148 Little Devil, Lord has something for you to do

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date="2021-02-05"

title="148 Little Devil, Lord has something for you to do "

weight="119147"

series = ["This Lord is Too Cruel"]

mode = "manual"

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Chapter Name: 148 Little Ghost Head, have something for you to do

Feng Aotian took the soup bowl that Mei Mei handed over to him. Inadvertently, he also saw Ling Shuangxue standing outside the hall. A wicked smile evoked her mouth, and then took a sip of soup, raised her hand, and dragged Ye Mei into it. In her arms, she lowered her head and put Tang Du into his mouth, sliding over his delicate red lips, watching him wink like silk, leaning weakly and bonelessly in her arms, she smiled The meaning is deeper, "It tastes delicious."

Ye Mei chuckled, her face showing an unsatisfactory expression, and said softly, "Master, Mei wants."

Feng Aotian laughed, then took another sip and pressed his lips, and the two shared a bowl of soup affectionately.

Ling Shuangxue stood outside the hall, and a cold wind blew through her. She was dressed in purple official robes, and on her beautiful face, a faint melancholy flashed, but it was also fleeting.

Chu Xia and Xiang Han stood outside the hall, wishing to report, turning their eyes, and seeing the scene inside the hall, the two blushed at the same time, and quickly bowed their heads, silent.

Ye Mei's eyes are always with indestructible tenderness. He carefully prepares vegetables for Feng Aotian, and the two use breakfast, which is indescribable.

He enjoyed her being by his side very much. Although this time was short, it was also the best.

Ling Shuangxue had been standing outside the hall, without a trace of warm heart. At this moment, he had completely cooled down, the person who was printed on the tip of her heart, he had never had such a half smile in front of her.

She felt a pain in her heart uncontrollably, but allowed the pain to spread all over her body until the pain became numb and unconscious.

After breakfast, Feng Aotian took Ye Mei’s hand and walked to the main hall. In this bedroom, Ye Mei’s cronies were arranged, most of them were Mo Yan Pavilion’s subordinates. Although Feng Aotian is not familiar with Feng Aotian, , The people who can make the pavilion master treat so tenderly must be the ones that pavilion master cherishes, and they will not guess the thoughts of the pavilion master at will.

Ye Mei and Feng Aotian walked to the main hall. She sat down lazily, and Ye Mei leaned in her arms obediently. For him, in front of her, he was never the king of a country. He To just snuggle in her arms like this, feel her breath, listen to her heartbeat, her warm words echoing in her ears.

Feng Aotian aroused the blue silk on Ye Mei's chest and played with him. Instead of looking at Ling Shuangxue outside the temple, he whispered, "Aren't you going to the early morning?"

Ye Mei was a little bit upset, still wrapping her waist, rubbing her neck a few times, "Master, Mei doesn't want to leave him for a moment."

Feng Aotian listened to the reluctance in his words and chuckled softly, "Last night, someone made a fuss about the Lord not sleeping well. You should go to the morning session and the Lord will go to bed again."

Listening to her words, Ye Mei dyed a blush on his cheeks, which made him even more charming. He raised his eyes, the beautiful eyes flowed, echoing with all kinds of amorous feelings, and then slowly got up and drank on the corner of her lips, "Na Mei Go and return."

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, and when he got up, he squeezed his ass.

Ye Mei screamed, and the voice was even more numb to the bones. She squinted at Feng Aotian and said, "Master is really bad."

Feng Aotian smiled. There is a person who, no matter how much hardship he has endured, he will never show half of it in front of her. What he left to himself will always be his most enchanting side.

Ye Mei looked back at her step by step three times, then returned to the inner hall, changed into a dark red dragon gown, and walked out, waiting to see Ling Shuangxue who had been standing outside the palace for a long time. , Those beautiful eyes were slightly sinking, without a trace of temperature, raised a step, took a few steps forward, and said to Ling Shuangxue who was immediately behind, "Ling Aiqing came to see me so early, why?"

Ling Shuangxue bowed her head and said, "The emperor, the ministers are here because they want to recommend themselves and bring troops to the expedition."

Ye Mei looked sideways, seeing that there was not a hint of timidity on her face, his eyes flashed with brilliant light, with a smile but a real smile, "Ling Aiqing is the pillar of the country. In this court, Ling Aiqing cannot be missing for a moment. what."

Ling Shuangxue listened to his words and knew his doubts about herself. A bitterness overflowed in her heart. Yes, what qualifications did she have to make him trust her?

