If you want to die, just squeeze it

  The tom cat listened to Feng Ao Tian's voice, his long eyes squeezed out a few tears, pouting and moving slowly towards her until he reached her side, lowering his head and staring at her.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him for a moment, then lowered her head, raised her hand, and lifted up his long pants. She saw that the kicked area was indeed swollen and red. She thought to herself, "I also kicked him earlier, why didn't he look so pitiful back then?"

  She covered the kicked spot with her palm and gently rubbed it, looking up at him, "Does it still hurt?"

  "Hmm." The tom cat nodded slightly, gazing at Feng Ao Tian. At this moment, his heart was extremely excited, but on the surface, he still maintained a pitiful appearance.

  Mu Hanjin and Lan Xuan sat motionlessly on one side, each silently sipping their tea without saying a word. They were naturally aware that Cat Butler was pretending, his abilities they had all witnessed before, how could he be so fragile?

  However, looking at the emperor's favoritism towards him, they were still uncomfortable in their hearts. After all, for the emperor, Cat Gonggong was a person by her side, and the days he spent with her far exceeded theirs. Moreover, there seemed to be an unshakeable trust between them that others couldn't intervene. They were quite resentful of this, but they had no choice. Who made them experience pain and sweetness with her?

  Not from the beginning of mutual understanding, but from the start of exchanging hearts. So they can only admire from afar. Mu Hanjin believes that one day he will walk into her heart and become the person she cares about most. Death is not scary, what's scary is whether the people you love can put you deep in their hearts after you die.

  He is not weak, but wants to have and grasp more, hoping that in his remaining days, he can be by her side, do things for her, rather than just bringing her worry and heartache.

  Lan Xuan understood that the meaning of his existence was to do his part well, so that she would have fewer worries and troubles. In this way, he felt that he had at least a little bit of value.

  Feng Ao Tian gently rubbed his eyes, looking at him with red eye sockets, and couldn't help but pause, "What's wrong with you again?"

  "Master..." The cat, Gonggong, was moved. When had he started looking at her in a way that transcended the master-servant relationship? When had he started having strong possessive desires towards her? Feng Gonggong knew this, so he had him retreat from her side and go into seclusion, wanting to make himself clear about his own position. But what could be done? Over two years, his heart hadn't forgotten her in the slightest; instead, his longing for her grew more intense, bordering on madness.

  Feng Ao Tian let out a soft sigh, got up helplessly, and gently patted his back, "From now on, I won't kick you, I'll just push you, that's settled."

  The old cat listened to her not-so-comforting words, burst into laughter, and wiped away the tears that had not yet dried from the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief. He nodded in response, then turned around and said, "I'll go prepare dinner for my master, and I'll add another set of bowls and chopsticks."

  Feng Ao Tian listened to his sour tone, and with a casual push, he sent him stumbling forward. The eunuch didn't mind, but instead slowly walked out of the imperial bedroom.

  Mu Hanjin raised his eyes, gazing at Feng Ao Tian, thinking that he would be able to have such a carefree relationship with the Emperor one day, and he too would die without regret.

  Feng Ao Tian raised his hand and knocked on his forehead, slowly leaning in, "What are you thinking?"

  "It's just that I feel envious seeing the Emperor and Cat Imperial Highness together." Mu Hanjin put down the teacup in her hand, then raised it again to place Feng Ao Tian's hand on her palm, gently kneading it.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him with this expression and asked with a smile, "Are you jealous?"

  "There is something." Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and said in a warm voice.

  "Grandfather likes you to eat vinegar." Feng Ao Tian leaned forward again and lightly pecked at the corner of his mouth.

  Lan Yun Shu was already used to this, but as soon as he walked out of the inner hall, Mu Han Yao looked at the intimate scene in front of him with a cold glint in his eyes, and his heart wasn't feeling right.

  Mu Hanjin's lips curled up in a faint smile, and he suddenly felt that perhaps he had been too greedy. Wasn't this what he had initially hoped for? He suddenly realized that when you get what you've been longing for, you'll inevitably long for even more, truly, the heart is never satisfied.

  Feng Ao Tian raised her eyes and saw Mu Han walking towards her, his middle garment was specially prepared for him, a pure black satin that fit tightly on his lean body. He still looked upright and cold, although she knew he was very tired now, but from afar, he seemed like an immortal sculpture, exuding an aura of invincibility and sharpness.

  Mu Hanjin turned his gaze, also staring at Mu Han Yao. During the two Huai periods, he only had a few words with his elder brother. Now that his elder brother was back in the capital, he was naturally delighted.

