Chapter Ninety-One: The Fire Rises and the Night Xuan Palace's Scheme

"Your Royal Highness, you guessed right, the mansion of Jingzhao Mansion is really the person of King Yan, the matter of His Royal Highness has been vigorously publicized in the past two days, and the rumors of the emperor are also passed on by King Yan, of course, King Yan has also made a lot of efforts, some of the emperor's Jingwuwei are people of King Yan, and the deputy commander has only been in office for a year, and it seems that it has nothing to do with King Yan on the surface. Steward Wang respectfully stepped forward and reported the situation he had learned.

"Jin Wuwei's deputy commander is a good position, the guard with a knife is a five-grade guard......" The lazy voice seemed to sigh and laugh, and then he lightened down, and suddenly raised his voice and asked: "Let Qin Ming show a few more points, have the opportunity to help him accumulate military merits, let him also enter Jin Wuwei, check the deputy commander for me, and present everything in detail, you just pick the important ones and show me." ”

"Yes, the slave must be carefully selected, His Royal Highness is the emperor This time the officials around the transfer are very powerful, the Xie family and the Yu family have been transferred to the remote Xie family, it is said that the Yu family also sent a beauty to the Xing Shangshu, this time is very favored, and the Yu family is also very close, the Xie family is not abnormal, after arriving in Beijing, there are only a few good relationships, not like the Yu family, the east family in, the west family out. Steward Wang reported again.

"Don't worry about this, that beauty doesn't have any relatives who directly care, give me a heads-up!" nodded lazily, and scratched his fingers on the file on the table, meaning something.

"Yes!" the king's steward replied in response.

Shen Kun, who was behind him, walked up, bowed and replied: "Your Highness, what you expected is not bad, the position of the imperial history of the left capital may be Qin Zheng, the emperor ordered to reward Qin Zheng yesterday, fair and upright, and specially rewarded the word 'positive', the one of the Ling family supported by the queen's mother, I am afraid that it is no play, they are on the fold, the emperor picked it up and looked at it, and then sneered and threw it aside, but did not say anything. ”

"The queen's hand stretched too long, the father is naturally unhappy, the Ling family is already one of the four founding princes, and it is a descendant, do you still have to control the speech in the court, it is rare that the queen and the family and the country still remember to comfort the king, send someone to send a gift to comfort the king, and give a generous gift tomorrow, just say that the king is grounded and can't go out, and when the emperor releases the king, the king will personally go to the middle palace to thank the queen. ”

Feng Jueran nodded, and the moonlight shone in from the window, shining on his handsome and peerless face, which seemed to glow, especially the obsidian-like eyes, which were deep and bright, exuding a bewitching and arrogant atmosphere, and the slight smile had the air of a king who was proud of everything.

After the business was over, Feng Jueran waved them down, but when they walked out, he suddenly said: "Wang Fu, move this king's Jinwei Pavilion here." ”

"Your Royal Highness......" Steward Wang was stunned for a moment, stopped, and turned back puzzled, how to move this courtyard!

"It is said that this king does not sleep well at night, so he has to sleep in a tall building. Feng Jueran shook his hand, stopped his words, and suddenly raised his voice and said, "It's good here, this king likes it, the floor on the ground floor has been redecorated for me, and a platform will be built outside, next time this king doesn't have to go out if he wants to watch singing and dancing, and it will save his father from scolding this king for not being angry." ”

Feng Jueran had a smile on his face, a little lazy, a little swaggering, not like he was ordering with his subordinates, but more like venting his dissatisfaction, dissatisfaction with Emperor Zongwen, the wind from the window blew, his black hair was flying in the wind, blowing over his handsome cheeks, and a pair of bottomless eyes were shining with amber-like luster.

"Yes, does Your Highness want to recruit some more female musicians into the palace?" Steward Wang is a smart one, his eyes swept the dark night outside, and said diligently, the wind around him, Shen Kunju is kung fu, he held his breath and concentrated, and did not make a sound.

"Forget it, the female music in the house is enough now, let's do it first, my father is angry with this king for a while, this king will not provoke his old man, and it will save Ming'er to call me to train again, it's really good to enjoy the fire in this building, this king is really boring, the scenery here is good, today this king will sleep here first, you go down." Feng Jueran said impatiently.

It's okay to watch other people's fire and watch it so energetically, I actually plan to watch the excitement here! In order to see other people's fire, I also put out the lights, which shows how boring His Royal Highness King Xuan is, the figure in the ambush in the dark looked at the palace housekeeper who respectfully retreated from inside, thought about it, and the figure flashed, from a big tree standing tall on the side of the building, flashed and disappeared.

"Your Royal Highness, you are the person of the King of Chu, and now that you have left, I am afraid that the King of Chu will not worry about Your Highness. Feng Yue and Shen Kun did not go out, and when the wind dissipated, Feng Yue lowered his voice and replied.

"Okay, you guys go down too, the main hall will rest here today, and tomorrow let Wang Fu move all the king's belongings here, since they want to see the king's playthings, then look at it!" Feng Jue closed his eyes and said lightly.

After Feng Yue followed Shen Kunying, he didn't retreat, this time the two of them entered the inner room, opened a secret door and left.

