Chapter 471

"Princess, are you really going to Puguang temple?" Mo Yu also heard some doorways and asked anxiously.

"Go, of course. If you don't go, how can you find out who designed me? Your highness Yan, what are you going to do? You want to deal with the Lord through me?" Mo Xuetong picked up the tea at hand, his voice was light, his meaning was like talking to himself, and the smile on the corner of his lips was cold.

One thing she can be sure of is that no matter who this man is, he always has an inescapable relationship with the king of Yan. The king of Yan's house is not prohibited. There are only a few people who can enter the king of Yan's house. Mo xueqiong is locked in the king of Yan's house. No one can see it if he wants to see it. Only the close relatives of the king of Yan can have this possibility.

Therefore, among these people, she even guessed who this person was. Unexpectedly, he was really annoying.

I really don't understand what happened to him. In the last life, his death was inextricably related to him, but in general, there was no direct connection. In this life, it seemed like a dog skin plaster that couldn't be removed.

But the problem is that the dog skin plaster has been touched. She has a very different relationship with that man.

"Princess, when you go, you must bring ink leaves and ink wind. In addition, you have to ask the Lord to send you some more people, otherwise the slaves are really worried." Although knowing that Mo Xuetong must have his own plan, Mo Lan was worried.

This time, Mo Xuetong didn't refuse: "Moran, you will follow the trend and ask more and more people. Just say I want to use it tomorrow and ask him to prepare a carriage. It doesn't need to be too big. It's just for ordinary officials and family members. There's no sign of King Xuan's house on it. Tomorrow, we'll also go to Puguang temple to worship the Buddha."

Since Mo xueqiong wanted to invite her, of course she had to make good preparations.

"Yes, then, would you like to tell the Lord?" Moran answered, walked to the door, hesitated and asked.

"No need. The prince is busy fixing bait in the palace these days. The minister asked him at three or five o'clock, so he won't worry about it. Anyway, I have plans for tomorrow and can't do anything bad." Mo Xuetong knew that Feng Jue ran would know, but he chose not to say it. Anyway, it was not big. He would believe he could handle it.

Now the imperial palace is no better than before. In the past, the emperor was dedicated to dyeing fengjue, and almost agreed with fengjue dyeing early. But now there is Princess Zhao. It is said that the empress of Princess Zhao, who looks like Princess Xian, is very popular. It has been like a day for more than ten years. Who knows what emperor Zongwen thinks.

It's guaranteed that the ill intentioned imperial concubine Zhao will not make any more demons. Although Feng Jue Ran is black and has some hands in the palace, he has to spend some time to fight the imperial concubine Zhao who is in the ascendant in the palace. Besides, those princes are eyeing covetously and have bad intentions. He needs to be extremely careful in every step.

At this time, of course, she should deal with the troubles she brought about by herself, so as not to be tired of Feng Jue ran.

Since Feng Jue Ran has chosen such a path, of course, she should help him rectify these trivial things between women without reservation. Outside the male owner and inside the female owner, she knows that he will protect herself without reservation, but how can she see that he is difficult alone? The way of husband and wife is valued in unity!

Now, Mo xueqiong, it's really time to deal with it!

If she doesn't deal with it, Mo xueqiong will become a big disaster that will break out. Although she entered the Lord Yan's house, her blood relationship with herself can't be changed. And her father, although he doesn't like her now, at the last moment, his father really has the heart to deal with her. What if he doesn't have the heart? With Mo xueqiong's mind, she doesn't know what harm she will do. She simply starts to remove it quickly before the harm has formed.

Prince Yan's mansion drove to Puguang temple for pilgrimage very early. On a hot day, it was cool to travel in the morning. Mo xueqiong was called from the quilt by Mo Yan, washed in a hurry, dressed in a light blue dress and yarn, and came to the side door.

That kind of dress color has always been her least favorite. In the past, she liked to wear that gorgeous and dazzling color when she was in the ink house. But now she has no right to decide her own clothes and has no ability to make those bright colored royal clothes for herself. When she entered the house, she was suddenly carried into the house by a small sedan chair. There is nothing special except what she wears.

Then mohuawen sent the two maids, but didn't give her any property. She only asked mohyan to tell her to take care of herself and live and die from now on.

Aunt Qing asked the two maids to secretly bring her some of the private money she had saved, but this is the king's house. Most of them are people with high hands and eyes. How many servants can she send with the private money saved by her little aunt? With each passing day, her savings have long been gone.

Feng Juelei doesn't like her very much. Her existence seems to be laughing at the failure of his scheme. This time, he failed completely. He not only failed to treat Mo Xuetong, but also caught up with himself and asked emperor Zongwen to impose a strict foot ban on him, and so far he hasn't said the deadline.