  Mo Han Yao had already noticed Mo Han Jin's head full of silver hair, he was full of doubts, but still didn't reveal a hint of surprise, because he understood Mo Han Jin, since he could face himself so calmly, he no longer cared about the silver hair.

  He stepped forward and saluted Feng Ao Tian, saying, "Your subject greets Your Majesty!"

  Feng Ao Tian raised his hand, grasped hers, and gently pulled her to sit beside him. She looked at him, "It's been half a month since we last met, you've put on weight, but you look thinner than before."

  "I'm fine." Mo Han was not quite used to the current familiarity, and with Mo Han Jin and Lan Xuan Shu present, he felt even more uncomfortable. As a result, his already cold and expressionless face became even more 'gloomy'.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him with a good laugh, and in order to let him relax a bit, he said, "Have a good rest tonight, attend the early court tomorrow, and after the early court, follow me to the armory, let you see how my latest crafted weapon is?"

  "Yes." Mu Han Yao listened to Feng Ao Tian's words and also became interested, then asked, "Your Majesty, the stolen weapons from the armory are now in what place?"

  Yu Zhou. Feng Ao Tian held his hand all along, gently stroking through the bandaged cloth.

  Mochan Yao has now shifted all his attention to this weapon, so he didn't mind Feng Ao Tian's movements. He furrowed his sword-like eyebrows and said, "This Yu Zhou and Bian Guan are only separated by a mountain, they will smuggle the weapon into Yu Zhou, is that it?"

  "Hmm." Feng Ao Tian nodded and said, "However, people have already been sent to keep watch. I believe it won't be long before we find out where the weapons are hidden."

  "Has His Majesty made preparations?" Mu Han thought that with Feng Ao Tian's 'nature', she must have made two-handed preparations.

  "Hmm." Feng Ao Tian nodded, "This Ministry of War is just a smokescreen set up by me. In reality, the latest military equipment, I have secretly established an arsenal."

  "So that's what you're doing, wanting to catch all the hidden tricks with Feng Guo in one net?" Mu Han Yao also understood, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him, "Hmph, besides me, who else have you smiled at? I've got everything recorded here. Later, smile for me first, then you can rest."

  Mù Hán listened from afar and hastily reined in his smile, wondering how many times he had laughed. He himself couldn't remember either.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him, turned his gaze, and winked at Mu Han Jin. Mu Han Jin's mouth curved into a shallow smile, then he looked at Mu Han Yao, "Big brother, let's go back to the manor with me."

  "Hmm." Mu Han nodded and looked at Mu Han Jin, "Does your mother know about this?"

  "I don't know yet." Mu Hanjin said with a smile on his face as he shook his head.

  Feng Ao Tian grasped Mu Han Jin's hand, "Don't worry, I will definitely find an antidote, and won't let you die."

  Mu Han's eyes sparkled, and now he really couldn't bear to die. However, the emotional curse had continued for thousands of years, and was the only poison unique to the Wind Clan. Since entering the Wind Clan, it had already been administered, penetrating deep into his bones. How could there be a solution?

  Mu Han was taken aback, he knew that Mu Han Jin had many secrets that she had never told him about. But now, at this point, many things were probably beyond repair.

  The old cat walked in with a bowl of medicine, glanced at Mu Han Yao beside Feng Ao Tian, and his eyes flashed with a hint of provocation before piling on a smile. He leaned close to Feng Ao Tian's face and said, "Master, it's time for your meal."

  "Good." Feng Ao Tian looked at him, stood up, took the medicine from his hand and drank it all in one gulp. Holding Mu Han Yao's hand, he walked forward.

  Mu Hanjin and Lan Xuan followed behind, the four of them sat around the table. Feng Ao Tian looked at the cat butler beside him, "You can sit down too."

  "It's just a humble servant standing here," said the cat official in a soft voice. "Now, it's not the time for a humble servant like me to sit down. In the master's eyes, there are all sorts of dazzling 'flowers', and they can't possibly notice a mere blade of grass like me."

  Feng Ao Tian's mouth twitched, thinking that he really held a grudge. She continued to echo, "That's also the case, then you can stand."

  "Yes." The old cat's mouth twitched at the corner, and the sound of grinding teeth could be heard, forcing out a single word.

  Feng Ao Tian no longer paid attention to him, and instead turned his gaze towards Mu Han Yao, picked up some dishes and placed them in front of him. Then, he ladled soup for the three of them separately, "Let's eat."

