The emperor is too tyrannical, the fourth prince of the 145th generation goes on an expedition

  Feng Ao Tian slightly raised his hand, gently stroking his face, leaned forward, and lightly pecked at his forehead before embracing him in his arms. The two lay on the bed together.

  She raised her eyes and listened to the sound of the wind outside the window, listening to the murmurs of Lan Jing's book by her ear. Her heart, at this moment, was filled with a faint warmth.

  "Your Majesty..." Lan Jing's book slightly raised her eyes, gazing at the person in front of her, he hugged her tightly, "Don't leave me."

  Phoenix proudly lowered his eyes, those eyes were filled with pleading and fear, this was an emotion that Lan Jing had never shown before, it made her heart ache, then she bowed her head and kissed his lips, gently sucking on them.

  The space between her nose and mouth was filled with the faint scent of plum wine, as well as his unique warm aura, which made her feel a little attached. Her fingers unconsciously untied the silk belt around his waist, and the icy tips touched his slightly warm skin, making him tremble uncontrollably.

  He was half asleep and half awake, at this moment, as if floating in the endless cloud layer, and he just wanted to firmly grasp the golden light in front of him, his own bright light.

  Wine doesn't get drunk, everyone gets drunk by themselves. He is now completely intoxicated, his hands involuntarily wrapping around Feng Ao Tian's waist, following the feeling, unbuttoning the dragon jade buckle on her waist, letting himself indulge in the daze, those trembling hands have slipped under her outer garment, into his shirt, when touching the soft skin of her waist, the smoothness of the touch made him involuntarily sigh, continuing to wander along with the feeling.

  Feng Ao Tian, as he was acting out of control, had his hands pressed down by one hand, then stopped moving, lowered his head, and gently kissed his slightly closed lips. Afterwards, he pulled up the quilt on one side to cover him, calming his disheveled breathing, and said in a low voice, "Sleep."

  Lan Yun was also satisfied, a smile playing on his lips as he nuzzled her gently in her arms, holding her hand tightly and falling asleep peacefully.

  Feng Ao Tian gazed at his face, thinking of his past. He was once a talented young man respected by the world, with his own pride and perseverance. However, all this had been destroyed after he entered the Regent's palace, worn down by the years of grinding. She pushed aside the strand of hair stuck to his forehead, her fingertips gliding over his slightly drunken handsome face. Meeting her was his misfortune.

  After a long while, Feng Ao Tian saw that he had fallen asleep, so he tidied up his brocade quilt and got up to leave the Jin Xuan Palace.

  Feng Ao Tian thought of Yi Mu's lonely figure when she left earlier, and immediately flew to the Mei Xiang Palace. She saw Jing Xi had just left, so she entered the bedroom. On the bed, Yi Mu's eyebrows were still furrowed with lingering worries, her thin lips slightly curved upwards, and her black hair scattered randomly. The night wind blew in through the window, stirring up waves of ripples, and the light silk curtains fluttered, resembling a beautiful woman drunk on wine.

  Feng Ao Tian Shang Qian, he gently pulled up the brocade quilt covering his body, then turned and left, but heard his thin lips lightly opening, with a voice like silk and bamboo floating up, "Even if emotions run deep, what can be done about shallow fate..."

  Feng Ao Tian paused for a moment, turned around, and saw that he was still asleep. He smiled faintly and flew away.

  Yi Mu slightly turned his body, pulled up the brocade quilt on him, and covered up the frail Xizi's face. He let the cold wind blow in, but had endless worries and sorrows that could not be expressed.

  Feng Ao Tian returned to the Emperor's bedroom alone, where Cat Gonggong and Liu Xing were lounging on a soft couch, listlessly waiting.

  Waiting for her to enter, Master Cat hurriedly got up and went forward to greet her.

  Feng Ao Tian didn't know why, perhaps it was because the wind had just blown away his thoughts, or maybe at this moment, she suddenly felt a hint of loneliness. She raised her hand and pulled the approaching cat into her arms, hugging it tightly.

  "Master..." The tom cat felt the chill emanating from her, as well as the faint desolation, and his heart tightened at that moment.

