075 Lord, you are really partial (two more)

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date="2021-02-05"

title="075 Lord, you are really partial (two more) "

weight="119074"

series = ["This Lord is Too Cruel"]

mode = "manual"

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Chapter name: 075 Lord, you are really partial (two more)

"You know?" Mu Hanjin paused, turned her eyes and looked at him.

"Well, you were drunk that day, and you lost your words after drinking." Leng Qianye put away his anger and looked at him unbearably. "She is really so good, is it worth your life?"

"I was born for her, and my destiny cannot be violated, but I did not expect that I would fall in love with her." Mu Hanyao laughed, "If it weren't for her, I would have died."

"I don't understand." Leng Qianye stared at Mu Hanjin's thin figure, revealing endless loneliness.

Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "You will understand later."

"Why can't Du Duo be tempted by her?" Leng Qianye asked puzzledly.

"If you are tempted by her, it will activate the poison in my body." Mu Hanjin said lightly.

"What will happen then?" Leng Qianye thought there might be a way.

"He vomits blood every three days. After one year, he will gradually age until he vomits blood and die." Mu Hanjin turned her eyes and looked at Leng Qianye, "Brother Leng, Han Jin has something to ask."

"You let me keep a secret." Leng Qianye's eyes shot a cold.

"Yes." Mu Hanjin replied, "I have been suppressing the spread of toxins in my body these days, but after the martial arts started that day, the first time I vomited blood, I knew that my heart was out of control, even though I How to resist repression is of no avail."

"How much time do you...?" Leng Qianye felt a little pain, and suddenly hated Feng Aotian. If it weren't for her, how could they have been tortured like this, and they would have to look at their closest relatives. Slowly died in front of him, but there was nothing he could do.

Mu Hanjin turned her eyes and looked at him, "As long as five years, as few as three years."

"What?" Leng Qianye couldn't believe it, his hands clenched into fists, "What if I kill her?"

"Love has moved. If you kill her, I will die with her." Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Qianye, "As long as I live for one day, no one is allowed to hurt her."

"Han Jin, why are you doing this? I don't understand." Leng Qianye shook his head and looked at the brother in front of him who grew up with him. Several of them have experienced so many lives and deaths. Why, it happened at this time?

"Brother Leng, please promise me." Mu Hanjin's narrow eyes were full of begging.

Leng Qianye stepped back, staring at him, and finally sighed, turned and turned his back to him, "I hope you won't regret it in the future."

Feng Yinqi paced back and forth in the imperial palace, his small figure looked unusually anxious, and when Defu entered, he quickly stepped forward and asked, "Can Mu Hanjin come back?"

"Back to the emperor, Shifei Mu said that he is tired and tired. If the emperor has important matters, we will discuss it tomorrow morning." Defu replied with his head down.

Feng Yinqi breathed a sigh of relief, then lay back on the dragon couch, "I'm tired, you can withdraw."

"Yes." Defu glanced at Feng Aotian suspiciously, and then retreated.

In the queen dowager’s bedroom, Xing Zhiyan walked back and forth, listening to the spy’s return, her eyes flashed coldly, “The regent is really gone, she actually transferred Mu Hanyao over.”

"Yes, the empress dowager." The man in black replied.

"Fortunately, Peony is there, it should be foolproof. If the situation is irretrievable, all the people will be withdrawn, and the relevant people will be wiped out." Xing Zhiyan flashed coldly in her apricot eyes, "Let Peony proceed with caution. Bare feet."

"Yes." The man in black replied, and then retired.

"The empress dowager, this matter has been fine for all these years, and there shouldn't be anything wrong this time." Guo Hui comforted.

Xing Zhiyan said solemnly, "Somehow, these days, I always feel uneasy."

"The empress dowager, you must be worrying too much." Guo Hui continued, and he took the ginseng soup from the palace maid and handed it to her. "The empress dowager, please relax, if there is something peony there, you will definitely come anytime Reported."

"Is the emperor taking the tonics sent by Ai's family in the past few days?" Xing Zhiyan took the ginseng soup and asked in a low voice.

"Take it every day." Guo Hui quickly replied.

