This marriage contract is ridiculous!

Only oneself is restricted, and the person who closes the thread at the other end doesn't know who it is, and he is locked in the cage of this marriage contract, whether to put it in or to collect it all in the thoughts of others!

"Mama Ming, you go back first, if He Xia wants to tell me something about Xiuningzhai, it will be later. Mo Xuetong forcibly suppressed the pain in her heart, raised her head and said in a dumb voice.

At this time, she only felt powerless, her heart was full of all tastes, she couldn't tell whether it was distress, sadness or hopeless helplessness, that feeling of powerlessness surged into her heart like a tide, and layers of coldness drowned her, making her mind blank, not knowing where she was going next.

"Miss, Madame is also afraid that you will know about the victimization, so she hid it from you, not that she doesn't love you, Madame...... It's also very bitter!" Mama Ming said worriedly.

"Go down. Mo Xuetong waved her hand weakly, now she just wanted to be quiet.

Seeing that her face was pale and bloody, and her expression was indifferent, Mama Ming and a few maids glanced at each other, and they all saw the burden in each other's eyes.

Everyone had to retreat, and Mo Lan carefully closed the window for her.

Mo Xuetong has been shrinking in the corner, sitting down with her knees hugged, the quilt is randomly piled at her feet, the lights in the room have been blown out, she looked at the dark sky outside the window in a daze, her heart fluttered, she felt that the blood of her whole body was solidified, and the cold night of spring, the cold slowly hit her body.

It's just that all this is not as cold as the coldness in her heart, there seems to be a big hole there, faith or support, all this is really meaningless!

In my memory, the woman who always gently calls herself "Pupil, Pupil" seems to be getting farther and farther away from herself, and the face that is gentle with a little sick and weak, but still loves herself, is a little blurred, and it seems to have been frozen there, and the ice seals everything that can be intertwined with light and shadow.

With a tear-like stinging pain!

Faintly, slowly becoming intense!

She stretched out her hand to cover her lips, and a mouthful of blood spit out without symptoms, through the clear light outside the window, the red with a poignant blood color, just so clearly fell in front of her eyes, the plain calmness in front of her was broken, the beautiful eyes slowly swelled with redness, tears fell coldly one by one, dripping on the hands full of blood, sliding on the plain white dress, as if it was a blooming red plum.

And she looks more like the spark that rushed to the sky when the flame was in the air, burning the infatuation she once had, burning her last life, and burning all her expectations......

In that life, she just wanted to marry a husband who loved her, and she just wanted to live a peaceful life, but she didn't know how to study the vow made by her mother and let Mama Ming, watching that young life slowly become cold in her arms, and her once lovely eyes could no longer be opened, and that pain broke through all her reason.

The fire ignited by her own hands engulfed everything she had, and she was desperate to think about dragging two sluts to bury her, but in the end she was the only one who died, and in the memory the two of them mocked, sneering faces were right in front of her, watching her struggle in pain in the flames, wailing in pain......

She vowed to pull the pair of sluts into the eighteenth layer of hell together, willing to use her soul as an oath to avenge her mother, her children, and herself, and at the last moment of her life, she only hated herself for being too weak, believing in people too much, and being reborn for a lifetime, she wanted to send the pair of dog men and women to hell and let them taste her pain too.

These days, there has always been a kind of fire and pain intertwined in her chest, burning and hurting at the same time, she knows that it is hatred, so deep, so hate, is firmly suppressed by her in the bottom of her heart.

was reborn, she never thought that whether it was in her previous life or in this life, the one who deceived her the most was her favorite mother, the mother she swore to protect, and the mother she wanted to avenge her......

This makes her feel embarrassed!

Tears couldn't stop flowing down in the dark, she sat in the corner with her knees crossed, her hands around herself, but she still felt cold, felt pain, the pain and coldness from her bones made her body tremble slightly, biting her lip tightly, in order to suppress the real pain and coldness that surged in her heart.

It was as if he was immersed in cold water, and his whole consciousness seemed to be unblocked by the impact of ice......

At this time, she would rather not know anything, know everything, and it is good to fall into hell forever!

