Chapter 264

Mo Xuetong was silent for a while. She immediately understood the meaning of Feng Jue ran.

Ling Fengyan is an important piece in the Queen's hand. Whether she marries the king of Yan or the king of Chu, it plays an incredible role.

But no matter who he wants to marry, Ling Fengyan's boudoir name can't be damaged.

So this evening, Ling Fengyan will only keep quiet and never say anything wrong in front of people. Even if she is the queen, she will not disclose it, because now the Queen's interests are not equal to her interests, and she will not be at the mercy of the queen. If she is in the hands of the queen now, she can resist.

Having figured this out, Mo Xuetong can only be speechless.

What he could think of, he had thought of it for a long time, and made a trap for Ling Fengyan. Although she didn't know exactly what it was, she also knew that his plan was not limited to this. In this bureau, it should be not only Ling Fengyan, but also his highness Ning and the Empress Dowager behind him.

Thinking that the Empress Dowager who has been hidden behind the scenes is the most scheming one, Mo Xuetong can't help but be surprised.

"Be careful yourself." Mo Xuetong said such a sentence, and then found out what he said. He turned quickly and covered the shame in the bottom of his eyes.

"Tong'er cares about me." Feng Jue ran on the couch brightened his eyes, fiercely turned over and sat up, lifted his robe and sat down, smiling and asking.

His handsome eyes are like the stars in the night, shining brightly. His eyes seem to be lit by the fire, and he repeats happily: "tong'er really cares about me."

Mo Xuetong couldn't help rolling his eyes. Even if he didn't see how he smiled behind him, he knew that he was very proud now. For a moment, he wanted to bite off his tongue. How could this words slip out so smoothly, as if the little daughter-in-law cared about her husband and son-in-law.

Thinking so, his face became more and more red, but his mouth was unconvinced: "although your highness is skillful and courageous, I can't take it lightly. Since I am on the same rope with your highness now, I naturally want to consider it for your highness."

"On a red rope?" Feng Jue ran asked out of context, which meant that it was ambiguous and made people blush.

Mo Xuetong knew that he was intentional. He was secretly ashamed. He simply turned his head and looked at him and said, "Your Highness just reminded me not to go out more these days. Is there something related to me? Your highness, please make it clear. Don't ruin your Highness's affairs on my own. I believe it's most important to solve the problem earlier than speculation."

This is what she has just wanted to ask. She was inexplicably relieved after asking. This is what she needs to solve most at present.

"Tong'er is really smart. He can even see that." Feng Jue ran Shai smiled and waved to her to sit down.

Mo Xuetong hesitated for a moment and walked slowly over. Since she decided to marry to the palace and share weal and woe with him, she couldn't share some things too much. In her last life, she was seriously hurt. In this life, she only wanted to protect the person who should be protected alive. For others, she really didn't want to think too much.

If you can marry someone who can protect yourself, you will be blessed. What else can you ask for!

But why, as he approached, his heart was a little out of control... Sure enough, Feng Jue ran was not a person who could sit quietly for discussion. With a handsome smile, he took the initiative to lean against Mo Xuetong, who was far away from him, waved his sleeve, lifted his robe and sat down. His evil and beautiful Phoenix eyes looked at her with a smile, with some affection that she couldn't see through.

"Does the great prince of Yan have something to do with me?" Mo Xuetong deliberately didn't look at the handsome face he leaned against, and then asked.

In my memory, these royal children were too far away from her. In her last life, her only place of activity was the backyard of the Duke's house in the town. Only a few aunts had to toss her to death. I didn't expect to go out of the backyard in this life, but I found that the world was much more complicated than I thought.

Some things that didn't matter in her previous life surfaced a little, and she didn't know why.

The feeling of having no place to live in made Mo Xuetong, who was born again and took the lead in everything, walk in a trance in the misty cloud pile, surrounded by white clouds. She can only go down with a deep foot and a shallow foot, but she doesn't know which day she will fall into the clouds and sink.

She tried to recall her previous life about who the position of emperor Zongwen came from, but she couldn't find an end.

In my mind, only Sima Lingyun and Mo Xuemin's ferocious smiling faces tore her heart like fire. My hand involuntarily covered my heart. My face suddenly turned pale and there was a faint sweat on my head.

"What's the matter with you? What's wrong?" Feng Jue ran reaches out to hold her and asks anxiously.

Ink snow pupil closed his eyes and took a breath. He felt that the hidden pain in his chest did not exist. Everything just now was like an illusion, so unreal.

This is not the Duke's residence in Zhenguo, nor is he Sima Lingyun. Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand and pinched his skirt, felt the lubrication of silk and satin at the fingertips, and her heart relaxed inexplicably. Across the skirt, she could even feel the skin under his skirt, so warm and elastic, as if even her blood was in line with his blood pulse.

He is really not that person.

