Just as he was thinking about it, the door was pushed open, and he heard a low call outside: "Lord Wang." ”

I know it's the wind and the dye.

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, he saw a purple robe fluttering Feng Jue Ran appear at the door of the room, and when he saw Mo Xuetong, the bloodthirsty anger on his face subsided, and he put on a gentle smile with evil charm, and after coming in, he waved away the maid ring who was guarding the room, walked over, and touched Mo Xuetong's head.

Sensing the temperature on her head, he smiled and asked, "How do you feel now?"

"It's much better, as usual. Mo Xuetong took his big hand, rubbed it on his face, and asked with a smile, "What's going on in the yard?"

I don't know why, I always feel that it's not a big deal to have him, so I heard the noise outside, and Mo Xuetong didn't pay attention to it, especially when he saw that his robe was neat and tidy, and it didn't seem like there was any danger.

"It's okay, it's just that some assassins came to the mansion and a few people died. Feng Jueran said casually, so he simply went to bed and leaned on himself, stretched out his hand to hold Mo Xuetong in his arms, sensing the soft voice in his arms, and breathed a breath that he couldn't hold in his chest.

In a place where Mo Xue's pupils couldn't see, his eyes became deep and bloodthirsty!

Anyone who wants to be bad for Hitomi, he will not show mercy.

"Who died?" Mo Xuetong was startled, anxious to stand up, but the action was too violent, and the strength was weaker, her eyes were dizzy, and her hand suddenly softened, but fortunately, Feng Jueran reached over and grabbed her.

"It's okay, a few concubines who ran out of chaos died, and a few subordinates. Feng Jueran said with a relaxed feeling of concern.

Mo Xuetong heard that something was wrong, why did he still look like this when there were assassins in the house, thought about it, and immediately understood, so he simply leaned on him again, and asked softly, "Whose person?"

"Not my people anyway. Feng Jue smiled evilly, and his handsome face tilted up, quite proud.

This person is really!

Mo Xuetong couldn't help but smile and asked, "Won't you be injured too?"

"Of course, this king was in the house with his little wife, and suddenly an assassin fell from the sky, and this king is not good, where can he stop it, and he should be stabbed. Feng Jueran sat up with a smile, put Mo Xuetong lightly on the bed on the side, and lay down in addition to her coat, and hugged her in her arms again.

Mo Xuetong reached out and touched his face, patted his arms and waist again, and kicked his legs.

"What is this checking?" Seeing her with a small face and a serious look, Feng Jue smiled and said with a smile.

"Check to see if there are any injuries!" Seeing that he was intact, Mo Xuetong breathed a sigh of relief, a coquettish smile on the corner of her lips, and pouted slightly.

She couldn't forget that when Feng Juexuan and Qin Yufeng plotted against her, he actually went to assassinate Feng Juexuan alone, and he also injured himself and came back.

"You, why are you so alert. Feng Jueran sighed, her red lips fell slightly on her ear, and she smiled dotingly, and moved her into her arms again, "Don't worry, it's not this king who is injured this time." ”

"That's?" Mo Xue looked back in amazement.

"Of course it's my good third brother, His Royal Highness King Yan. Feng Jue's smile became more and more lazy, his handsome eyes narrowed slightly, and a bewitching vermilion lip appeared under the phoenix's eyes, a high nose bridge, and a beautiful and perfectly curved chin, all lining him like the most demonic and feminine goblin in the dark night, but at this time, he was even more bloodthirsty goblin.

This kind of him made her feel at ease for no reason, and she felt down-to-earth for no reason.

She never thought that there was such a person, just leaning on her side and hugging her slightly, it could make her feel at peace, as if as long as he was there, she was not afraid of anything, no dazed, no apprehension, so that her mood was relaxed, she had no strength to say anything to him, she found a stable posture in his arms, and fell asleep again in this relaxation.

Now that he has everything in his hands and has already planned his own plans, what else does she have to worry about!

Anyway, the sky fell, and there was him, in a daze, just relying on him, I felt no longer afraid.

When I woke up again, the sun was shining, Mo Xuetong woke up slowly, this time I slept very comfortably, although my chest was still a little stuffy, but it was no big deal, and I felt that it was no different from normal days.

Hearing this, Mo Xuetong got up, and Mo Lan, who was waiting on the side, hurriedly came over to help her get up, and then sat up on the edge of the bed, and saw the door curtain lifted, Feng Jueran strode in, sweating on her forehead, and it looked like she had gone to exercise before coming back.

"Why don't you go out today?" Mo Xuetong stood up and asked dumbly, he has been going out every day for the past few days to inquire about the affairs of the Nanban Prince, why is he still there today.

"There were assassins in the palace last night, and I was injured a little, so naturally I was recuperating in the mansion, and my father would send the imperial doctor in the palace in a while, so I had to lie down. Feng Jueran came over and helped her sit down in front of the dressing table, watched her regain some blush, sat on the side, watched her make up, and smiled Mimi.

Looks like he's in a good mood.

Mo Xuetong also knew that he couldn't look at the surface, and knew that he was confident, so he simply didn't care about him, and only asked, "What else happened to the mansion yesterday?"

"It's more, Fuguo Mansion, Dingguo Mansion, Pingguo Mansion, Ming Mansion, as well as Xuanwang Mansion, Chu Mansion, Ning Wangfu and Yan Wangfu, oh, I heard that my third brother still hung on his hand and broke his hand. Feng Jueran took the wet towel handed by Mo Ye and wiped his face, and smiled casually.

"The Fuguo Mansion has also entered the assassins?" Mo Xue's eyes widened, and she looked at Feng Jue in shock.