"Well, that's fine." Xing Zhiyan drank the ginseng soup and sighed. "If things are really irreversible, some people will accompany Lai's family on the road."

The sky was getting brighter, Feng Aotian and Nan Shu were just looking at them. They looked up and saw that Ye Mei was also sleepless, so they lay on the soft couch and watched her.

Mu Hanyao stood in the courtyard for a day, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xing Wuyun leaned in the pavilion and rested for a night, then woke up quietly, looking at the scenery in front of him, with a wanton smile still on his mouth, and went into the house to wash.

Feng Aotian stepped forward and came to Ye Mei's face, "I watched it all night, have you seen enough?"

"No." Ye Mei has been entangled, whether the prince looks good in women's clothing or men's clothing.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, looking at him with a thoughtful appearance, raised his hand and pinched his ear, "What are you thinking about again?"

After washing, Xing Wuyun walked out, tucked his clothes back, sat down coolly, poured a cup of tea, and after a few sips, he still felt bitter, and suddenly remembered that the tea that Feng Aotian had drunk last night, how could he not taste bitter? , Could Bong's tea be different?

He looked sideways and looked at Jingxi who was setting aside his meal. He stepped forward and stared at him, "Bring me some of the kind of tea that the prince ordered last night."

"Master Xing, what you only drank was the one that the prince drank." Jingxi lowered her head and replied.

"Really?" Xing Wuyun turned around, sat down again, then poured another cup, still bitter, turned his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, then poured another cup and handed it to her, "Master, please have tea."

Feng Aotian took the tea cup suspiciously, took a sip, and looked at him, "What's wrong?"

Xing Wuyun took the tea cup that Feng Aotian had drunk, and then took a sip, staring at her in surprise, "How is this possible?"

Feng Aotian raised his hand and slapped him on the head, "You drink Master's tea again."

Regardless of the pain on the head, Xing Wuyun put the tea cup down, feeling strange, and then took another sip of the tea that Feng Aotian had drunk, and kept repeating it until the cup ran out of water. Tengdi stood up from the chair, and then rushed out.

Feng Aotian looked at his strange expression, turned his eyes, and looked at Ye Mei, "Okay, don't look at it, eat."

Ye Mei followed Feng Aotian's strength, got down on the soft couch, and then went to wash and change her clothes.

Feng Aotian looked at Nan Shu, "I will tell you what you have found later."

"Yes." Nan Shu has been very rewarding this night, so even though he stayed for one night, he feels comfortable.

Mu Hanyao stepped into the house, looked at the very harmonious scene in the house, bowed his head and said, "Lord."

"Go wash and eat breakfast." Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Mu Hanyao's gloomy face, and said lightly.

"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied, then turned and left.

After breakfast, Xing Wuyun went into the room dejectedly, raised his eyes and saw Feng Aotian, and said in a low voice, "Master, the courtier has something to ask for."

"Except looking for a woman." Feng Aotian got up and ignored him.

"Prince, if the courtiers don't look for women, they may die, entangled to death." Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian and sighed.

"Then you will be entangled to death. At that time, the Lord will give you a good coffin." Feng Aotian said coldly, then sat down and looked at Nan Shu, "Say it."

"These files are the archives of these soldiers, and over the years, the source and origin of their food and grass. In recent years, they have not only robbed official salt in the name of robbers, but also increased taxes in the name of the government to hoard food and grass. "Nan Shu continued, "There must be collusion between officials."

"Well, what else?" Feng Aotian said lightly.

"The other one is the list of court officials who have contacted them over the years, as well as the strongholds in various places." Nan Shu said immediately.

"Well, that's good." Feng Aotian nodded, "But, do you know who colluded between the two Huai Rivers?"

"This... the minister has not found out yet." Nan Shu continued.

"The king will give you two days to thoroughly find out the officials involved in the two Huai Rivers. Also, there are about 100,000 horses in that place. Last night, the people had been stunned. The horses and horses must have been hidden and there is no trace to be found. After discussing the case of Guanyan, we will solve the case thoroughly the day after," Feng Aotian said solemnly.

"Yes, the minister obeyed!" Nan Shu's warm eyes showed joy for the first time.

