Chapter 313

Sure enough, he is different from the previous life. He is not Sima Lingyun!

Just now she even compared him with Sima Lingyun. There was a little comparability. She was worried that he would hurt her. Now it's ridiculous to think of it. He cares about her body. This feeling relaxed her heart.

Move the table over, put a bowl of rice for Feng Jue ran in front of him, and a small bowl for himself. He sat aside and looked at it with his chopsticks. The dishes on the table were all his favorite. For a moment, he turned his head and looked at him.

"This is your favorite Qingmiao seasonal food. Try it. It's still hot now." Feng Jue ran straightened his robe, leaned on his side and padded it with a cushion. The wound was on his chest and abdomen. It was really inconvenient.

"How do you know I like this?" Qingmiao is fresh. At this time, there should be very few fresh bamboo shoots. It's not so fast until the spring!

Feng Jue ran Jun's eyes floated a layer of color, showing thousands of customs, glanced at him, and said lazily, "it's not easy to know what you like to eat!"

The black snow pupil said this was stuffy. Then she tooted her mouth and took a bite into her mouth. The delicate fragrance almost made her cry.

The fresh bamboo shoots are well prepared. The most important thing is to eat fresh bamboo shoots at this time. That feeling makes her appetite open.

Seeing that she was satisfied with her food, Feng Jue ran stretched out her chopsticks, took another chopstick for her, put it into her bowl and said with a smile, "if you like it, eat more! If you keep so thin, you will have no meat when you marry me."

The words made people blush, but Mo Xuetong didn't say anything. He just stared at him with shame, raised his hand, picked up a chopstick and put it in his bowl.

Feng Jue ran was a little surprised. She narrowed her handsome eyes with joy. The smile in Feng's eyes almost overflowed and took a quick bite.

The carriage is very quiet, there is a warm feeling, with some pulse of affection!

When the meal was ready, Mo Xuetong cleaned up, sat back in front of the bed and sent him a towel. Feng Jue ran smiled and tried her mouth with her hand. When she put the towel on the table, she held her hand and said, "tong'er, I'll marry you first. How about entering the door?"

The words startled Mo Xuetong, raised his way in amazement, explored his forehead, and tried his own.

"I'm serious. Tong'er, you can marry me first. We can not be together first and watch filial piety for your mother together. It's better for two people to watch your mother together than you alone. Besides, I can rest assured that I take care of you. Look at the current situation. Although your father's official position is not low, it's not enough to protect you." Feng Jue ran pulled her white and tender hand and pressed it under his handsome face and coaxed him.

"I want to protect you. It's also called bad words and bad luck. The Empress Dowager still wants to make your idea. You can't say why. Just because your father didn't make a clear order, King Ning's actions will get bigger these days. The eldest brother and the third brother are the same, and Bai Yichen. It's really wrong for you to be a princess these days. I'm afraid the eldest princess can't protect you."

He closed his eyes, narrowed slightly, and his eyes flashed a little cold. He didn't say what he cared about most. Tong'er was actually engaged, and the most likely marriage was... This cognition was enough to make him uneasy.

In any case, the pupil is his, and no one can take it away.

"That's not very good!" Mo Xuetong thought for a moment and shook his head without asking whether he could. Things have happened one by one these days. There are more than one malicious to herself in the deep palace. Although the eldest princess is very kind to herself, as Feng Jue ran said, she is really powerless. Just like the monkey incident of the fifth Lord, she did it, but she didn't even punish!

She understood that she must not be a real Royal!

"Tong'er, don't worry. I will wait for you to be filial. I can make it clear to my father, but I really don't worry about you! If something like that happens again, I don't know if I will lose control." Feng Jue ran turned her head and couldn't hide her doting and heartache in Mo Tong. She stretched out her hand to caress her hair and said sadly, "I can't protect you, but I let you be robbed. After a while, I may go to Nanman, I'm afraid..."

The strong helplessness in the words blew away her hesitation like the wind.

The meaning in the words is to say that the black snow pupil is creepy all over, and immediately looks sober and alert.

In the last life, the man openly killed his mother clan in the hall with an iron and blood posture, and then went to Nanman. I don't know what happened!

What made him so cruel and exiled himself in such a tragic way? Can the people of the Central Plains understand that the land of Nanman is far away from the Central Plains, the center of the struggle and the high position? What makes him so sad and desperate that he has no intention of everything in the state of Qin.

If she went to Nanman, she might not come back again. Thinking of this possibility, she suddenly found that God gave her a new life, not only for revenge and saving the tragedy of the Fuguo government, but also for this man. She didn't want him to go to Nanman to die!

Do not want him to repeat the road of the previous life, self abandonment and self exile!

Yubai's little hand stroked his face actively. At that moment, a trace of firmness flashed in his mind. His long eyelashes flashed. Looking at his handsome face, he swept away the shame in his eyes, bit his lips, looked at him and said, "if you don't go to Nanman, I'll agree to marry you as soon as possible!"