  "Good, let Grandfather hold you." Feng Ao Tian's soft voice was desolate, she weakly leaned her head on his shoulder, without the usual dignity and intimidation, strategic planning, and spirited momentum.

  A shooting star lay motionless on the soft couch, gazing sideways at Feng Ao's exhausted face, silent and speechless.

  The tom cat let her hold him, raised his hand and gently stroked her back. He understood that along the way, she had a hard time, every step was thrilling, every step was frightening, every step was calculated. Even the strongest person has weak moments.

  His heart was bleeding, and he suddenly felt how selfish he had been. Every day, he would only nag and complain, but never considered what she truly wanted deep down inside.

  He slowly wrapped his arms around her waist, feeling her frailty, and in his long, narrow eyes, there was a deep sense of tenderness and guilt.

  Feng Ao Tian took a deep breath and let go of the cat, holding his hand and walking into the inner hall, "You want to take a bath."

  The old cat turned his eyes and gazed at her slightly gloomy face, hastily replied, "I'll go prepare now."

  "Hmm." Feng Ao Tian nodded, took a step forward, and walked to the side of the dragon bed. He sat down and looked at Feng Yu Qi, who was sleeping peacefully on the bed. His eyes dimmed slightly, then he reached out his hand to gently stroke her face, "You've lost so much weight."

  She couldn't help but think of the small figure that always followed her, constantly calling out to her, Wang Shu's silhouette. She suddenly felt a moment of daze, unable to distinguish whether she was Feng Ao Tian or Li Ying, or if Li Ying was actually Feng Ao Tian? But now, all she could do was take one step at a time forward, because there was no opportunity for her to turn back.

  She felt inexplicably tired, she didn't know why, but suddenly had this feeling, was it because these days were too exhausting? Or...

  Feng Ao Tian frowned, no longer thinking about the inexplicable emotions that disturbed her thoughts. She raised her eyes and saw that Cat Gong had already prepared the bath water. "Master, I'll serve you with your bath."

  Feng Ao Tian stood up, suddenly, like a child, leaned into his arms, and let him take her behind the screen.

  The cat gentleman carefully removed the restraints from Feng Ao Tian's body, and she immediately sank into the bathtub. The cat gentleman scooped up clear water and massaged her arms, while she closed her eyes and remained silent.

  He didn't stick to her like before, saying some sour words, but instead quietly served her bath. After the bath, he led her out of the screen and Feng Ao Tian lay on the dragon bed, raised his hand, and pulled him into his arms, leaning his head against his chest, "Sleep."

  "Uh-huh." The tom cat nodded, pulling the brocade quilt up and covering her with it. He lay down beside her, looking at her with a gaze full of unspoken tenderness and concern, wondering what he could do to make her not have to bear everything alone all the time.

  The meteor lay on the soft couch, constantly rolling over, then suddenly got up and walked out of the bedroom, sat down on the stone steps, raised his eyes and looked at the night sky.

  Si Xi stood on one side, knowing that tonight's atmosphere was abnormal, so he didn't say much, just quietly waiting.

  The next day, Feng Ao Tian woke up and was immediately captivated by the charming eyes of the cat gentleman. She gazed at him dazedly, raised her hand, and with a long swing of her arm, she pulled him into her embrace, kissing the corner of his lips. "Didn't sleep all night?"

  "Master, I'm afraid what I've done is still not good enough." The cat said in a low voice.

  Feng Ao Tian gathered up the emotions that had been inexplicably scattered last night, and then held him even tighter, "Why would you say such a thing?"

  The cat leaned back, resting comfortably in her arms. "Master, I shouldn't just be thinking of myself, indulging in your scent and guarding you. Instead, I should do something for the master."

  Feng Ao's eyes sank, and he grasped his shoulders, "You, except for staying by my side, not taking a single step away, don't even think about anything else."

  The old cat's mind trembled, he knew that his master must have known something, and this matter was related to him, but he couldn't be so selfish.

  Feng Ao Tian saw that he didn't respond, lowered his head, and gazed at him with a cold stare, shooting out an astonishing light, "Did you hear?"