Ye Mei snorted coldly, then took Feng Aotian's hand and leaned aside.

"What are you humming?" Xing Wuyun asked in a low voice from the side.

"Master, you are really partial." Ye Mei mumbled dissatisfiedly.

"Why is your eccentric?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Mei.

"Actually, you knew what this official salt was involved in the morning, but you just watched someone who couldn't stand it alone, so they came to help him, including the fake second lady in the water transport, and the place where the soldiers were stationed. I knew it early in the morning." Ye Mei raised her eyebrows and stared at Nan Shu jealously, clarifying everything.

Nan Shu's joyful face, with a touch of gloom at the moment, looked at Feng Aotian, it turned out that she came to help him specially.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and pulled Ye Mei into his arms, "Being smart."

"Are you wise? Master knows that their hearts are like Mingjing." Ye Mei leaned in Feng Aotian's arms, bowed her head, and pecked at the corner of her mouth.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Go out with him for a walk."

"Yes." Ye Mei nodded and left from Feng Aotian's arms, and the two flew away.

Mu Hanyao turned his eyes and looked at the two leaving figures, his grim countenance flashed darkly, "Let's go, isn't it only two days?" Turned around and walked outside the house.

"Huh?" Nan Shu was still immersed in Shijae Ye Mei's words, raising his eyes to look at Mu Hanyao's leaving figure, "Oh."

Then tidy up all the files and move away.

Xing Wuyun lay bored on the soft couch, and finally he was the only one left, with Erlang's legs tilted, his head resting on his hands, "Jingxi, bring wine."

"Master Xing, you drank all the wine yesterday." Jingxi replied respectfully at the door.

Xing Wuyun's face was startled, "Why is there only so little? Didn't it mean there are many?"

"That jar of wine seems to have been brought by the prince from the capital on a special trip. There is only one jar." Jingxi quickly replied.

Xing Wuyun was silent for a moment, then got up, suddenly a little annoyed. The regent actually played him. It turned out that she had planned it a long time before using wine to trap him here. Thinking of this, she immediately got down on a soft couch with a fierce face. Guang, "Go to the best restaurant and buy two jars of good wine for my son."

"Yes." Jingxi was shocked. He didn't expect that Young Master Xing, who had always been kind and smiled deeply, would have such a frightened side. He turned around and hurried away.

Xing Wuyunfu lay back on the soft couch again, "It's useless to be trapped. That Wei Zimo has a bad temper. If he doesn't come, he will definitely not come."

Feng Aotian walked to a beautiful place with Ye Mei, turned his eyes and looked at him, "Why pick it up?"

"Do you think Mei is willing to say it? It's not for the sake of the Lord to let others think about it." Ye Mei stretched out her hand and took Feng Aotian into her arms. People, I can’t help Grandpa much here, and I hope the people you like can appreciate your kindness and help you out, and Grandpa won’t have to work so hard.

Listening to Ye Mei's words, Feng Aotian felt warm in his heart. He embraced him and leaned in his arms, "I will leave when I know you."

"Well, they came to pick me up." Even though Ye Mei had a lot of reluctance in her heart, she waited until this day after all.

Feng Aotian left his embrace, raised his eyes, and looked at his glamorous and enchanting face, "Master will be with you these past two days."

"Okay." Ye Mei squeezed her hand, "Let's go to the water transport."

"Huh?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"Isn't the master going to see that woman?" Ye Mei said, holding her hand and flying away.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of Feng Aotian's mouth. Perhaps, at this time, she knew that someone could know her joy, anger, sorrow, and joy so well. It was so gratifying to know her thoughts.

The two immediately fell into the courtyard of Caoyun and saw Le Ling crying by the window.

Feng Aotian stepped forward and came to her, "Le Ling, what's wrong with you?"

Le Ling looked at Feng Aotian with tears even more, crying, "Master..." He stood up and fell into her arms.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and patted her back gently, "Le Ling, what happened?"

"Tui Er died and was killed by Er Niang." Le Ling cried sadly.

Feng Aotian looked at her, "When did you find it?"