"It's all right," he said inexplicably with a gentle and relieved smile on his face. His long eyelashes flashed. He raised his bright water eyes that could see people's hearts, looked at his well-defined handsome face, and relaxed.

Completely different from the previous life!

The tragedy of the previous life cannot be repeated. She will not be poisoned by Sima Lingyun and Mo Xuemin.

"Pupil." Feng Jue ran Jun's eyes seemed to beat like a flame. His slender big hand grabbed her hand and fiercely hugged her in his arms.

Mo Xuetong was startled by the blazing flame he lifted up. Only then did he find that he had been tightly held in his arms, and his surroundings seemed to be blank. Only his slightly heavy breath echoed vaguely in his ears, and the people who swayed blushed as if they were burned through.

Inexplicable Mo Xuetong didn't know how to describe his feeling. He was ashamed and ashamed, but he didn't know how to respond. He was so tightly wrapped in his arms, as if it were embedded in him. His shoulders were very wide, his muscles were tight, effortlessly suppressed her body, and she was soft in his arms. She didn't know what to do. She held his skirt tightly with both hands, The charming water eyes are full of fog and confusion.

Poor people are like lost lambs. They don't know how to do it.

Being a man for two generations, this intense burning brain, a blank emotion, Mo Xuetong had never experienced, subconsciously refused, and the feeling that it seemed to burn everything made her very afraid.

"Tong'er, as soon as you reach the hairpin, I'll propose marriage." Feng Jue Ran's voice is unconsciously mellow. Mellow Wan Ru has been aging for a long time. With the feeling of hot eyes and heartbeat, she still holds her tightly no matter how resistant she is in her arms.

Subconscious tension, subconscious resistance, she was suddenly afraid, afraid of whether she would burn, whether she would be lost, a little communication, a little sinking, whether something happened unconsciously, which made her so overwhelmed and calm at ordinary times. At this time, she didn't know where to throw it. Now she just wanted to escape.

She's running away from this man. He's too dangerous!

It was a feeling from the bottom of my heart. There was no reason, no reason. I just felt that if I let him up like this, I would lose my square inch and thinking... It seemed that I felt her struggling. Feng Jue Ran's arms softened up, but still refused to let go. With one hand, she gently patted her back to soothe her mood, The other hand hugged her slender waist and comforted her low: "tong'er, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid."

Xu's gentle, almost spoiled voice smoothed her out of control mood. Mo Xue opened her eyes blankly, and the focus slowly appeared in her sight. At the end of the focus was the beautiful face. At this time, with full face of regret, she gently seemed to be taking care of her most precious baby.

Is he so gentle because of her!

But why did he treat her like this? An almost impossible possibility loomed in her mind... "Tong'er, darling, what's the matter? Tell me." Feng Jue ran sensed her slowly calming mood, touched a handkerchief and gently wiped the tears she had just run down. The crystal tears stained her white cheeks. Her smart eyes twinkled more and more like stars in the sky, but they were filled with some distressing confusion.

Thinking of the matter of Mo mansion, Feng Jue's dyed eyes were dark for a while, and a shadow flashed at the bottom of his eyes.

"Don't cry, don't cry, tong'er, believe me, I won't let anyone bully you." It's hard to believe that Qingjun, the evil and beautiful xuanwang, was so clumsy. His slender fingers fell on her face and gently moved people... The water eyes of Mo Xuetong became clearer and clearer. She knew that it was best to push her away and keep her style as a lady of her family, but now she didn't know whether to push him away or hold him, The feeling of being taken care of in the palm of her hand was what she had been looking for in her last life, so she took her own life.

In this life, can she really believe it!

The clear water eyes vividly reflected her doubts. She looked at him blankly, some refused, some alienated, but still had some difficulties and expectations.

She has been hurt, hurt and dead. She is really afraid!

"The father has promised our marriage, and will marry us when your filial piety expires." Sensing her fear, Feng Jue ran said softly in her ear.

He actually told Zong Wendi? Mo Xuetong suddenly woke up and looked at him incredulously.

"Don't worry. When you enter the house, I will disperse all the women in the house. None of those women is really mine." He whispered in her ear, but the sound fell in the ear of the black snow pupil like thunder.

The most women in Lord Xuan's mansion are women, some of whom were robbed by him, others were sent, and some of them came into the mansion voluntarily. However, no matter which, it is said that his mansion is a place where beauties gather, with all kinds of colors and images. Even emperor Zongwen has scolded him many times for some.

And now he says that those women are not his... Why is it not surprising!

But the inexplicable Mo Xuetong believed him and looked at his handsome face, which frowned because of his urgency. The eyes that looked evil and deep on weekdays were unusually clear, with her clear pity and doting. The tenderness of drowning made her warm tears dye her eyes for a moment.

He, how can he say that to her!

He, how can he do this to her!