Chapter 296

Mo Xuetong was wrapped in the quilt. Her head and feet could not be seen, but she also felt that the two people who carried her were very light. Although they carried her, they didn't feel uncomfortable. Obviously, the two people were very skilled in lifting people. Someone was robbed into a yard? Mo Xuetong thought it was impossible.

I felt that I was carried inside for a long time. However, it was also a large family. Since someone took advantage of me, it was more likely that it was the royal residence. It was said that the royal residence had the practice of wrapping women in quilts after washing them, imitating the emperor and his concubines in the palace.

The two people who are carrying are familiar with the road. They must be good at it all the time. Combined with the words they heard before, a vague idea is formed in their mind.

Someone wants to frame this person, and he is the "tool" to frame him. If he is found in his bed, his father will be angry. His father is in charge of the security of the capital and several princes compete for the throne. The first thing he knows is his father, but his father is only loyal to the emperor and doesn't want to stand in line.

Someone is forcing my father to stand in line!

Biting her lips, her hands moved slightly at the bottom of the quilt, and a chill rose from her heart. She only felt that her heart was frozen. This was someone who wanted to attack her father, and she was the chess piece that forced her father. Her heart beat fast and cleared up her disordered mood. She can't be disordered now. The more this time, the more calm she should be.

Not only his own life, but also his father's life. This man is too vicious!

Straighten your ears and listen to the movement outside. I don't know how long I walked. I stopped. A woman smiled and asked, "aunt Ling, who's coming today?"

Aunt Ling, who heard the female voice before, smiled and replied, "it's not your Highness's favorite Han Zhuzi. I took care of it when I went down to the front of the hall just now."

"It's master Han. Go in quickly. It's warm inside. Your highness will come in a minute. A word has just come in front." The woman smiled politely.

The two of them were polite to each other again. Mo Xuetong felt that the person carrying her moved again. This time, it seemed that he went into the house and immediately warmed up around him.

"Sister Yirong, master Han, we put it inside. She just took a bath. At this time, you don't have to wait on her. The inner room is warm. Master Han said she would go to bed first when she is tired. If the hall came down and came back, she will serve." Aunt Ling didn't follow in and said to Yirong with a smile.

When she blocked the door like this, Yi RongZi was embarrassed to follow in. Besides, the Korean master was in favor these days, and there was no reason to go against her meaning. Or she wanted to seduce her highness. She remembered that once she came in wearing such an empty dress. She didn't do much. She looked at several maids in the house with a red face.

Yi Rong feels cold. It's a woman who came out of the brothel chuguan. She's experienced a lot of things and people. Even if she's a clean shepherd, she's not comparable to a good family woman. After your Highness's freshness has passed for a while, she'll know who's the leader of the palace.

It's just that his face looks like that one. He really takes himself as the original match!

Thinking so, he said more politely: "since master Han is willing to be tired, we'll wait in the outer room to enjoy ourselves. Your highness will come soon, so that master Han doesn't have to worry."

Two people inside spread out the quilt, and Mo Xuetong rolled out from inside. One of them listened to the voice outside and smiled at the other. Mo Xuetong felt that she had a hand stretched out and pulled her clothes as her chest. She was almost scared. Fortunately, she thought that it must be a woman who could enter the prince's inner room and carry the cleaned beauty, so she could restrain her mind, There was no sound.

They must be thinking more about what was made on site.

"Sister, are you almost ready?" Sure enough, a woman asked in a low voice.

Another hand came up and ran her belt. Another female voice said, "that's it!"

Then there was the sound of footsteps retreating.

The dark snow pupil closed his eyes, lay motionless on the bed, and listened carefully to the surrounding voices. The room was very quiet. There should be no more people. A faint fragrance like orchid floated out. There must be fragrance burning in the room. The dark snow pupil slowly opened his eyes. What came into view was a large bedroom and an overly large bed. The bed was hung with a light blue curtain with woven gold pattern, The tall tangled branches are hooked by the golden hook with cloud patterns.

The gold-plated colorful light purple feather gauze has a thin quilt, an emerald screen embroidered with "beauty like jade" in red gauze, a narcissus bonsai inlaid with ruby and jade on one side of the multi treasure shelf, a nanmu carved stick inlaid with silver engraved table in front of the window, on which there is a silver smoked ball with pomegranate flower knot and rare birds with different flowers, from which the faint orchid fragrance floats out.

Look at the interior decoration and you will know that the owner can afford the word wealth.

Your highness, in addition to Feng Jue Xuan, king of Chu, is Feng Jue Lei, king of Yan.

After swallowing her saliva, Mo Xuetong propped up her body with one hand and found that she was still a little sour and soft. She was a little anxious for a moment and almost fell down. She held the bed post for a while before standing up straight. First, she sorted out her clothes, tightened her belt again, and walked gently to the window. She had to see the terrain clearly before she could find a chance to escape.

There must be a guard maid outside. She can't make a heavy voice.