The building was quiet, and only the handsome and almost demonic Feng Jueran was left in the high-rise building, lying on the golden silk pillow, because in the room, he had not pulled his hair, and his long black hair was scattered on the thick satin at will, closing his eyes, his face was calm and peaceful, and the moonlight sprinkled on his side, which was different from the usual evil and unbridled romance, but there was a cold and refreshing atmosphere, except for the faint laziness and the same as usual, you can hardly believe that this beautiful boy who seems to have a cold indifference is the enchanting and arrogant in the past, and he does not know the height of the sky and the height of the earth.

Some people are never more than what they see on the surface, and even their eyes can sometimes deceive you......

In the Hikyoshi Garden in Mofu:

Mo Xuemin's face was dark, and her usual gentleness was almost hideous when her blue and black face was reflected.

There were a few strands of burnt hair, half on her cheeks, too late to deal with it, her fingers on the table, tightly twisting the handkerchief, almost spasmodic from time to time, teeth clenched, angry, cold and vicious.

She is unwilling, how can she be willing to become Sima Lingyun's concubine.

"Miss......" Mo Xiu trembled on the side, trying to persuade him.

"Shut up!" Mo Xuemin's face twitched, and she glared at her viciously, as if she had just discovered that there were other people in the room.

Stretched out his hand and grabbed the beauty arc of the white jade fine porcelain on the side, and threw it fiercely towards the ink embroidery.

Mo Xiu didn't have time to dodge, she was smashed on her body, she fell backwards sharply, tripped on the threshold, fell to the door, the fine porcelain beauty arc fell on her, shattered to the ground, and a few pieces pierced her body, and suddenly blood came out from her arm and the corner of her skirt, looking at Mo Xuemin's current appearance, how dare Mo Xiu say anything, she reluctantly got up and knelt down, her body trembled, I don't know if it was pain or fear.

"Go, tell Sima Lingyun that if he doesn't allow me to occupy the main room, I will publicize today's matter. The teeth were clenched together, Min Xuemin said word by word, under the light, the burned sporadic scorched hair was reflected, the blue-black hideous face was as cold as a ghost, and the eyes were full of anger.

Where did Mo Xiu dare to say anything, he got up in a panic, her beautiful face was full of fear, because of the panic, she got up and fell down, and a few pieces of broken porcelain were tied to her feet and legs.

This kind of scene reminded her of the scene when the eldest lady came back from the palace that day, and it was also such a vicious and terrifying, and the Mo Jin who followed her was not in such a scene, Mo Jin's loyalty to the eldest lady was worse than her, and Mo Xiu absolutely did not believe that Mo Jin would do anything on his own initiative, and finally fell into the eldest lady and injustice.

No one has ever talked about this cognitive ink embroidery, but it has always been in my heart!

"Fourth Miss, the matter between the eldest lady and Sima Shizi is real, now everyone is discussing the marriage between the eldest lady and the prince, no one has mentioned your matter at all now, the people in the house are guessing that the eldest lady is going to marry the prince, just now even the lady of the town is here, this will be talking to the old lady in the house, in addition to the people brought by the old lady in the courtyard, only Miss Yan's people can enter, I don't know what the situation is inside." Mo Yan beside Mo Xueqiong wiped a handful of sweat and went inside to report to Mo Xueqiong.

"Bang" Mo Xueqiong smashed a teacup on the spot, jumped up angrily, pointed in the direction of Fuqing Garden and scolded: "Everyone is a concubine, why, she wants to marry Sima Lingyun to be the wife of the prince, but I can only be a concubine, and said that it is for my good, I want to squeeze Mo Xuetong down, and in the end, the position of the lady of the prince is not mine, it turned out to be a lie to me, slut, really a slut." ”

Mo Xueqiong was extremely angry, her eyebrows were twisted into a line, how could she not hate.

The same concubine, why can she become the wife of the prince because of her skin-to-skin blind date with Sima Lingyun, haven't she and Sima Lingyun reached this step!

I hated it in my heart, my face turned red, and I slapped my hand the table!

Mo Xuemin, if you want to press me to become the wife of the prince, don't even think about it!

There was a commotion in this house tonight, and the masters of each courtyard were more popular than the other, and the old lady also overturned a blue porcelain teacup with fine porcelain flowers.

"Old lady, don't worry, this matter really has to be discussed, the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion is really not wrong, Sima Shizi must be in order to save people, this kind of thing happened, if we must make them responsible, we must let the eldest lady be Mrs. Shizi, but it is really embarrassing, in the future, I am afraid that we will say that our Mofu is ungrateful, and others saved us, but they still rely on it." The old lady's side of the flower is a clear-eyed person, here I saw the old lady angrily knocked over the teacup, signaled the girl on the side to be smarter, took away the teacup, and persuaded softly.

"There is no lady in charge in the house, it really can't be done, these girls have no etiquette one by one, they have lost their reputation, and they have tired Yan'er's reputation, they are really evil, one or two want to be concubines, they are really taught by their aunts, how can they be on the stage. The old lady took the freshly brewed tea, took a sip of it in a hurry, was so hot that she spit it out and coughed up.

The maid-in-law was all panicked, and the one who handed the cold boiled water opened his mouth, and the one who took the towel took the towel...... The old lady eased up in the middle of the ring, looked at a few maids and women around her, and said hatefully: "It's all worry-free, let me go down, only here to provoke my eyes." ”

How dare everyone say more, Kulala flashed down, leaving Mama Hua standing on the side to persuade while tidying up the messy tea set.