Chapter 359

Mo Xuetong didn't know that the old prince thought of his mother Luo Xia again from Luo Mingzhu.

Her carriage drove out of the Fuguo mansion and went to the street. Although she was injured, the marriage personally decided by Emperor Zongwen could not be changed. In more than half a month, it was the time of marriage. Originally, she could embroider wedding clothes in person, but now it was not enough. How cruel Mo Xuemin was, and her three fingers were almost right.

Although it is only in a part of the fingertip, it is painful and stiff when it moves a little, and it is impossible to take the needle in a short time.

"Is Princess Anping in the car?" The carriage stopped suddenly, and a gentle voice came from outside.

Qin Yufeng?

Mo Xue Tong was stunned and motioned to Mo LAN on the side.

Mo LAN got the meaning of Mo Xue Tong, raised the driving curtain and asked, "it's my princess. Is it the eldest son of Qin?"

I have to see clearly that the people outside are really Qin Yufeng. Mo Lan was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "what's the matter with the eldest childe looking for my princess?"

"I heard that the princess was in danger yesterday. Grandma was so anxious that she asked me to visit her house. Unexpectedly, I met her on the street. She came up specially to greet her." Qin Yufeng smiled politely. His eyes passed through the half closed curtain and fell on a pair of satin embroidered shoes inside, with a slight bend in the corners of his lips.

The old lady of Qin asked Hou, but Mo Xuetong didn't dare to ignore it. He asked the groom to stop near the roadside. Mo Xuetong helped Mo LAN out of the carriage and thanked him gently: "thank you for your concern, aunt and grandmother. It's no big deal, just hurt your hand."

Mo Xuetong smiled and blessed a gift.

Qin Yufeng's smiling eyes turned back to her haggard and pale face from the tight hands wrapped by Moxue Tong. A deep luster flashed in her eyes, which was so complex that Moxue Tong couldn't understand.

"Grandma asked cousin Tong to pay more attention. The carriage is not safe to travel. It's better to have more rest at home. The weather is bad these days. Don't walk outside more." Qin Yufeng's voice was actually soft and gentle, and Jun's face was full of smiles. He said words of concern for old lady Qin. He carried a book in his hand behind his back and was very natural and unrestrained.

"Thank you for your concern. Thank you for me. When my pupil is healed, I'll go to see my aunt." The dark snow pupil water eyes turned flexibly, the long eyelashes flashed, and the smile floated up a little, with the flexibility of some girls, very gentle and smooth.

Qin Yufeng's eyes sank, as if something flashed by.

"This hand is really all right?"

"It's really all right. It's just a little inconvenient. It doesn't matter." Mo Xue Tong said, raised her hand slightly, indicating that she was really okay.

"It's all right. I'll go there. When you're well, tell your grandmother by yourself." Qin Yufeng smiled politely and said goodbye.

"OK, next time I must go to see my grandmother. Thanks to cousin Feng. Cousin Feng sells books on the street, but for reference?" Mo Xue's eyes fell on the book in Qin Yufeng's hand. She had to pay attention to Qin Yufeng's stubbornness, as if Qin Yufeng's every move was meaningful.

So he even paid attention to the book in his hand.

"It's not a book to take the exam, it's just some idle gossip." Qin Yufeng smiled and slightly raised the book in his hand. Mo Xuetong couldn't really see it, but he saw a strange symbol on the writing, but he couldn't see it clearly. Suddenly, he felt his heart jump wildly, as if blood gas poured up from his chest, and his body immediately became stiff.

It seemed as if something was spreading from my heart, and the blood color was blurred in front of me... "What's the matter with cousin Tong?" Qin Yufeng also found the abnormality of Moxue Tong. He looked at the book in his hand, then looked at the look of Moxue Tong, and asked at a loss.

He just found this book in the book market. He just felt that the anecdotes and anecdotes in it were a little more strange than ordinary books, so he sold it. For a while, he didn't know why he was interested in these anecdotes. Although the college entrance examination was coming soon, his mind was not at all above.

"Cousin Feng, where did this book come from?" Ink snow pupil asked subconsciously, and his body tightened in an instant.

"It's sold in the book in front. If cousin Tong likes it, she'll take it." Qin Yufeng smiled and handed the book in his hand.

Mo Xuetong was frightened to take two steps backward. A trace of panic flashed at the bottom of her eyes. I don't know why, the book made her feel afraid.

"Cousin Feng doesn't need it. I really don't like this kind of book." Mo Xuetong tried to squeeze out some smiles and felt a heart beating violently. Even when she was pushed out of the carriage by Mo Xuemin yesterday, she was not so nervous, but she had an inexplicable fear just seeing the page of the book.

The wrapped book was slightly hooked, and a tingling pain came from the hand, and the fundus of the eyes recovered a bit of clarity.

"Cousin Feng, I have something to go first." Mo Xuetong almost left in a panic. After brushing Qin Yufeng with a salute, he helped Mo LAN on his shoulder onto the carriage, and the carriage drove out slowly.

"What's the matter with you, miss?" Moran looked at the black snow pupil in the carriage puzzled.

My young lady has always been calm and calm. When did she become frightened? The eldest son of the Qin family didn't say anything special just now!

Mo Xuetong was still in shock. He just kept away subconsciously. Touching his chest with one hand, he could still feel the violent beating of his heart, a fear of unknown reason. It seemed that there were some empty fragments, strange patterns, blazing flames, and a woman's sharp cry... "Little sister, miss!" Moye also found the abnormality of Moxue's pupil and cried out urgently.