  The old cat nodded slightly and forced a smile that wasn't particularly bright, "This servant has been the master's person for this entire lifetime, absolutely won't leave the master."

  Feng Ao Tian coldly snorted, lowered his head, and sealed his soft lips with a fierce kiss. She savored the taste between his lips, as if to vent her own domineering nature.

  The tom cat let out a low hum, his paws encircling her waist, his head slightly tilted back, meeting her forceful kiss.

  Feng Ao Tian's lips left his, staring at his charming and seductive appearance, his fingertips tracing the lustrous and delicate curve of his lips. "In the future, if you dare to utter another reckless word, I'll crush you."

  The cat leaned weakly in her arms, with an infinite sweetness on his heart, but this sweetness was mixed with the bitterness hidden deep within him. He knew that even if he loved her dearly, he would never be able to stay by her side for a lifetime.

  Meteor entered the inner hall from outside the bedroom, and saw two people hugging each other. He hurried forward, his small body leaning to one side, laughing extremely brightly, "Your Majesty, if you don't get up now, today's morning court will be missed, those beautiful women of yours are all waiting outside."

  Feng Ao Tian rose to his feet, standing in front of Liuxing, and patted him on the head, "Master Cat, from now on, don't give him any honey candies."

  "Yes, milord." The cat butler replied in a low voice and immediately got up to serve her with dressing and washing.

  Meteor's mouth was pouting, and he hastily exclaimed in grievance, "Holy Master, you're too ruthless."

  Feng Ao Tian ignored his crying and instead held the cat's paw, stepping out of the inner hall.

  Lan Yun and Yi Mu got up early this morning, each with their own thoughts in mind, and are now waiting outside the palace.

  Feng Ao Tian raised his eyes and saw that the two had already entered. He then said, "Did you sleep well last night?"

  Lan Xuan nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

  The old cat has brought over the medicine soup, and Sì Xǐ had already prepared breakfast. After laying out the dishes, several people sat down at the table to eat their breakfast.

  The silence was even more eerie, and the cat butler was not his usual self today, exuding an acidic tone. Instead, he stood obediently by Feng Ao Tian's side, serving him wholeheartedly.

  After breakfast, the group went for a morning walk.

  Xing Wuyun received the order and set out early with 200,000 troops to Feng Qi country. Wei Zimo never left the wine tower from start to finish.

  He doesn't look like a ruthless and decisive general, but rather like an imperial son on a tour outside the capital, with an air of leisure everywhere. Now, he is reclining in the carriage, one hand propping up the soft cushion on one side, the other holding a wine jug, his mouth still wearing that carefree and unrestrained smile, thoroughly unbridled.

  The 200,000 cavalrymen behind him, although dissatisfied with the fourth prince's sloppy behavior, still had to show off their strong national style and marched forward in an orderly manner.

  After the early morning court, Lan Jing and Yi Mu went to the Ducha Yuan. Leng Tianhan had not slept all night since yesterday's incident, worrying about Gu Ye Feng's safety. Today, when she saw that Gu Ye Feng did not attend the morning court, she became even more worried. However, she didn't have the courage to go ask the Emperor, so now she could only wait until they went to the Ducha Yuan and then come to ask Lan Jing.

  "Big Brother Lan, how is my master?" asked Leng Tianheng, looking at Lan Xuanbo in a low voice.

  "He's been injured and is now resting in the palace, you don't have to worry." Lan Jing Shu replied softly.

  Leng Pei Han learned that he was unharmed, so she put her mind at ease, collected her worried expression, and immediately became full of smiles. When she looked at Lan Jun Shu's lip corner, she saw a trace of biting, and couldn't help but ask in puzzlement, "Big Brother Lan, how did your mouth corner get broken?"

  Lan Yun Shu listened to Leng Pei Han's words, first stunned, then hurriedly lowered her eyes, the base of her ears uncontrollably flushing with a faint pink color. She stepped forward and entered the Ducha Yuan, "The weather is a bit dry."

  Leng Pei Han listened to his response, raised her eyes, took a glance at the sky, and hastily replied, "Indeed it's a bit dry."

