Updated: 2014-03-11

"My good third brother said that he came to see my good brother, and when he entered the door, he moved a little fiercely, and he was also afraid that something would happen to my good brother, and when he saw Ling Fengyan together, of course the three of them laughed and acted as if nothing had happened!" Feng Jueran smiled, stretched out his hand and closed the window, the next thing is nothing to look at, I can't imagine that this Ling Er Miss is still eating in the bowl and looking at the pot, so the future can add some more colors to this

Mo Xuetong didn't want to pay attention to him, but he really couldn't resist his curiosity, seeing him light the candle in the room, he turned his head sideways and smiled at himself, how much more demonic the smile was, under the flickering candle flame, the demon-like temperament of the beautiful boy had some tenderness that he didn't usually have, which made people's faces involuntarily slightly hot, so he simply pulled away from the topic, and turned his face in a panic and pretended to look at the nine-fold screen on the other side as if nothing happened

"King Yan and Miss Ling Er can also be regarded as a good match, and the queen mother supports King Yan, why can't they fulfill them, why do they make it like Miss Ling Er and King Chu or something?"

This scene is really funny to say, King Yan is like a husband who catches his wife cheating, but King Chu obviously does not have the consciousness of an adulterer.

Just now, King Yan rushed in, with an angry face, Ling Fengyan stood up violently, pulling Feng Juexuan, who was pulling her sachet, almost fell, to say that it was still the highest level of Feng Juexuan, there was no embarrassment of being caught, and he smiled and let go of the hand that grabbed the sachet and greeted King Yan casually.

It seems that the person who was ambiguously pulled with Ling Fengyan just now was not him!

Mo Xue Tong didn't know what to say, what did this queen think, it was really ...... to let the noble first beauty provoke such a peach color for no reason

"The queen mother is not willing to waste such a beautiful niece in vain, and Miss Yan of the Dingguo Mansion is not the only one Ling Fengyan." Feng Jueran pursed his lips and smiled pointedly.

Looking at the playful look on his handsome and bewitching face, Mo Xuetong suddenly understood what he meant, thinking of that possibility, she raised her eyes in disbelief, blinked her long eyelashes, and asked in amazement: "The queen mother is trying to use a beauty trick?" ”

"If the third brother ascends to the big treasure, he will inevitably borrow the power of the Dingguo Mansion and the queen's power in the palace, and the third brother himself is also from the Ling family, and he has been able to survive in the palace for so many years, not because of the queen, so he will never dare to annoy the queen, as well as the Dingguo Mansion behind the queen, even if Ling Fengyan can't marry him, the Dingguo Mansion can also choose other concubines to marry, the connection between the third brother and the Dingguo Mansion will not be broken, whether Ling Fengyan is not a problem at all, but the eldest brother is different" Feng Jueran picked up the teapot on the table, Shi Shiran poured two cups, turned around and walked to the small case with the cup, put a cup in front of Mo Xuetong, and then sat down again, and said with a smile......

"The queen wants to make a beauty plan to let Ling Fengyan enter the Chu Palace, or it is also for the sake of a second hand, so the queen will let Ling Fengyan and the King of Chu go shopping together today, watch the lights, and let the King of Chu marry Ling Fengyan, and what happened in the Chu Palace, in the future, Ling Fengyan can be passed on, with Ling Fengyan as a traitor, King Yan's victory will be even higher!" Mo Xue's eyes flashed smartly, and now that she understood what he meant, she smiled wisely and continued.

The eyes flickered, quite naughty.

The two of them sat very close, Feng Jueran could clearly feel the faint fragrance coming from Mo Xuetong's body, the kind of fragrance that seemed to be mixed with many kinds of flowers, light and lush, different from any kind of incense he had smelled before, but more than those incense made him feel itchy in the bottom of his heart, her smile in her eyes was cunning, less vigilant and alienated just now, so she was smart and soft-hearted, and the inexplicable Feng Jue was calm and the steady heartbeat lost its rhythm.

"However, Ling Fengyan obviously doesn't think so!" With a concluding sentence, Feng Jueran ignored the inexplicable panic in his heart, let out a sigh of relief, and simply ignored this strange feeling.

"Miss Ling Er is a smart person, but she doesn't want to be the queen's pawn like this, and it's a waste chess." Mo Xue pursed her lips and smiled in understanding, she would be normal, and suddenly thought that it was very late at this time, and if she didn't go back, if Mo Lan and the others got up to see if she kicked the quilt in the middle of the night and found that she was not there, something was going to happen.

"Your Highness, let's go back!"

"Hurt, does it still hurt?" Feng Jueran didn't embarrass her, but asked softly by candlelight.

"It's okay, it's okay!" The injury is not serious, it hurts a little, it is a little inconvenient, and the others don't feel anything, but he was stabbed just now, although he is wrapped in a wound cloth, I don't know what happened, his eyes involuntarily fell on the sleeves of the robe dyed by Feng Jue, and he really couldn't see anything under the wide sleeves of the robe, and he didn't know how he was injured!

"Don't go out for the past two days, rest at home, I'll go back and find some good medicine, and simply make the wound medicine into pills and bring it to you, so that you don't have to decoct the medicine again for people to find out." Feeling her concerned gaze fall on her wrist, Feng Jueran was extremely useful, and her handsome face instantly smiled.

still has a conscience, and it is not in vain that he rushed over in a hurry just now.

"I'm fine, just rest for two days, Your Highness should not go out for the next two days!" Feng Jueran was stabbed and injured, she saw that he had already publicized it, and there would inevitably be many things to deal with in the past few days, since she saw his ambition, of course she understood the danger of his path, she had already hurt him, and she didn't want to be his hind legs, of course, there were still some selfish thoughts in her heart, and she didn't want to be too involved with him.