  She didn't know why she had formed such a habit, naturally and smoothly picking dishes for the people at the table. This action made her feel that she had really shed the shadow of her past life, and now she had merged into this body, accepting the rules of this world.

  Mu Hanjin placed a dish of Phoenix Proud of Heaven beside her bowl. "Your Majesty, have some more."

  "Hmm." Feng Ao Tian nodded, smiling at him.

  The old cat was arranging dishes for Feng Ao Tian, and with a sour face, he glared at Mu Hanjin. Alas, he arranged the dishes for her, but why didn't she even give him a smile? It's as if she really treated him like grass, or an insignificant weed that can't be seen.

  Feng Ao Tian raised his eyes and saw that Cat Gong Gong was pouting with a look of dissatisfaction, the corner of his mouth hooked up, "Open your mouth."

  The old cat was taken aback, thinking that Feng Ao Tian had discovered her little thoughts, and hurriedly opened his mouth. Feng Ao Tian stuffed the dish he was holding into his mouth, "Eat."

  "Hmm." The cat nodded, but as soon as he took a bite, tears streamed down his face and he glared at Feng Ao Tian, knowing that the servant didn't like spicy food, yet he had stuffed his mouth with chili peppers.

  Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow, looking at his appearance, genuinely delighted, but still with a cold face, asked, "What's wrong, doesn't it taste good?"

  "Mm-hmm." The tom cat nodded, rolling his eyes, and swallowed a mouthful of chili peppers before rushing out.

  Feng Ao Tian pulled his wrist over and handed him the soup in his hand, "Drink."

  The old cat hastily picked it up, took a sip, and panted heavily, staring at Feng Ao Tian with a resentful gaze, unable to say anything or scold.

  Feng Ao Tian continued to use the chopsticks as if nothing had happened, while Mu Han Yao watched him play a prank on Master Cat with a glint of dim light in his eyes, but he didn't say a word.

  Feng Ao Tian placed the dish in a distant bowl of Mu Han Yao, "Eat some more."

  "Yes." Mu Han Yao replied remotely.

  After dinner, Mu Hanjin and Lan Xuan took the lead in saying goodbye, Feng Ao Tian nodded slightly and reminded Mu Hanjin a few words before seeing them off.

  The cat's lips, originally 'beautiful' and 'lively', are now even more 'vibrant'. He stares at Feng Ao Tian with a look of grievance on his face.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him and couldn't help but smile, "Looks like you won't need to apply lip balm in the future."

  The tomcat let out a cold hum, then turned around and strode away from the imperial bedroom.

  Feng Ao Tian turned his gaze towards Mu Han Yao and asked, "Are you tired now?"

  "It's okay." Mu Han Yao looked at the grand hall, now empty except for the two of them, and also shed some of his majesty. He turned to look at Feng Ao Tian.

  Feng Ao Tian smiled shallowly at him, "Give me a smile."

  Mu Han Yu's eyes widened slightly, and he stared at Feng Ao Tian's face. He raised his hand, gently stroking it, and replied in a low voice, "I couldn't smile."

  Feng Ao Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, "Can't laugh?"

  "Hmm." Mu Han nodded remotely, and now he really couldn't smile.

  Feng Ao Tian raised his hand, hooked up his chin, and the other hand had already reached into his collar, stroking his tight waist and abdomen. Their eyes met, and he asked in a low voice, "If you don't smile, then something else will do."

  Mo Han raised his hand and pressed Feng Ao Tian's 'chaotic' moving hand on his own abdomen, with the other hand, he wrapped around Feng Ao Tian's waist and pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

  Feng Ao Tian widened his eyes and suddenly felt that he was the one who had been teasing him, how could he be counter-teased?

  The cat stood outside the main hall, looking at the scene inside, coughed a few times, then stepped into the hall, looked at Feng Ao Tian and said, "Master, your body can't handle too intense exercise now, be careful."

  Mù Hán Yáo also woke up with a start and quickly let go of Feng ào Tiān, then turned his gaze to stare in an unknown direction.

  Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow, glaring at him fiercely. "Of course I know." It's not like it's a big deal about Wei Shui's future or anything, she's not really a 'woman' yet, and it's just a little peck, not like they're actually going to do anything.

  The cat master looked at that, his heart called out in acid, hating to throw Mu Han Yao directly out. He twisted the handkerchief in his hand and looked at Feng Ao Tian, "Master, you should take a bath."

  Feng Ao Tian listened to his voice, turned around and looked at Mu Han Yao, "You go wait in the inner hall for me."