Ye Mei looked at the woman in front of her, and quickly stepped forward and took Feng Aotian into her arms, keeping her away.

Le Ling lifted his eyes, looked at the hostility shown in Ye Mei's eyes, and quickly reduced his emotions, wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "I just discovered it."

"Don't be sad, everything will calm down." Feng Aotian looked at her, "Are you all ready?"

"Yeah." Le Ling nodded, "everything is waiting for your instructions from the lord."

"Okay, don't be too sad, this queen will come again." Feng Aotian said softly while looking at Le Ling.

Le Ling nodded, slightly blessed, "Le Ling is rude."

"It's okay." Feng Aotian wanted to step forward to help her back to the room, but was taken into her arms by Ye Mei.

Feng Aotian thought that he had only been with him for only two days, so depending on his temperament, he continued, "The king will leave first."

After that, the two flew away.

Le Ling watched the figure leave, silent for a long time.

Feng Aotian walked along the streets of Lianghuai with Ye Mei. Because of the appearance of the two, they attracted the attention of countless people, but Ye Mei unscrupulously held Feng Aotian's hand, except for those in the dynasty. The regent, who had the courage, the two men walked so intimately in broad daylight.

Feng Aotian was a little helpless, thinking that this was the first time for her, but seeing Ye Mei so persistent, he followed his will.

After a while, I heard someone whispering, "Really the world is getting worse."

"You said these two are very beautiful. If they were seen by the regent, would they beat the mandarin ducks and bring them into the harem together?"

"I think it will."

"Haha, aren't the two of them a pair of fateful mandarin ducks?"

Ye Mei listened, raised her eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, "He was right, Mei and Grandpa are mandarin ducks."

Feng Aotian's eyes flickered, staring at him. Perhaps at this moment, she had a slight urge to keep him by her side, but there was so much helplessness in this world that he could not let go of him. There are also her concerns.

Ye Mei can understand Feng Aotian's painstaking efforts, and the reason why she understands and sees through is she unknowingly fascinated by her, so that she is deeply trapped and unable to extricate herself.

The two wandered on the bustling streets, admiring the scenery in front of them, while others regarded them as the scenery.

Suddenly, one person rushed up and knelt on the ground quickly, "See the regent for the next official!"

As soon as the words came out, the huge streets were silent for a moment. Then, the people turned pale with fright and quickly knelt on the ground and shouted in unison, "See the Regent! The Lord Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose!"

Feng Aotian was about to reply when he saw someone rushing over with a kitchen knife. Ye Mei quickly blocked her in front of her, stretched out her hand to block the kitchen knife, and kicked the person down.

Feng Aotian raised her eyes and saw that the kitchen knife pierced Ye Mei's arm. Her eyes became cold, and she slapped the person lying on the ground with a palm, "Looking for death!"

Immediately afterwards, she heard a scream of killing, and suddenly hundreds of people in black attacked her. The people fled in fright and the scene was chaotic.

Feng Aotian looked at Ye Mei, "Why are you so stupid, he can't hurt him."

"Even if the master of martial arts is strong, Mei hopes to be able to rush forward and block for you." Ye Mei smiled lightly, leaving the blood on his arm without paying attention.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, pressed her wound, and said solemnly, "Kill, don't leave one."

"Yes." Po replied in a deep voice, and immediately saw a cloud of black mist sweeping over the whole street.

Feng Aotian embraced Ye Mei, flew away and returned to the line.

The prosperous streets of the past turned into a sea of ​​blood in an instant, with debris everywhere, no doubt no longer a reminder of the fierce fighting that just happened.

A touch of red enchanting standing in this largest restaurant, beautiful eyes, with invisible clouds and mist, just like his face under the veil.

"Master, this regent's method is really cruel." The guard on the side whispered.

"It's just that they don't know how to live or die." Wei Zimo looked indifferently, opened his lips lightly, and then turned around.

Xing Wuyun was drinking wine and lying comfortably on the soft couch. Suddenly, the room was kicked open, and he saw Feng Aotian's gloomy face and Ye Mei's arms dripping with blood.

He quickly got up from the soft couch, threw the hip flask aside, and looked at Feng Aotian, "That... the minister is going to get the Jinchuang medicine."

