Chapter 447

"Tong'er, do you like me?" In his ear, Feng Jue ran brought some rare hesitation and uneasy voices.

He has always been confident and evil. Why was he so insecure.

The dimple floated on his face, the corners of his lips turned up unconsciously, and his heart was warm. He had to lie on his chest and hold a corner of his robe sleeve tightly. It seemed that only in this way, this kind of sweetness would not flow through his eyes.

"Why don't you talk?" The one who has always been evil and doesn't let go is very. Unable to hear the response of Mo Xuetong, he stretched out his hand to hold up the lower jaw of Mo Xuetong.

Mo Xuetong struggled twice and didn't break away. His lower jaw was held up by his big hand.

"Say, do you like me?" This is really an indomitable Lord. Watching his beautiful vermilion lips rise slightly and show a touch of evil charm and overbearing, but there is some careful expectation in the bottom of his eyes. With his temperament, it is almost impossible to have such an expression, but she saw the expectation in the bottom of his eyes.

Mo Xuetong's heart softened and tried to break away from his hand. He lowered his head and still fell on his chest. He pursed his lips and whispered vaguely: "hold your hand and talk to your son!"

Just this sentence, the man with sharp ears immediately heard it. His body was stiff and stunned for a while. He was overjoyed. He raised his beautiful lips, turned over the ink snow pupil, kissed her pink and red ears, and said softly, "speak but count!"

Mo Xuetong blushed, nodded, pushed him, opened his bright eyes, tooted his pink lips and asked, "then tell me, what did the emperor ask you to do today? I was worried... Worried... You..."

At this point, she couldn't speak for a moment. She bit her lips and a flash of panic flashed through the bottom of her eyes.

This little cunning is waiting for himself here.

Feng Jue ran smiled, reached out and gently pinched her nose. She said with a spoiled smile, "it's really no big deal. It's said that the post house hasn't been built. The prince and princess from Nanman's land will live in the Palace first. Let me arrange it."

"Nanman's Prince and Princess want to live with us. Why?" Mo Xuetong was stunned for a moment, raised his head fiercely and asked in a puzzled way. She didn't remember that it was necessary for Prince Xuan's house to receive the prince and Princess of Nanman, and it made her very upset. Subconsciously, she had a feeling that she should stay away from Nanman's people and things... "Yes, it's said that his eldest brother asked for it from his father. It's really rare that he still has the heart of brotherhood and brotherhood." Feng Jue ran turned over from Mo Xuetong and pulled her back into his arms. As soon as his lips were raised, his smile was restrained and evil, with some light sarcasm. He could not live up to Feng Jue Xuan's good intentions.

Mo Xue Tong's heart moved and frowned slightly. Of course, she would not think that Feng Jue Xuan was kind and deliberately said such words. Now Feng Jue Lei is locked up, and Feng Jue really doesn't dare to move. Although Feng Jue ran didn't put pressure on anyone before, now emperor Zongwen has reactivated him, and nothing absurd has happened since his marriage.

Feng Jueyuan felt threatened, so he took the lead?

"What does the king of Chu want to do?" Mo Xuetong asked anxiously. There was a trace of doubt at the bottom of her charming eyes. Nanman's land is close to Daqin. If you make friends with him, you can get Nanman's support. If Feng Jue ran can get Nanman's support, it will be a great help. Does Feng Jue Xuan really care!

"No matter what he wants to do, it's too early to say. It's all right. I have something to do with Nanman. Go to bed early. The Empress Dowager will let your granddaughter-in-law into the Palace tomorrow. She said she hadn't seen you for a long time and missed you." Feng Jue ran Jun said with a gentle smile on her face, and a trace of depth flashed in her eyes.

Everyone knows that what the Empress Dowager cares about most is, of course, Ning Wang fengjue Zhen, but now it's a pity that Ning Wang fengjue Zhen died so dishonourably even his daughter-in-law. The Lord Wang Shoufu suddenly lost two daughters. At this time, he is not in the mood to help Feng Jue Zhen again, but he doesn't know what demon e-son the Empress Dowager wants to do the whole thing.

It's really not reassuring!

"Just let me and Princess Chu enter the palace?" Mo Xue Tong was stunned. His attention turned from Nanman to the Empress Dowager. Shui Mou blinked and asked strangely.

She and Ling Ruier are not easy to get along with. Every time they meet, something will happen. What is the Empress Dowager trying to pull herself and Ling Ruier together.

"It's not only you, but also Princess Yan. It's said that even the newly married wife of you Yuecheng is in there. In addition, there are some young daughter-in-law ladies of the aristocratic family. The Empress Dowager said that she was not in good health and wanted to touch the spirit of young people, so she called them all young people." The dark eyes of Feng Jue were inlaid with dangerous light, and the corners of his mouth were cold.

In fact, the Empress Dowager's intention is not difficult to guess. What she did must be Feng Jue Zhen. I really don't know where her confidence comes from, so she is sure that Feng Jue can really win the throne from her father.

Wang Yueyue is dead. I don't know who's next!

Mo Xuetong smiled helplessly, and her long eyelashes, like butterfly wings, trembled twice. Suddenly, she thought of you Yuee and the eldest lady of Ling's house, and couldn't help laughing. She heard about the wind color of Ling's house since she entered Beijing. Then she heard that she was scolded by the Empress dowager, so she was locked up in the house.