  "Yes." Mu Han Yao replied, his face somewhat unnatural in color. Unbeknownst to him, every time he gazed at her like this, he couldn't help but feel an overwhelming urge to kiss her.

  Feng Ao Tian got up and went to take a bath.

  The cat looked at Mu Han Yao with a glance, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. Alas, it seems that the men around the master are one more ruthless than the other.

  He twisted his waist and followed Feng Ao Tian into the screen, went forward, helped Feng Ao Tian take off her dragon robe, personally untied the belt on her body, when he saw that 'chest' part, he also had a kind of unbearable sight, sighed in his heart, too small, really too small, no good, must grow up.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at his disgusted expression and then stepped into the bathtub, staring at him, "You do it yourself."

  "This humble servant greets Master." The cat butler hastily retracted his gaze, then stepped forward, gently pinching her shoulders with just the right amount of force.

  Feng Ao Tian narrowed his eyes, enjoying the massage, as Master Cat's long fingers slid over her skin as soft as a peach. He moved downwards until he reached her chest, and asked in a probing tone, "Master, would you like me to give you a little squeeze?"

  "Want to die? Then squeeze." Feng Ao Tian opened his eyes and shot out a cold light.

  The old cat hurriedly smiled and moved away, "I don't want to die."

  He muttered to himself, even if he died, he had to climb onto his master's 'bed' first.

  After bathing, Feng Ao Tian stood up and stared at the small and pitiful 'chest' area, also sighing helplessly. When would it become plump?

  The old cat personally helped Feng Ao Tian tie his 'chest', and then said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, it will soon become plump."

  Feng Ao Tian nodded, "Mm."

  Feng Ao Tian wore a bright yellow changshan, stepped out from behind the screen, and caught sight of Mu Han Yao sitting upright on the soft couch, holding a book in his hand.

  He curled up the corner of his mouth, isn't he just a fool, what's good about him, who has such a temperament.

  Feng Ao Tian turned his gaze and looked at Cat Gong Gong, "Withdraw."

  "Yes." The eunuch reluctantly looked back at Feng Ao Tian three times, then turned and left the imperial bedroom. He stood outside the grand hall, hung his head, sighed, and finally turned to leave.

  Si Xi looked at Master Cat with a worried expression and shook his head helplessly.

  Feng Ao took the book from his hand and said, "Go to bed."

  "Yes." Mu Han raised her eyes, looking at her. After just bathing, she emitted a faint fragrance, and her raven-black hair was tied with a silk ribbon, with a few strands falling on her chest. She had lost some of her coldness and gained more serenity.

  Feng Ao Tian got onto the dragon bed, looking at Feng Yin Qi beside her, stretched out her hand and stroked his face, this had already become her habit every night before sleep. Then she turned to look at Mu Han Yao, "And who knows when he'll wake up."

  "Your Majesty, Wang will wake up." Mu Han stepped forward and sat beside her, unexpectedly taking the initiative to hold her in his arms. He thought to himself that this was the second time he wanted to hold her in his arms, the first being when she found out about Feng Gonggong's passing, and this time, seeing Feng Xue'er's divine injury.

  Phoenix proudly leaned against his chest, savoring the unique masculine scent emanating from him. A smile played on her lips as she pushed him onto the bed, pounced on top of him, and lowered her head to kiss his lips. Her hands forcefully tore open his shirt, caressing his robust body, while her tongue teased him.

  His cold eyes were shrouded in a layer of mist, he reached out and wrapped his hands around Feng Ao Tian's slender waist, wanting to turn her over and press her under him. However, by his ear, he heard Feng Ao Tian's cold voice, "Don't move."

  Mo Han could only hold back, stiffly and forcefully enduring the unbearable feeling that was about to drive him mad. He panted heavily, exhaling thick breaths, and his body involuntarily broke out in a thin layer of sweat, emitting a unique masculine scent.

  Feng Ao Tian nibbled on his lips, kissing his chin, and smiled shallowly. Because of his recent busy schedule, there was a layer of stubble on his face, which he had only simply shaved off earlier. Now, it could still be felt.

  Mo Han raised his eyes, gazing at the sky, but still couldn't bear this heart-wrenching torture. He turned over, pinning her beneath him, lowered his head and domineeringly 'kissed' her 'lips'. However, he didn't dare to make any moves with his hands or feet, for being able to do so was already his limit.

  Feng Ao Tian raised his arms, hooked around his neck, actively meeting him, deepening this already overbearing and powerful 'kiss', until they both had no extra breath left, only then did they stop. Feng Ao Tian was panting heavily, Mu Han Yao was the same.

