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In his memory, Fengtian has never been in such a mess as he is now.

He just watched him trembling like this, without saying a word.

"The throne... Everyone knows that I want the throne, but they don't know that what I want is a person who loves and protects me. Because of this, I always mistakenly think that the person in my heart is protecting me since I was a child." Me, Brother Fang who helped me and stayed with me... But later, even he turned against me for the sake of helping Yin Yuan. Who do you want me to trust? Who do you want me to be sincere to?"

Fengtian has never dissected his fragility and blood for others to see like now. He calmed down for a moment, as if recalling a long-forgotten past, and then continued: "You must not imagine what I was like in childhood, thin and weak, Timid and gloomy. The emperor seems to have forgotten me, as if I never existed. In fact, I don't remember the appearance of my mother and concubine, and no one mentioned it in front of me.

"I was grounded every day, and my relatives were not allowed to visit in the palace. You may not believe it, but I didn't know that I had relatives until I was five years old. Even the little uncle can only see each other secretly by accompanying the emperor brother every time." I stayed by myself until the power of the Murong family disintegrated. In the end, I was still alone. No one could protect me, and I was surrounded by people who wanted me to die. They could insult me ​​and my concubine mother casually. In this world, only No one dares to offend those who sit on the throne. I understand this, and I am who I am today.

"Back when I met you and Fei Yu, I was actually jealous. You were dressed in rags and were starving to death, but you could still support each other, while I was well-clothed and well-fed, with a noble status, but I had nothing." After finishing speaking With this sentence, Fengtian closed his eyes, leaned against Mo Feiyun, and remained motionless, without saying a word.

The two of them just leaned against each other, reminiscing about what they had just said.There are ripples in each other's hearts because of each other's words, and they can't be calm for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, Fengtian sat up straight, looked at Mo Feiyun for a while, smiled and said: "I don't want you to pity me. Although I know what I want, I understand it very well. I don't understand, so I made a mistake. If you make a mistake, you will regret it when you understand it.”

Mo Feiyun frowned, and said in a cold tone, "Do you really think you understand?"

Fengtian was startled, and then said: "I will prove to you whether I am sincere to you or not!"

"How do you prove it? With your whole life? At the same time sacrifice my whole life?"

Fengtian paused, feeling confused.He didn't understand what Mo Feiyun was insisting on, and what was wrong?

Seeing that Fengtian lost his words, he looked confused.Mo Feiyun sighed, shook his head and said, "This time I'm here for the Southern Xinjiang matter, maybe there is something I can do. For the rest, let's talk about it after you think it through."

"..." Fengtian thought for a while, "Will you wait for me to figure it out?"

Seeing his frightened expression, Mo Feiyun nodded.

Fengtian immediately showed his face, and fixedly looked at Mo Feiyun's cheek.

Don't let him stare at him so intensely, Mo Feiyun is a little uncomfortable.But he didn't say anything, he just turned over and got off the bed, and started to put on his clothes.

Seeing that he was about to get up, Fengtian hurriedly got out of bed, and was about to call someone to come in to take care of the wash, but Mo Feiyun said, "Wu Shuang came with me."

Fengtian suddenly showed surprise, but he didn't attack.He turned sideways, nodded and said, "Well, you want to go there?"

Mo Feiyun looked at him, but didn't answer.Fengtian's reaction made him somewhat relieved, so he changed his words: "He doesn't seem to hate Yingji that much."

Fengtian looked back at him, slightly surprised.

Mo Feiyun didn't explain further, but Fengtian didn't ask more.The two took care of themselves and left the bedroom after washing up.

Fengtian watched Mo Feiyun walk away with the two eunuchs, and asked Huaixi beside him, "Did Yue Wushuang enter the palace with him last night?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. Later, the slaves didn't dare to disturb him, so they placed him in Luoxia Palace."

Fengtian nodded, "Go and prepare breakfast, something light and refreshing is fine."

Huaixi was stunned for a while, it was rare for Fengtian to take the initiative to order what kind of breakfast he wanted to have, and quickly said: "Yes! This servant will order people to prepare it!"

"Be more prepared." Fengtian seemed to be in a good mood, with a slight smile on his lips.

Huaixi kowtowed and hurried away.

Fengtian thought for a while, the air in the morning is fresh at this time, why not go to the imperial garden for breakfast, Mo Feiyun will come over later, just in time to eat together.

In fact, it is mostly due to Mu Xiao's credit that Fengtian can be so leisurely.He was about to go to war, but Fengtian's mood didn't improve, and the old foxes from the imperial court were nagging him, so the pressure was great.

In the name of fasting and bathing before the expedition, Mu Xiao wanted to rest for a few days.Fengtian is naturally happy to be at leisure, and doesn't care about anything.If there is any objection in the court, it will be handed over to Mu Xiao to take care of it.