Gently lift up a corner of the curtain and find that there is a brightly lit yard outside. The high palace lanterns are provoked from the door of the house to the door of the yard, and not just lanterns. Several palace maids in colorful clothes stand under the lamp, because there is no master coming, or three or two, and they are very comfortable chatting.

Aunt Ling seems to have disappeared for a long time.

In this case, if you want to rush out directly, it is impossible to escape.

Although she didn't know what was going on outside, she also knew that there was no chance for a weak woman like her to escape from the yard. Besides, there was the palace outside, and the guards of the palace were not vegetarian.

She is now someone else's chess piece. She was thrown into the palace and framed the Lord. If the Lord knew she was in his house, Mo Xuetong didn't have to think about it. She would be killed by others. Only when she was killed, could the Lord escape from this trap.

Therefore, she can't run out and say to the king.

She doesn't think she has a good relationship with Feng Jue Xuan and Feng Jue Lei, enough for them to take responsibility for saving her.

"Bang" it seemed that there was a sound of the door opening and a low voice outside. Mo Xuetong thought for a moment, went to the door, fell on the door and eavesdropped outside. The situation was unknown, so she didn't dare to lift it lightly.

"Yirong, we really don't need to go in and serve her. Don't rake back later and say we've slowed her down." A woman's disdainful voice asked in a low voice, as if she was packing up things, and the sound of objects gently colliding.

"It's not that we don't wait today. Aunt Ling just said that again. If we go in again, it's against her will. Anyway, the empress Zhengfei is about to enter the door, and she can only be arrogant for a few days. Miss you is the eldest lady of the Ming government, and there must be no sand in her eyes." Yi Rong has some disgusting voices. It is obvious that he is not very cold to the master inside.

"Since he called the house, he was arrogant. He really thought he was the top man in the temple, but he didn't know he was just an imitation. After a day or two, his highness won't want her. She's still proud." There are voices of disaster and disaster.

Yanwang fengjuelei?

Moxue Tong was stunned and immediately strung up the words before and after. It turned out that it was Feng Juelei, the king of Yan. Only he wanted to marry you Yuee, the Duke of the Ming Dynasty, and the day was very urgent. It seemed that the two families had just decided to get married. Soon, the king of Yan wanted to go ahead with the marriage. The royal marriage was unusual.

It's not too much to go through the whole process for a year and a half. It's really rare to see such a fast thing as requested by King Yan.

Fortunately, Emperor Zongwen also liked to see his son get married early, so he didn't even ask. Only two months later is a good day. It's better to get married and travel. It's so urgent to choose this day.

Mo Xuetong didn't want to be complete here. Suddenly, someone shouted outside the door: "the Lord is back. Come and help him."

From the curtain raised by Mo Xuetong, you can see feng Juelei who is being held by the public. Seeing his unstable shape, he is actually drunk. Several maids came forward and helped him down. Someone shouted: "sister Yirong, come on, the Lord is drunk and let someone wait on the soup."

The direction of the maids holding over is this room.

Mo Xuetong was in a hurry. She put her shoulders against the door in a panic, and her fingers trembled involuntarily. Even though she was calm, she had never experienced such a thing. If she was really blocked in bed, she had to commit suicide to celebrate the full name Festival. In that way, Feng Juelei would be hated by her father, and even be immortal.

Feng Juelei has the support of the queen and the government of Dingguo behind him. It's easy to succeed. His father can only die against him.

No, she can't let her father fall into such a desperate situation.

Calm down. At this time, you must be calm. There has been a staggering sound of footsteps in the outer room, and some disorderly questions. The footsteps are getting closer and closer. Mo Xuetong put down the door against him, stretched out his hand, took off the pair of small swords on his head, held one in each hand, took two steps tightly, shrunk his body and quickly covered the bottom of the bed.

Under the bed is very spacious, and there are hanging tassels outside. Through the vast tassels, you can see the place along the knee.

The door was kicked open heavily.

A group of people helped Feng Juelei into the house.

It was not easy to hold Feng Juelei to lie down on the bed. Yirong looked around and said to himself, "man!"

The master in this room is clearly there. He pushed the door and came in without anything.

"Sister Yirong, come on, give your highness sobering soup. Your highness is going to vomit." Someone is screaming.

Yirong didn't have time to think about it. She hurried out to make people prepare wake-up soup. After a rush, she finally served fengjuelei to lie down. All the other maids withdrew. There were only Yirong and Yiyun left in the room.

"Where is master Han?" Yirong didn't have time to ask until this time.

"Yes, the house is so messy. Why didn't you see Han Zhuzi?" Yiyun puts down Feng Juelei's robe and asks in amazement.

The house was in a mess just now, but no one saw Han Zhuzi. Where is he in the house!

"Has anyone been out just now?" Yi Rong hesitated and asked. It was too chaotic just now. They were all taking care of the Yan king, and no one noticed the others.

"I'll go out and ask." Yiyun stood up and took Feng Juelei's dirty robe out.