  Her phoenix eyes flashed a bright light, hooking up the green silk in front of his chest, her fingers stroking his ancient bronze-colored skin, "Sleep."

  He still held his breath as he slowly got up, his cold eyes gleaming with a hint of light, and then reached out to pull her into his arms. "Your Majesty, I..."

  "Hmm." Feng Ao Tian replied indifferently.

  "Your Majesty..." Mu Han Yao wanted to speak but stopped midway.

  "What's wrong?" Feng Ao Tian raised his eyes and met his 'perplexed' gaze.

  "I did this, I don't know if it's right or wrong." Mu Han knew what he and she meant to each other, but now...he didn't dare confirm whether his heart would be shaken because of her.

  Feng Ao Tian leaned on his sturdy arm, "Since it's done, don't regret it."

  Admiring the cold and distant, he was stunned, yes, regardless of right or wrong, he had done it, and didn't think about it anymore, letting his own heart be so unrestrained, perhaps one day he would take it back.

  The two of them hugged each other and fell asleep peacefully with their eyes closed.

  Mu Hanjin and Lan Xichen walked extremely slowly, for some reason, feeling that tonight's time passed particularly slowly.

  "What are you thinking?" Lan Jingxue turned around and looked at him, asking.

  "I'm thinking of my older brother." Mu Hanshen replied without hiding anything.

  "I am too." Lan Jingxue smiled and replied, "Mu Ge seems to have fallen into it as well."

  "Hmm." Mu Hanjin also sensed the change in Mu Han Yao. As for whether it was good or bad, he didn't know. After all, the Mu family now only had two males left, and if something were to happen to his older brother as well, then the Mu family would have no one to inherit their legacy.

  Lan Yun sighed and said, "Have you thought it through? When we return to the manor with Mu Ge, how will you 'explain' things to Old Madame?"

  "Hmm." Mu Hanjin looked at him, "To be honest, Mother will understand."

  "Sometimes I feel that heaven is really playing a joke." Lan Jing Shu raised her eyes, gazing at the night scene, and chuckled softly.

  "It's been a long time since we've had a drink together, hasn't it?" Mu Hanjin looked at him and asked in a low voice.

  "Yes, why don't we drink a few more cups?" Lan Xiu also came with enthusiasm and said with a smile.

  "Good." Mu Hanjin looked at him and said.

  The two of them looked at each other and smiled, then went to the Qingxuan Palace, where they set up a wine table under the moonlight, chatting idly while drinking.

  Le Qi Guo, Ye Mei Xi Since they had watched a good show, there was no need to linger. He ordered his men to prepare for departure the next day and return to their country. Before leaving, he went to Furong Pavilion, where he could find her shadow.

  The old procuress saw Ye Weixi from afar and hurriedly came to greet her, smiling as she said, "Night Concubine Ye, please, Master has something for me to give you."

  At night, Mei Hui was taken aback for a moment, and she knew that since he had been there before, Yue Qi Guo's whereabouts would not escape her attention. His eyebrows were smiling, his handsome face even more charming and captivating. He went up to the fourth floor and saw Xing Wu Yun still lying lazily on the recliner.

  He stepped forward, "Young Master Xing, it's been a long time."

  Xing Wuyun savored his tea, then turned to glance at Ye Weixiao, smiling faintly. "You've arrived just in time. She wouldn't let me drink wine in the Furan Pavilion, but now that you're here, I can satisfy my craving."

  "Tomorrow I'll set out on my journey back home," said Ye Mei with a faint smile. "Tonight, why not drink a few cups with me?"

  Xing Wuyun hastily came over with enthusiasm, got up from his recliner, stood in front of him, and gestured with his hand, "Please!"

  "Please!" Ye Mei Xi also raised her hand, and the two of them sat down with a pleasant smile.

  The old procuress walked up to Ye Weixiao with a small box, "Night Servant Concubine, this is what the master has instructed me to give you."

  "Go prepare some wine and dishes." Ye Mei Xi said in a low voice after taking over the box.

  "Yes." The old procuress replied, and immediately turned around and left.

  Yè mèi huì fǔ 'mō' zhe nà xiá zi, níng shì liáng jiǔ, bù yuàn dǎ kāi.

  English Translation:

  The night demon gently stroked the box, gazing at it for a long time, unwilling to open it.

  Xing Wuyun also curiously stared at the box, following his gaze for a while, "Open it and take a look."

