Chapter 448

Feng Jue ran said with a faint smile, saying that the clouds are light and the wind is light, but Mo Xuetong suddenly understood.

The eldest princess is the daughter of the king of Jin, and she was sent out early. In addition to the dark guards secretly prepared for her by the king of Jin, there must be some manpower in her hand. In order to protect her safety, these people should be more secluded and move around the eldest princess in various forms, so there are people like the abbot of Baoen temple.

This also explains why the mother asked herself to ask for help. In fact, she asked for help from the long princess, but it's easier to hide the relationship between her sister and the long princess.

In order to build her own power, Feng Jue Ran has to have her own stronghold. Lord Xuan's residence is too complex. Setting up a power point outside is indeed the best way, but she doesn't understand why the eldest princess sent some people to Feng Jue ran so easily. You know that Bai Yihao is her real nephew.

Why did she treat Feng Jue dye so well? Poor Feng Jue dye's mother's new funeral?

This reason doesn't make sense. There are so many concubines in the Imperial Palace, and not one or two of the concubines died by Emperor Zongwen. Let's say that the third prince, Yan fengjue Lei, has also lost his mother. Why doesn't the eldest princess treat him better? If it's really about intimacy and estrangement, Ning fengjue is really the grandson of the empress dowager, and the eldest princess is brought up by the empress dowager, not more intimate than Feng Jue ran.

Mo Xuetong had a headache for a moment. She couldn't help but didn't ask Feng Jue ran directly. She always felt it difficult to accept that she was the granddaughter of the king of Jin. She preferred to be the granddaughter of the old prince of the Fu kingdom. In previous and present lives, only the old prince gave her real love.

Touching her blunt head, I always feel that the eldest princess is different from Feng Jue ran, and that difference is not just because Feng Jue Ran is her nephew. Otherwise, how dare she risk exposing herself to help Feng Jue ran, and even send her hands to Feng Jue ran.

"Why don't you pretend to be childe peony now?" Ink snow pupil's heart was a little confused. He couldn't understand it for a moment. He simply bit his lips and tore away the topic to continue the original topic.

Since that time, no one has heard about childe peony. It seems that Feng Jue ran doesn't want to take advantage of this identity now. It makes her have a new idea. Her eyes are wide open and look forward to watching Feng Jue ran.

"Now things are busy, and most of the people have turned out. There are really no people in the peony garden, so they are simply empty." Feng Jue ran smiled and couldn't help pinching her nose. At a glance, she knew what the ghost spirit wanted to do again.

Empty? The water eyes of Mo Xue Tong flashed smartly, clapped his strange hand and said with a flattering face: "then give me the peony garden. The peonies there are so beautiful. It's really a waste!"

So beautiful peonies are for viewing. But in the past, under the control of the peony childe, there were not many peony gardens that could really enter. Even many expensive ladies and miss Jiao have never seen them. If they can be used to hold a banquet or something, it is also an elegant thing. Moreover, the identity of the peony childe really makes Mo Xuetong jealous.

She now feels that she has the identity of Princess Xuan, and it is very inconvenient to do things. When she goes out of the door on weekdays, she is surrounded by people. It is not as convenient as before. She can even do some other things by taking advantage of the reputation of Childe peony.

"Do you want the peony garden?" Feng Jue ran raised Jun Mei in surprise.

"Of course, okay?" Mo Xue Tong took his dress belt and said angrily.

"OK, here!" Feng Jue touched his thin handsome lips and salivated.

Mo Xuetong blushed. Unexpectedly, he threatened himself so much.

"Tong'er doesn't want to? Forget it. Anyway, the peony garden takes up a lot of space. I'll let someone tear it down tomorrow. I'll give away all the flowers and grass. There are also several precious Weizi peonies in my place, which are treasures transported from a very far place. It's a pity!" Feng Jue ran sighed on her face, with a dark snow pupil in the corner of her eyes. There was a kind of pride in the evil spirit.

Unexpectedly, he didn't give it to himself. Instead, he wanted to take it down and give it to others. Looking at the complacency on his handsome face, it was clear that he was deliberately threatening himself. Instead, Mo Xuetong was quite angry. He stretched out his hand and twisted it hard at his waist. The pink cherry lips puffed up and his face was unhappy.

"Ah! It hurts, the pupil hurts!" The handsome face immediately showed a painful expression, covered the back of the waist, and his face collapsed.

It won't really hurt! He can't really be so fragile!

Mo Xuetong was a little guilty. Shui Mou blinked and pretended to be angry. "Who let you deliberately provoke me just now? If you don't, I won't screw you."

Seeing the appearance of Moxue Tong, Feng Jue ran pretended to be pitiful more and more, pointed to the twisted place and said wrongly: "tong'er, it's green here."

Watching him cover his tight waist, Mo Xuetong was a little uncertain. He looked at his waist, and then looked at his tight wrinkled handsome eyebrow, biting his lips. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand to rub it for him. At the same time, he said, "it's all your fault. See if you dare to do it next time!"

"No, no more. What Tong Er says is what he says." Although the corners of her lips were purring, she couldn't help looking at his waist secretly. She looked guilty and distressed. Feng Jue's sparkling eyes were full of brilliance and glittered with the light of successful mischief. With her backhand, she held up the lower jaw of Mo Xuetong and kissed her lips. It was soft and sweet, with some heart that made her tremble.