  Yi Mu followed Lan Yunshu into the house, and when he heard Leng Peihan's words, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, apparently, he knew why Lan Yunshu's mouth was red and swollen.

  He raised his eyes and gazed at Lan Jing's already flushed face, then whispered on one side, "It seems that some people had a drunken spring heart last night."

  Lan Yun's face turned even redder as she listened to Yi Mu's teasing words, and she quickened her pace into the Ducha Yuan.

  Phoenix Arrogant changed out of his dragon robe and into a light, soft robe. He took a step forward and headed towards Gu Ye Feng's place. He had woken up early with Yi Mu, but because of Phoenix Arrogant's orders the night before, he could only lie in bed and rest. However, from early on, he was tangled up in thoughts, wondering why he had to listen to him, his injuries were not that serious after all.

  When Feng Ao Tian entered Gu Ye Feng's house, he was pushing a wheelchair and walked to the bookshelf. When he saw Feng Ao Tian enter, he quickly turned his back on her and tried to take out a book from the bookshelf, but no matter what, he couldn't pull it out.

  A figure stood beside him, raised his hand and picked up the book, but instead of putting it in his hand, he flipped through it himself, looking down at him with a gaze, "Not willing to see you?"

  Gu Ye Feng hastily dodged her gaze, looking away with averted head, "No."

  Feng Ao Tian slightly bowed his head and looked at him, "Why did you ignore me?"

  Gu Ye Feng hastily pushed his wheelchair back a bit, "It's just that I'm not quite used to being so close."

  Feng Ao Tian smiled shallowly, raised his hand, placed the book on his leg, and then pushed him, "Go out to sunbathe."

  Gu Ye Feng raised his eyes, gazing at her as she stared ahead, and hastily withdrew his gaze, lowering his head, tightly grasping the book on his leg. The two sat under the hundred-year-old locust tree in the courtyard, he flipping through the scroll in his hand with a focused expression, not uttering a word, while Feng Ao Tian leaned against the trunk, listening to the birdsong.

  After a while, Feng Ao Tian raised his hand, picked up the fallen leaves on his shoulder, and played with them in his hand. Then he stared at him and said, "I'll send you back to your room."

  "No, I think this place is quite good for reading." Gu Ye Feng raised his eyes and gazed at her, saying in a low voice.

  Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow and followed him, saying "If you're tired, go back and rest. I'll leave."

  Gu Ye Feng hastily put down the book scroll he was holding and unconsciously pulled at her sleeve, "Where is Your Majesty going?"

  Feng Ao Tian lowered his head, following the momentum, he grasped his hand in his own palm, lowered his head, and slowly approached him, "Can't bear to part with me?"

  Gu Ye Feng hastily turned his head and stiffly said, "Nothing."

  Feng Ao Tian smiled slightly and released his hand, then lightly brushed against the corner of his lips without him noticing, before quickly leaving as if that kiss had never happened. She turned around and left the bedroom.

  Gu Ye Feng stood there for a long time, before slowly coming back to himself. He raised his hand and touched the corner of his mouth that had been kissed, unconsciously curling up into a good-looking arc. Then he picked up the book again, looking at it with an extremely good mood.

  Feng Ao Tian Jing walked out of the imperial palace and headed to the Wind Clan. She had never forgotten that she promised him, coming every day to accompany him. When she saw him again, he was still sitting calmly in the hot spring pool, surrounded by a misty atmosphere, his expression unchanged, neither sad nor happy.

  Feng Ao brought him out from the hot spring pool, held him in her arms, and then took him into the house. As usual, she applied medicine to his wounds, watching as the festering sores gradually healed, and her heart felt a great deal more at ease.

  She changed into a new set of clothes for him, the crescent moon brocade robe he liked best. She had him lean against her and lowered her head to play with his fingers which were slightly swollen from soaking in water. "Do you think I'm being too greedy?"

  She bowed her head, kissed his forehead, and felt a chill invade. Her phoenix eyes flashed with a hint of dim light, and she held him like that for a long time before putting him back beside the hot spring pool and turning to leave.

