looked at those tools, these things had been used on him, she knew his pain and disgust with herself, but now, what she can do is to let him accept again, if he is still so obsessed, she will not be reluctant, those who can help her will be fortunate to her, but she can't get it, only destroy it.

"What are you still doing?" Feng Aotian's tone was still so cold, revealing undoubted deterrence and coldness.

Mu Hanjin's narrow and gentle eyes flashed a touch of gloom, and he forcibly endured the nausea in his heart, raised his fingers, and took off his outer robe, even tearing off all the covering on his body.

Feng Aotian was a little helpless and speechless about his actions, in this dormitory, except for her, as long as the men she favored came in, they all had to be naked, Mu Hanjin naturally thought that she was going to spoil him now, so she had to take off her clothes.

She took a step forward, with a wave of her cloud sleeves, the outer robe scattered on the ground was put back on his body, and when Mu Hanjin was stunned, his palm was already cold, a little colder than his cold hand.

Feng Aotian took his hand, and the two of them walked to the study on the right side of the dormitory, perhaps they had not entered for a long time, although there were servants cleaning the study every day, but there was still a smell of mold.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian puzzled, she had never held his hand, and she never allowed men in clothes to enter the dormitory, and this study rarely entered, I don't know, what did she bring herself to this study? Is it to do something to him here?

Thinking of this, looking at the layers of bookshelves in front of him, the soles of his feet were cold, and when he walked to the bookcase, Feng Aotian's footsteps stopped, and he heard Gonggong Feng panting and walking towards the dormitory from a distance.

She said coldly, "Passing on the king's will, tomorrow morning, no one will be absent." ”

"Yes." Before Gonggong Feng could breathe, he heard Feng Aotian's order, hurriedly responded, and then sent someone to give it.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Mu Hanjin, saw him stunned in the distance, and chuckled, his laughter did not contain a trace of warmth, "Why, I was thinking about climbing my master's bed just now, why do you have to stand here now?" Do you take it off yourself or let the master take it off for you? ”

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