After that, he turned around and walked out, looking at Jingxi, "Where is Jinchuang Yao?"

"It seems to be in this room." Jingxi quickly took Xing Wuyun over.

Xing Wuyun pushed open the door, rushed in, saw a few porcelain vases on the side, found Jinchuang medicine, and turned back.

Feng Aotian tore the clothes on Ye Mei's arm, looking at the cut, a cold light flashed under his eyes, "Master said, your body is yours, you are not allowed to be touched, you are now injured. How can I punish you?"

The corner of Ye Mei's mouth evoked a charming smile, "Let's take care of it."

Feng Aotian snorted coldly, and Xing Wuyun quickly handed her Jinchuang medicine. She raised her eyes and looked at him, "Go get a basin of water."

At this time, Jingxi had already brought the water in, and Xing Wuyun quickly took the water and put it in one place.

Feng Aotian picked up the cotton cloth, moistened it, and cleaned the wound for Ye Mei. He raised his eyes and faced each other. The corners of his mouth were always smiling, and his beautiful eyes were slightly curved. Even if he is injured now, he still has a lot of charm. .

After the medicine is applied, he will be bandaged, "I don't know how to cherish my body in front of my master, what if I go back?"

"I will take good care of it." Ye Mei looked at her, "It's all right, it's just a small injury."

Feng Aotian stopped talking, and covered his body with thin quilt, "Raise, you are not allowed to go anywhere in these two days."

"Master, stay with me." Ye Mei said, holding her hand.

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, then turned his eyes to look at Xing Wuyun, "Okay, there is nothing to do with you here."

Xing Wuyun suddenly felt that Feng Aotian meant to cross the river and demolish the bridge. He took a deep look at her, and then took the hip flask and left the room, went to the pavilion last night and sat down, drinking himself.

In the palace, because Mu Hanjin did not go to the early court yesterday, two days of memorials were accumulated without approval. Mu Hanjin finished approving memorials overnight and placed them in front of Feng Yinqi the next morning.

Feng Yinqi looked at the mountain of papers piled up in front of him, picked up the most important review, and did the rest according to Mu Hanjin's intention. In these few days, the early days without the regent seemed easier than ever. Many, Baiguan feels more like returning to spring from winter.

After the early dynasty, Feng Yinqi deliberately let Mu Hanjin stay in the Jinluan Hall, "Mu Yushi, did you take a leave of absence for the early dynasty yesterday?"

"Enlighten the emperor, the matter is urgent, and the minister will have time to take leave in the future." Mu Hanjin replied warmly, wearing a purple official gown, her face like a crown.

"What's the urgent matter?" Feng Yinqi also asked in a low voice with a calm face.

"It's about the prince's safety, so I didn't apply for leave in time." Mu Hanjin replied directly.

Feng Yinqi's eyes flashed with worry, "Uncle King is all right?"

"Fortunately, there is no danger." Mu Hanjin replied in a low voice, "The emperor, if there are no other important matters, the minister will retire first."

"Retreat." Feng Yinqi waved his hand and watched Mu Hanjin's departure. There was a touch of sadness on her immature face. He sighed, got up from the dragon chair, and walked out of the Jinluan Temple indifferently.

In the government office, Nan Shu questioned all the officials one by one. Under the scorching sun, all the officials who were executed since that day have arrived.

After the last interrogation experience, Nan Shu now seems even more comfortable, showing a fierce spirit, and reviewing one by one.

Mu Hanyao stood on the spot, looked into the distance, thinking about the current situation. It has been three days in Lianghuai, but many things have happened. He feels that he is more suitable to fight on the battlefield instead of investigating these intrigues here. Conspiracy tricks.

Feng Aotian looked at Ye Mei and looked at her with a smile, with a faint warm light in her heart. Perhaps, no one has ever stood in front of her desperately. Since she was reborn, she has been running around and calculating. In the days of planning, she has to constantly shuttle between them, but she wants to attract useful talents. What she did has nothing to do with feelings.

For Ye Mei, she has a calculation, but, what happened today, she looked at him, "You actually know why I let you go back."

