The cruel father 142 The secret behind Empress Dowager Cixi

  The moonlight gently shone on the thin silk, with mist swirling around. The clear radiance spread and fell upon Mu Han's pale face, which was as white as jade. His colorless lips slightly parted, his tightly closed eyes slowly opened, revealing warm and gentle eyes that were still as calm and serene as water.

  The girl who appeared before his eyes made him involuntarily want to raise his hand to gently stroke her, but he couldn't muster the strength. He forced a faint, awkward smile, and his voice was like one that had slept for a thousand years, filled with emptiness.

  "Your Majesty..." Mu Hanjin finally used up his last bit of strength to shout out the name that had been supporting him all this time.

  Feng's eyes were clear and bright, mixed with an unusual coldness, but instead shone brightly like the moonlight. She tightened her arm, pulling him into her own embrace, lowered her head, and pressed her thin lips against his, nibbling gently, as if wanting to melt him into her kiss.

  Mu Hanjin was already out of energy, but at this moment, the only thought that flashed through his mind was the person in front of him, the unique aura she emitted, her domineering kiss, and her various actions towards him, all of which made it impossible for him to give up. He didn't dare hope for a next life because he feared that even if he had one, he would never meet her again. So, he could only desperately use all his strength and willpower to hold on, although this was just the first hurdle, and it was already so hard to bear.

  Feng Ao Tian's slender fingers, like jade, brushed away the scattered hair on his forehead, and soft light shone on his smooth brow, radiating a faint halo. She simply gazed at his face, thinking of these days, his hardships, and in her heart, there was a subtle pain.

  Mu Hanjin gazed at her, with a thousand words and ten thousand phrases, but he didn't know where to start. However, now, he didn't have the strength to open his mouth.

  Feng Ao Tian raised his hand and placed it on his heart, transferring his internal energy to him. He said in a low voice, "When Father is not around, are you all thinking of Father?"

  Mo Hanjin's smile was faint, his eyes twinkling. How could he not think about it? If he didn't think about it, how would he have made it to this day?

  Feng Ao Tian's mouth corners rose with a hint of a smile, he lowered his head and planted a kiss on his forehead as a reward.

  Mu Han Jin leaned comfortably in her arms, at this moment, he felt that the previous hardships were nothing. He slightly opened his lips, his voice was very weak, and could only be heard when close by. He said word by word, "Your... Majesty... comes... every... day... is... it... good?"

  Feng Ao Tian listened to that low, hoarse voice, like the sound of an old lock being opened. She lowered her head, her nose touching his, "Good."

  Mo Hanjin waited until he heard that "good" word, his bitter heart was like pouring honey in, sweetening the lock of his heart, and he blinked again, slightly moved, turned his face, and pressed his lips to hers.

  Feng Ao Tian hugged him contentedly, feeling his weak breath. However, she felt extremely at ease in her heart. Perhaps when she first saw him, she had wanted to keep him by her side forever, and he was destined to be the one who walked into her heart.

  She took him and flew away from the hot spring pool, with the clear wind by her side and the other tribesmen still not daring to move, they could only let Feng Ao Tian take him away.

  A gentle breeze passed by, she lifted her outer cloak and wrapped him tightly in her own arms. His wet shirt clung to his thin body, but her heart was full of tenderness, when would his body recover?

  Mu Han Jin leaned comfortably in her arms, indulging in the faint fragrance emanating from her body, and gently closed his eyes. If this was a dream, then let it never wake up.

  Feng Ao Tian brought him into the house, kicked open the door with one foot, and stepped into the inner hall, putting him on the bed. Because all the family members were sitting by the hot spring pool, it had been almost a month since no one had swept, but this place was spotless, without even half a speck of dust, only some chill in the air.

  She waved her hand, and the candlelight in the house ignited, casting a flickering glow on Mu Hanjin's face, making his complexion even more pale and transparent. Feng Ao Tian's heart tightened, and he walked to the closet, took out his favorite moon-shaped brocade robe, and walked in front of him, undoing the clothes that had been soaked and deformed for a long time.

  Mo Hanjin lay quietly, her eyes never leaving hers. The clothes on his body were quickly torn off by her. She looked at the festering skin on his body that had been soaked in the hot spring for a long time. A dark flash flickered in her eyes, and she raised her hand to cover him with a brocade quilt, turned around, and left the inner hall.

  Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Ao Tian's sudden change in emotions, now he was powerless to move, only just now, following her gaze, he saw the bruises all over his body, for the first time, he felt that he was so ugly, he slightly closed his eyes, and tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

  After half a stick of incense, Feng Ao Tian walked in with hot water, sat down on one side of the bed, lifted up the quilt, and held a wet cotton cloth to gently clean his festering wounds.

  She raised her eyes and gazed at the flash of self-abasement in his eyes, hooked her lips into a shallow smile, "No matter what you become, you are still Grandpa's person."

  Mo Hanjin listened to her soft and gentle voice, almost collapsing, he tightly pursed his lips, as if wanting to bite them until they bled, he forcibly held back the words that were about to spill out, only those eyes filled with misty water had already welled up with tears.

  Feng Ao Tian lowered his head and licked away the tears at the corner of his eyes. "Is this a time for crying?"

  Mu Han's eyes flickered slightly as she opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

  Feng Ao Tian took out the Jade Dew Cream and gently applied it to his body, the icy coolness of his fingertips touching his skin, exuding a faint refreshing sensation.

  He kept staring at her, as if he wanted to absorb her into his eyes. She was like this, how could he bear to abandon his life and unconditionally stay by her side?

  Feng Ao Tian put a new shirt on him again, then got onto the bed and let him lean into his own embrace, softly saying, "Accompany me in lying down."

  Mo Hanjin raised her eyes, gazing at her side profile, with a gentle smile hanging on the corner of her mouth, slowly closing her eyes until she fell asleep.

  After a long time, Feng Ao Tian felt the weak breath of the person beside her. She got up from the bed and brought him back to the hot spring pool. Then, she put him back in the pool and turned around to look at the Wind Clan people sitting around the hot spring pool. Her eyes flashed with coldness before she flew away.

  Lan Yun wore a water-blue brocade robe, the cold night moon casting a chill. He leaned against the red pillar of the grand hall with one hand, and casually placed the other by his side. His handsome face remained warm and jade-like as he gazed out at the distance, patiently waiting...

  The old cat walked over with a bowl of medicine, saw Lan Xuan standing at the gate of the main hall, and then stepped forward into the bedroom.

  Meteor was curious about Blue Lian's book, and hurriedly ran over, leaned in front of him, looked at him, rolled his eyes, then let out a knowing sigh, turned around, and entered the bedroom.

  Lan Xuan's book was so moved by the meteor that he was somewhat puzzled, but he did not go to investigate and instead remained in his original posture.

  Meteor lightly jumped and sat on the soft couch, looking at the back of Lan Jing's book, looking at Master Cat, "When did this great hall have another stone statue?"

  The cat listened to the meteor's words and curled up the corner of his mouth, "Not just one Wanjian stone, but also a little ghost head."

  Meteor smiled and began to size up the imperial bedroom, his eyes landed on Feng Yuqi lying on the dragon bed. He flashed over and landed beside the dragon bed, looking at Feng Yuqi who was sleeping soundly on the wide bed. A faint dimness flickered across his bright eyes, then he turned around and sat back down on the soft couch.

  The old cat looked at him with a somewhat depressed expression, "Now, there are two little ghosts."

  Meteor raised his eyes and looked at Cat Grandfather, "I only saw one."

  The old cat's mouth twitched, "Are you talking about the one inside? And what about this one in front of me?"

  "Nature is inside me, I'm not a little devil." Meteor emphasized his age.

  The old cat snorted in disdain and ignored him from then on, sitting in a place waiting for the person he had been thinking about.

  Lan Yun's book saw the figure he had been thinking about day and night fall down, he hastily stepped forward, stepped out of the bedroom, and went to meet him.

  The cold wind blew up his sleeves, and the hem of his garment fluttered. He was wearing very thin clothes, standing in front of the vast hall, looking even thinner.

  Feng Ao Tian fell in front of him, pulled him into her own arms, and suddenly felt a chill entering her body. She wrapped her cloak around him, raised her hand, and poked his nose, "Not afraid of freezing."

  Lan Jing looked at her return, the anxious heart finally put down, and quietly leaned into her arms, "With the emperor here, I am not afraid."

  Feng Ao Tian listened to his gentle voice, lowered her head and looked at him, "Now, he's even more talkative."

