Mo Xuetong was finally carried up by Feng Jue, and Bai Yihao reluctantly jumped up with the help of his guard Lin Yu.

After jumping on the cliff, Bai Yihao was seriously injured and was helped back to the carriage by Lin Yuqiang.

Mo Xuetong didn't leave here, she slowly walked to the side of the carriage with the first half of the carriage left, the door of the carriage fell, the carriage was half thrown out, and it fell crookedly on the road, there was still a little blood stain in the carriage, obviously the people inside were also half unharmed, the carriage that was driving so fast was forced to stop, the recoil force was not small, and it was unlikely that the people sitting in the carriage would not be injured.

"You must bring Mofeng with you on your next trip, and don't let Mofeng stay too far away, he has good light skills, that slut hurts you so much, do you want me to help you deal with it?" Feng Jueran followed her, on that enchanting and handsome face, his eyes were cold, with a thick sense of solemnity and coldness, the corners of his mouth were cold, and he said coldly,

Thinking that the pair of sluts almost killed Hitomi, a trace of anger flashed in Feng Jue's eyes, he had already regarded Mo Xuetong as his own, and his purpose in pretending to be sick was also to persuade Emperor Zongwen to let Mo Xuetong marry him sooner, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen at this time.

After listening to Mo Feng's return, he didn't care about pretending to be sick, and immediately brought someone over, and when he saw Lin Yu, he knew that Bai Yihao actually fell down with Mo Xuetong in his arms, and immediately became jealous, immediately hung a rope around his waist, and personally went down the cliff to find Mo Xuetong, although he didn't like Bai Yihao, but he had to admit that with Bai Yihao, the probability of Mo Xuetong's survival increased exponentially.

Although he deliberately didn't think about why Bai Yihao went down with Hitomi regardless of life and death, but when he heard the words from the cave, he couldn't help but be jealous, and immediately interrupted Bai Yihao's words, he didn't expect that the marriage contract was burned, Bai Yihao is still so desperate, and he still wants to marry Hitomi in vain.

It seems that there is a feeling of being spied on by others for a beloved, and it is extremely unpleasant for Feng Jue to be stained.

But because of this, Feng Jueran was also secretly glad that if Bai Yihao's marriage contract hadn't been designed by himself, he wouldn't have had anything to do with himself at this time.

"Don't touch them, I'll take care of it myself. Mo Xuetong's beautiful face showed a cold smile, and she smiled very coldly.

"Don't want me to help?" Feng Jue's handsome face fell, with a little grievance, looking at her unhappily, as if accusing her of treating him as an outsider, he stretched out his hand and carefully held her wrist, looked at her hand, picked it up and blew it distressedly, and a few traces of anger flashed in his eyes.

The two sluts want to harm Tong'er, he will let Tong'er take revenge on himself, but there must be someone behind these two cheap women, otherwise he would not be bold enough to murder his own princess, you must know that Tong'er is now his own princess, and he can be regarded as a royal person, a concubine of Mofu, the princess of Zhenguo's Mansion who fell out of favor, dare to do something to kill Tong'er, if there is no one behind him, how dare he do it.

"Yes, how could not. Mo Xuetong said slowly, sensing the deep distress and pampering in her heart, and her heart couldn't help but soften.

Stretching out his stiff hand and actively trying to cling to his slender big hand, there were a few visible scars, just now, this noble King Xuan jumped down to save her despite his serious injuries, how could she not know that he was in a hurry, and her heart ached.

Her gaze fell on the position of his chest, where the thick and purple robe was wrapped and nothing could be seen, but when he was held in his arms, her face leaned against his chest, and she clearly smelled the heavy blood and some dampness, and his wound was actually split again, and he couldn't tell what it felt in his heart, only felt pain and soreness, and some joy of being pampered.

He took his hand and walked to the carriage on the side.

Hearing Mo Xuetong say that she needed his help, Feng Jueran's expression immediately became joyful, her eyebrows and eyes opened, her handsome eyes immediately lit up, her heart was like drinking honey, with a little gentle smile, as if she was afraid that she would break, she lightly pulled her back and got into the carriage together.

"Take off your clothes. After getting into the carriage and waiting for him to sit down, leaning on the couch on the side, Mo Xuetong said politely.

Feng Jueran was stunned at first, and then his face was involuntarily joyful, Gu Fei felt a stinging pain in his chest, sat up quickly, took off his robe, and then lay down on his back, his enchanting eyes flashed, like a brilliant ink stone, staring at Mo Xue's pupils, smiling beautifully.

Seeing his joyful and joyful appearance, Mo Xuetong's face couldn't help but blush, and he didn't dare to look at the eyes that could overflow with tenderness, sat down to the side, stretched out his hand and pulled his middle coat, which had a faint pool of blood, printed on the white middle coat, like red plums in the snow, eye-catching with blazing.

Feng Jue's gaze followed her eyes and fell on the placket of her clothes, only to find the blood stains on it, and immediately understood what she meant, reached out to hold her little hand, and said gently: "But you feel sorry for me?"

Mo Xuetong's face turned red, and he staggered her face, her original intention was to bandage him again, but when she reached out, she found that her two hands were inconvenient, Mo Xuemin's hand was extremely ruthless, and the three fingers were pierced in pair, although Bai Yihao's medicine was very good, but the ten fingers were connected to the heart, and the slightest movement was painful.

The other hand was red and swollen from being trampled, if it weren't for the rushing carriage, Mo Xuemin couldn't control the strength, and her palm would have been trampled on by her.

Such two people were completely unable to redress Feng Jue's wounds, and looked at their hands in annoyance, sighed, and pursed their lips.

