Chapter 382

"Well, don't worry, Li Youmo is definitely a good husband. If your cousin can marry Li Youmo, she can enjoy happiness and escape the calculation of the Empress Dowager. If your grandmother is such a knowledgeable candidate, can there be any mistakes? Tong Er really doesn't have to worry about anything." Seeing her eyes turning wildly, she looked smart but confused. Feng Jue ran smiled, put her hand around her, kissed her temples and said softly.

"Your father isn't..." looking at his handsome and gentle face, Mo Xue's pupil relaxed. Then he rushed out involuntarily. Before he finished, he covered his mouth tightly, his long eyelashes flashed, and he skillfully lay on his chest without talking. Although he knew something, it was clearly unpleasant.

Sure enough, the room was suddenly cold. Feng Jue ran was speechless for a moment, closed his eyes and said nothing quietly.

Mo Xuetong is a little annoyed. Knowing that it's inconvenient to say this, why did he mention it! But he ignored her so much that she was a little embarrassed and felt uncomfortable lying on his chest. Now whether to stand up and walk or continue to lie down, he closed his eyes in a cold way, which made people cold to the bone.

As if his warm smile just now was empty listening.

But at this time, he got up immediately and looked a little... "My mother was killed." For a long time, Feng Jue ran opened her eyes. Her long eyelashes flashed and said faintly.

Isn't the rumor dead? But Mo Xuetong didn't ask. There are several rumors that are true. Princess Xian died when she was spoiled. At that time, she was not about 20. How could she die suddenly and leave a young prince in the palace? The meaning in this is definitely not clear in a word.

How can a woman who has no power and no family background survive when she gets the favor of the emperor and gives birth to a lovely child of Yuxue and gets the jealousy of the whole harem? The emperor is the most precious to pet her, and it is impossible to guard her for 12 hours a day. There are ways to die in this palace, which ordinary people can understand.

That's why he risked his life at a young age and had to leave the palace. Only after a prince has been outside for so many years can he return to the palace. The bitterness and sadness in it are no less than his own rebirth. Maybe he is a man and can't say some words, but she knows that she loves him for him.

The white jade like hand stretched out, touched his beautiful face and said painfully, "we will avenge the mother imperial concubine in the future."

After saying that, his eyes were quiet and inexplicably thought of the meaning of his words. For a moment, he was stunned and bit his lips. He only felt that his heart beat faster. He held his breath and asked, "you, do you want to?"

Although she thought he was not simple for a long time, she didn't expect that although he didn't have the support of his mother's family, he got the support of the emperor. From the first meeting, he behaved arrogantly in front of people. No one thought that the emperor was interested in the Xuan king who seemed to be the most unlikely to succeed to the throne.

Then some things can be figured out. It is clear that he is not seriously injured, but he can still pretend to be seriously ill and stay at home. On the first day of his wedding, the words during tea seem to be reprimanding him, telling him to stop doing business, do some business and let him listen to politics, all of which are helping him.

The emperor seems to be spoiling the emperor, and the emperor clearly says that he wants to spoil the xuanwang. It seems that the more the emperor dotes on him, the more it represents the unpromising and hopeless Feng Jue ran. He is the most favorite person of emperor Zongwen. If this news is spread, those people will work together to deal with him. Mo Xue's eyes are more nervous.

"My father is not in good health. He doesn't give me much time." The voice of Feng Jue ran was like the wind blowing through the window. It was faint and traceless, but it was quiet and peaceful, which made her overwhelmed heart pant.

But I was shocked by a wave of shock!

Is the emperor in poor health? How could it be? It looked so red that day. It looked like a young man.

The breath is quick. If emperor Zongwen is in poor health and hasn't really decided on the prince, the state of Qin will be in chaos. The empress dowager, the queen and Princess Su have their own supporters. The power of several soldiers is in the hands of different people, and the military strength is almost the same. Judging from other strength, there is no doubt that Feng Jue ran doesn't have an advantage.

If the emperor's bad health was exposed, the whole situation would be more chaotic and dangerous. How could he tell himself so, frankly and boldly, as if he were just talking about an ordinary thing rather than a state secret? How could he be so light hearted.

Mo Xuetong didn't know how to respond to him, or at this time, any kind of response was superfluous. He just leaned quietly against him and felt the strength of his heartbeat. Listening to his powerful heartbeat, his flustered heart calmed down a little. He silently told himself that there was no need to be nervous. With him, they would be fine if they walked hand in hand.

Xu Shi sensed her silence. Feng Jue ran lowered her head, took a long breath, kissed her forehead and eyes, and asked, "tong'er is willing to break through with me. I'm a little lonely after all. I'll feel at ease only if I go down with the woman I love most."

Then he hugged her again and let her pink face press his face, with a faint smile on the corners of his lips.

Ink snow pupil side face, close to his face, squint at the past, can only see his slightly curved long eyelashes, only one eye, but let her involuntarily backhand embrace his generous shoulder, firmly said: "I will accompany you down, even if you die together."

No matter how the wind and rain, whether it is bloody, she will accompany him down, just because she has him in her heart, but also because he can tell such a big thing to her, a housewife, without hesitation.

She believes that he can do well. Anyway, if he wants to be a later King, she can only follow him. Since the emperor belongs to him, he will also have a back move for him.

For a moment, she suddenly understood the emperor's meaning. The marriage between her uncle and the Shangshu house of the Ministry of war was to seek military support and participate in political affairs for him, so that he could slowly get rid of his romantic reputation in the past and really become the prince of the royal family. At this time, at that time, the romantic reputation could help him separate from his legitimate rights.

At this time, it has no effect at all!