"Hitomi, Hitomi, what's wrong with you?" In the fog of pain, she almost lost all her senses, and suddenly fell into a warm embrace, a familiar voice with a little impatience, the usual confusion and laziness with anxiety and anger, and her body was shaken sharply.

Mo Xuetong tried hard to open her eyes, piercing through a gray lifeless white mist, and the pupil light of her eyes fell on a face that was extremely handsome and demonic.

"Hitomi, pupil!" Seeing that her expression was wrong, Feng Jueran quickly reached into his arms, took out a jade bottle from his arms, opened the lid casually, threw it aside, poured out a medicine from it, opened her teeth that were clenched on her lower lip with her hands, and fed the medicine into her mouth.

It's just that his eyes are still blank, and he looks at the handsome face in front of him with concern.

"Let's go, I don't want to see you!" Hu'er, Mo Xuetong said coldly, pushed his hand away, stubbornly turned the bottom of the bed, and let the tears in his eyes slip through the darkness.

"I'll accompany you!" Feng Jueran stretched out her hand to pull her face, carefully wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for her, frowned slightly, and her spring-like eyes made Mo Xuetong feel more and more sour nose, so gentle, she longed for it in her previous life, and she looked forward to it in this life, but she didn't deserve it, she didn't deserve it!

"I don't want you to accompany me, you go!" Mo Xuetong pushed him away again, her lips were pursed, there was no trace of a smile, and her face was indescribably cold and sparse, "His Royal Highness King Xuan, we don't have anything to do with each other, you appear in the boudoir here at this time, and your name is not right." ”

"What's the matter, Bai Yihao provoked you?" Feng Jueran stared at her, stretched out his hand to brush a strand of messy hair that fell on her cheeks behind her ear, and asked softly, Mo Xuetong wanted to avoid it sideways, but was pinched by his hand on her chin, and had to bite her lip and look at him stubbornly for a while.

"No!" she said sullenly, reaching out to push him, but he grabbed her hand, and the blood on his hand suddenly covered his eyes.

Feng Jue's face changed, and her dark eyes rolled with bloodthirsty anger in the night, and she grabbed her hand and asked, "What's the matter, say!"

"I'm fine. Mo Xuetong said coldly, not knowing what to say for a while, she only avoided his hand and turned her head sideways.

"If you don't say it, I don't mind taking you in my arms now to ask your father. Feng Jueran stood up violently, his strong body became full of pressure, and he suddenly picked up Mo Xuetong's slender body, turned around and walked out.

"Don't go, don't go!" Seeing that he was really going to go out, Mo Xue was anxious, reached out to hold his head, twisted his body sharply, and wanted to break free from his embrace, but his strong arms hugged her tightly, and he didn't allow her to struggle at all, ignored her, and strode out.

In the middle of the night, a woman who had not left the pavilion was held in his arms in thin clothes, if he broke into the house like this again, would he still want to be a man! In the last life, he ended up because his reputation was ruined......

The suffocating pain in her heart instantly broke through her reason, Mo Xuetong cried almost uncontrollably, and beat him hard: "Don't go, don't go!" I don't know where the power came from, she opened her teeth and bit down on the chest in front of her, so hard, as if she wanted to bite off all her hatred and all her pain.

Feng Jueran's chest hurt, her body tensed involuntarily, she looked down at her crying eyes, afraid that her teeth would hurt, and slowly relaxed, let her bite desperately, turned around and hugged her to the edge of the bed and sat down, watching her body tremble constantly, the stiff trembling made her tense all over, and the tingling pain in her chest reminded him how hard she worked.

It was only when the smell of rust came out of her mouth that she relaxed a little.

"Hitomi, be good, don't bite, beware of hurting your teeth. With a hint of pampering in his ears, there was some familiar laziness in the tenderness, and even some playful smiles.

Who is it, so loved her, so sweet, so gentle!

Mo Xuetong raised her eyes blankly, looking at the handsome young man in front of her in a daze, her eyes were slowly covered with mist, condensed into tears and slowly fell from the bottom of her eyes, and a drop fell on his chest, reflecting the faint blood color there.