  Lan Xuan followed her into the bedroom with downcast eyes.

  The old cat looked at the two of them and curled up the corner of his mouth, "Master, you haven't been idle for a moment."

  Feng Ao Tian held onto the hand of the cat gentleman who was walking towards him and smiled, saying "You're finally free?"

  The cat servant batted his eyelashes and said in a spoiled tone, "Master, the medicine is ready, please drink it while it's hot."

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him, "Don't think I don't know what you're planning."

  The old cat hurriedly approached Feng Ao Tian's face, pulling her sleeve, with a shy expression, "I knew the master understood the slave's heart the most."

  Feng Ao Tian continued forward and saw Liuxing staring curiously at the medicine, Feng Ao Tian sat down next to him and asked, "Want a drink?"

  The meteor hastily moved back a few steps, pinching its nose with one hand and waving the other in disgust, "No."

  Feng Ao Tian smiled and said, "What's that?"

  "Just curious." Meteor pinched his nose and took a few more steps back, until there was nowhere to retreat, then stared at Feng Ao Tian with a strange expression. Seeing her pick up the medicine bowl, tilt her head and drink it in one gulp, without even frowning, he suddenly felt a surge of respect.

  The old cat hurriedly handed the candied fruit to her, Feng Ao Tian opened his mouth and put the candied fruit in his mouth, then looked at Lan Jun Shu who was standing quietly on one side, she raised her eyes and smiled at him.

  Lan Jing looked at the dark medicine, knowing she had been drinking it for some time. However, he couldn't help but worry about how long she would need to recuperate. Normally, he saw her as a pillar of strength, but even the strongest person can fall. He didn't want to wait until something happened to her before realizing it.

  Feng Ao Tian caught the worry in his eyes, held his hand and tightened it slightly, then said, "Just take it for another month."

  Lan Yun nodded slightly and continued, "Your Majesty, it's getting late, you should get some rest."

  The shooting star took advantage of the cat's inattention, hastily stepped forward, picked up a small dish of honeyed dates from the table and put it into his own arms, quickly putting one into his mouth, feeling very sweet and fragrant. He hurriedly turned around and looked at the cat, "How is this honey date different from what I usually eat?"

  "That's certainly different, cat-style honey, nothing else to share." Mr. Cat continued from his bosom, took the empty plate and turned around to leave.

  A shooting star flashed across the corner of his mouth, with an expression that seemed to be saying something was left unsaid. He then leaned in close to Feng Ao Tian and asked, "Holy Master, how many times a day do you need to take your medicine?"

  "Three times." Feng Ao Tian said lightly, looking at him, "If you want to eat honey sauce, go find it yourself, I don't care."

  Liuxing's little thoughts were seen through by Feng Ao Tian, and he hurriedly hung his head down, then got down from the soft couch, and left the imperial bedroom with his head hung low in dejection.

  Lan Yun Shu looked at him with such a lovely appearance, and thought of Feng Yu Qi lying on the bed, seeing Feng Ao Tian, "Your Majesty, he has some similarities with An Wang."

  Phoenix was proud of the sky, but he didn't know that she had not yet found the antidote to disperse for a thousand years. She held his hand and sniffed the clear and elegant fragrance on his body after bathing. She hugged his slender waist, and the fragrance of orchid sprayed on his earlobe. His heart tightened, and he leaned quietly into her arms.

  Feng Ao Tian held his hand and slowly walked towards the inner hall, when they reached the dragon bed, she sat down with him, he leaned on her bosom, he wrapped his arms around her waist, while she played with the green silk on his chest, the two smiled lightly without speaking, but exuding a faint warmth.

  The old cat servant received the goods and then stepped into the inner hall, looking at the two people hugging each other on the bed, feeling jealous, hurriedly walked forward, looked at her, "Master, it's time to take a bath."

  Feng Ao Tian raised her eyes, meeting his resentful gaze. She slightly raised an eyebrow, then got up from the dragon bed and smiled slyly at Lan Xuan Shu, "Wait obediently for me."

  Lan Xuan Shu nodded gently and lay down on the dragon bed, watching as she stepped behind the screen. He turned his body to look at Feng Yin Qi, who was sleeping peacefully. These days, not only were they changing, but even Feng Yin Qi, lying here, was undergoing changes in appearance day by day. Compared to before, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to have opened up a lot, and his entire body had grown longer than before. Lan Xuan Shu saw these changes with his own eyes. These days, he would bathe and dress Feng Yin Qi every day, feed him elixirs, and prolong his life. And he understood more and more about Feng Ao Tian's love for him.