"I understand." Ye Mei nodded and looked at her, "This is my choice."

Feng Aotian squeezed his hand tightly, clever as he was, how could he not know that he would drown out his brilliance, but he wanted to stay by her side so capriciously, but the current situation and situation , Even if he stayed by his side, he would not make a difference, he would carry hatred and regret, and she would be less helpful.

"Master, all assassins are resolved." Poo's voice sounded.

A cold light shattered from Feng Aotian's eyes, "Did you chop off their right arms?"

"Following the master's order, they were all cut down." Po Leng said.

"Okay, put it on that street, no one is allowed to collect the corpse." Feng Aotian said coldly, "This king wants to let them know what the end of the street daring to assassinate."

"Yes." Po answered.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at Ye Mei, "Lord's person, if anyone dares to hurt, let him break his bones every inch."

Ye Mei knows Feng Aotian's temper. In this position, if he is not ruthless, it is the ruthlessness of others to him. The reason why he has fallen to this point is just because he is not ruthless enough.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and stroked Ye Mei's cheek, "Close your eyes and sleep."

"Okay." Ye Mei nodded, slowly closed her eyes, still holding her hand, and fell asleep peacefully.

After Mu Hanjin went to court, he went to the Inspectorate, and everything was as usual. After he finished his official duties, he returned to the Prince Regent’s Mansion. Just after returning to Qinghui Pavilion, he felt a pain in his heart and spit out a mouthful of blood. His figure was shaken. , He fell to the ground.

Leng Qianye was reading a book, and seeing Mu Hanjin like this, he hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up. He couldn't help sighing, "Why are you?"

Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "It's okay."

Following Leng Qianye's strength, he got up and went back to the house, "Brother Leng, are you well?"

"Well, it's better." Leng Qianye nodded and looked at Mu Hanjin's somewhat pale face.

Mu Hanjin then sat cross-legs, exercise healing, Leng Qianye looked at him, shook his head, turned around, left the house, walked into the courtyard, looked at the scenery in front of him, and suddenly couldn't let out a suffocation, lifted his palm. A palm hit the fake stone in front of him, and with a sound, the whole stone was shattered.

He turned around, sat on the stone bench, picked up the scroll and continued to look at it, regaining his indifferent expression.

At this moment, Feng Aotian was leaning on the side, watching Ye Mei taking a nap, thoughtfully, suddenly, a pain in her heart, her eyes flashed coldly, shouldn't he vomit blood again? Thinking of this, he said in a deep voice, "When will the news from the palace come?"

"It will take two hours at the earliest." Po Ying said.

"If you have news, you will report immediately." Feng Aotian said solemnly, with a vaguely bad premonition.

About an hour later, Mu Hanjin received her gong, pressed her chest, and felt qi and blood flow smoothly. Then she went to bed and pushed the door out. She was already thin, and she became thinner in the past two days.

Huanxi brought the soup over, "Master, this is the soup that the lord has ordered you to drink every day."

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin took the soup, took a sip, and walked to Leng Qianye, "Brother Leng, now that you are healed, I will take you out of the house today and go back to the house for a look. "

"Can I leave the house?" Leng Qianye put down the scroll in his hand and asked in disbelief.

"Well, if there is any blame, I will bear it." Mu Hanjin said softly, and then looked at Huanxi, "Huanxi, go and prepare clothes."

"Yes." Huanxi answered, and then left.

Leng Qianye's handsome face was coated with a faint soft light. He raised his eyes and looked at the sky at this moment.

Mu Hanjin took Leng Qianye out of Qinghui Pavilion, and out of the palace, but was stopped by Feng Gonggong, "Princess Mu, without the token of the prince, General Leng cannot leave the palace."

"Feng Gonggong, the palace of the prince will naturally report it, and the palace will follow, Feng Gonggong can rest assured." Mu Hanjin's still indifferent expression, wearing a crescent robe, is elegant and elegant.

Feng Gonggong raised his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye next to him, wearing a purple robe, like an immortal descending from the world, extraordinary, and he couldn't bear to profanity with just one glance.