"Hitomi, don't worry, no matter who you are, you can't be at your mercy, because you will soon become my wife, my princess, and I will never let you be so wronged and sad in the future. Feng Jueran smiled softly, reached out to wipe the crystal tears from the corners of her eyes, and kissed her gently on her forehead, gentle as water.

Looking at his serious and gentle face, where there is his persistence, why should he bother so much to coax a woman, Mo Xue's eyebrows were rare with warmth, he bit his lip lightly, raised his tearful eyes, and his heart was full of whims, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

"Do you want to say that you have a marriage contract?" Feng Jueran stared at her eyes slightly, and said seriously.

Mo Xuetong's eyes widened suddenly, stunned.

"Don't be afraid, your father once told me about your marriage contract, but it was child's play, saying that if you are fifteen years old and you are not married, you don't have to take it seriously. Feng Jueran ignored the surprised expression on her face, her voice was soft, and she kissed her forehead lovingly, "I don't care who that person is, but I will not let people ruin our family affairs, and I will not let you bear unnecessary injuries, even if that person is Bai Yihao." ”

His tone was ordinary, and there was endless pampering in his eyes, as if he was just talking about an ordinary thing, even if she was at a loss, she couldn't help but be slightly moved, and her hand involuntarily wrapped around his waist, facing Bai Yihao, she had a desperate fear, such a person, can it really be defeated!

That kind of fear even made her unable to remember how Feng Jueran knew about it.

"That person is really terrifying," she said involuntarily, halfway through her words, she bit the bottom of her lip, she couldn't hurt Feng Jueran, although the two of them didn't fight directly in the previous life, but when Bai Yihao became Emperor Yan, Feng Jueran was still in the land of Nanban, and he didn't even know whether he was alive or dead.

"Could it be that Hitomi will be afraid of him, will let him easily get what he wants, will let him marry if he wants to, and throw away if he doesn't want to marry?" Feng Jue's eyes were clear like a clear spring under the bright sun, and like a deep and secluded ancient pool, with a lazy smile, he reached out to put her down on the bed, covered her with a quilt, patted her back, and said softly.

Mo Xue's pupils were flushed with blushing and her weak eyes slowly put away her tears, how could she be, she was reborn in one life, not to be at the mercy of others, for herself, for the people around her, she must not lose, in the previous life, she lost a defeat, in this life, how could she be defeated like this.

"Don't worry, the piece of paper with the marriage contract won't appear, there will be no Bai Yihao's proposal to marry, and no one will know about this former marriage contract. Feng Jue's extremely beautiful face was graceful and calm, her eyes flashed, and she smiled leisurely, not showing the slightest burden.

With a shallow smile, the whole person exudes an aura of confidence.

That kind of breath inexplicably made Mo Xue's pupil heart relax, this life is different from the previous life, she is not alone now, and there are people who are willing to shield her from the wind and rain, even if she knows that she has a marriage contract with Bai Yihao, she will not give up on her, and she will slowly retreat after the pain of a night.

It turns out that what I care about most is not only the deception of my mother, but also the marriage contract!

The marriage contract weighed heavily on her heart, almost robbed her mind, and for a moment she was broken! She didn't know what to do next, the marriage contract that didn't exist in her previous life had now become a sword hanging over her head, and at that moment, she just wanted to avoid everyone.

"Look, my hands are hurt, don't do this next time, tell me something, I'm here, what are you afraid of. Feng Jueran reached out and pulled the handkerchief on the side, carefully cleaned the blood on her hands, and after removing it, she gently kissed and fell on her palm, where there was a sharp wound, and at a glance she knew that her own nails were pinched out.

"Next time, cut your fingers clean, long, and don't be afraid to scratch yourself. Feng Jue muttered dissatisfiedly, like a feather swept Mo Xuetong's heart, Mo Xuetong involuntarily stretched out his hand, touched his handsome face, looked at his stunned face, and smiled shallow lazy ambiguity.

I suddenly realized that I withdrew my hand violently, and my face burned red!

She was so bold to reach out and touch a man's face!