"But no, the current assassins are getting more and more bold, and they don't look at who the four major princes are, so they dare to start, speaking of which, the owners of each courtyard are not hurt much, but the third brother, and Princess Yan, one has a broken hand and one broken foot, it's really pitiful, and now there is not even a master in the mansion who can take care of things. ”

Feng Jueran's words sounded quite worried about Feng Juelei, just looking at his leisurely and lazy handsome face, but he didn't mean to worry at all.

"Lord Wang, this is a schadenfreude?" Mo Xue pursed her lips.

Feng Jueran laughed, walked over, chose a lotus-shaped hairpin on the dressing table for Mo Xuetong, inserted it in her black hair, and then looked left and right, probably satisfied, and pulled her to stand up and walk out.

Although the room was full of maids, Mo Xuetong was a little ashamed, her eyes squinted at him, but she didn't dodge, let him hold her hand, at this moment, she felt very down-to-earth, no matter what the situation, as long as he was by her side, she felt very safe and down-to-earth.

Outside, breakfast had already been set up, Mo Xuetong sat down, thought about it and asked, "What reason did you use not to serve this time?"

Mo Xuetong actually wanted to ask him in particular, he was so busy a while ago, and now he is suddenly out of control, is it really okay?

"Last night, the Assassin rushed into the main courtyard of the King, who was standing by his wife who had passed out, and was in a hurry, and when he saw the Assassin coming, he was too late to dodge in a panic and was injured. Feng Jueran took the porridge served by Yahuan, put it in front of Mo Xuetong, and smiled casually, "After a while, my father will send the imperial doctor over to show me the injury." ”

Is it really hurt?Mo Xuetong looked at him suspiciously, she didn't feel that he was injured last night.

"Don't worry, this king said that if it hurts, it hurts. Seeing that Mo Xuetong was a little suspicious, and a little nervous to look at him blankly with a bowl, so cute and delicate, Feng Jueran immediately laughed, stretched out her hand and pinched her delicate nose, and looked at her pink cherry lips unhappily before laughing.

"Are you alright?"

"It's okay!" said Feng Jueran with a smile.

"Has the Nanban prince found it? If you can't find the Nanban fruit, there must be a change, and that's okay?" Mo Xuetong was still not at ease, Nanban was a thorn in her heart, and she kept thinking about it and was there, very uncomfortable, anything about Nanban, she couldn't help but be nervous.

This originated from the previous life, Feng Jue was dyed to go to the land of the Southern Barbarians, and then there was no news!

As long as she thought that he might be in danger in a place like Nanban, and that he might be nowhere to be found in Nanban, or that something had happened in Nanban, she was very nervous and kept worrying, for fear that he would be too involved with Nanban, for fear that if he was not careful, he would embark on the road of his previous life.

"Don't worry, since the prince of Nanban has been sick and weak for so many years, he is fine, and he is not a soft persimmon, I know how to do it, don't think about it, just take care of your body. Feng Jue put some light pickled cucumbers in a bowl, and watched Mo Xuetong pick it up and eat it, a pair of phoenix eyes became more and more colorful.

The water eyes turned smartly, and Mo Xuetong immediately understood what he meant.

The Nanban prince, who is said to have been in poor health, died early in his biological mother, and in the hands of his successor, who was favored by the Nanban Emperor, he was able to drag it out until now, and he is still the prince, which shows that he is not simple, and the inexplicable Mo Xuetong remembered Bai Yihao, if the Nanban prince is also the same person as Bai Yihao, of course he will not simply have an accident in the territory of Qin, or he has no news, but it is good news.

"Is it really okay?" Although she understood, Mo Xuetong still asked softly, her eyes staring at him tightly, not letting go of a trace of fluctuation in the corners of his eyes.

With a sparkling charm in the corners of this person's eyes, he looked at her and nodded freely: "It's okay, as long as you treat me a little better and rely on me a little more, I'll naturally be fine." ”

"......" Mo Xuetong was speechless, so she simply picked up the porridge at hand and drank two sips vigorously.

This sentence is quite normal, Mo Xuetong cared about Feng Jueran before saying such a thing, because she didn't know the specific situation of Nanban, she was a little worried, but seeing Feng Jueran like this, coupled with such words, and a natural expression, Mo Xuetong inexplicably wanted to bite him.

He was anxious in the fire, but he was as leisurely as in the water.

Looking at Mo Xuetong's depressed expression that she couldn't even speak, Feng Jueran suddenly burst out laughing.

Different from the enchanting charm he has always shown, he is really happy at this time, gentleness overflows in the corners of his eyes, his smile is pure and full of vitality, simple and cheerful, such a smile appears on Feng Jue's extremely handsome face, there is a kind of dazzling brilliance, dazzling.

Even if it was Mo Xuetong's calm mood, under his flying smile, he couldn't help but feel a little dizzy.

This person is really too handsome! He is born to be lethal to women.

This made her inexplicably think of He Yufen, the eldest lady of the He family will be entering the door in a few days.

Because it's just a concubine and aunt, it's just a matter of trivial things in the palace, and Feng Jue didn't let people choose any time, so he asked people to go to He's house to notify him, and casually said that he would find a small sedan chair and bring it in at will.

Thinking that He Yufen was going to come in, the corners of Mo Xuetong's mouth twitched: "The newcomer will enter the mansion in two days, you don't let people clean up, find a good garden to put it." ”

"Why are these words a little sour!" Feng Jue smiled more and more happily, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his good mood could not be described.

"What's sour, just ask, don't say that our house has treated her badly, and provoke Concubine Zhao to jump to the front of the stage again. Mo Xuetong only felt full, put down the bowl, wiped her lips with a handkerchief, and stopped drinking porridge.