Updated: 2014-03-06

Mo Xuetong subconsciously closed her eyes, and the roar of Feng Jue in her ears was half robbed, and she fell into a solid embrace, and in her ears was Feng Jue's eager voice: "Pupil!" Dizziness swelled up, and he opened his eyes and saw two people supporting the four people behind him along Feng Jue's back

"I'm fine, watch out." Forcibly suppressed the fishy sweetness that surged in his chest, gasped and grabbed his shirt and said hurriedly, there were four black-clothed people behind him, even if Feng Jue had two subordinates, and there were two, the raised hand fell weakly, and his eyes were dark!

Picking up Mo Xue's slender body, Feng Jue Ran had long lost his usual laziness, his narrow phoenix eyes were cold and tight, and the fierceness and deterrence under his eyes could not be stopped, where was he still lazy and easy to talk on weekdays, and said in a loud voice:

"Move fast, kill them all!"

Feng Yue responded, his hand instantly sharpened, and he secretly glanced at the master's bloodthirsty gaze, knowing that Miss Mo San was different in the master's heart, she would be injured, I was afraid that she was looking for a gas bag! Where do you dare to rub, three or two will solve the two opponents, and on the other side, the two men in black will also die under the knife.

"Change them into palace boots!" Feng Jueran exuded cold indifference, hugged Mo Xuetong and took two steps back, carefully straightening her skirt to prevent her plain skirt from dyeing blood.

"Yes!" Two people came out on the other side, and they quickly and skillfully replaced the ordinary flat boots of the man in black with the boots in their hands!

Feng Jue ran away with Mo Xue Tong in his arms.

In an elegant private room on the third floor of the Xiangmanlou.

Mo Xuemin sat on the chair on the left with ink embroidery, and on the chair on the right sat You Yuecheng, the prince of the Ming Kingdom, and there was a whole table of dishes on the table, all of which were the signature dishes of Xiangmanlou, and the signature dishes of this table were already the life of an ordinary family for one or two years.

"Shizi, please help me, if there is really no way, how can I ask Shizi so shamelessly late at night, it is really my mother who is detained, I don't know whether he lives or dies, and the eldest brother is impulsive, if he is asked to find a way, he will only collide with his father and the third sister, and the third sister is left alone in Cloud City, even if there are too many grievances, I don't dare to say anything, but now, she has already asked for the life of the little brother, can she still take the life of the mother?"

Mo Xuemin knelt in front of You Yuecheng "plopped", pulled his shirt and begged bitterly, and Mo Xiu also knelt down behind him, eagerly reaching out to pull her, trying to help her up: "Miss, don't cry first, my aunt is not dead now, although the little master is gone, but there is still someone to take care of my aunt!" Saying that she was anxious and sad, she herself began to cry first. [More, Newest, Most, Fast, Small, Say, Net]

"The son of the world is not that I don't know the face of the daughter in the boudoir, nor that I don't know shame, but my mother's life is in danger, after the child is gone, I was locked in the garden by my father, only a mother-in-law guarding the door, no one helped to adjust my body, I went to visit her, and was blocked out of the door, begging the son of the world to see the face of the Yu family and help." Mo Xuemin cried so much that she was expecting Ai Ai, and with the words of ink embroidery, it made people feel even more pitiful.

Under the light, the beauty is like jade, and it is pitiful! There are more grievances like that, how can it not make people feel distressed.

You Yuecheng frowned, his eyes were dark and black, he put down the wine glass in his hand, and pulled up Mo Xuemin, who was kneeling in front of him, he had a lot of strength, not Mo Xuemin could stop it, Mo Xuemin was pulled up, and he shook unsteadily, Xu stepped on the corner of his skirt, and his hand subconsciously grabbed You Yuecheng's big palm that had not yet retracted, so as to stabilize his body.

When he stood firm, he found himself holding You Yuecheng's hand tightly, and hurriedly shook off his hand, and took two steps back with a blushing face.

"That third young lady of your family is so vicious, why don't you tell your father, Master Mo is not such an easy person to fool." You Yuecheng withdrew his hand and asked coldly, his mind couldn't help but have a delicate face with a little weakness, he didn't expect that such a face turned out to be a femme fatale, not to mention that he had killed the younger brother in his aunt's womb, and he also said in front of Mo Huawen that his aunt had harmed the child in her belly.

How can there be such a vicious mother in this world, how could Lord Mo, who has always been clear-minded, believe this kind of words, You Yuecheng has always felt that Mo Huawen is a clear person, but at this time, he doubted that Mo Huawen was in the back house, was it too powerless, a femme fatale with the identity of a concubine, so blatantly harming the concubine in the backyard, and finally punishing the aunt who was misborn, what did he think.

"Father can only listen to the words of the third sister now, if we dare to speak, I am afraid that in the end we will be the same as my mother, and will be banned in the backyard forever, not that I dare not say, I am afraid of this kind of fate, but my mother now I don't know whether she is alive or dead, I still want to save her, how dare I risk my life, so that my father is annoyed with us, that mother really has no future." Mo Xuemin wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and cried again, tears falling down in strings, sad, sad and angry, but there was nothing she could do.

Hibiscus flowers are like water, and beauties are like jade! Beads of tears, moist and delicate......

