It was the time to send the long Princess Mulan. Mo Xuetong was a little stunned, but he remembered that such a person seemed to have passed by at that time. It turned out to be Feng Jueyuan, the king of Chu.

"On that day, the minister didn't see your highness, but she didn't know the face of heaven." Dark snow pupil light way.

"Miss Mo San doesn't want to stay with me and talk?" Feng Jueyuan looked at him with deep eyes.

Mo Xuetong stood up, stepped back and leaned down and said, "Lord, it's inconvenient."

Feng Jueyuan didn't expect that Mo Xuetong would refuse so simply. He couldn't help but be stunned. He smiled and said, "when I saw you, I was still thinking about which little girl is so beautiful, and I decided to do so."

Put down Moran, didn't say a word, turned and left! It's hard for a woman like that not to make an impression!

Moxue Tong's eyes became colder and colder. He bowed his head and said, "when he was about to go to Beijing, he was sad and hesitant. He heard that someone liked the Mulan in his hand. If he wanted to bring it to Beijing, he might not be able to settle it. He simply gave it to the person he liked, and he would certainly take good care of her."

She was avoiding a relationship with herself. Feng Jueyuan understood, but still asked gently, "I heard that you were seriously ill in Yuncheng that day. You have been in Beijing for many days, but you are all right?"

"Thank you, your highness. This old disease has long been nothing." Moxue Tong raised his eyes, and the bright water eyes were facing the gentle and deep eyes of upwind Jue Xuan. He was about to say goodbye.

Feng Jue Xuan found such an opportunity. How could he let people go at will? He looked up and said with a smile: "is Tong Er willing to spend more time with the king?"

The words were very ambiguous. It was obvious to call her tong'er. Mo Xue Tong was slightly stunned and said: "Your Highness has spoken."

"After the Spring Festival, the harem will draft. As you, it's not difficult to enter the list of this draft. This time, the king will marry a positive imperial concubine, two side imperial concubines and tong'er. How about entering the king's house as a side imperial concubine?" Feng Jueyuan didn't seem to see the anger on Mo Xuetong's face. He waved to the little eunuch on one side to retreat and smiled.

Side princess? Mo Xuetong jumped in her heart and looked at Feng Jueyuan in disbelief. She never thought she would offend the king of Chu. Isn't he going to marry Ling Fengyan? What is it now? Find two favorable and low status side concubines to resist Ling Fengyan?

The waiter's daughter is a. Is it your turn now!

"Your Highness, the minister asked herself that she is not the opponent of Miss Ling Er, and she can't compare with Miss Ling er. I'm afraid Her Highness's intention will be paid empty." She looked at Feng Jue Xuan coldly. No matter what his destination was, she didn't want to enter the king of Chu's house. Indeed, it was a great climb to get the identity of a side imperial concubine of the king of Chu with her current identity. Only after the love war of her previous life, she never thought of marrying a rich family again.

All her feelings and love are flowing clouds. She just wants to find a simple family, a simple husband and son-in-law, and live a simple life for herself... The palace and palace are the most disturbed places in the world, not to mention the unknown throne, and the battle for legitimacy is on the eyebrows! She doesn't want to get into this mess.

"Don't worry, as long as you enter the house, the king will only spoil you alone. Whether the imperial concubine is Ling Fengyan doesn't have much to do with you. Even if it is Ling Fengyan, the person the king likes is not..." Feng Jue Xuan said with a smile, with some visible spoil at the bottom of his eyes.

"Please respect yourself, my Lord. I never thought of entering the king's house of Chu, let alone being spoiled. Please forgive me." Mo Xuetong coldly interrupts his words to avoid hearing his so-called "affectionate" confession. Feng Jueyuan's appearance makes her have to agree to it, but it makes her more unhappy.

Seeing that she had repeatedly disobeyed her wishes, Feng Jue's eyes were cold. He was the noble eldest son of the emperor and had a high position. He had never been able to get what kind of woman he wanted. He didn't need to open his mouth. Countless women rushed forward one after another. Mo Xuetong was a flower he liked, so he was only willing to keep it in his own garden for him to enjoy.

To this end, he also gave up another chess in his hand!

"You know, I just respect what you mean, otherwise as long as I tell the queen, I will get married." Feng Jue said in a cool voice, and a trace of anger flashed at the bottom of his eyes. Even the flower he cared about most could not go against his will again and again. Someone would refuse him, which he had never thought of.

Mo Xuetong frowned and bowed down, saying, "thank you for your kindness, but the courtiers are not good at fighting in the back palace. If you enter the palace, you will not live for a few days. Please let the courtiers go."

Is this because of fear? She is still young and pure, so she is worried! Feng Yuexuan's face slowed slightly and said, "the king's palace, whether in the front yard or the backyard, will be in your hands. If the king dotes on you, no one dare to do anything with you. Don't worry."

Seeing that he still didn't give up, Mo Xue's eyes flashed a bit of disgust, raised his head, and his bright eyes had a faint sense of tears: "Your Highness, the minister's daughter doesn't want to enter the king's house of Chu."

"Why?" Feng Jue Xuan stared at her and asked with a heavy face.

"The minister's daughter is only the daughter of a third-class official. She is only willing to marry a good man of the same rank. She does not seek glory and wealth, but peace and peace. Therefore, she can only live up to the love of Her Highness." Mo Xue Tong said firmly.

"If the king wants you!" The wind Jue Xuan pressed step by step.