Feng Jue ran didn't expect that she would agree so easily. The poor face he hadn't pretended to be froze immediately. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, hugged her and said excitedly, "tong'er, are you really willing to marry me earlier?"

His heart is proud, and the corners of his lips can't help cocking up. Now he can rest assured to sleep in. His pupils are so good that he doesn't know how many people miss her secretly. It's really not reassuring! She could have been prevented from being spied on earlier. Those people would never have thought that they could marry her before tong'er was filial.

"Don't go to Nanman!" Fall in his arms, carefully avoid his injury, Mo Xuetong insisted.

"OK, I won't go. Tong'er won't let me go. I'm not going anywhere." Feng Jue ran happily patted Mo Xuetong's shoulder. The smile in Mo Mou was as thick as Mo Yu. It didn't matter what she said. She just felt that she said everything was right. She should listen and say what is what!

Anyway, he just said that. He didn't really want to go there.

"But, father......" Mo Xuetong hesitated.

Feng Jue ran immediately understood what she meant, and then patted her chest. She couldn't help but promise again and again: "tong'er, don't worry, I'll find a way from your father. I'll definitely let you speak smoothly and don't let you suffer any injustice."

That pair of eyes flickered with the bright and dazzling wind color. They were full of vigor and vitality, which made people unable to move their eyes. The beautiful and flawless face was even with a dazzling smile. Seeing that he was so happy, Mo Xuetong couldn't help but feel the surge of heart, and a faint and shy smile could not help showing on his lips. He covered it in his arms and felt relieved that he had never had before.

There's no need for her to seek anything. He'll clean it up for her!

The feeling of being extremely spoiled made her heart soft and had long lost her original intention!

There was vibration, joy, sweetness, and even some joy and joy... Sensing the smile of Mo Xuetong, Feng Jue ran smiled more happily. The light in the carriage shone on his beautiful face. His eyes were as bright as star eyes, and countless blazing flashed. He didn't know what to say for a moment. He just hugged her tightly and calmed down in the carriage.

"Tong'er, don't worry, I won't lose you. I'll only treat you well in the future, only you!"

Suddenly, Feng Jue Ran's words came to her ears, as if to say an oath. She was only willing to be alone and be good to her... Mo Xue's nose was sour and tears filled her eyes!

She doesn't know what to say. In the last life, she died in this struggle between wives and concubines. In fact, she is a loser. Even if she is reborn, her heart is shadowy. But the best way she can think of is to keep her heart. If she keeps her heart, she will become ruthless.

Only when she is ruthless can she watch her husband and son-in-law recruit new people one by one, and also calmly deal with the endless tricks and flattery in each concubine room. Only when she is ruthless can she stand in an invincible position, not sad and out of control. Everything exists according to her own potential.

She just needs to strongly control the position of the mistress!

After giving birth to a legitimate son, inheriting family property, other love, all are clouds and smoke!

I don't know when she believed that Feng Jue ran was only to cope with the Royal struggle, so she lost a romantic name. In fact, he was restrained and self-control. But these were her guesses. Listening to him say such words in such sincere words, sour and astringent surged up!

I can't believe what I heard.

"Tong'er, are you listening?" Unable to hear her response, Feng Jue ran stretched out her hand to dig up her head. Unexpectedly, she pressed tightly against his arms and refused to loosen it.

"I'm listening." She said stiffly, twisted her body a little, and gently added, "thank you!"

Although she didn't get a direct response, it also made Feng Jue ran feel excited and couldn't help holding her more tightly.

"Your Highness, you have reached the gate of the Mo mansion." Outside the carriage, the coachman gently knocked on the door, and the car stopped at an unknown time.

"Tong'er, I'll take you in." Feng Jue ran sat up slowly. Mo Xuetong hurriedly drilled out of his arms. Taking the time to trim his long hair, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and gently asked, "do you care about your injury?"

"For the sake of tong'er, what are you afraid of this injury? So far, Qin Yufeng has stopped for at least a while. My eldest brother has hurt his muscles and bones. The third brother can't afford to make any trouble alone. Let's have a rest together." He smiled and took out the cloak on one side, wrapped the black snow pupil in it, and carefully tied it for her, revealing his face and breathing.

Looking at the small face with a big slap in front of her, Feng Jue ran couldn't help but look pathetic because she was tightly wrapped. She lowered her head and stole a note of incense on her cherry lips. When she was ashamed and angry, she stretched out her hand to hold her. As soon as the door opened, she swept out and went to her Qingwei garden.

When Mo Ye opened the window and received Mo Xue's pupil, Feng Jue ran shook her hand and said softly, "wait a few more days." Then he turned and left.

Mo ye took off her cloak for her and helped her to the bed. A heater had been prepared on the bed. It was warm. Mo Xuetong lay in and couldn't help making a comfortable sound. He took a long breath. Suddenly, he remembered what he had just promised. His face was red with shame. He covered the quilt and covered the smile around his mouth!