She knelt on the ground immediately, and then said, "The minister is willing to stand for life and death."

Ye Mei narrowed her eyes and looked at Ling Shuangxue who was kneeling in front of him. He couldn't guess why she insisted on going to the border gate so persistently. What is the conspiracy in this?

"Since Wuyue Country has such a loyal and patriotic minister, Mei should be happy." A cold voice came from the palace, breaking the silence at the moment.

Ye Mei immediately raised the corners of her mouth and whispered in a low voice, "Of course, since Ling Aiqing is so firm, it is my blessing, why should I not?"

Feng Aotian's voice echoed by Ling Shuangxue's ears, Ye Mei seemed gentle, but with piercing and cold words, she lowered her eyes and covered the gloomy light from the bottom of her eyes, and replied, "Thank you, the emperor."

Ye Mei stopped talking, but turned around and walked away.

Ling Shuangxue slowly got up, followed by his side, and left together.

Meteor looked at Ling Shuangxue's back, then looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, that woman is not easy."

Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, "Interesting."

The meteor slid up to her side, "Holy Lord, I can smell the predation from that woman."

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "Well, what else?"

"There is also the smell of vinegar." Meteor continued, "Hey, Holy Lord, you know that, what I hate most is being jealous, but there is always a strong vinegar smell around the Holy Lord. It’s everywhere."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and slapped his head, "Honestly, why stared at him last night?"

"Who is he?" Meteor pretended to be foolish.

"Huh?" Feng Aotian's eyes sank, revealing darkness.

"Holy Lord, Meteor doesn't know anything." Meteor said with his back to her, lying on one side.

Feng Aotian saw that he didn't say anything, and didn't say much, but with a slight threat in his tone, "Well, if so, what happened to him in the future, and if the Lord did not arrive in time, the Lord will throw you back to the Saint. Chi Zhong Lian."

Meteor swallowed his saliva. It wasn't that he didn't say it, but that he couldn't say it. If he said any more, then he wouldn't have to go back to the furnace to remake it, and he would have his braids.

He thought so, pretending not to hear, then lay on the soft couch and pretended to be dead.

Feng Aotian knew that he didn’t say it, naturally he had his concerns, and he didn’t ask much. It’s just that everything she saw in the holy pond that day has been confirmed one by one so far. She must rush to the matter. Before it happens, do what she does.

Meteor could feel Feng Aotian's chill, and then stood up and looked at her, "Holy Lord, Meteor is not to say nothing, in fact, even if Meteor says it, nothing can be changed, and you don't want Meteor to disappear in smoke. ."

Feng Aotian was startled slightly, looked at him, raised his hand and twisted his ears, "Say it again?"

The meteor was a little bit painful when Feng Aotian twisted it, and he broke free, "Holy Lord, you can't be gentle with me."

Feng Aotian let go, then reclined on the soft couch, no longer paying attention to him, closing his eyes and resting.

Meteor rubbed the sore ear, snorted coldly, and then, nestled on one side, hey, it is really a headache to have the ability to predict the future.

After Ye Mei left the morning dynasty, he hurried to the bedroom with a brisk footstep. He was eager to see Feng Aotian. When he reached the bedroom, he saw Feng Aotian resting lazily and comfortably on the soft couch. Bend, smiled, stepped forward very lightly, sat on her side, carefully embraced her in his arms, let her rest on his legs with peace of mind, he just looked down, idiotically Looking up.

Meteor turned around, looking at the faint soft light radiating from Ye Mei's body, he turned his bright eyes, remembering the doubt in his heart, simply, not seeing is clear, continue to pretend to sleep.

When Feng Aotian woke up, he met Ye Mei's charming face, and he shook her hand, "Master, are you awake?"

Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile, got up from his arms, supported one handrail with one hand, Ye Mei fell into her arms and placed her other hand on her palm, very soft Although it was slender, it was still much smaller in his hand. He carefully stroked her green fingers one by one, like treasures.

"Ling Shuangxue is going to the south or the north?" Feng Aotian asked casually.

"Go north," Ye Mei whispered, playing with her fingers continuously.

Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, "Then Nan will leave it to you?"

Ye Mei raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, haven't you arranged it already?"

Feng Aotian lowered his head and touched the corner of his mouth lightly, "What if the Lord is not prepared?"

"That's okay." Ye Mei smiled unhurriedly, "Mei can deal with Nan Hui Guo."