He lifted his eyes slightly, "Sister Mu, please! General Leng, please!"

Mu Hanjin and Leng Qianye stepped out of the palace. Leng Qianye looked at the scenery outside the palace, and there seemed to be light overflowing in his eyes. After standing for a long time, he raised his foot, took a step, and then took a second. Step, the third step, until... got on the carriage and crossed the bustling street, he believed that he finally got out of the cage that had trapped him for two years.

He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "That day, when you stepped out of the palace, did you feel the same way?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, "Yes, but now I want to be trapped in the palace for a lifetime, so I don't want to come out."

Leng Qianye looked sideways and looked at Mu Hanjin in silence. The carriage was silent. The two of them had their own thoughts until the carriage stopped, "Mu Shifei, here."

The curtain opened, Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Qianye, "Brother Leng, here it is."

Leng Qianye couldn't believe it, "Here?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin said with a light smile, then got out of the carriage first, raised his eyes, and saw the two characters "Leng Mansion" hanging upright.

Leng Qianye got out of the carriage, as he did last time when he returned to Mu Mansion, servant at the door was surprised and unbelievable, and quickly greeted Leng Qianye.

Even though Leng Qianye was excited, he was still as indifferent as his temperament, unwilling to show any emotions, but slowly stepped into the Leng Mansion, taking every step very hard.

In the distance, Mrs. Leng was also tremblingly supported and walked over. Next to him, there was a pretty woman about fifteen or sixteen years old with tears in her eyes. Looking at Leng Qianye, she was even more excited.

Leng Qianye raised his hand, raised the hem of his clothes, then knelt on both knees, kowtowing deeply, but did not speak.

"Big Brother!" The woman in front of her knelt on the ground quickly, greeted him, and then fell into his arms, crying bitterly.

The old lady Leng moved forward slowly, looking at Leng Qianye’s face, and she stretched out her hand and stroked it over and over again, but she did not shed a tear, but said in a deep voice, "The man has gold under his knees, how can he Kneel down easily!"

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and stared at his elderly mother, whom he had not seen for many years. He gritted his teeth, concealed the fluctuations in his heart, and whispered, "Mother."

"I'll be fine when you come back." Mrs. Leng said softly with moist eyes, "Get up, go and visit your ancestor."

"Yes." Leng Qianye quickly got up, straightened her back, and helped the old lady Leng walk forward.

The woman who fell into Leng Qianye's arms and wept slowly got up, waited to look at Mu Hanjin, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and whispered, "Brother Hanjin."

"Sister Peihan, I haven't seen it for a long time." Mu Hanjin said gently, still with that elegant expression.

"Yes, I haven't seen it for a long time, Brother Han Jin is still the same." The woman in front of me, dressed in a pale pink dress, is slim, and has a bit of heroism between her eyebrows. She looks like Leng Qianye three-thirds. Delicate.

Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Qianye, who was already far away, "Sister Peihan, go get together with your older brother."

"Okay." Pei Han bowed slightly, then turned and left.

Mu Hanjin walked out of the Leng Mansion and walked into the carriage, closing her eyes to rest.

In an instant, another hour passed, Feng Aotian opened his eyes, looked out the window, and said coldly, "Is there any news?"

"Yes, Master, there just came news that it was Concubine Mu who vomited blood again." Po hurriedly replied.

"Spitting blood?" Feng Aotian wondered why he would vomit blood again. Could it be that he was running around for days, too tired, and suddenly cursed. He was already thin and didn't know how to take care of himself. He was tossing around and deserved it.

"Do you know why you vomit blood?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"I don't know, I vomited blood as soon as I returned to the house, because I was afraid that I was too close to be caught and didn't hear it." Po Leng replied.

Feng Aotian sighed, "Leave him alone."

Ye Mei raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Ye Mei is worried about him, right?"

"Master doesn't worry about him." Feng Aotian snorted coldly and looked at Ye Mei, "Are you feeling better?"

"Yeah." Ye Mei said with a light smile, "It turns out that the Lord is also a hard-talking lord."

"I'm becoming more presumptuous now." Feng Aotian's eyes sank, staring at Ye Mei coldly.