  Phoenix proudly spread her arms, and the cat gentleman lifted his hand to carefully remove the restraints from her body. She stepped forward, into the bathtub, scooped up a handful of warm water, and poured it over herself. The water droplets slid down her slender neck, revealing an enticing glow.

  The tom cat half-knelt beside Feng Ao Tian, raised his eyes to look at her slightly upturned profile, and was filled with joy. He reached out and gently pinched her pale arm, saying in a low voice, "Master, is the water temperature suitable?"

  Feng Ao Tian nodded slightly and replied, "The fatigue of these past few days has been somewhat alleviated at this moment."

  The cat's eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, with a handsome face, although thick makeup was applied, it still couldn't hide the many charms. His hands began to move restlessly upwards, until they covered his chest, which was hidden in the water. He raised his gaze, only to see that Feng Ao Tian had already opened her eyes. The misty water highlighted her clear and cold phoenix-like eyes, making them even more icy. He hastily withdrew his hand, laughing and saying, "Master, there's a change."

  Feng Ao Tian lowered his eyes, and also glanced at his own chest. Looking at it, there was indeed a change from before, however, he said in a light tone, "It's just a little bit."

  The cat gentleman felt that being able to feel the softness was already a good start, and he hurriedly smiled with joy, then looked at Feng Ao Tian, "Master, after one month, the change will be even greater."

  Feng Ao Tian slightly nodded and then looked at Cat Gong Gong, "You said, how should I reward you?"

  Master, you know?

  Feng Ao Tian listened to his words, the corner of his mouth twitched, "How would Grandfather know."

  The cat master raised his eyes and stared at her with a sorrowful expression, "Master..."

  Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "What did you call me for?"

  The old cat's eyes gleamed, and he got up, bent his waist, aimed at Feng Ao Tian, who was covered in misty water vapor, and became shiny and moist, and kissed her lips. He gently sucked on them, and his hands also covered her fragrant shoulders restlessly.

  Feng Ao Tian felt that every time he took a bath, with him by her side, it was always like this. However, she knew that only at this moment would he be completely at ease.

  After a deep kiss, the cat gentleman was panting slightly, his watery eyes gazing at her in a daze, his lips pursed, and his collar unknowingly opened, revealing his condensed skin, adding a few points of charm and seduction.

  Feng Ao Tian raised his hand, and his right palm opened up. His cloud sleeve slid down along the curve of his arm, revealing his skin as white as jade, especially that dazzling red birthmark, which suddenly stung Feng Ao Tian's eyes.

  Her eyes sank, and then she pulled him up with force, kissing his lips fiercely, biting hard without any tenderness, only with a strong and overbearing attitude. Yet, despite this, the cat still felt delighted, because such a master would make him feel her concern for him even more.

  The old cat's lips were bitten bloody, he smiled and licked the blood on his own lips, staring at Feng Ao Tian with a fierce gaze.

  Feng Ao Tian slightly closed her eyes, allowing him to attend to her bath. After changing clothes, she didn't tie up her black hair, but instead let it scatter freely behind her back. She only wore a bright yellow undergarment, revealing her beautiful face, the clear coldness between her eyebrows and eyes, and that red lip slightly curved, exuding an inexplicable charm.

  Lan Xuan lay on the dragon bed, and Feng Ao Tian walked towards him step by step. As she approached, his mind flashed back to her appearance when she disguised herself as a man in the Two Huai region. Although the clothes were coarse, they still looked radiant and charming on her. But now, she looked even more stunning and captivating, making his heart skip a beat. For a moment, he was completely enchanted, staring at her blankly and foolishly.

  The cat gentleman looked at Lan Xuan's book with a stunned and intoxicated expression, his mouth slightly raised. As he passed by Feng Ao Tian's side, he lightly drew circles on her palm before leaving the inner hall.

  The shooting star gazed at the cat gentleman stepping out of the bedroom, he sat on the stone steps outside the bedroom, raised his eyes and looked at the starry sky, and suddenly had a kind of desolation that did not belong to him at this age.

  The old cat also felt that it was being neglected at this time, and immediately sat down beside him. The two of them, one big and one small, sighed towards the sky.