Soon after it was released, it was in the peony garden that Feng Jue dyed the design into a pile. Of course, the most important thing in this is Ling Mingyan's own calculation. Unexpectedly, this unruly and unreasonable girl has always been ruthless and beat a shameless and skinnless eldest lady of dingguohou's house. It's really unexpected that she can also understand the calculation.

But that's good. At least you Yuecheng's annoying man doesn't have time to pester himself.

I don't know why you Yuecheng hates him so much. It's really too much to defend Mo Xuemin against injustice.

However, Mo Xuetong doesn't want to pay attention to these. She is now paying attention to the peony garden.

For a moment, he sat up on Feng Jue Ran's chest, took his hand, and asked curiously, "what are you doing with that peony garden? What's the name of a peony childe?"

She always wanted to ask this, but she couldn't find a chance for the moment. In her previous life, the peony childe who pretended to be fengjue ran was the only stranger who was happy with her and her, but it also made her wonder why she should be like this with fengjue Ran's identity. No matter how mysterious the peony childe is, he doesn't have the slightest benefit. It's really impossible to get such an identity there.

He disguised himself as a pig and ate a tiger. His highness xuanwang's arrogant name has been enough for him to play with for a while.

"Do you remember the first time we met in Baoen temple?" When Mo Xuetong asked, Feng Jue ran didn't hide. She smiled and reached out to pull her up, took her hand, clasped her fingers, and smiled on her lips.

That time, he is happy to think of it today! Of course, this is not actually the first time he has seen her.

"Why did my mother give you the piece of paper my mother left me? My mother can't point me to you?" Speaking of this, Mo Xuetong didn't understand more and more. In his last life, Sima Lingyun took his mother's note in the book and found who he didn't know, but what he was really looking for was Feng Jue ran.

With Feng Jue Ran's identity and age, it is impossible for her mother to know him.

Shuimei's eyes blinked, full of confusion.

"Little fool." Her vacant expression pleased him, and she reached out and rubbed her head maliciously. Feng Jue ran smiled and scolded lazily, "if my mother-in-law knew me earlier, I will book you first, so as to save the non-human entrusted by my mother-in-law. Look at tong'er's great grievance, and no one can help tong'er denounce justice."

Thinking of the engagement in Bai Yihao's hand, Feng Jue ran felt inexplicably depressed, but she raised her eyebrows happily, and the eyebrows and eyes were shining. No matter how good Bai Yihao hid, it was not a fire that burned clean. What was proud of, she couldn't help floating a demon like smile on her face, and all kinds of customs.

This man, really, brings some sour gas as soon as he gets on this topic.

Mo Xuetong pushed him, pretended not to find the sour gas that could not be hidden in his words, and only glanced at him with his eyes: "then who did you say I should give this note to at that time?"

"Host!" Feng Jue ran smiled and said leisurely.

"The abbot of the temple?" Mo Xuetong didn't think it was the answer. For a moment, he was stunned and opened his bright eyes, but he was really frightened.

"What are you thinking, little fool!" Looking at her bright eyes, Feng Jue ran couldn't help joking in a good mood. At present, she didn't hide, "the host of the gratitude temple is aunt Mingzhu, but when I was very young, those people's aunts gave it to me. Even my father and Emperor didn't know about it."

"Haven't you been away from Beijing for ten years?" The long princess? Mo Xuetong's heart clattered for a while, vaguely feeling a little strange.

"That year my mother was gone. I was sad and grumpy. No one came near me. My father was worried about me and asked the long princess to take care of me. At that time, the long Princess secretly gave me those people, but I was not allowed to talk about it with my father." Feng Jue ran astringed her smile and turned her eyes to look out of the dark window. A bit of hostility flashed at the bottom of her eyes.

When Princess Xian didn't exist, Feng Jue ran was just a few years old child. At that time, he was so helpless and frightened that the child couldn't vent his painful and frightened mood. He had to isolate himself from everyone through his violent temper. When he thought of his little figure falling on the palace wall of Princess Xian alone, Mo Xuetong's heart couldn't help hurting.

He took the initiative to reach out and hold his hand, looked at him gently and bit his lips. For a moment, he didn't know how to comfort him. He didn't say that his nose was sour and difficult to handle.

"When I left later, my father arranged people for me, and I didn't bring those people, but when I returned to the capital, my aunt gave them to me. She only said that if someone came to me with such a note, let me try to meet that person's requirements."

Seeing the tears flashing from the corners of Mo Xue's eyes, Feng Jue ran felt warm. He reached out and patted her hand, sat up, gently hugged her in his arms, and felt her fragrance in his nose. Some upset and violent mood slowly calmed down.

"But what does this have to do with the peony garden?" Mo Xuetong paused and forced the topic aside. Feng Jue Ran is evil and powerful. She has always been in control of others. She doesn't like to feel the sadness and vulnerability in his just breath. It's not him. It's him as a child.

This kind of him makes her feel distressed when she thinks of it. Although she is unfortunate, at least her mother has protected her for more than ten years. It's like he lost his support at a young age, so he had to go far away!

"Naturally, the peony garden is for my convenience. Aunt long princess gave me some people. These people's aunts also let my father know that my father also gave me some people. It's really eye-catching to raise them in the palace of the Lord Xuan, but the peony garden won't. a mysterious peony childe, wandering outside power, but some are powerful, so no one dare to offend easily. Some things are better than this Xuan Wang's identity is more handy. "