Chapter 242

The carriage of the Duke's residence in Zhenguo is going up the street. The Sima Lingyun in the carriage still has a bad face. Thinking that he was looked down upon by the public in the Duke's residence in Ming'an just now and was finally laughed at, his handsome face is a little distorted. He grabs the soft cushion on one side and fiercely suppresses the roar at the bottom of his heart. One day, he will show those people, He Sima Lingyun would never be so worthless.

Suddenly the carriage seemed to hit something and suddenly stopped.

"What's up?" Sima Lingyun said coldly, suppressing the impulse to pick up one side of the teacup and throw it out.

"Shizi, the carriage hit a girl." The coachman said respectfully outside.

Hit someone? Sima Lingyun frowned, let go of the teacup, lifted the curtain of the car and went out. The Duke's house of the town is in the limelight these days. How dare he cause something again.

"Miss, miss, how are you? Are you all right? If you're hurt, what can I do?" A maid cried eagerly. Sima Lingyun looked at the place and saw a woman with a fragile face, pale with tears, sitting on the ground with her legs covered, but she couldn't say a word. It was very pitiful.

"What's the matter? Where did you hit?" Sima Lingyun squatted down and asked gently.

"Excuse me, are you..." Lan Xinru raised her charming face and asked timidly.

"This is the prince of our town." Answered the coachman.

Zhenguo Hou Shizi? Lan Xin was so happy that she looked at Sima Lingyun's young and handsome face. Her face became more and more painful. She covered her legs and seemed to want to stand up. Then she sat up and fell involuntarily into Xiaolian's arms. The corners of her lips trembled, but she couldn't even speak.

"Did you hurt your leg?" Sima Lingyun reached out and touched the wound covered by her. He found that the blood was slowly leached there. As expected, he was hurt.

"I can't move my legs." Lan Xin raised her tearful eyes like a pity.

That kind of delicate appearance greatly satisfied Sima Lingyun's heart of being abandoned by the public at this time. At once, he felt that the beauty in front of him was beautiful, pure and so lovely. Thinking that such a beauty was hurt by his own carriage, he didn't care about anything else. He picked her up and got on his horse carriage, while letting the carriage run quickly to the hospital on the street.

Xiaolian got on the carriage neatly when Sima Lingyun picked up LAN Xinru.

"How are you hurt? Is the pain severe?" Sima Lingyun in the carriage thought for a moment and opened the tube of her lower leg. As expected, a piece of cloth was broken on Bai Nen's lower leg, and blood seeped out of it.

Lan Xin blushed and wanted to take back her legs, but he was tightly grasped by him. For a moment, she softened her body and involuntarily leaned towards Sima Lingyun, with tears: "pain, childe, I'm in pain."

"Don't be afraid. It's all right. When you get to the hospital, it'll be all right." Sima Lingyun breathed a sigh of relief and comforted. He only broke his skin and didn't hurt his muscles and bones. It's not a big problem. It's a blessing in misfortune.

"Can I break my leg?" Lan Xin looked at Sima Lingyun in tears and said, "if it's broken, what can I do? I have to find my aunt. If I can't find it, I'm a lonely woman..." then she sobbed again.

"It's okay, it's okay, it doesn't matter, it's not broken." Sima Lingyun hurriedly patted her on the shoulder and said softly. Only then did he find that he held her in his arms. She was soft and warm. She was pitiful. Because of the pain, her body trembled and looked more and more delicate and painful.

"Really not broken?" As if in order to seek support, the tearful eyes looked at Sima Lingyun timidly, which immediately made Sima Lingyun a little heroic. The masculinity that had been worn away these days was immediately high to the extreme, gently touched the skin beside her wound with her hand, and said softly again: "it's all right, it'll be all right after bandaging."

"But I still hurt!" Lan Xin looked at him pitifully, as if in tears. The timidity there immediately satisfied Sima Lingyun's masculinity. She only felt that the woman in front of her was lovely, pitiful and painful. Then she held her and gently asked her, "isn't it from the capital?"

"No, I came to find my aunt, but I couldn't find anyone at the address she gave me, so I had to rent a yard in the city. But these days, there's still no trace. What can I do if I can't find it again?" LAN Xinru was crying in his arms. Sima Lingyun's heart also hurt. He couldn't help comforting him in a soft voice: "it's all right. If there's really no place to go, I'll live in my house first and hit you. I have to show it."

Sima Lingyun was stunned after saying that. There were so many things going on in the house these days. He really didn't mind to meddle. He said something for a moment and regretted it.

"Really?" The timid voice, accompanied by the tender white hands holding his skirt, Sima Lingyun's regret immediately turned into smoke, held the people in his arms tighter and nodded hard. One aunt and two aunts in the house also lifted, beating Mo Xuemin's face, at least to make himself less angry.

I didn't see Lan Xin's proud face in my arms at all!

Didn't Mo Fu drive her out! She won't make them feel better. When she heard that the man married was mo Xuemin, she won his favor, made Mo Xuemin sad, and made Mo Huawen regret driving her out.

She attributed all her tragic experiences to the Mo mansion, but she didn't think how she would end up like this if she hadn't suffered for herself.