Then next, he will be more busy... The wind blows in and brings some fragrance of flowers. The two people on the bed have been lying silently, embracing each other with their hands and neck, like a pair of mandarin ducks... In the CI Ning palace, the Empress Dowager is almost well. She is accompanied by Princess Xianjun, Princess Yu and Mrs. Mingyang.

The jade imperial concubine was just released from the cold palace. In that place, the food used must not be comparable with that outside. Therefore, she looks a little haggard on her face, her stomach is not pregnant, but her driving posture is full. Several palace maids are hugging each other, for fear that she will be uncomfortable and dare not leave behind.

"You have to take good care of your stomach. You're so poor. How can you salivate for the emperor?" The Empress Dowager said with concern. The Buddha beads in her hand turned gently and looked kind. She smiled at the belly of the jade imperial concubine and asked someone to bring a cushion.

"Thank you, Empress Dowager. I hurt myself a little when I was in the cold palace. I'm much better these days." The jade concubine smiled with shame, and her face became more and more charming and moving.

"The Empress Dowager's spirit is really good. Don't worry, Empress Dowager. Before long, you can have a little grandson again." Mrs. Mingyang Hou came and joked. She looked at the belly of the jade imperial concubine and smiled.

"No, don't worry, Empress Dowager. The Empress Dowager must look like a boy. We haven't added a prince for a long time. It's a great joy." The princess of Xian County congratulated frankly.

The Empress Dowager's face darkened and she sighed a little: "how can AI family rest assured that since Princess Xian gave birth to Queen Xuan, she hasn't given birth to a prince in the harem for more than ten years. AI family thought the emperor had only three children. Unexpectedly, at this time, Princess Yu was pregnant again and blessed by heaven!"

Seeing the Empress Dowager frowning slightly, the princess of Xianjun persuaded: "you, don't worry so much. The Empress Dowager herself said that the emperor has three children. It's no big deal to have one more and one less."

In fact, Emperor Zongwen has three adult sons. Even if the jade imperial concubine has a prince in her belly, what can she do? It's not that she doesn't inherit the throne with three adult princes until she becomes the youngest prince. It's just something we all know. Some people don't think so.

The jade imperial concubine sitting on one side flashed a touch of darkness under her eyes and covered it in a gentle smile.

"Even if you don't worry about this and that, zhener is back, but he's so big that he doesn't even have a princess. It's really worrying. He's bigger than King Xuan and King Yan. The princess, ah, there's no one to help him choose, so he has to ask his family to decide." The Empress Dowager sighed.

It's really hard to answer this. Is the Empress Dowager blaming the emperor for not choosing a concubine for King Ning, or is it just like this? Although the princess of Xianjun was straightforward, she also knew that she couldn't answer this, so she had to smile and pretend she didn't understand the meaning of the Empress Dowager's words.

"At that time, King Ning was young and good-looking. The Empress Dowager should choose someone who was gentle and polite. You don't have to care too much about his family background. With the empress dowager, who can deceive the past." The jade imperial concubine took over the topic and said with a smile.

"Having said that, AI family is ill, and I really can't find anyone at the moment. You can help recommend some, or let AI family pick." The Empress Dowager put down the Buddha beads, took a sip of tea and smiled gently, as if she were just an ordinary old lady worried about her grandson's marriage.

"Empress dowager, don't choose either. My concubine will recommend one to you. You can take care of it." Mrs. Mingyang Hou covered her mouth with her handkerchief and said with a smile. She tilted her eyes to show the princess of the county. With a face of teasing, the princess of the county's eyes darkened a bit.

"Tell me about it." The Empress Dowager is interested.

"The princess of Xian County has a niece of her mother's family. She is not only beautiful, but also quiet and elegant. She is very generous. She is 15 years old. She is just a flower like young princess. If she can marry King Ning, it seems that the Empress Dowager's mind will be all right." Mingyang Houfu humanitarian.

A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the princess of Xianjun sitting beside, but she grabbed in front of the Empress Dowager and refused with a smile.

"Empress dowager, although my niece has always been with me, her family background is not very good. Her father is just a small official. I'm afraid he will disgrace his highness King Ning. She really doesn't deserve the superior King Ning." The princess of Xianjun said uneasily that she didn't have a daughter herself. The niece was raised in front of her. She was in pain when she was a daughter. If her son had anything, she must keep one for her. It was really for her marriage to go to Beijing these days.

But the situation in the palace is unknown now. How could she marry her niece to the palace.

Besides, the meaning of this is not only marriage.

"Princess, don't mention it. Your niece has one in ten thousand good looks and one in ten thousand good temperament. If she can marry King Ning, it will really be a good marriage. After that, your mother's daughter will be really rich and noble. There are two princesses in one door, and others envy her." Mrs. Hou Mingyang said with a smile.

Seeing that Mrs. Mingyang Hou mentioned her niece again and again, the princess of Xianjun flashed a trace of displeasure at the bottom of her eyes, but her face didn't move, With a smile, he said to the empress dowager, "Your Highness Ning's wind color is unique. My niece's small family can't really be on the table. Besides, although I'm her aunt, I can't decide for her parents. This daughter's marriage still depends on her parents. If my brother and sister-in-law want to go to Beijing, it may take six months. It's really not good to miss your highness Ning's marriage."

Can we get engaged in half a year? The Empress Dowager's face couldn't help but pull down. It's been too long. I wanted to win over with the princess of Xianjun. Unexpectedly, the princess of Xianjun is still a little arrogant. Although she still smiles on her face, her face is not very good: "we'll discuss this later. The meeting of mourning family is tired, so we won't keep you!"

"Don't disturb the Empress Dowager!" The three people saw the Empress Dowager's tired face and closed their eyes. Knowing that she was going to rest, they all stood up and said goodbye!