041 Take it off

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date="2021-02-05"

title="041 Take it off "

weight="119040"

series = ["This Lord is Too Cruel"]

mode = "manual"

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Chapter name: 041 Take it off and take it off

Feng Yinqi paused, his complexion flashed slightly unnatural, and said coldly, "Regent Uncle King, do I still need to enter the palace?"

"Just because you are the emperor, you must set an example to the officials. This is the king's palace, and all rules must be listened to by this king." Feng Aotian put a review memorial in one place, and said indifferently. .

Mu Hanjin lowered her head, continued to annotate the remaining memorials, and secretly cursed at Feng Aotian's words. It is really difficult to change the nature of the country, the emperor is only nine years old, and even the little baby will not let it go. Now that I have been sitting opposite her for a day, seeing her annotated strategy on the memorial, I really want to curse and faint you.

Feng Yinqi was so angry that his small hands were clenched into fists, and he could hear the creaking of bones. He took a deep breath, "I know that the Regency Uncle King went to the border and worked hard all the way, so I came to visit the Regency Uncle King. , I hope the Regent Uncle King can come out and meet me."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, thinking that this little guy really deserves to be trained by Xing Zhiyan, his endurance is so strong, if he is honed in the future, he will become a great weapon, but it is a pity that he is no better in front of her. It's just a tender melon that doesn't dry out, and it's not a threat. However, now that the situation is uncertain, it's better to play with him.

"The king is busy now, and there is no time to meet the emperor himself." Feng Aotian wanted to see how strong his endurance could be.

Feng Yinqi pondered for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "When will the Regent Uncle King be available?"

"Tomorrow morning." Feng Aotian said quietly.

For a moment, Feng Yinqi really wanted to rush in like this. However, his martial arts is not deep. Even if he enters, he will be beaten out. He knows the irritable temper of the regent. If it irritates her, he will do it today. He didn't want to be beaten by her because of impulse, he didn't want to be beaten half body by her. Thinking about this, he quickly changed his emotions and thought to himself that impulse is the devil.

Feng Aotian took the last memorial of Mu Hanjin's endorsement, and after approval, he gently tossed it aside, raised her eyes, and saw that Mu Hanjin accidentally stained her sleeves with ink because of her talent. , She frowned, "Go and change your clothes."

Mu Hanjin followed Feng Aotian's eyes, and saw a large swath of ink on his sleeves. She hurriedly got off the soft couch and said, "Yes."

Immediately, he turned around and exited the study, letting go of the exhaustion of the day, suddenly relaxed, and walked to the inner hall.

When passing through the palace gate, Mu Hanjin looked ahead, did not glance at the gate, and walked forward, because when he walked out of the study, he was not a courtier, but the male favorite of the regent. His master could only is her.

Feng Yinqi's eyes flickered, and he saw Mu Hanjin walking by indifferently ignoring him. He narrowed his eyes and shot out a cold and solemn voice, "Regent Uncle King, why is your male pet wearing a shirt?"

"This king's male favorite, this king likes to let him wear it, and then take it off. Does the emperor want to appreciate the appearance of this king's male favorite?" Feng Aotian asked in a loud voice.

"Regent Uncle King thought a lot, I don't have such an elegant hobby as Regent Uncle King." Feng Yinqi almost gritted his teeth and let him see a man's jade body? It was a joke.

Feng Aotian smiled again, "This king's hobby is already very elegant, if the emperor doesn't want to come in, then this king will continue to be busy." After that, her figure flashed, and Mu Hanjin stepped in early. Inner hall.

Standing with Feng Yinqi outside the main hall gate, a cold wind blew by intuition, and his eyes flashed with a ruthless experience. Naturally, he knew that the regent was deliberately making things difficult for him. If he did not go in, he would have to wait for nothing tonight. If he enters, then, is his emperor really faceless? Whether he went in or stood still, he stood there and pondered.

Feng Aotian walked to the bed on her own, and saw Ye Mei's complexion ruddy and still asleep, she stretched out her hand, covering his smooth and smooth forehead, her eyebrows frowned, "Really a weak body."

With a whisper, he lifted his palm, pushed it to his chest, and poured a qi into his heart. He is now because the meridians are all broken, and she hangs him upside down just to let his blood circulate. , Making the broken meridian gradually healed, but unfortunately, his physique was rather soft, coupled with the wind and cold last night, he was a little unable to hold it now.

Mu Hanjin walked into the inner hall with her head down. After the screen, he had prepared the clothes he had worn before. He took off the clothes on his body, changed clothes again, and walked out to Feng Aotian's side.

Feng Aotian closed his palms, raised his eyes, and took a deep look at him. There was a cold flash in his eyes, and slowly got up, holding his hand, "Feng Gonggong, prepare dinner."

"Yes." Feng Gonggong hurriedly gestured to the minion on the side to pass the pass, and after a while he walked into the palace with the dishes.

Feng Yinqi looked at the food brought in and realized that he hadn't eaten for a day, and the Regent Uncle King had treated him like this. He touched his slumped belly and glanced at the delicious food that passed by his eyes. Unconsciously wriggling his throat.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin's hand and took a seat, put the specially prepared soup in front of him, "Drink."

Mu Hanjin picked up the soup bowl and whispered, "Thank you, Lord."

Feng Aotian stopped talking, and just started to eat. Mu Hanjin was also silent. He was not stupid enough. Now, looking for bad luck in front of the regent, he asked if he would invite the emperor to come in for dinner.

The scent of food wafting from the palace made Feng Yinqi unable to help but swallow his saliva. He recalled that these dishes had never been seen in his eyes before, but today they smell so compelling. Can't help but sigh, he is really hungry now.

However, he also has a temper, and he must preserve the dignity of being an emperor. He must not yield, simply, hold his breath, not smell the scent of the charming rice, hold his back, continue to stand, if it is today If he can't see the Regent Uncle King, his mother will definitely be unhappy, and even more angry at him, even this kind of humiliation can't stand him, how to be a real emperor in the future?

Feng Aotian stopped dinner. She was used to exercising after the meal. She walked into the inner hall and walked to the tool rack, observing that the things on the tool rack were all made of pure metal, and the carved patterns on it were vivid. At first glance, it was very valuable. She hooked her finger and pulled out the cowhide whip on the side. With a light flick, the toughness was excellent. The handle was made of fine suet jade, which was very smooth to the touch.

Mu Hanjin kept her head down and stood on one side. Seeing Feng Aotian walking towards the tool rack, she picked up the whip and sighed in her heart. As expected, he thought too much. Once, whenever she picked up the tool rack, He knew that he was going to be tortured again this night. He suddenly felt his stomach tighten, and the warm soup he had just drunk wanted to squirt out. He resisted the nausea and obediently faded off the moon white brocade on his body. robe.

Feng Aotian turned around and saw Mu Hanjin's actions like this. This reminded her of her past styles. However, now, she is looking for someone to practice her hand. Since he came to the door by herself, she has no reason to refuse. .

His jade-like skin was exposed under the bright palace lanterns, glowing with sheer luster, waterfall-like ink hair clinging to the thin body, and his elegant and dusty face set off his ice and jade.

Feng Aotian hooked the corner of his mouth and waved the whip in his hand at him, only to hear a "pop"...

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