  Si Xi stood outside the grand hall, looking at the cat eunuch in front of him and shaking his head helplessly.

  Feng Ao took a step forward, leaning in close to Lan Yunshu, her red lips slightly raised, that smile was quite enchanting, causing Lan Yunshu to daze off once again.

  She raised an eyebrow and stared at his silly expression, "Stunned?"

  Lan Yun Shu listened to her words, as if she was a fairy who had walked out of a painting. Even the sound of her voice made him feel unreal. He quickly gathered his scattered thoughts and met Feng Ao Tian's profound gaze.

  He hastily lowered his eyes, and his pale face was instantly flushed with red, his hands clenched into fists at his sides, unsure of how to speak.

  Feng Ao Tian saw his appearance, smiled more deeply, and immediately leaned to the side, lying on the dragon bed, embracing him into her arms, lowering her head, and kissed his lips. She didn't give him a moment's pause or thought, but took away all his thoughts and the unique flavor from his body.

  Lan Xuan's book was lying under her, his hands unconsciously wrapped around her waist, his nostrils filled with the fragrance of her bath, which was so alluring that it made his heart flutter.

  Feng Ao Tian could feel that he was already emotionally moved, she lightly hooked her clothes, and her shirt fell off, revealing his skin as smooth as silk, delicate and smooth to the touch. She gently stroked him, taking in the faint scent of grass emanating from his body.

  Lan Xuan's face was slightly flushed, weakly leaning against her bosom, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his heart had long since melted away, he only hoped that he could accompany her like this until old age.

  Feng Ao Tian's fingers touched his waist, following the gaze, and saw the bright red birthmark on his waist. Her eyes sank, looking at the shallow knife scar on his abdomen, she slightly lowered her head, her shiny lips covered the scar, leaving a light kiss.

  Lan Yun's book suddenly felt stiff and numb, she quickly raised her head, slightly pursed her lips, and her hands were even more anxiously grasping the silk quilt beside her, softly saying, "Your Majesty..."

  Feng Ao Tian lowered his head, gently stroking the bright red birthmark on his waist with a thoughtful expression.

  On the contrary, Lan Jing's book was somewhat unbearable. That place was his sensitive spot, and as soon as he touched it, he couldn't help but laugh. Now, he bit his lip tightly, afraid that he would make a sound.

  Feng Ao Tian raised her eyes, looking at Lan Yun Shu's face which was flushed red as he suppressed his emotions. She swept away the gloom from just now and turned sideways, pulling him into her arms, smiling at him, "If you bite your lip again, it will bleed."

  Lan Yun couldn't help but feel a little shy, and she quickly lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and didn't say a word.

  Feng Ao Tian pulled up the brocade quilt and covered the two of them, embracing him, and whispered in his ear, "Rest now."

  Lan Jing's book leaned comfortably in her arms, but his heart beat faster and faster. His palms were sweating at this moment, and he slightly loosened his grip, but didn't dare to move.

  Feng Ao Tian opened his closed eyes because he felt something unnatural about Lan Jing Shu, and stared at him with a piercing gaze, "Can't sleep?"

  Lan Yun nodded slightly and then quickly shook her head, continuing to lean into her bosom, "I'm just a little scared."

  Feng Ao Tian listened to the helplessness and sighs mixed in his words, and thoroughly wrapped him in her own arms, "With me here, what's there to be afraid of?"

  "I'm afraid, I don't deserve to be with the emperor." Lan Jing said in a low voice, thinking of Mu Hanjin, Mao Gonggong, Ye Xuan, Leng Qianye, Mu Han Yao, and others. If it were him, he would have been content with just being a grain of sand lost in the dust, quietly staying by her side. But now, after falling again, he realized he wanted more - he wanted to occupy a place in her heart, be by her side every moment, and even possess her entirely. This thought made him feel inferior, for he was just an ordinary person.

  Feng Ao Tian raised his hand, tracing the contours of his eyebrows and eyes, staring straight at him until after a long while, she chuckled softly, "When did you become so uncertain?"

  Lan Yun's book heart thought for a moment, and she lightly touched his shoulder. "In front of the emperor, I have never been confident."

  Feng Ao Tian listened to his soft words and smiled, "But in front of me, you are one of a kind."