Feng Aotian knows that, on the surface, it seems that returning to China is stronger than Wuyue Country. In fact, there has been no real contest. No one knows who wins and who loses. Leling naturally understands. After all, all these years, apart from the former Phoenix Country and Qi Country is always warring again and again, but other small countries do not violate the river, and will not go to war. Naturally, there will be no real battlefield.

Ye Mei raised her eyes and stared at her, "Master, let's have lunch."

Meteor was sleeping on a fake sleep, and when he heard that there was food to eat, he got up and said, "Good, good."

Feng Aotian glanced sideways, glanced at the meteor, then at Ye Mei, "How about the customs and customs of Wuyue Country with your father?"

"Good." Ye Mei nodded in response.

Feng Aotian smiled immediately, ignoring the meteor, and led him into the inner hall. Ye Mei took off the dark red brocade robe on her body and replaced it with a bright red color. Ri liked the jade crown, and then took her hand and left the palace.

Meteor watched Feng Aotian's unsuitable talents and took his grudges. He curled his mouth and hurriedly followed. Anyway, he would always want to eat.

The customs of Wuyue Country are relatively crude. Moreover, they can sing and dance. Feng Aotian and Ye Mei uncannyly hold hands and walk on the street. Although some people cast their curious eyes, they are just not used to it. After all, they are not the first time they have met.

However, the most important thing is that the appearance and temperament of Feng Aotian and Ye Mei have made the people look a little lost. Such two handsome men are also rare to see.

Meteor's mouth curled slightly, following Feng Aotian's side, looking at the gazes of the passing people looking at Feng Aotian, he suddenly became displeased, and suddenly had an idea, pulling Feng Aotian's sleeves, milking milk Called, "Daddy, hug!"

Meteor's words have aroused the curiosity of the people even more. How can there be children for men and men?

Ye Mei also had a meal. She lowered her head and looked at the meteor beside Feng Aotian, her lips curled up with a charming smile, "Why don't you let the second father hug you?"

Meteor opened a pair of innocent eyes, looked at Ye Mei, and then looked at Feng Aotian's cold cold light. If so, let him hold himself, the next second, the Holy Master will definitely throw him directly out, he hastily Shaking his head, pulling Feng Aotian's sleeves, blinking innocent eyes, said pitifully, "I want Daddy to hug."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, staring at the meteor, what the hell was this kid doing? She then raised her hand, wrapped her big arm, and hugged him in her arms, staring at him with cold eyes, "Isn't it beaten?"

Meteor rolled his eyes round and round, pouted the corners of his mouth, and struck him, "Daddy, Xing'er is hungry. Daddy is eccentric. You can't just feed your second daddy and don't feed Xing'er."

Although Tong Yan was unbridled, but the meaning of these words is really intriguing, a little bit of care, you can think about this matter, the people are even more focused on Ye Mei.

Ye Mei looked sideways, staring at the meteor, knowing his purpose, and quickly blushed, then leaned in Feng Aotian's arms, "Master, is the slave still hungry?"

Feng Aotian stared at the big and small in front of him, and smiled again, "It's really an unsatisfied fairy, I will feed you immediately."

After speaking, she took Ye Mei's hand and walked forward until she reached Furong Court. She took his hand and walked in. When the people who came and went, they knew that they went in. What he did, couldn't help but exclaim.

Meteor looked at the opposite restaurant and kept drooling. He only did that, mainly to go to the opposite restaurant to have a good meal, but he didn't come here.

The old bustard in Furong Court greeted the visitor with a smile, and led Feng Aotian up to the fourth floor. Then, he bowed and said, "The servant has seen the master."

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at the woman in front of him, and said with a smile, "Go and prepare meals for the Lord."

"The slave and maid will go now." The old bustard in front of him had learned of the master's coming earlier, and was prepared early in the morning.

Ye Mei quickly leaned in Feng Aotian's arms, "Master, Mei is really hungry."

Feng Aotian's eyes condensed, and the meteor slid down from Feng Aotian's arms. He quickly sat on one side and smiled flatteringly, "Holy Lord, the meteor is also hungry."

Feng Aotian snorted coldly, then sat down, "Let's talk, what did Shi Cai see?"

Meteor sighed faintly, knowing that he couldn't hide it from her, and then said, "Seeing a person following, and the look in the eyes of the Holy Master reveals a murderous intent."

Ye Mei also got the stare's eyes, and then catered to the act. However, looking at Feng Aotian's gloomy face, he quickly leaned in her arms, "Master, are you angry?"

The corners of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched slightly, but her eyes were still full of anger. It was obvious that she was angry now, and then raised her eyes and looked at Ye Mei, "Bring people in."