试剑

Fengtian sat in the imperial garden for a while, but his mood suddenly drifted away.If he wanted to say that Yue Wushuang had nothing to do with Mo Feiyun, he would not believe it at all.Now that Mo Feiyun finally waited for him to give him a chance, Yue Wushuang, the sinner who made them miserable back then, must be eliminated.

But obviously, Mo Feiyun treated him unusually, if he really did something, it might be difficult to explain it clearly afterwards.He smiled unconsciously, Yue Wushuang had been in the arena for so many years, and he naively thought that he could beat him.

Fengtian had some considerations in his heart.Surprisingly, Yingji is really interested in Yue Wushuang and saves him a lot of trouble...

Thinking of this, Fengtian calmed down.At this time, Mo Feiyun was coming, Huaixi followed.

Mo Feiyun didn't expect Fengtian to be so leisurely and have free time to have breakfast in this imperial garden.

Fengtian said: "Sit."

Mo Feiyun didn't say much, and sat opposite Fengtian, the two of them were not close or far away.Huaixi backed away calmly.

There are only two of them left here.

"Since Yue Wushuang is here, let him accompany Yingji." Fengtian said suddenly.

Mo Feiyun looked up at him, but said nothing.

Seeing Mo Feiyun's reaction, Fengtian frowned, "Yingji likes him. I think you should know more or less."

"This is their business, there is no need for others to intervene."

Fengtian put down his chopsticks, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. "You are obviously inserted between the two of them, but why can you say so calmly that it has nothing to do with you?" Fengtian actually had another sentence behind: Could it be that you really can't let go of him?

But he couldn't say that.This kind of language is clearly not something he can say.Naturally, she also refused to admit that these were actually just simple jealousy.

Mo Feiyun looked up at him, calmly.

Fengtian turned his face away. After what happened last night and this morning, he couldn't stand the sight of Mo Feiyun more and more. In front of him.It's a very scary feeling.

"I just think that emotional matters can't always be forced."

Fengtian looked back at him fiercely, with mixed feelings in his heart, this sentence is not only about Yue Wushuang, right?

"..." Fengtian restrained his mind and turned to say, "Let's not talk about this. What do you think about attacking the southern border this time?"

Mo Feiyun nodded: "I guess, the Eighth Prince also has some influence in the Jianghu, and it is not difficult to collude with the cult in Southern Xinjiang. Now he is going to make trouble, I think, although the Jianghu people in Feiyu's hands cannot tolerate Be underestimated, but there must be an inside thief."

Fengtian nodded and smiled slightly.Sure enough, it was Mo Feiyun who could think of him together.

"Going to the southern border is naturally extremely dangerous. I don't think the previous assassination and sneak attack happened in a day or two. It is conceivable that the Demon Cult must have some vicious methods in their hands."

Fengtian nodded: "This is what I'm most worried about. Do you remember the martial arts conference back then? A small Tianxuanmen, with only a few pharmacists in southern Xinjiang, can surround a group of Jianghu masters. It's unbelievable. The reason why I insisted on personally conquering this battle is also because of some intentions.

"In the past few years, there have indeed been too many powerful sects in the Jianghu. If these forces collude, as long as there is a core, the country will be threatened. But if I win this trip, I can take over a lot of forces. Use it for yourself, and then in the name of clearing up and suppressing, abolishing part of the Jianghu forces can keep my country forever."

Mo Feiyun watched Fengtian finish speaking, with a proud and arrogant expression on his face, this is the attitude that a generation of emperors should have, noble and wise, very different from the young man who fainted from crying in his arms last night.In the end... which one is the real Hong She Fengtian?

Seeing Mo Feiyun looking at him with no expression, Fengtian smiled and said: "I will draw up the imperial decree later, when the time comes, you will still bring your army from the West Road, but this time, you must justify your name and announce it to the world! "

Mo Feiyun frowned suddenly, he never thought of returning to the court to take up an official position, let alone staying.

"I never thought about coming back to work." Mo Feiyun said bluntly.

Fengtian was stunned for a while, and was silent for a while. "I know. It's okay to hang a military rank at that time."

Mo Feiyun didn't speak.

"I don't have anything important today, I just wait for the battle, how about we exchange ideas later?" It was rare that Fengtian was so energetic that he thought of practicing sword.In fact, he hadn't used that black iron sword for a long time.

Sometimes he took it out to wipe it, and wanted to loosen his muscles and bones, but he didn't know who to ask to practice with him. Everything on the battlefield in the past was like a memory that was not far or near.There are endless things to do every day, and there are endless memorials to be approved every day.

Now that Mo Feiyun was sitting in front of him, he had some different thoughts.Who else in this world can compare with Mo Feiyun's sword.