The black snow pupil grew a breath, and the clear light was restored in front of her. She slowly closed her eyes, leaned against the couch, and shook her head powerlessly, indicating that she was all right!

Today's Qin Yufeng has nothing to do with the past. Why should he be so frightened!

Mo Xuetong has always been vigilant to Qin Yufeng. She knows that he is not as gentle as on the surface and that he is used to plotting people's hearts. At first, she thought he asked for Mo Xuemin, but slowly she tasted some other flavors. This man can't want Mo Xuemin.

He was the aide of the king of Chu and wanted the high position for the king of Chu. In his last life, he deceived everyone and made others think he was devoted to Mo Xuemin, so as to cover up his sincerity of seizing the legitimate rights for the king of Chu. Everyone believed that he didn't marry because of Mo Xuemin, and even his mother Yu thought it was for this reason, so he quarreled with him many times openly and secretly, They were gently pushed away by him.

Although Mo Xuetong doesn't know the purpose of Qin Yufeng's doing this, it must be related to the king of Chu's seizing the right to marry, or he wants to marry gaomen's right daughter after the success, so he hasn't married, or he's trying to confuse his opponents and make them think he's just an infatuated species and can't afford any big waves... Anyway, Mo Xuetong in the previous life is a well deserved cannon fodder, Inexplicably, it has become a tool for Qin Yufeng to please Mo Xuemin. In this life, there is little contact between Mo Xuemin and Qin Yufeng, but it is not sure when Qin Yufeng calculated himself, so Mo Xuetong's attitude towards Qin Yufeng has been kept within the range of polite alienation.

But today, she feels scared!

Is it because Qin Yufeng has something on him? That book?

Mo Xuetong couldn't understand for a moment. She just felt that her heart was still beating violently, frenzied and afraid... All kinds of emotions rushed up, making her unable to distinguish!

Qin Yufeng, she can't see through more and more!

After the carriage, Qin Yufeng also looked blankly at the book in his hand. The frightened expression of Mo Xuetong was generated after seeing the book.

It's just an ordinary novel of strange ambition. Qin Yufeng has just turned it over. A strange book from the land of Nanman tells some strange stories and stories of Nanman.

Nanman is not the Central Plains. There is an undeveloped civilization and some fantastic witchcraft. There are not many books handed down in words. Therefore, Qin Yufeng is happy to see this book. He sells the book and brings it to wait for Mo Xuetong's carriage.

He did come today under the order of old lady Qin. He guessed that Mo Xuetong would be called back by the old prince of the Fuguo government, so he stayed here.

Feng Jue ran of the xuanwang mansion was lying on the floor with a pale face. A imperial doctor knelt on the ground to bandage his wound. His long black hair tilted down, and a handsome and evil face was half exposed, which looked evil and dangerous. He was wearing a purple brocade robe with blood colored Mandira embroidered on it. The Teng like plants were attached to the corners of the robe, There is an extreme beauty and strangeness.

The imperial doctor's eyes didn't dare to look up more at all. He only carefully wrapped up the wound. The trace of the wound was obviously a knife wound. It was rumored that he was pressed downstairs, but he didn't dare to say more. The more he knew, the faster he died. Since King Xuan concealed his assassination, he must have his meaning.

As a imperial doctor, he is also smart. Since the emperor sent him and ignored it, it means that he knows. The emperor doesn't say anything. He is a small imperial doctor. Why do he make everything clear? He will only die faster.

"Doctor, how long will the king's injury be cured?" Feng Jue dyed his lazy way. His red lips were enchanting. His handsome face was like the legendary Shura, with a bit of evil spirit. His handsome eyes looked at him sharply. His slender white right hand was holding a cup of tea, so he glanced at him, but it made people feel out of breath.

"The Lord's injury should have been cured by recuperation for more than half a month, but yesterday, the Lord's injury was torn apart again. I'm afraid I have to recuperate for another month or so. If the Lord doesn't cherish himself in the future, the injury will harm himself." The imperial doctor said implicitly that the previous injuries were amazing. It's good to be able to heal yourself. I didn't expect that this master was really immortal. He even pulled some more.

Pulling it apart again is equivalent to stabbing another knife in the old wound. I really don't understand why I don't love myself. It's a fatal thing.

"The king's wedding shadow does not affect?" Feng Jue asked with a glance.

"If you want to welcome me personally, I'm afraid it's difficult." The imperial doctor said sincerely, stretched out his hand to wrap the last strand of bandage, then with a heavy sweat, retreated to one side and said, "on the wedding day, the king still needs to rest. Don't be excited."

"It's too hard to be a doctor, so I replied to my father for the king and said that the king didn't welcome the big wedding. Only the last wedding, the king must be a gift in person." Feng Jue ran thought for a moment, lowered his eyes and said faintly. The black snow eyelash feather covered his eyelids like a fan, covering a touch of color at the bottom of his eyes.

He will never let anyone replace him in this marriage. This is his wedding with his beloved woman. How can he give in.

"But the emperor said..." the imperial doctor mumbled. When he came, the emperor expressly stipulated that he must persuade King Xuan not to greet the wedding in person. He thought his highness would agree as long as he still cared about his body.

"Needless to say, just say that this king is determined to do so!" Feng Jue ran lightly closed her eyes and said coldly. She leaned back and showed her perfect chin. She was determined.

"Doctor, please!" Housekeeper Wang came out from behind the tent and waved to the doctor.

Dare not disturb Feng Jue Ran's rest, the imperial doctor reluctantly saluted Feng Jue ran, walked out behind housekeeper Wang with light hands and feet, smiled bitterly, and at least completed one thing. I don't know whether the emperor will punish himself.