  Lan Yun's book heart trembled, and her eyes flowed with emotion. With these words of hers, he was content for this life.

  Feng Ao Tian gently stroked his back, "Sleep."

  "Hmm." Lan Jing Shu softly responded, slowly closing her eyes.

  Wu Yueguo, Ye Mei Xi learned the mystery of the ring after a sleepless night, why did this ring fall into her mother's hands? She was puzzled.

  Early summer and Xiang Han stood outside the main hall. They also knew something about the ring pendant, so they immediately sent someone to investigate. Now, there is still news.

  At the same time, he also learned that Leiqi Guo's original betrothed to the fourth prince was actually taken away by the Emperor of Feng Qiu Guo. He clearly knew that this must be a carefully laid plan. After investigating who was behind it, he couldn't help but feel some doubt - why would Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo do such a thing? What was their purpose in doing so?

  Feng Ao Tian had already gotten used to waking up before dawn, and the blue crystal book beside him also slowly opened its eyes. As he looked at her beside him, his eyes contained a faint smile.

  Feng Ao Tian leaned forward and planted a kiss on his forehead before descending onto the dragon bed.

  The old cat has prepared all the washing utensils and walked in.

  Lan Yun's book was first stunned, and then he got down from the dragon bed and stood beside Feng Ao Tian.

  After the two of them had finished washing and dressing, Yi Mu and Gu Ye Feng were already waiting outside the hall.

  Feng Ao Tian watched as they entered, a group of people just like any other day, sitting at the same table and having breakfast.

  She ladled out the soup and handed it to Yi Mu, looking at the worry lines between his eyebrows that had not yet dissipated, his complexion slightly clearing, saying in a low voice, "Drink more, drive away the cold."

  Yi Mu received the soup and bowed his head respectfully, saying "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

  Feng Ao Tian continued to serve the soup, placing it in front of others. Gu Ye Feng was initially not used to Feng Ao Tian's humble and courteous behavior, but after getting along with him, he gradually became accustomed to it and no longer felt constrained.

  Liúxīng was delighted by the spread of food on the table, and he indulged in his breakfast with relish, ignoring everything around him, including people.

  Gu Ye Feng and Yi Mu couldn't help but notice the little doll that suddenly appeared in the bedroom, they exchanged a glance, and couldn't help but feel some curiosity.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at the two of them and continued, "This little devil is the master of Fei He City."

  The two of them heard this and even Lan Jing couldn't help but pause for a moment, naturally understanding that he had also been the ruler of a country. However, looking at his completely unregal appearance as he ate with gusto, the three of them silently ignored his identity and treated him like an ordinary milk doll instead.

  Waiting for the early meal, Feng Ao Tian and Lan Jing Shu went to the morning court with several people. The cat official followed beside them, looking at the men in front of him, his heart was not pleasant. There were so many here, and there were more outside, he couldn't help but feel sad.

  Phoenix looked at him with a sorrowful expression, then turned to look at the person wearing a light blue official robe beside her, Lan Jing Shu, and another person wearing a pink official robe, Yi Mu. Even Gu Ye Feng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, had an air of elegance about him. Phoenix couldn't help but think that when she first reincarnated, who was by her side? And now, how many people were following her together?

  At dawn, inside the Golden Dragon Hall, this was the first time Phoenix Ascending Heaven had attended an early court session after a period of absence. The significance of this early court session was extraordinary, symbolizing the prosperity of Feng Qiu Country in the future. On the Divine Continent today, the most talked-about topic among the people was the Emperor of Feng Qiu Country. After being separated for several hundred years, Feng Qiu Country had finally returned. Who would have thought that half a year ago, the Phoenix Country, which was on the brink of collapse, with its people struggling to survive and on the verge of being destroyed by the Qiu Country, had transformed overnight? It had recovered two fourth-rate countries and one third-rate country, leaping to become a second-rate country.

  The remaining countries of the third-rate country are now unable to compete with it, and even the other three countries of the second-rate country are now thinking of ways.

  Feng Ao Tian sat upright on the dragon throne, looking at the hundred officials who were kneeling down in a row, their heads bowed and standing still, shouting in unison, "Long live the Emperor, long live, long live!"

  At this moment, what she saw was the prosperity of Fengju Country. She, Feng Ao Tian, had never been a person who was trampled underfoot, and the country she ruled would surely become the strongest nation on this continent in the future.