  Ye Mei Xing finally came back to her senses, her eyes sparkling with a smile, like a spring water, unable to express the tenderness in her heart. She carefully opened the box and was surprised to find a painting inside. As she unfolded it, tears streamed down her face, and her hands trembled as she reached out to touch it.

  The picture depicts the 'flower' of osmanthus, but that's not all. Upon closer inspection, there is another mystery to it, which is that this osmanthus 'flower' is formed by gathering 9,000 characters.

  Xing Wuyun looked at the painting, her mouth slightly pursed. She was indeed good at winning people's hearts, and had come up with such a clever move. He took the wine cup in distaste, tilted his head back and drank a cup, suddenly feeling that the wine didn't taste right. He pressed his lips tightly together, she had really changed her own tastes, how could she think that drinking tea was more comfortable?

  Looking at the box, there was a secret letter inside, which read: "Legend has it that Emperor Yu of Xia died on his southern tour in Cangwu. His two consorts, Ehuang and Nüying, searched for him everywhere along the Xiang River but never found him. The two consorts cried day and night until their tears turned to blood and they died from grief. They were later deified as spirits. Later, someone discovered that their spirits merged with Emperor Yu's spirit into one, transforming into a tree of love. The leaves of this tree open during the day and close at night, symbolizing the love between husband and wife. From then on, people often used the tree to represent eternal love. This painting was personally painted by me for you, hoping that you can understand my intentions and take care of yourself. I am waiting for you."

  Xing Wuyun took the letter from his hand, looked at the words on it, and handed it to Ye Yanxi's hand, "Are you very moved?"

  The night demon's tears flowed ceaselessly, a smile playing on the corners of his mouth as he stroked the words on the secret letter again and again. "I was afraid she would forget me, but now I will no longer have any worries or concerns, for she will be waiting for me."

  Xing Wuyun let out a cold snort, and for the first time, a look of envy, jealousy, and hatred appeared on his stunningly handsome face. Why hadn't she ever given him such a moving painting?

  He then took another sip and suddenly felt it was extremely unpalatable. He let out a low growl, "Get me a better wine, how can this wine be so undrinkable?"

  "Master Xing, this is a thirty-year-old 'girl' red wine, specially prepared by the master for you." The old procuress said on the side.

  Xing Wuyun was taken aback at first, then looked at the old procuress and said, "So she doesn't even allow me to drink?"

  "The master said that he knows you have a strong fondness for wine and also like to force kisses on others after drinking, so he had the servant not let you drink. However, since the night attendant is here tonight, the master says to reluctantly let you have some, but don't ruin the mood of the night attendant and yours." The old procuress replied truthfully from the side.

  Xing Wuyun's mouth twitched, this vengeful Feng Ao Tian, he had always been good at drinking, but somehow every time he got drunk, he would 'kiss' her, how could he not see that he didn't 'kiss' others?

  Yè Mèi Xī looked at Xiāng Wú Yún and said, "Hey, every time you get drunk, do you really like to 'kiss' people?"

  "No." Xing Wuyun flatly denied it, "That was just an accident."

  Ye Mei Xiang is now in a great mood, carefully putting the painting away like a treasure, placing it in a box. Then he raises his cup and looks at Xing Wu Yun, "Good wine is fine, but one can't be greedy."

  Xing Wuyun suddenly lost interest and looked at Ye Hui with a scowl, finding fault in everything about him. He then waved his hand and said, "I'm not drinking anymore."

  Ye Mei Xi didn't get angry, but instead smiled with her eyebrows and eyes as she drank three cups by herself. Then she stood up and said, "I'll take my leave first."

  Xing Wuyun waved his hand and said, "We'll meet again someday."

  Ye Mei Hui turned around and left the Furan Pavilion, holding the box in his hand, which contained all his hopes and long-awaited expectations. He had to ascend to that position and then return to her side.

  Xing Wuyun watched as Ye Mei Xi left, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. He looked at Wei Zimo opposite him and said, "Well, isn't that just great."

  Wei Zimo looked at Xing Wuyun, his eyes shot out a cold light and disdain, then turned around and left.

  Xing Wuyun lowered his head, looking at the 'girl' red in front of him, and couldn't help but exclaim, "In the past, this wine was quite delicious to him, but today, how did it become so hard to drink?"

  The next day, Feng Ao Tian got up and went to the Grand Temple with Mu Han Yao after washing up. Mu Han Jin and Lan Xuan Shu were already standing outside the Grand Temple wearing official robes.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at Mu Han Jin who was still wearing a purple official robe and smiled, "Come in, all of you."