His matter is really a big thing to kill, whether he succeeds or not, it is not a matter of one family, don't take revenge on himself, and he is pulled into such a whirlpool. She came out today because she was bored in her heart about the day's events, and she wanted to vent, and she just wanted to break all kinds of restraints to relax herself, so she came out with him regardless of the rules.

Touching his head and frowning, I don't know if I'm right or wrong today!

Feng Jueran sent Mo Xuetong back to Qingwei Garden, only said "watch out for your body" and didn't say anything more, turned around and left!

Looking at the fleeting figure outside the window, Mo Xuetong silently closed the window, just now she was held in his arms, the clear smell of blood between her noses, secretly reached down and touched his sleeve robe, sticky, at this time raised her hand, she could still see the blood on it, the smell of blood on her nose.

There are some words that she dare not ask! So even though she knew that his wound was open and bleeding, she didn't dare to ask! She even dared to get too involved with him.

Wipe the blood on her hands with a handkerchief and put it aside, bite her lip, take off her outer coat, and get into the quilt, the quilt is very cold, she just came back from the outside and it was not warm, she curled up into a ball, one foot carefully stretched down, and sure enough, in the corner she found the stove that Mo Lan stuffed into her, the stove was still hot, although it was not very hot, but it was the only warmth she had now.

Encountering this warmth, he let out a long breath and looked at the top of the tent with his eyes open, but he couldn't sleep.

He was injured, and it was not light, the most important thing is that this injury was still suffered for himself, he didn't rest when he was injured, and he accompanied himself to watch the fireworks, even if Mo Xuetong had always been very cold, he felt sorry in his heart, especially after he had been wandering and had a relationship with him just now, which was bad for himself.

Turning her head sideways, she pulled the heater over and hugged her in her arms, that kind of warmth was what she wanted to absorb the most, in such a cold night, so a touch of warmth became her only support, she longed for warmth but was afraid that the stove was too hot, so she kept kicking aside at first.

Now the mood for Feng Jue is the same!

I can't fall asleep after turning over, I don't know if it's because I vomited blood, although I took the wound medicine dyed by Feng Jue, I still felt uncomfortable in my throat, so I simply got up to drink water, I couldn't see clearly in the dark, and I hit the corner of the table.

"Miss, but do you want tea?" Mo Lan's question came from outside, and then the sound of getting up.

"You don't have to get up, I've already drunk it." Mo Xuetong said softly, stopping Mo Lan from getting up, she didn't really drink, she just felt that she couldn't sleep, and she didn't get up to do something, it was very uncomfortable.

"The tea is still drunk when it is cold, and the slave maid helps to change some hot ones." Outside was the sound of Mo Lan pulling shoes, obviously not worrying about Mo Xue Tong drinking cold water.

"Don't get up, I'll drink it when I get up again, I'll just pay attention in the future, sleep!" Holding the painful foot, Mo Xuetong returned to the bed and said softly, it was very cold outside, if Mo Lan got up, she would put on a dress, this winter, it was easy to get sick, and she didn't really want to drink water, after being hit this time, she diverted her attention and didn't have the heart to drink water.

"Then, Miss will drink water next time, you must call the slave, the weather is bad, Miss is weak, don't be sick for the New Year." Mo Lan hesitated for a moment, although she didn't have a bed yet, she still deliberately cared for her.

"Good!" Mo Xuetong replied obediently.

Feeling your feet and lying down, you don't know if it hurts to be hit, you divert your attention, or if you are really tired, and you will fall asleep in a daze after a while.

She would be asleep, but Xuan Wang Feng Jueran hadn't fallen asleep yet.

Not only did he not fall asleep, but the blood and water sent out in the Jinwei Pavilion were sent out in a basin, and the inner servants stood there to serve, and they didn't dare to come out, for fear that an inappropriate one would disturb the injured Highness, and be shocked to come out, then it would be difficult to die!

King Xuan looked at the lamp today, but was assassinated, such a big thing had already spread to the palace, Emperor Zongwen was furious on the spot, and sent four imperial doctors to treat the seriously injured King Xuan, and did not mention anything about King Xuan to see the light in private, and the eccentricity made the owners of the other two palaces unable to sleep that night.

While discussing countermeasures with his staff, he paid attention to the affairs of King Xuan's Mansion!

In the high-rise building, the imperial doctors frowned and retreated, rectifying the prescription, and the four of them discussed trying to heal His Royal Highness King Xuan's injuries, if something really happened, the emperor could clearly tell them and let them take their lives to fill it, at this time, of course, they did not dare to despise it, and carefully sat down on the second floor, and discussed the prescription in a low voice.

On the wide bed on the third floor, Feng Jueran lay there with a pale face, his wrist was wrapped like a zongzi, and his chest was also wrapped with a scarf, which was bloody, and on his demonic handsome face, his starry eyes were closed, and he didn't know whether he was asleep or not, faintly revealing an unhealthy cyan.

"Feng Yue, how are things going?" Half-ringing, he closed his eyes and said lazily.

"Li Youmo and Miss Mo have met smoothly, and they fell in love with the gentle Miss Mo at first sight, so I am afraid that they will follow to the Mo Mansion." The wind flashed in through the window and stood in front of the bed respectfully.

"Xiangman, upstairs, how is King Yan and King Chu?" Feng Jueran still closed his eyes and said lazily, if he hadn't seen him wrapped like a zongzi, no one would have believed that this was His Royal Highness King Xuan, who had been stabbed to death. ()