Chapter 415

Finally, the kiss that almost got out of control ended when Feng Jue Ran Ran ran away. When Feng Jue ran rushed cold water several times, Mo Xuetong slept in bed and watched her lips with a coquettish smile, and Feng Jue Ran's lips turned up unconsciously.

Take off the outer robe, go to bed, reach out and take Mo Xuetong's thin body to his arms, and then relax. Leaning against his arms, all the panic and fear of Mo Xuetong disappeared. His body rubbed into his arms autonomously, as if he had found a kitten in an easy nest. He sighed fully, leaned against his arms and fell asleep.

Looking at Mo Xuetong's sweet little face, she showed a delicate smile. Her long eyelashes were put on her eyes and moved. She looked very lazy and lovely. Feng Jue ran couldn't help but lower her head, kissed her again, and then closed her eyes.

When she woke up the next day, there was no one around her. She touched the cool quilt. She knew that Feng Jue ran had been up for a while. She didn't know whether it was the reason for the beginning of spring. Now she slept more and more in the dark, and even the people around her didn't know.

Listening to the voices inside, Moran and Moyu came in with washing utensils and raised the curtain.

"When is it? Why didn't you call me?" Mo Xuetong sat up lazily and asked, "I have to go to Princess Chang's house today. If I go late, it's not very good. Unexpectedly, her relationship with Princess Chang is not just a niece and daughter-in-law, but a closer relationship between mother and daughter.".

Mo Yu came to pick up the gauze curtain embroidered with gold on both sides for her, hung it high with a gold hook and smiled.

"Just after midnight, the LORD said he was not in a hurry. Anyway, the Lord hurt his leg. It's OK to go slowly."

"The Lord specially ordered you to sleep more. You have prepared all the gifts. Just get up and tidy yourself up. You can't be late." Moran also chuckled.

The Lord has nothing to say about his kindness to the princess. When he didn't marry in, he was worried that the women in the Lord's backyard embarrassed the young lady, or the LORD made a fool of them and spoiled the women and ignored the young lady. Now it seems that the Lord is really interested in the young lady. No half of the women dare to beg for wildfire. Why aren't they happy for Mo Xuetong.

"It can't be too late." Mo Xue Tong gave Mo Yu a look at Mo LAN. When her two maids were sold by Feng Jue dye, she said so for Feng Jue dye, wrinkled her delicate nose, and said, "are you my maid or the Lord's, one by one."

Seeing the rare coquettish and angry appearance of Mo Xuetong, Mo Yu and Mo LAN laughed and were about to make fun of each other. A lazy voice of Feng Jue ran came from the door.

"Who has a prince?" As soon as the curtain of the little maid's door was lifted, Feng Jue dye in purple came in. The large Mandi Luo on the robe was long and orderly, revealing his perfect figure. He was wearing a gold-plated gem jade belt on his waist, a jade crown on his head, and black black hair poured down, scattered on his shoulders, reflecting his charming lips and beautiful eyes, A handsome face made the red demon peach flowers in the beauty arc in the house lose color.

Mo Xuetong had to sigh again that this man is too evil!

Such a face is the root of trouble everywhere!

"The prince got up early and was in such a hurry to go to his mother." Mo Xue Tong said angrily, holding Mo Lan's hand, got up, washed, sat in front of the dressing table and glanced at him in the dressing mirror.

She gave him a great face in front of people. She called a Lord one by one. Her water eyes turned flexibly, and her red pink lips tooted.

"It's so sour. Has tong'er been sprinkled with vinegar here? It looks like old vinegar. It's sour..." seeing that Mo Xuetong's eyes are flowing and charming, Feng Jue Ran is in a great mood. She waved her hand to the two maids to step back, walked to Mo Xuetong, picked up the comb and combed it for her.

"Is there vinegar in this house? I thought the vinegar in this house had been eaten up!" Mo Xuetong glanced at him with a smile. If he had something to do, he would change his hair bun. It looked like falling but not falling. He couldn't help but slightly toot his pink mouth and said with a smile: "Lord, you are really talented. You can comb your hair so skillfully. I don't know how many people have practiced on their heads."

"There is no vinegar in the king's residence? That's not good. Tong'er has a big jar here as soon as he drinks. Later, the king will let someone sell it." Fengjue dye tilted up Feng's eyes, lowered his head to Mo Xuetong's ear, gently kissed and said with a smile: "tong'er, don't worry, I've combed my hair in the past two days. I've tried it on Fengyue's head."

God knows how itchy he was when he watched several maids comb her long dark hair these days. He simply took the wind to test more and more.

Thinking of Feng Yue, a big man, who was dyed by Feng Jue and pressed in front of the mirror, and combed this very beautiful pony bun, Mo Xuetong couldn't help smiling on his face. His long eyelashes flashed. Jiao said angrily, "why didn't the wind kick you out."

"He dares! The king combs his hair for him. It's a blessing he repaired in his last life."

"Oh, my concubine, I have to thank the Lord here. How can I also meet my concubine for these three lucky things!"

"No need to thank you. Remember to take the initiative next time." Thick skinned people say it's natural and just. Thin skinned people can only retreat, blush with shame and stare hard.

Just that pair of smart water eyes, even if they stare again, they also look like jiaochen. There is a little strength there.