"We don't dare to say anything more now, we just want the third sister to marry out quickly, the backyard of Mofu can be quieter, and there is nothing else to ask for, but the third sister just came to the capital, and the reputation of the capital is not obvious, and where is there any good family will come to ask for marriage, so ask the prince for help, the son of the family is noble, the people he knows are also of good character, the family style is rigorous, although the third sister is narrow-minded, but it is not bad, if the son can introduce a good family, it can be regarded as solving our urgent need."

Mo Xuemin raised her teary eyes and looked at You Yuecheng Road pleadingly.

"She's done this to you, and you're still speaking for her?" You Yuecheng said unhappily, such a femme fatale is not so bad that she is really bad, at this time, he has no good impression of Mo Xue Tong at all, and at that time he thought that this was also a smart and clever lovely woman, but when he thought about it at this time, he only felt disgusting.

How can there be such a vicious woman in this world! The whole poisonous woman, if anyone marries her home, it's not that the house is restless, the Miss Mo in front of her is too kind-hearted, and at this time she still wants to help her choose a good family to marry, and he wants him to say that this kind of vicious woman is only worthy of those prodigal evil young people, that is a perfect match, I suddenly thought of a person in my mind, her eyes flashed, and there was a sneer on her lips, it was not completely no, but there was a person who was very suitable.

"She must be my sister after all, my mother died early, and she lived in Yuncheng for a while, and she didn't have a parenting, in fact, our Mofu owed her, I just hope that she will marry well in the future, the hatred in her heart will disappear, and from then on, our sisters will be together and beautiful, and nothing else will dare to think about it." Mo Xuemin looked like a good sister who was thinking about Mo Xue's eyes, wiped her tears, raised her head and looked at You Yuecheng pleadingly.

"Would it be good to ask Shizi to help my sister find a good family?"

Good guys? What kind of good family is such a woman! You Yuecheng sneered, the better she felt about Mo Xuemin, the worse she felt about Mo Xuemin, she only felt that a gentle woman like Mo Xuemin could afford to be generous and kind, and she was still thinking about her sisterhood in such a situation, which was really pitiful, and she couldn't help but feel a little gentler when she looked at Mo Xuemin's eyes.

Now that you have an idea in your heart, let us do our part for this poor woman! He will help the "still saved" Miss Mo San to choose a "good" family!

In a larger and more spacious box next to their box, Feng Jueran smiled and put down a painting that was blocking Mo Xuetong's eyes, which was just blocking the small hole in the wall just now.

Behind him, Mo Xuetong covered her chest and coughed lowly twice.

"Hitomi, how's it going? Still painful? Feng Jueran put down the hanging in his hand, turned around and asked, reached out and poured a cup of hot tea for her, blew it carefully, and put it in front of her.

I have just let people see it, and the injury is not serious.

"It doesn't hurt much now." Mo Xuetong touched her right shoulder and said with a wry smile, the dying palm of the ink-clothed man was slapping on her right shoulder, fortunately, she was dying and powerless to fight back, the two swords were not only sharp, but also smeared with the poison that sealed the throat with blood, although the last palm of the person used all his strength, it was already the end, otherwise this time her little life would really be there.

"Why did you do it just now, I don't know how many steps to escape, I've already passed by." Feng Jue's red lips were enchanting and magnificent, but they were tightly closed, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of displeasure, how could he be so happy, seeing Mo Xuetong being hit hard, his heart was about to jump out at that moment, and he couldn't care about anything else, so he turned around and pounced, now think about this girl really doesn't know how thick the sky is, how can she dare to stab someone with a sword.

"I'm not afraid!" Mo Xuetong picked up the teacup at hand, took a sip gently, and a faint wry smile on her lips, she was not afraid, when she hated it so much in her previous life that she wanted to destroy the entire Sima family, she was no longer the cowardly and timid Mo Xuetong, the road to revenge has never been a smooth road, blood debt and blood repayment, if she is afraid of this and that now, how can she talk about revenge.

The light shone on her beautiful little face, there was no childishness at this moment, only alienation and indifference, as well as loneliness and sadness from the bones, and the beautiful glass eyes fell on the dark night sky in front of the window, inexplicably like the heavy night that she sank into in her previous life.

Thinking that it was the Nine Shadows Mansion, thinking that she could only bring this hatred into the Nine Shadows, she didn't think that there was a chance to be reborn in this life, how could she still be as timid and incompetent as before! If she is still the same as in the previous life, she will still be swallowed by people in the end, even the blood and bones will be swallowed, look at the fake kindness in the room next to her, and Mo Xuemin, who pretends to be gentle, knows that as long as she does not die, they will never stop.

I killed the child in Aunt Fang's belly, I hurt Aunt Fang's life is worse than death, and Mo Xuemin, the eldest sister, did not hesitate to come out and beg others to help her find a good marriage, I don't know what kind of "good" marriage entered Mo Xuemin's eyes, so she did not hesitate to fall into You Yuecheng's begging and kneeling.

"Your Highness, among the people you Yuecheng knows, is there anyone who is notorious? Unbearable and unmarried? Mo Xuetong's face was surprisingly quiet, the candle flame jumped on her beautiful face, extremely light and cold, I couldn't see the joy and sorrow but it was even more heart-wrenching, what kind of suffering made a girl who was only thirteen years old have such a deep restraint! ()