"If so, the courtiers are willing to splash blood five steps to thank the Lord for his love." Although Mo Xuetong smiled, his eyes were absolutely cold. As soon as he pulled his hand on his head, a sword shaped hairpin fell into his hand and stabbed fiercely at his neck. Feng Jueyuan had no time to be stunned and grabbed her hand with his backhand. The sharp head of the hairpin had pierced the jade like skin, and the blood color dripping down the jade like neck.

"What are you doing?" Feng Jueyuan almost roared and grabbed her hand and scolded her. He felt a pain in his heart. Just now, if he was slower, this pure and distressing woman died in front of him... He angrily said: "even if you want to refuse me, you don't have to use such fierce means. Aren't you afraid of the old father at home being sad when you die like this?"

Mo Xuetong slowly took his hand out of his hand and showed a faint smile. Although the little face as beautiful as jade was pale, it made people dare not look at it: "as long as your highness no longer demands, the minister and daughter dare not hurt themselves."

"You are so unreasonable!" The green veins on Feng Jue's Xuanqi forehead jumped, turned around, shook his sleeves and strode away.

Mo Yeji hurried over and covered her neck with a handkerchief. Fortunately, she was not badly hurt and only broke some skin.

"Miss, how can you do that? It was too dangerous just now." Mo Ye hurried. Just now she stood in the distance and didn't dare to move more. She was a dark guard and couldn't be found to have martial arts. Especially in front of the king of Chu, she had to keep her appearance as an ordinary maid. Therefore, Mo Xuetong moved so fast that she didn't have time to react.

"It's all right. The king of Chu won't kill me." Mo Xuetong helped Mo ye to sit down powerlessly. The sword shaped hairpin was not pulled out. It was not sharp and would not be killed at one blow. Now it was time to seize the line. Feng Jueyuan didn't dare to commit the crime of forcing his female minister to die. As long as his hands were separated, his life would not be in danger.

"But even so, you can't take risks." Mo Ye picked up the handkerchief and the blood was still flowing. He hurriedly picked up the handkerchief and covered it. He pressed it hard to suppress the surge of blood gas.

"How can we do better!" Mo Xuetong smiled lonely on her lips. She asked herself that she was not a strong person and could not compete with Jue Xuan. All she could do was to show weakness. If she could not even show weakness, or she could only accompany her own life.

In the last life, she was only locked in her own family and courtyard, and she was still dead. In this life, she found that the change of imperial power was so close to her that she could not avoid it. Princess Chang, Feng Jue ran, Feng Jue Xuan, and Bai Yihao... Mo ye put some medicine on Mo Xuetong and raised her collar. Fortunately, it was winter. The cotton padded clothes in winter were high-collar, At this time, it doesn't feel abrupt when it stands up. Mo Xuetong takes Mo ye to the rest room on one side.

Just turned a rockery, but suddenly a man burst out. Mo Xuetong was surprised and took two steps back.

"It's disturbing Miss Mo San. Don't be afraid. I'm Yu Mingyong, the younger brother of Princess Yu."

The visitor was Yu Mingyong, but although he was polite, his eyes looked directly at himself and made people angry. Mo Ye stepped forward to separate Yu Mingyong's eyes.

This man is just a slut. Mo Xuetong doesn't want to say much with him. He turns around and wants to leave.

Yu Mingyong looked at the beauty in front of him almost obsessed. He just felt that it was many times more beautiful than the one in the picture. He didn't expect that there were such beauties in the world. He had seen those women in the palace in his sister's palace, but none of them grew like this. He stared at Mo Xuetong for a moment and couldn't even say a word.

Seeing that Mo Xuetong turned to leave, he woke up and said urgently, "Miss Mo, don't go." After saying that, I didn't know where to get confused. I knelt down fiercely and hurriedly pulled Mo Xuetong's dress and said, "Miss Mo, I admire Miss mo. if I have Miss Mo as my wife in this life, I will be single-minded and never fool around outside again. I hope Miss Mo will have mercy."

At this time, Yu Mingyong only felt that if there were such a beauty in this life, it would be worthwhile to die now. In the past, those charming women and Phoenix heads didn't deserve to mention shoes with Miss Mo San. Unexpectedly, Miss Mo Fu didn't deceive herself. This little sister Mo San is the real peerless beauty.

When I knew that I was in the palace that day, how could I bite and say that Miss Mo San had a private relationship with herself, rather than quarrelling with Mo Xuemin? It's still a great shame to be mentioned now.

This time I first saw Miss Mo San on the shore. It was amazing that heaven and man should be close to each other. That's why he specially waited on the road to Meilin. Sure enough, Miss Mo San came from there with only a maid around her, not even an outsider. How can this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity be missed, so Yu Mingyong jumped out.

Mo Xuetong only felt speechless and experienced the matter of Feng Jueyuan. At this time, he was stopped and shamelessly confessed. He only felt that he had come to the Princess House wrong this time. He avoided Yu Mingyong's hand, bit his lips, ignored Yu Mingyong, and turned and left.

"Miss Mo San, Miss Mo San..." seeing that Mo Xuetong was going to leave, Yu Mingyong was not willing to rely on him. He cried out urgently before he wanted to say a few words of admiration. He felt a pain in his head, black in front of him, and fainted to the ground fiercely. Behind him, a purple sheep skin and gold lined high soled boot stepped on him without hesitation, as if he were just a carpet.