"Come here. Feng Jueran completely understood what she meant, her eyes were filled with joy, and as soon as her hand moved, Mo Xue's slender body was carried by him, put it aside, and reached out to hug her slender waist, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles, she turned sideways, supported her head with one hand, and looked at her tightly, with a lazy smile on her lips.

Looking at someone's generous open chest, Mo Xuetong couldn't help blushing, her little hand was still against Feng Jue's chest, the strong chest muscles made Mo Xuetong's face burn as if it were burning, and she closed her delicate eyes at a loss, her long eyelashes flashed, and she trembled slightly.

There was a heavy wheezing sound in the air, and Feng Jue was a little embarrassed, only to feel that the person in his arms was delicate and made him hurt to the bones, and the eyes that would inadvertently turn the soul away between the two flows were dyed with the gentleness and doting of Yingying, and there was still a little bit of evil and moody.

His Royal Highness King Xuan, the most arrogant and romantic Eighth Emperor Zi Xuan, is now just an ordinary affectionate man, staring at his beloved daughter in his arms, his eyebrows raised, overjoyed, sensing Mo Xuetong's concern and shyness, his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, the deeper the meaning of the corners of his mouth, and he hugged Mo Xuetong and brought a little more into his arms.

"Hitomi, I only have you in my heart, and others can't enter my heart anymore, is there only me in your heart, right?"

What is tenderness like water, Feng Jueran at this time, although he has managed to get Mo Xuetong to agree to marry him, but after facing it a few times, he is a little uncertain, because Tong'er is always so calm, she doesn't even need help, as if she doesn't want him to meddle in her affairs.

Especially when Bai Yihao clearly understood Bai's declaration to Mo Xuetong, he listened to it in his ears, which made him a little more flustered.

He doesn't care about others, but Bai Yihao is different!

Feng Jueran knew that although Bai Yihao looked gentle and elegant, he was an extremely cold person, the fifth princess had chased him for many years, and even did not hesitate to use the hidden power of the Dingguo Mansion for him, which virtually made the safety of the Dingguo Mansion less guaranteed, but he was still not the slightest bit tempted, and used the five princesses mercilessly.

Feng Jueran clearly knew that the fifth princess was able to burn Bai Yihao's house this time, and a large part of this was that he and Bai Yihao each made great efforts in it, and his own purpose was to take advantage of the chaos to get Bai Yihao's box, and the box that Bai Yihao cared about must contain Bai Yihao's important documents.

But now from Bai Yihao's eyes, what he sees is a man's love for a woman!

With Bai Yihao's identity, if he doesn't really like it, how can he take a marriage contract to talk about things, and how can Bai Yihao be a person who agrees with the marriage contract.

The marriage contract would be placed in the white jade box that Bai Yihao valued the most, and it must have been Bai Yihao's attention, and he was even willing to admit this marriage contract.

The fifth princess burned Bai Yihao's house, Feng Jueran took the opportunity to pick up the marriage contract, and presented this part of the strength of Dingguo Gong in front of his father, causing his father's jealousy; Bai Yihao took the opportunity to enter Bai Yichen's courtyard, and after successfully sending the five princesses and Bai Yichen to the pile, the secret agents sent by Emperor Zongwen were useless.

After all, Bai Yichen is the eldest prince of Yan Kingdom, although his status is not as good as Bai Yihao, he is a guest in Yan Kingdom, not the identity of a proton, and Emperor Zongwen has no reason to place secret agents in Bai Yichen's mansion, and most of the people in Bai Yichen's mansion are his own people, and the investigation is very strict, and it is extremely difficult to install one.

Therefore, in this incident, it was Feng Jueran and Bai Yihao who succeeded, but it was the self-righteous Bai Yichen and the fifth princess who thought Bai Yichen designed and wanted Bai Yichen to die.

Such a person would say such a thing clearly, which shows that he is bound to win.

Feng Jueran knew that he and Bai Yihao were the same kind of people, either they didn't love it, and they wouldn't let go if they fell in love, thinking that there was a handsome and incomparable Bai Yihao who also liked Hitomi, how could Feng Jueran be calm, so after asking, she looked at Mo Xuetong very nervously, and her breathing hit her tender white face a little quickly, causing a few gentle waves.

Mo Xuetong didn't dare to open her eyes, but she could feel the blazing gaze on her face, after two lives, she had already understood her feelings for Feng Jue, so she didn't care whether her mother was killed by the royal family, and even because she was afraid that she never talked about it to him, she silently sought the truth alone, only hoping that the truth would not be so hurtful.

I don't know when, emotions have long broken through reason, and he, with that enchanting and evil posture, broke into her heart.

The long eyelashes flashed slightly, but he finally didn't have the strength to open his eyes, the hand holding his shirt tightened slightly, but he didn't let go, his face burned in an instant, his head buried in his chest, and he lowered his head, at a loss.

Feng Jueran looked at her jade-like side face, sensing her dependence on him, although he only moved slightly, he still keenly sensed that at this moment, love erupted.

He took her tightly in his arms, rolled over and pressed her, and pressed his lips against the cherry mouth.

At first, it was cautious, but when it came into contact with her soft and sweet lips, the tenderness that had been formed by the effort to restrain it was a little uncontrollable.

All his senses were focused on the two little lip flaps, as if they were all he had, and nothing else mattered, not satisfied with this light contact, his lips and tongue seemed to have their own consciousness, and went to the place between the lip flaps, exhaling like an orchid.

This is his pupil, the woman he loves, in this life, she is definitely his, he will not let go, and he will not die!