"Yes." The old bustard Qiuju answered, and immediately led one person in and threw it on the ground. Obviously, that person had been beaten to the point of breathing.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes slightly and looked at him, "Master has been too gentle recently."

The person raised his eyes and looked handsome, but the hatred in those eyes remained undiminished. He stared at Feng Aotian as if he was shattering her body into pieces.

Meteor looked at the person in front of him, then looked at Feng Aotian, and sighed quietly, knowing that this person would definitely end up miserably.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, looking at Ye Mei, "Who is he?"

Ye Mei waited to see the person in front of her clearly, with a hint of doubt in her eyes, and then looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, this person is a special envoy to return to China."

"What do you do with your master?" Feng Aotian said solemnly. She came to Wuyue Country. Except for the people in front of her, no one else knew why the envoy who returned to the country wanted to follow her. Moreover, those eyes clearly hated her. Into the bone.

"I'm going to kill you." The man in front of him braced his hands, he got up and rushed towards her.

Feng Aotian sneered, and then said, "Do you know who the Lord is?"

"You are turned to ashes, and I recognize you." The envoy growled.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Well, let's just listen."

The man raised his head and stared at Feng Aotian, "The enemy of the sect is not shared."

Ye Mei stared at him, "Destroy the door? Don't forget, you are a special envoy to return to China, not from FengQi Country."

Feng Aotian looked at the person in front of him carefully, and felt that this person was a bit familiar, then raised his eyes and looked at him, "What is the relationship between you and Tsing Yi?"

"Who is Tsing Yi?" The man sneered coldly. "Today, it falls into your hand. I want to kill or punish me. However, even if I turn into a ghost, I will seek revenge from you."

"There are not thousands of people killed by the master, but tens of thousands. If everyone turns into a ghost, wouldn't the master die thousands of times?" Feng Aotian sneered, and then looked at Qiu Ju behind him, "Jiang Bring the portrait of Tsing Yi."

Qiu Ju was startled, which Tsing Yi was thinking about?

A black shadow fell, and the soul handed the scroll in his hand to Feng Aotian. Feng Aotian raised his hand, unfolded the portrait and placed it in front of the person in front of him, and then said, "What does he have to do with you?"

The envoy stared at the person on the portrait, suddenly startled, and quickly lowered his head and said, "I don't know what you said?"

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched slightly, "Really?"

The envoy pretended to be calm, raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, then closed his eyes, vomited blood, and died.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, looking at the person in front of him, Qiu Ju stepped forward and probed her breath, "Master, bite your tongue and commit suicide."

Ye Mei took the picture scroll in Feng Aotian's hand, looked at the person in the painting, somewhat familiar, then looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, this person is handsome."

Feng Aotian restrained his emotions, waved his hand, "lift it down."

"Yes." Qiu Ju took the order and carried him down.

She took Ye Mei into her arms, bowed her head, stared at him, and threw the portrait in his hand aside, "Not as good as you."

Ye Mei smiled and leaned in her arms, "Master, this person must have a connection with this envoy."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian's eyes flashed faintly, and he stopped talking.

Meteor looked at Qiu Ju and walked in with the meal. In an instant, his dim eyes glowed brightly.

Feng Aotian smiled a little when he saw him like this, and then looked at Ye Mei, "Ma Ming'er, the man returning from the south, has arrived. Since he is not obedient, what good is the special envoy in the capital?"

"What do you mean?" Ye Mei took up her chopsticks and arranged dishes for her.

"Now that the grass has been stunned, they will definitely try to escape. Or, when they come, they have already planted people here. If that is the case, they will kill them. Without leaving one, they will take their bodies to the northern border and let Go back to China and take a look." Feng Aotian said solemnly.

Ye Mei hurriedly responded, thinking, so, it was a shock, and it also let Nan Huiguo know that Wuyue Country is not a good bully.

Meteor took the chopsticks and gobbled it up. When he was full, he put down the chopsticks and touched his stomach contentedly, belching comfortably.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, staring at him, "Little devil, I have something for you to do."

Meteor squinted his eyes with enjoyment. Now, upon hearing Feng Aotian's instructions, he quickly opened his eyes and stared at Feng Aotian with a bright light.

"I heard that the emperor of Nanhui Kingdom likes women with beautiful long hair most. Therefore, the concubines in his palace have beautiful hair. If so, he woke up overnight and looked at his concubine in his palace. The concubines are all bald. This scene must be very spectacular." Feng Aotian narrowed his eyes and smiled deeply.