Qingwei garden.

Mo Xuetong sat in front of the window and looked through the medical book sent to her by Feng Jue ran. The picture and text in it were easy to understand.

The room was quiet, only the sound of turning pages. In winter, the room was warm, and the black snow pupil put his hair casually and leaned against the couch.

"Miss, you can sleep first. You'll hurt your eyes later." When Moran entered the door, her feet were light and skillful. She sent her a cup of tea. When she saw that she kept reading, she was angry and strange.

"It's all right. I'll sleep in a minute. Is Moyu back?" Mo Xuetong smiled and raised his head. Mo LAN didn't say it was OK. He was a little tired and leaned back.

"Moyu just came back and found a house for her distant cousin to live in first. It's just that it's said that it's the envoy of the great prince of Yan for a while, so it's under martial law these days. There's no guarantee. It's really impossible to rent a house." Moran smiled and padded a cushion behind Moxue Tong.

A cousin from a distant house came to Moyu's house today and wanted to find work in the capital. But it's not over yet. Many places don't need people and just stay first. Moyu's mother asked Moyu to help find a house. She went out in the afternoon and didn't come back until now. It can be seen that it's very difficult to find this house.

"Why did the Grand Prince of Yan come so quickly? I didn't say it was a few days ago?" Mo Xuetong frowned. In terms of the things mentioned years ago, the Grand Prince came faster. It seems that he hasn't been in the state of Yan for years. How did he come so fast? The envoys of the two countries didn't ask for anything. What made the Grand Prince come so fast.

It is said that the great prince of the state of Yan was born to the first empress of the state of Yan, who was both legitimate and long. However, I don't know why the crown prince fell into the hands of Bai Yihao. Strangely, it's only superficial that the two countries are protons to each other. The state of Yan sent their very noble crown prince to the state of Qin, and I'm not afraid that if the crown prince has something good or bad in the state of Qin, The state of Yan will have to re elect the crown prince again.

Of course, Mo Xuetong knows that this possibility will not happen. With the strength of Bai Yihao, self-protection is not a problem at all, but the question is, is the Qin emperor not worried about the accident of his chosen successor in the state of Qin? Yan Huang has more than one son. In addition to his eldest son and his second son, there are many princes. Why do you have to choose Bai Yihao.

"Miss, it's said that the reason why the prince rushed so fast was that he wanted to rush to our draft. It's said that the prince came to marry the two countries, and the two countries can get along with Qin and Jin again, so he can stop fighting." Mo LAN smiled and pushed the candle to Mo Xuetong.

This means that the imperial concubine of the great prince of Yan can not be a princess?

Why?

Mo Xuetong rubbed her head and decided not to think about it. Anyway, the state of Yan is too far away from herself and has nothing to do with herself. Don't talk about the state of Yan. Even most of the girls in the state of Qin are excited about the draft. If she doesn't want to participate, she has reason to push it.

Mother's funeral is not full. It's a thing of the past not to draft. As long as the emperor doesn't kiss his name, these things have nothing to do with himself.

Mo Xuetong put down the book, stretched himself, looked at the beating lights, and showed a gentle smile on his face: "go and see Mo Yu. She can have dinner. If not, heat up the food we left for her in the evening, and rest early after eating. There are still things to deal with."

"The maidservant has been made hot. Don't worry, miss. You'd better go to bed first. Just now, Mo ye said that Mo Xiu has entered the pear garden according to our words. It is estimated that it will break out in these two days. The Queen's marriage has come down, and the eldest lady can't wait." Moran answered with a smile, took a foot stove and put it in her quilt.

The foot was hot and shrunk, but Mo Xuetong felt warm. He stretched out and covered it on the side, and even the quilt was fragrant and warm: "how's the preparation of my father's bride price? Since my aunt is wronged to marry my father as a stepbrother, she can't be wronged. I'll return some of the items left by my mother to my father."

Mohuawen is preparing the bride price these days, because it's his successor, and he doesn't prepare much. Moreover, mohuawen does it himself. He is a big man. He doesn't know as much as mohxuetong married once in his last life. At that time, Sima Lingyun showed his respect for her, and the bride price is also very beautiful.

"Don't worry, young lady. The maid will move the part integrated by the young lady to the master's yard tomorrow. Today, someone has specially cleaned it." Mohuawen also has a garden, but because he hasn't lived there, it's idle. When the new couple enters the door, they naturally choose the main courtyard, which is the best. Mohuawen also told mohxuetong that it should be there, so mohxuetong decides to choose some suitable furnishings to put in.

"He Xia moved out first these two days. Mo Yu found a house today. She simply asked her to go out tomorrow and help him find one. She lived in first. There was some chaos in the house these days for fear that others might find her." Mo Xue Tong said positively. Inexplicably, he Xia couldn't be found. After thinking about it, he told Mo LAN Dao.

"OK, I'll go and tell Mo Yu later. Don't worry, miss. Aunt Fang won't do it tomorrow. We still have time." Moran calmed her heart.

Mo Xue Tong nodded and slowly lay down. Her long eyelashes flashed and wanted to say something. Finally, she didn't speak. Mo LAN blew out the light, stepped back and closed the door gently for her.