  "Yes." Mu Hanjin and Lan Xuan responded in unison, then stepped inside.

  The old cat has already prepared breakfast, then walked to the side of Feng Ao Tian, handed her the soup and medicine, she still drank it all, then looked at them, "After having breakfast, go to court."

  "Yes." The three men's faces turned serious and they replied in unison.

  After finishing the quiet early meal, he walked towards the Golden Hall, Feng Ao Tian looked at Mu Han Jin, "I promised you, after I ascend to the throne, I will appoint you as the National Master. From today on, you can change back into your moon-white brocade robe, I like it more when you wear that color of clothes."

  "Yes." Mu Hanjin replied.

  Early in the morning, this was Mu Han's first time entering the Golden Hall after being separated for many years. He couldn't hide his excitement, standing below, gazing up at the emperor sitting upright on the high platform. It was hard for him to associate the person he had slept with the night before with the one now sitting on the throne.

  She wore a dragon robe, exuding an aura of inviolability and majesty that commanded respect, and for the first time, he felt a twinge of reverence from deep within.

  Feng Ao Tian issued a decree, formally appointing Mu Han Jin as the National Master of Feng Guo. From now on, he will no longer need to attend early court sessions. The reason for this will be announced later.

  This move caused a commotion in the hall, but intimidated by Feng's cold and stern gaze, they did not dare to speak out.

  After the early morning ended, Feng Ao Tian took Mu Han Yao to her secret arsenal, and Cat Gonggong stuck to Feng Ao Tian's side, pulling on her arm, "Master, slave also wants to go."

  "Hao Xue can only support two people." Feng Hao Tian said directly.

  "I'll go myself." The cat was heartbroken and looked at Feng Ao Tian, "Master, you're rejecting me?"

  Feng Ao looked at him with a headache, "Alright, no need for pride, we'll fly over, it's fine."

  "Uh-huh." The cat gentleman had just been on the verge of dying from sadness, but now he also 'exposed' joy, and then pulled Feng Ao Tian's arm, "Then let's go."

  Phoenix Arrogant Heaven turned her gaze, looking at Mu Han Yao, the three of them flew away from this place, which was a dense forest outside the suburbs of the capital city, 300 miles away. The three of them landed immediately, and Phoenix Arrogant Heaven led Mu Han Jin and Cat Public to walk into the dense forest, turning right past three forks in the road, then left past two more forks, and finally east past one fork, where they saw a steep cliff in front of them. She led the two of them closer to the cliff, raised her hand, aimed at the palm print on it, and gently pushed with her internal energy. Then, according to the five elements and eight trigrams' positions, she rotated once, and the cliff slowly opened up. Cat Public looked at the place in front of him, also showing surprise, while Mu Han Yao thought that being able to carve out such a secret passage on the cliff was truly a remarkable talent.

  "Master, when did you find this place?" The cat asked curiously beside him.

  "Three months ago." Feng Ao Tian looked at him, "It took two months to 'get it done'."

  "This is my first time seeing him." The cat followed Feng Ao Tian into the secret passage.

  Mu Han Yao followed closely behind, and the three of them walked forward along the narrow path. When they reached the front, they saw that it was pitch black inside, and there was no way out.

  Feng Ao Tian held onto the hands of Cat Gonggong and Mu Han Yao, then closed his eyes, standing in place, bringing the two to spin around, after a long while, he felt the ground beneath his feet moving, in an instant, Cat Gonggong and Mu Han Yao felt their bodies falling downwards, they opened their eyes, still surrounded by darkness, unable to see their own fingers when stretching out their hands.

  A chilly wind whistled past their ears, until the time of half a cup of tea, when the three finally landed on the ground. Feng Ao Tian stepped forward, knocking against one side of the stone wall, and saw the stone wall slowly open, revealing a ray of sunlight that shot in. The three people simultaneously closed their eyes, for this sunlight was quite dazzling.

  Feng Ao Tian walked out first, and saw two 'guards' standing on both sides, who were actually dark guards. The cat eunuch looked at the person beside him, and with one glance, he recognized that it was Hun. He raised an eyebrow, looking at Hun, his meaning very clear: how dare you have something to hide from him? Wait until they get back, see how he'll deal with you.

  He pretended not to see the sharp eyes of the cat, and then stepped forward, following Feng Ao Tian's side, "Master, the weapons have been forged, with 200,000 long guns, 300,000 short guns, 100,000 long knives, and 200,000 short knives."