While talking and laughing, the two men sorted out, took people into the carriage and drove to the long princess's house.

At the princess Chang's residence, Mo Xuetong first held Mo Lan's hand, then turned back and gently helped Feng Jue ran. He is now a wounded man and has to behave anyway. However, Feng Jue ran doesn't want to be tired of Mo Xuetong, so he simply put most of his weight on the small eunuch on the other side.

He was a tall man with more than half of his weight on the little eunuch, and immediately pressed the little eunuch to show his teeth and crack his mouth.

"The eighth younger brother's legs are OK. His younger sister's body is too weak. I'd better hold him." Gentle laughter came from around. As soon as they turned around, they found that a carriage had stopped there. Feng Jue Xuan just got down from the carriage and strode over, as if he wanted to help Fufeng Jue dye it in.

On the carriage behind him, Ling Fengyan helped the maid's hand down. Mo Xuetong was surprised to find that she had not seen her for a long time. The once first beauty had gone through the vicissitudes of life. Her eyes were listless, thin and difficult to walk. If the two maids on the side didn't hold her tightly, she seemed to be blown away by the wind, and the whole person seemed to be about ten years old.

There's still a little of what it used to be.

"Thank you, elder brother, but I have pupils here, but there is no elder brother in my sister-in-law. Elder brother still goes to help my sister-in-law. After so many days, my sister-in-law is still ill?" Feng Jue ran calmly extends Feng Jue Xuan to Mo Xuetong's hand and laughs. He doesn't like someone to get close to tong'er by trying to help himself.

He is a man. Of course, he can't see the joy hidden in the bottom of his eyes! A trace of gloom flashed across the fundus of the eyes.

Seeing tong'er like this, but leaving his woman aside, his eldest brother is really not a good husband!

Ling Fengyan's illness had been spreading a lot as early as a month ago. I didn't expect that she would come today.

Mo Xuetong let go of Feng Jue Ran's hand, respectfully saluted Feng Jue Xuan, called brother Sheng, and didn't wait for him to say anything. Then he turned to Ling Fengyan who came by holding the maid, called sister-in-law Sheng, and blessed him.

"Eight younger brothers and sisters don't have to be polite." Ling Fengyan's disease is not light. His voice is no longer the crisp voice of the past, but with some hoarseness. It's unbelievable that the woman in front of me was still light and graceful not long ago.

I don't know what xuan-e-zi is going to do when I'm so sick!

Although Ling Fengyan looks weak, with her sweeping eyes, Mo Xuetong still sensitively catches the despair and hate poison that flashed through the corner of her eye!

That look is not a person, but everyone present.

Ling Fengyan hates everyone present!

This cognition stunned Mo Xuetong. Ling Fengyan hated herself. She could understand how even Feng Jue Xuan and Feng Jue dye hated her.

"Why don't you come out when your sister-in-law is in poor health? Why don't you have more rest at home?" Pretending to be concerned, he came forward and took Ling Fengyan's hand. His fingers quietly explored her pulse. A trace of deep silence flashed through the bottom of his eyes. Then he stepped back and smiled.

"I've been at home for a long time. When I heard that my aunt had a party here, I took it out to relax. Later, I asked my sister-in-law to help me pay attention. She's really weak." Feng Jue Xuan smiled and said, his face a little worried. The newly married couple married such a jade beauty, how can they not care.

But there is some truth in it. Only Feng Jueyuan knows it.

"Eldest brother, eighth brother, you're so early. We're in a hurry, slow or late." A gorgeous carriage stopped at the door of the long princess's house. Feng juezhen first jumped out of the carriage and then took Wang Yueyue down. The two people looked peaceful and smiled elegantly.

Compared with the first two pairs, this pair is the most normal!

Although Feng Jue Zhen didn't rank in the prince, he used the appellation between them because he was just more mysterious than Feng Jue, smaller than Feng Jue Lei and bigger than Feng Jue ran.

"Cousin, you're too late. Let's go in together." With a smile, Feng Jue Xuan went up and patted him on the shoulder. I really can't see that the two people are almost tit for tat in the court hall.

"Let's go in together." Feng Jue Zhen also took his hand back and went in hand with a relative laugh.

Wang Yueyue holds Ling Fengyan to the end. They have known each other for a long time. They are a little more warm than Mo Xuetong.

"Stay away from her later." Most of Feng Jue Ran's strength was on the little eunuch. The handsome corner of her eyes turned away the Lingfeng smoke in front of her, and lowered her head to whisper in Moxue Tong's ear.

"I will." Mo Xuetong nodded comprehensively.

Ling Fengyan's body is very strange. The pulse gate beats strangely, fast and slow, as if it was pressed by something. This feeling seems to be poisoned, but it's not obvious. She's not careful. She's only sick and weak, so she's abnormal, but no matter what, Ling Fengyan shouldn't return it at this time.

Abnormal is a demon. No matter what idea Feng Jueyuan and Ling Fengyan play, Mo Xuetong just wants to be close to ghosts and gods and far away.

"After dinner, I'll take a nap in the afternoon. Come and wait on me." Feng Jue ran was worried and told him again.

This time, the voice didn't relax, as if it was just talking casually. The four people in front heard it, didn't show a penny on their faces, and still talked to each other. Several people stepped into the long princess's residence with their own thoughts!