"Puff..." Ye Mei was drinking tea, listening to Feng Aotian's words, couldn't help but squirt out, raised her eyes, and looked at her, "Master, when do you like pranks too?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and said casually, "Master is a bit boring."

The corner of Ye Mei's mouth twitched, leaning against Feng Aotian's arms, she was not bored, but angry, "Master, that Tsing Yi has something to do with Nan returning to China?"

Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, and then said, "What? Do you want to become bald?"

Ye Mei was taken aback, hugged Feng Aotian tightly, shook his head and said, "No charm."

"If you make your master unhappy, your master will not only shave your head, but also bring you..." Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, looked down, and said in a low voice.

Ye Mei had a hurried meal, then moved her robes, covered her legs, nestled in Feng Aotian's arms, "Mei never made her angry."

Hearing Feng Aotian's mission, Meteor suddenly wilted, got off the chair and knelt at Feng Aotian's feet, hugging her thigh, "Holy Lord, don't you want Meteor's life?"

Feng Aotian looked down, "Aren't you very capable?"

Meteor hurriedly squeezed out a few tears, "Holy Lord, this palace is heavily guarded, Meteor is a small body, even if they enter, it is impossible to shave their hair overnight."

Feng Aotian snorted coldly, "Master knows that you have this ability."

Meteor complained a lot, knew it, shouldn't make her angry just now. Isn't this self-inflicted and cannot live? Thinking of the concubines Nan returned to China, what he had to do was calm, not to mention that he could do it, but it was done, and he was half tired.

Feng Aotian looked at him in this dying look, "The people who returned to China from Mingrinan will arrive at the border. Depending on your ability, the Lord will be able to hear the news tomorrow morning."

Meteor sobbed a few times. Seeing that it was useless, I had no choice but to bite the bullet, get up, and replied dejectedly, "Holy Lord, Meteor must be done."

As he said, he bowed his head and walked out. From a distance, the little figure looked abnormally declining.

Ye Mei raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, thinking that this little devil really has the ability to shave the hair of the concubine in the palace overnight?

"Master, I heard that Nan returned to China but loved beauty. Although his harem did not have three thousand beauties, five or six hundred still existed. This night..." Ye Mei couldn't imagine.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and stroked his chest with his fingertips, "Or, you can go?"

Ye Mei felt trembling all over, let him go? Isn't that a dead end? He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, pursing his delicate lips, "Master, Mei said and laughed."

Feng Aotian responded slightly, then raised his hand, dragged him into his arms, lowered his head, kissed his delicate lips, biting.

Ye Mei lowered his eyes, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, he was thinking, if so, how good it would be to be able to do this with her day after day.

Wuyue Country, after the last prince's rebellion, followed by the southern riots, not long before, the peaceful Shengdu once again ushered in a bloody wind.

Two hours later, all the envoys who had returned from Nan to Shengdu's hall were killed, and their bodies swaggered through the city and circled in Shengdu. The people immediately knew that Nan returned to China. A large army was sent, and the inevitable war between the two countries was about to happen. However, the people were beheaded by the emperor’s special envoy to return to the country without any panic, because they believed that their new emperor Will definitely defeat Nan Hui Guo.

At this time, Feng Aotian embraced Ye Mei and sat on the open-air green platform of Furong Court, listening to the noise coming from his ears, thinking about the time alone.

And Wei Zimo, who was heading to Yuluo, was lying in a special luxury carriage at the moment, looking at the letter paper in his hand, his cold eyes flashed with sadness. He didn't know why the Imperial Brotherhood responded to Feng Aotian’s request. And let him go and kiss? Could it be that the emperor brother intends to give up his chess piece and return him free? However, this idea can only be said that he is whimsical, and according to the emperor's temperament, even if he is frustrated and ashes, it is impossible to let him go, then, what is the purpose of the emperor's move? Thinking of Feng Aotian, there was a trace of complexity in his heart, and a trace of entanglement. For some reason, there was still a little bit of anticipation. He raised his hand, held his forehead, and rubbed his eyebrows, as if he wanted to dispel the boredom. Go, Wei Zimo, Wei Zimo, you have the wealth of the entire continent, so what can you do? Your destiny has never been in your own hands. A mocking smile evoked from the corner of his mouth, and he leaned weakly in the carriage, letting the dull sound of the wheels sound in his ears...

Xing Wuyun, who took the group of people to FengQi Country, was sitting comfortably in the carriage and drinking wine. Suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves from far and near outside, he heard a general replied from the carriage, "His Royal Highness, A woman begged to see you!"

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