  The officials who were overthrown were all young and talented individuals who had undergone layers of screening and replacement. Feng Ao Tian, who was once avoided like a snake's venom, has now become a revered deity among the people. Her past cruelty and tyranny have been gradually forgotten with the passage of time.

  After dawn, Feng Ao Tian returned to the Emperor's bedroom.

  She sat down immediately and saw her soul hanging its head on one side.

  She took the tea handed over by Master Cat, "Is everything settled?"

  "Yes." Soul replied, "The subordinate has already brought back Lv Yunxiu and Yu Guo's Ninth Princess."

  "Take good care of yourself." Feng Ao Tian said calmly.

  "Yes." The soul spoke in a low voice, "Master, something has happened in Wuyue Country."

  Feng Ao Tian slightly stunned, thinking that Ling Xue had just quelled the riot, what other matter appeared?

  "Nan Hui Guo sent a special envoy to Wu Yue Guo, saying that they went to demand the return of Nan Hui Guo's national treasure, the Blood Jade Ring, which was lost twenty years ago." The soul continued to report, "The ring is indeed in the hands of Ye Shi Fei now, and more importantly, the ring was a legacy of Zhen Fei, her most beloved object when she was alive."

  Feng Ao Tian listened, his eyes sank for a moment, and then said, "How did Nan Hui Guo know that this ring was in the hands of Wu Yue Guo?"

  "It was someone who secretly handed a confidential letter to Emperor Nangong on his way back south." Hún continued.

  Feng Ao Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, "Can you find out who did it?"

  "That secret letter is now in the hands of the Emperor of Nanhui Country, hidden away by him and has yet to be found." The soul replied with some disappointment.

  Feng Ao Tian let out a cold snort, the corners of his mouth curling up into a chilling smile. "It seems someone wants to stir up trouble between Nan Hui Guo and Wu Yue Guo."

  "Similarly, the Night Servant Concubine also thinks so, but now, she has not yet investigated why the Zhen Concubine would have this ring. Therefore, if the Night Servant Concubine returns the ring to Nan Hui Guo, Nan Hui Guo will definitely not let it go and will demand that Wu Yue Guo hand over the thief. If they do not hand over the ring, then Nan Hui Guo will take advantage of this to start a war." Soul analyzed step by step.

  "Go and investigate, it seems that there are still hidden secrets behind Zhen Fei's back." Feng Ao Tian said in a low voice while rotating the tea cup in his hand.

  "Yes." The soul hastily replied.

  "Feng Ao Tian said in a low voice, 'When will the notice arrive?'"

  "It can arrive tomorrow." The soul replied accordingly.

  Feng Ao Tian nodded slightly and continued, "After the post is delivered, spread the news at the fastest speed."

  "Yes." The soul hastily replied.

  Feng Ao Tian's mouth corners slightly hooked, and his soul retreated again.

  The cat gentleman sat beside Feng Ao Tian's body, leaning into her arms, "Master, must you really do this?"

  Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow, "That's natural, isn't it just what the two of them wanted?"

  The cat's whiskers slightly raised, "This also suits the master's intention."

  Phoenix raised an eyebrow and pinched the soft flesh at his waist, "You're the only one who understands."

  Liuxing hastily dodged to one side, looked up at Feng Ao Tian and said, "Your Majesty, Liuxing also understands."

  Feng Ao Tian Yang voice laughed and stood up, "Get me a change of clothes."

  "Yes." Master Cat replied hastily, getting up and following Feng Ao Tian into the inner hall, "Master, are you going to see him again?"

  Phoenix proudly said nothing could be done about it, turned around and looked at the cat, "You stay obediently in the palace, don't run around."

  The cat gentleman nodded in dissatisfaction and replied. Feng Ao Tian took off the dragon robe and put on a brocade robe, then stepped out of the palace, flew forward, and went to the Wind Clan.

  Meteor gazed at Cat Grandpa staring blankly in the direction where Feng Ao Tian left, he had his hands behind his back, head raised, looking at Cat Grandpa, "Ah, what a sour vinegar taste."

  The old cat raised his hand and patted it on Liuxing's head, "Lunch, no share for you."

  The shooting star was about to let out a loud shriek, but quickly swallowed it back and pulled on the cat's sleeve with a flattering face, "Hehe, I'm just joking."