  "Hmm." Feng Ao Tian nodded and then looked at Mu Han Yao behind him, "Follow me in to take a look, see if you're satisfied."

  "Yes." Mu Han Yao wore a silver armor, his face revealed a hint of curiosity, and followed Feng Ao Tian inside.

  The cat looked at the soul beside him with a vengeful gaze, then lifted his foot and trampled heavily on the soul's foot. The soul was in so much pain that he broke out in cold sweat, gritting his teeth and enduring it silently.

  The old cat finally let out a bit of air and hurried forward, holding onto Feng Ao Tian's arm, walking inward.

  After going in, it was even clearer at a glance.

  "All the best blacksmiths and craftsmen in the country have been gathered here. The ones from the Ministry of War are incomparable." Feng Ao Tian said, while walking forward, picking up a weapon to test its weight.

  She flicked her wrist, and the long spear in her hand flew towards Murong Yan. Murong Yan hastily retreated, dodged to the side, drew out the dagger at his waist, and began exchanging blows with Feng Ao Tian.

  The tom cat looked at this situation, and he couldn't help but want to go up and beat Mu Han Yao severely. Unfortunately, what he saw in front of him didn't look like a fight, but rather like flirting.

  He snatched a short gun from one side with a vinegar face, his body flashed, and he also attacked Mu Han Yao, extremely fast and unexpected.

  Feng Ao Tian hastily stopped, then landed on the ground, watching the two of them exchange blows with great interest. A flash of coldness flickered in her eyes as she lowered her head to inspect other weapons.

  The cat's martial arts skills were extremely high, and it was not inferior to Feng Ao Tian. However, Mu Han Yao was slightly inferior, and in less than a moment, the dagger in his hand was broken into two halves by the short gun.

  The cat turned around, and the gun was aimed at Mu Han Yao's neck. Feng Ao Tian hurriedly flew up, wrapped his arms around Mu Han Yao's waist, and dodged the cat's shot.

  The cat gentleman swung his short gun uninterestingly and 'inserted' it into the wall on one side, looking at Feng Ao Tian with a sorrowful expression.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him and said, "If you make another scene, you'll stay here and be my supervisor."

  Master, I just wanted to try out this weapon.

  Feng Ao Tian's shoulder leaned to one side, dodging the head that was leaning on his own shoulder, and then looked at Mu Han Yao, "How is this soldier?"

  Mu Han picked up the long spear beside him, its weight was just right, but its power was extremely good. He turned his gaze to Feng Ao Tian, "Your Majesty, this long spear doesn't seem like an ordinary one."

  "Hmm." Feng Ao Tian also took out a long spear and continued, "I added sharpness and flexibility to the original one, and..." As she spoke, she twisted the spear shaft, and the long spear turned into a short spear.

  Mu Han took the long spear from Feng Ao Tian's hand, which had already been shortened, and stroked it. He raised his eyes and revealed a delighted smile, "In this way, carrying it is quite convenient."

  "Hmm." Feng Ao Tian continued to open the gun head of his long spear, inside which was a short arrow. He looked at him and said, "Pressing here will allow the short arrow inside the gun head to be 'shot' out. In this way, even if it's close combat, you can kill with one hit."

  Mu Han nodded repeatedly, and with this method, not only did it maintain the original function of the long spear, but it could also be used in other ways. He raised his eyes to look at Feng Ao Tian, "Your Majesty, who came up with this method?"

  "Distant in the sky, near at hand." Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "Satisfied?"

  "Ah, very good, very good." Mu Han Yu couldn't help but stroke and caress her, then looked at her, "What about the other weapons?"

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him and said, "Don't be in a hurry, take your time."

  "Yes." Mu Han nodded and followed Feng Ao Tian to test the re-improved weapons one by one, thinking that this way, there would be fewer casualties.

  Digression

  Waaaahhh... Sorry about that... These past few days I've been posting a bit late... The usual time will be two updates... Hugs...

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  She complained that a certain part of his was not up to international standards, he questioned her ability to handle seven times in one night!

  He said "Try verifying it, how is it?"

  She said "To be comfortable, on the 'bed', to be refreshing, go to the bathroom, to be 'stimulating', walk on the balcony, don't be shy, come on, let's give the public a live broadcast!"

  "Master Zhai, various postures bring different pleasures, which one do you like?" A soft and weak hand gently patted his cheek.

  The man gently grasped her soft wrist, turned over and got on top of her, both of them fell to the ground, their four legs entwined together. The soft white blanket, the ambiguous lamp light, the sexy voice line "I prefer it... just do it here!"