His cheeks were hot and he had put her down before he could react.

However, he grabbed her hand and bit it gently: "soft as boneless, slender jade hand, pupil's hand is really lovely."

His tone was very ambiguous and frivolous. Mo Xuetong immediately burned up, but he felt ashamed and annoyed. He had to push and pretended to be angry: "do you give me the peony garden or not!"

The voice is very loud, but it has the meaning of being strong in the interior and doing in the middle.

"Here, I'll give everything Tong Er wants!" Feng Jue Ran's pretty smile was a little spoiled. She maliciously stretched out her hand and touched her pink face, deliberately teasing her.

But when she became angry, she stopped and said solemnly, "if tong'er wants my peony garden, tong'er will help me do it."

"What's up?" Mo Xuetong was ashamed and annoyed. He wanted to beat him. He was stunned when he heard something.

"It was the flower leader robbed by Li Youmo. He had no place to put it, and he didn't dare to bring it home to provoke your cousin's eyes, so he threw it in the peony garden." Feng Jue ran smiled.

"He didn't ask?" Mo Xuetong asked strangely. It is reasonable to find a piece of jade pendant from empress Xian. Why should we ask as soon as possible? Why does Feng Jue ran just let it go.

"I can't ask. I just say it's ancestral. There's nothing else to say." Feng Jue ran picked up the smile on her face, a trace of gloom flashed at the bottom of her eyebrow, and her thin lips slightly aroused, which was a little more cold.

A jade pendant appears on a brothel woman, which is the same as that around Princess Xian. Of course, Mo Xuetong doesn't believe that there is such a coincidence in the world. After thinking about it, Princess Xian is always covered with a layer of fog, which has something to do with the family, the Royal family, and now it has something to do with a brothel flower leader.

Anyway, she must help Feng Jue ran find out what happened that year.

"What about the women in your backyard?" Seeing the depression in his eyes, Mo Xuetong gently changed the topic. Although the women in the backyard were locked in alone, they were always not very good. Mother Chen and Xianglan have told her several times these days. The women in the backyard are getting more and more uneasy.

"Ignore them, lock them up first and let them make trouble with themselves." Feng Jue ran gently rubbed the palm of her hand and said carelessly, "I'll be ill in a few days. Find a chance to let some people out and leave some obedient people."

Did you decide to do it in the backyard?

Mo Xuetong thought a little and realized that some of the group in the backyard were vegetarian. It was said that they had been making trouble these days. If Feng Jue dye hadn't been cruel, he wouldn't have allowed himself to live a few peaceful days. He couldn't help but feel a little uneasy when he remembered what he said about "his own people" among those women.

Since he has thought of it, it is inconvenient for him to intervene!

The two men said a few more words and went to bed!

Leaning against Feng Jue Ran's arms, Mo Xuetong closed his eyes slightly and felt inexplicably safe in his heart. The fear of his absence had long been forgotten. I didn't know when to get up, he nestled in his arms and pillowed his arm, which made her sleep a little more secure. He rubbed twice on his chest and found a suitable place. Mo Xuetong fell asleep sweetly.

In the dark, Feng Jue ran carefully looked at her sweet sleeping face, half rang, the handsome corners of her lips lifted up, gently kissed her on her lips, hugged her and closed her eyes.

The next morning, Feng Jue ran was gone. He had been very busy for a while. He officially followed emperor Zongwen to the court and played the image of a prince who changed his evil ways and returned to justice. Mo Xuetong generally couldn't see him when he woke up. He felt some residual temperature around him, and it wasn't long after he left.

"Princess, please go to bed again. It's still early." Hearing the sound in the inner room, Moran knew that Mo Xuetong got up, went in and picked up the gauze curtain and said to Mo Xuetong. It was still early outside. At this time, Mo Xuetong would usually sleep again. There were no elders to serve in the house, and all the women in the backyard were closed together. When no one came to disturb her dream, Mo Xuetong sometimes did sleep again.

But not today.

"Get up first and go to the Empress Dowager's palace later." Mo Xue Tong yawned softly and replied, holding Mo Lan's hand and sitting up.

"Yes, the maid gave you the clothes to wear in the palace." Mulan replied and retreated. In a moment, Moyu came in with the things to wash and served Moxue Tong. After washing, the little maid had put on breakfast.

Mo Xuetong didn't eat much last night. This morning, he was really hungry. He drank more than half a bowl of porridge and ate some pickled cucumbers before he let go.

"Princess, what are you wearing?" Moran selected several styles and embroidery patterns from the clothes kitchen, and put them on the bed with charming clothes, so that Mo Xuetong could choose them.

These clothes are all made by Mo Xuetong who married to the palace. Some of them are always embroidered with purple flowers and butterflies on their skirts, which makes people feel playful and fresh. Unlike Feng Jue who dyed his own highly publicized purple, it makes people feel enchanting for no reason.

However, these clothes and his clothes are extremely similar. Although they are not obvious, when they are put together, they are very suitable.

It can be said that everything here is specially seen by Feng Jue ran, and there is a sweet warmth in the bottom of her heart.

"Just this one!" Mo Xuetong pointed to a light white dress. Some fresh colored butterflies were embroidered under the skirt. The butterflies danced in pairs, one dark purple, one light plain, and two pairs, playing among the flowers, making the plain dress vivid immediately.

Highlight a soft and elegant temperament!

It's in line with Mo Xuetong's current identity!