He chuckled, "It's only two days anyway, so what if it's presumptuous?"

Feng Aotian was about to speak when he saw a yellow figure staggering in, full of alcohol.

"Jingxi, you are not allowed to give him alcohol in the future." Feng Aotian said in a deep voice, seeing Xing Wuyun already drunk a little too much.

Xing Wuyun hurried forward and walked in front of Feng Aotian, with one hand propped on the soft couch and the other on her shoulders, with alcohol sprayed between his nose and slowly moving forward, watching her.

Feng Aotian frowned Liu's eyebrows, stretched out his hand and pushed him away, "Jingxi, carry him out."

Xing Wuyun immediately lay on the ground, "It's better to drink, and get drunk to relieve your sorrow!"

Ye Mei leaned against Feng Aotian's arms and looked at Xing Wuyun, who was unconscious on the ground, and turned her eyes slightly, "Master, what's the use of keeping a drunk?"

"He..." Feng Aotian's eyes flashed slyly, "The first brothel in Beijing is his property. Over the years, he is the only one who has the ability to avoid the Lord. You think he is so free and easy on the surface. ?"

"Lord does it mean?" Ye Mei continued to stare at Xing Wuyun, "Lord, when Mei comes back, will there be no Mei seat by your side?"

"Why see?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"There are three thousand beautiful men in the harem, one more than me, and a lot less than me." Ye Mei said sourly.

Feng Aotian laughed loudly, "Well, it is reasonable. If you let the master wait too long, the master might forget you."

"Sure enough, all men in the world are lucky." Ye Mei couldn't help sighing.

Feng Aotian smiled, "Are you not a man?"

"Except for me." Ye Mei licked her lips and smiled, leaning forward and kissing her lips.

Leng Mansion, Leng Qianye bowed to the ancestral shrine, looked at Mrs. Leng, bowed his head and said, "Mother, the child is going away, I will see you another day."

"Okay, Chiba, you must remember that the Leng family man would rather bend than bend." The old lady Leng said forcefully, with her eyebrows overflowing.

"Child, remember the mother's teaching." Leng Qianye respectfully saluted the old lady Leng, then turned around and walked outside the house.

"Mother, I'll send him off." Pei Han said, and followed Leng Qianye out of the Leng Mansion.

"Sister, thanks to you for taking care of my mother these years." Leng Qianye looked at the younger sister in front of him, full of guilt in his heart.

"As long as everything is well with my brother, I will find a sister-in-law in the future, so my sister won't have to work hard." Pei Han joked with a smile.

Leng Qianye's eyes dimmed, and he never knew what happened in the future. Now, before the regent returns, anything can happen. He doesn't know if he can come back alive next time.

"Sister, take care, remember, take good care of your mother." Leng Qianye stretched out her hand and stroked Peihan's cheek. Over the years, he has been running around, fighting all year round, and rarely goes home. Seeing that the little girl who was once is now a long one. Cheng Ting Ting Yuli's daughter's home, he felt a lot of emotion.

"Brother, don't worry, no matter what happens, my younger sister will guard this house and wait for my brother to come back." Peihan's eyes are firm. This is the family motto of the Leng family that she has been ingrained since childhood. The children of the Leng family, regardless of gender, Have an indomitable spirit.

Leng Qianye turned around and looked at Mu Hanjin already waiting for him in the carriage. He flew into the carriage and looked at Pei Han, still reluctant.

"I will come back in the future." Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Qianye and said softly.

"I don't know what year it is." Leng Qianye had a hunch, maybe this parting is a farewell.

Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Qianye, stretched out his hand, and patted his shoulder, "Soon, you will be reunited with your family."

"Han Jin, you think so, but what does she think, do you know?" Leng Qianye didn't know why Mu Hanjin dealt with her so desperately, sacrificing her own life, but desperately protecting her.

"I understand." Mu Hanjin said lightly with her eyes closed.

"Brother Han Jin, wait a minute." Pei Han's voice suddenly sounded.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at her, "Sister Peihan, what else?"

"I just want to ask, how is Brother Hanyao doing now?" Peihan asked softly while looking at Mu Hanjin with his eyes flashing.

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