  Xuanmo Country, Chu Lingtian did not expect that Old Lady Chu would bring up the marriage proposal in such a short time, and soon set the wedding date for next month's sixth day. However, at this moment, he didn't feel any joy in his heart, and the image of Xue Ke still lingered in his mind. He suddenly realized that with her temperament, even if he really got married, she would definitely not attend.

  He thought about it and felt that he had done another stupid thing, but thinking that this life could no longer have any entanglements with her, his heart ached.

  Xue Ke was not like other pregnant women, for two consecutive days, she had been vomiting non-stop, every night, she would be awakened inexplicably, due to last night's disturbance, this morning, as soon as she got up, she didn't have the energy.

  Jinyao looked at her and furrowed his brow, "I think it's better for you to return to the capital, otherwise I'll still have to worry about you."

  Xue Ke hastily wiped her mouth and looked at the breakfast in front of her, but she didn't have any appetite. "Isn't it good for me to accompany you here?"

  "Not good." Jin Yao shook his head and said, "Looking at you like this is really heartbreaking."

  Xue Ke hastily smiled and said, "Isn't this pretty good?"

  "Really?" Jing Yao had naturally heard from Cat Master about Xue Ke's pregnancy, and she was heartbroken. However, she understood Xue Ke's temperament - no matter how difficult it would be, she would still give birth to the child. All she could do was let her be, but in the past two days, seeing that she had only been pregnant for a month yet was already restless and unable to sleep, made her hate Chu Ling Tian even more.

  As they chatted and laughed, Feng Qianjing walked over, handing the letter to Xue Ke, "Take a look."

  As for her identity, apart from Feng Ao Tian knowing about it, others were still unaware of it and continued to treat her as Princess Qian Ning.

  Xue Ke took the letter, and after seeing the contents inside, her face, which had just been smiling, stiffened for a moment. She then pushed the letter to one side, as if nothing was wrong, picked up her chopsticks, and continued eating her breakfast. However, she suddenly felt nauseous after swallowing a mouthful of porridge, and hastily got up and rushed out of the camp tent.

  Jinyao took over the letter, looked at the contents inside, suddenly stood up, turned around and left the camp.

  "Where are you going?" Feng Qian Ning hastily stepped forward, blocking Jin Yao in front of her. Jin Yao, who was usually calm and collected, now had a gloomy face, as if she was about to tear someone into pieces.

  Xue Ke wiped the corner of her mouth with one hand and stepped into the camp tent with the other, looking at Jin Yao, "What's wrong?"

  "Xue Ke, do you know what you're doing?" Jin Yao said in a low voice, looking at her nonchalant appearance.

  "Isn't Chu Lingtian getting married? I didn't have anything to do with him in the first place." Xue Ke said casually, as if talking about someone else's business, but her tightly clenched hand on the silk handkerchief betrayed her emotions at that moment.

  Jinyao's understanding of Xueke was even clearer than her own, she knew that Xueke was now just barely holding on, and it was precisely because of this that she felt heartache.

  Her eyes sank, and then she turned around, sat down beside Xue Ke, "If he dares to remarry, I will definitely kill him."

  Xue Ke glanced at Jin Yao indifferently, "He can remarry, and I can remarry too. I've long since had nothing to do with him."

  Jinyao picked up his bowl and chopsticks, glanced at Xueke, but still didn't say a word as he ate his dinner.

  Feng Qian Ning looked at the two people in front of her and immediately sat down, "I just received news that Le Qi Guo's fourth prince is leading 2 million troops to come here."

  Jinyao and Xueke looked up at Feng Qianying, "Princess Qianying, I've just received the news too."

  Jinyao restrained his anger and regained his usual calmness.

  Xue Ke glanced sideways, looking at Feng Qian Ning, "That Fourth Prince is after all an old acquaintance of Master's. If it really comes to a fight later on, our Master will have the upper hand, no need to worry."

  "It's just that Yuluohuang hasn't reacted yet, it's really strange." Feng Qianning couldn't help but say.

  Jinyao and Xueke fell into deep thought because of Feng Qianying's words.