  The old cat swung his hand, ignored him, turned around and walked forward.

  Meteor followed closely behind, laughing with a flattering face, "Can't I be wrong? What should we prepare for lunch?"

  Le Qiguo, Xing Wuyun was lying on a soft couch, waiting for good news.

  Just learned that Feng Ao Tian took away Lv Yunxiu and the Ninth Princess from his hands, he suddenly laughed loudly and said, "I wonder what Feng Ao Tian will do next?"

  Wei Zuo Mo raised her eyes and looked at him, "What else can be done? Since the person has been taken away, it has nothing to do with you or me."

  Xing Wuyun shook the wine jug in his hand, "No, no, Feng Ao Tian must know that you and I have calculated her. Given her temperament, she naturally won't be easily calculated by you and me. It's likely that she has set a bigger trap for us behind our backs."

  Wei Zimo listened to his words and sneered, "What can be done about it?"

  "How?" Xing Wuyun hooked his lips into a smile, smiling with abandon and evil charm. "I'd like to know how she'll counterattack after I gave her such a big surprise."

  Wei Zuo Mo raised his eyes and looked at him calmly, "Alright, I'll be waiting with bated breath."

  Xing Wuyun was sitting with his legs crossed, feeling extremely good.

  Feng Ao Tian landed beside the hot spring pool, looking at Mu Han Jin who had been asleep since last night and showed no signs of waking up. She stepped into the pool, reached out her hand to feel his breath, which was weak but not critical. She pulled him out of the pool and took him back to the house, re-applied medicine for him, and gently stroked his face.

  Mu Hanjin seemed to have some reaction, but unfortunately he had no clear strength, and could only slightly tremble the curled eyelashes, his hand was also curled up.

  Feng Ao Tian spread his hands and pressed them against his cheeks, feeling her warmth, letting him know that she had always been by his side.

  Mo Hanjin's eyes involuntarily dropped tears, Feng Ao Tian sighed softly, "How come you still have the habit of crying."

  As she spoke, she gently pulled out a handkerchief and wiped it clean, then leaned in to place a light kiss on his lips, pulling him into her arms, holding him close, and whispering softly.

  After a long time, Feng Ao Tian brought him back to the hot spring pool and then turned around and left.

  At the moment she left, Mu Hanjin's eyes were still trembling, but he couldn't open them no matter what.

  Phoenix Arrogant Sky returned to the palace, only to see Lan Jing Shu and Yi Mu. Gu Ye Feng had just arrived from the Ducha Yuan, accompanied by Leng Tian Han. With a joyful expression, she knelt before Phoenix Arrogant Sky, "Your subject greets Your Majesty!"

  Feng Ao Tian looked at her like this and smiled, "Have you been well taken care of these past few days?"

  Gu Ye Feng listened to Feng Ao Tian's words, and suddenly his anger ignited, staring at her fiercely. If it weren't for her identity, he would have rushed forward and shouted loudly. What kind of service was this? It was simply inhuman torture.

  Leng Pei Han hastily nodded and said, with bright lights flashing in her eyes, "I have always done my best."

  Feng Ao Tian listened to her words, turned his gaze, and looked at Gu Ye Feng's eyes that were spewing out flames of anger. He then said slowly, "What's with the look, is it not good enough for me, the way she serves?"

  Gu Ye Feng stared at Feng Ao Tian, letting out a cold hum, his expression twisted in a scowl.

  "If serving is not good enough, then extend the deadline until you are satisfied with the service." Feng Ao Tian said casually.

  Gu Ye Feng listened, and was even more infuriated by Feng Ao Tian's words, his teeth itching with rage. He took a deep breath to suppress the flames of anger in his heart, before speaking out one word at a time, "Very good."

  "Can you put your mind at ease?" Feng Ao Tian said mercilessly.

  Gu Ye Feng stared at Feng Ao Tian's eyes, with an expression that seemed to be saying "it's a matter of inches", "Shu... Xin..."

  Leng Pei Han heard this and hastily replied with a blush, "Master's praise makes the disciple feel embarrassed. Master can rest assured that even if the deadline arrives, the disciple will still serve Master wholeheartedly."

  As soon as this was said, Gu Ye Feng's anger caused him to almost choke, and he nearly fainted. When he met Feng Ao Tian's deep, mocking gaze, he couldn't help but let out a low growl...