  Far away in the camp, Leng Qianye and Mu Han were also informed of this shocking news. Although they couldn't understand why the emperor would publicly propose a marriage alliance between the two countries, they knew that the emperor must have her reasons for doing so. However, the 200,000-strong army of Yueguo was not to be underestimated, and it remained to be seen which of the two would go into battle when the time came.

  "Your Highness, the fourth prince of Leqigu has led his troops to war." Hún Jiàn saw Feng Ao Tian return and hastily reported from one side.

  Feng Ao Tian's mouth curled slightly, "Good that you've come, I'd like to see what he's truly capable of."

  The cat stood on one side, raised its eyes, and saw that Lan Jing Shu and Yi Mu had returned. He looked at Feng Ao Tian, "Master, I'll go prepare lunch."

  Feng Ao Tian nodded slightly and continued to listen to the soul's report.

  "Master, it seems like Nan Kuo is going to raise an army." Soul said in a low voice.

  "Hmm, let's rise up then. Since Southern Country wants to jump into the net itself, how can I not help them fulfill their wish?" Feng Ao Tian smiled deeply.

  "Master, that Fourth Prince, are you going to deal with him personally?" The soul thought, Master has not yet summoned General Leng and General Mu back to the capital.

  Feng Ao Tian's phoenix eyes slightly hooked, "Is the City of Nest still stable now?"

  "It has stabilized for now, but there are still some remnants of the former imperial court who are waiting for an opportunity to rebel?" Soul said in a low voice.

  "Then let Jin Yao and the others handle it." Feng Ao Tian said calmly.

  "Yes." The soul replied accordingly.

  Lan Xuan and Yi Mu walked in, Leng Pei Han had a few more points of fear towards Feng Ao Tian after yesterday's incident, now she didn't dare to be as casual as before, but instead lowered her head and stood quietly in one place.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at them and hooked his finger at Lan Xuan Shu, "Come over."

  Lan Xuan thought of Leng Pei Han's words just now, and also Yi Wu's teasing, her face turned red, she lowered her head and walked over, but before she got close, she was gently pulled by Feng Ao Tian and hugged into his arms.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at Lan Xuan Shu with her head lowered, not daring to look at him. She hooked her lips into a shallow smile and whispered in his ear, "How come you're shy? Last night, who was it that got drunk and took the initiative with me?"

  Lan Yun's face turned even redder as she leaned into her arms, biting her lip and not daring to respond.

  Feng Ao Tian lowered his head and chuckled, hooking up his chin to gaze at him, "Looks like I was too gentle with you last night."

  Lan Yun Shu followed Feng Ao Tian's gaze and hastily pursed her lips, "Your Majesty, it's time for lunch."

  "Hungry?" Feng Ao Tian said in a low voice.

  Lan Yun felt that there was infinite ambiguity in these words and hastily lowered her eyes, "Mm."

  "Good, let's eat." Feng Ao Tian stood up, holding Lan Xuan Shu's hand, and walked to the table.

  Yi Mu always kept her head down, following behind him, Leng Che didn't dare make too many movements and instead sat quietly, losing the liveliness of her usual self.

  Feng Ao Tian raised his eyes and looked at her, "Is your injury healed?"

  "I'm fine." Leng Tianheng's chest still hurt, but she didn't listen to Lan Jingchu's words and rested in the mansion. She came early for the morning court session, not wanting to lose face again in front of her elder brother.

  Feng Ao Tian didn't probe further, but instead added some dishes and placed them in Lan Jing Shu's bowl. "If you're hungry, eat a bit more."

  Lan Yun's head hung even lower as she said softly, "Okay."

  Feng Ao Tian looked at his embarrassed appearance, the corners of her mouth curled up in a sly smile, and she raised her eyes to look at Master Cat who was looking at her with a pitiful expression. She reached out and took his hand, "Sit down."

  "Yes." The old cat hurriedly sat down and remained silent without a word.

  Feng Ao knew that he had something on his mind and didn't ask any more questions. Liuxing was upset because there was no honey sauce, and his mood was even more depressed. He looked at the food in front of him with infinite sadness, lowered his head, and ate silently without saying a word.