This humiliation made Feng Juelei hate Mo xueqiong very much. He subconsciously attributed the root cause of the failure to Mo Xuetong. If Mo xueqiong wasn't incompetent, how could this be achieved.

So even if Mo xueqiong's face is not hurt, she can't be favored!

She is also a jealous person. As soon as she enters the house, she and Wang XiuXiu are locked in a corner of the inner yard. She is very cold to her at ordinary times.

The two real masters in the mansion are not welcome. With her face hurt, she can no longer be favored. After the money around her runs out, no one gives her a good look. Mo xueqiong's days in King Yan's mansion were really very unhappy. Especially that time, she was pushed down by a maid and went to find Feng Juelei to cry. It was raining heavily outside. She knelt in the rain, Fengjue leileng didn't even see her.

Directly let the bodyguard drag her out and throw her aside, regardless of her life and death.

She really gave up on Feng Juelei!

"Eh, that's not Murakami. Why did she come?" Someone at the side door saw Mo xueqiong coming out and immediately pointed.

It was a scandal that she and Wang XiuXiu came into the house. One was pregnant and lost the festival, and the other scratched his face and made trouble like that. It's really two jokes of King Yan's house.

Now that Wang XiuXiu is gone, of course, the only thing people pay attention to is her, a concubine who hasn't even been on the Royal degree disc. Speaking of it, there are really a few people who don't admit it.

"What side imperial concubine is a concubine room. I really think I'm a side imperial concubine given by the emperor." There was a sharp curl of the maid's mouth, which was not low enough for Mo xueqiong to hear.

Mo xueqiong took a deep breath, stretched out her hand to hold the angry Mo Jiao on her face and said low, "don't make trouble!"

"But miss, these slaves..." Mo Jiao said angrily. Since no one in the house recognized the identity of the young lady, Mo Jiao felt that she didn't have to call the young lady the side imperial concubine. Anyway, this is not the Mo house. There's no need to deliberately call the side Imperial concubine to put money on her face for fear that the third young lady would bully her.

"What's the matter? I still want to make trouble for the young lady!" Mo Yan's low voice of drinking and scolding came from her side.

Mo Jiao stopped talking at once. She was one year younger than Mo Yan. She always followed Mo Yan's lead. Seeing Mo Yan's cold face, she didn't dare to say anything at the moment. She only stared angrily at the girl who had just talked about Mo xueqiong's gossip.

The carriage has been prepared. You yue'e and Feng Jue Lei are naturally on the gorgeous carriage in the front. The carriages behind are small and ordinary, all of which are uniformly customized. The small carriages are like ordinary officials. If there is no sign of King Yan's house on the corner of the carriage, we really can't see who this is.

Of course, Mo xueqiong took the most humble pony, and because of the many concubines who followed Juelei to offer incense, Mo Xuetong didn't even have a single car of this kind. He wanted to take a carriage with a concubine in the house.

Mo Yan helped Mo xueqiong to walk over and raised the curtain. Before getting on the carriage, she heard a sharp mockery. Sitting inside was a lady of Feng Juelei. At this time, she opened her charming eyes and squinted at her, Quite proud and arrogant: "Oh, it's really concubine Murai. What's the matter with empress Murai this time? It's hard not to be crowded with us. When the Emperor gave you to the prince, he didn't give you a carriage. What a pity for the dignified concubine Murai!"

This is very rude. It's directly hitting Mo xueqiong's face. When she wants to shine on the Mo mansion, Mo xueqiong has rushed up regardless. However, after living in the king's mansion of Chu for several months, her edges and corners have been smoothed. Although there is a trace of hatred in the bottom of her eyes, there is no light way on her face.

"The Lord asked my concubine to squeeze a car with you. Mrs. Li, don't you have an opinion?" Mo xueqiong covered her anger at the bottom of her eyes and said faintly.

"The Lord asked you to take a car with my wife? Oh, when have you seen the Lord? It's hard for you. You look like this. You still think of the Lord and want to see the Lord. It's said that the Lord asked people to throw you out that day. You don't die if you do. Mo xueqiong, your vitality is really tenacious."

Mrs. Li narrowed her charming apricot eyes and continued to ridicule.

What happened on a rainy night made Mo Xuetong a new round of scandal for Princess Yan.

There are rumors in the palace that they are disfigured and want to make the Lord pity. Mo xueqiong's shamelessness has reached the extreme.

"You..." was laughed at by a cheap actor. Mo xueqiong's anger couldn't be suppressed. She looked fierce and said angrily.

"Why, it's said to be the central thing? Poor thing. Even if concubine Mo side wants to contribute to the prince, it depends on whether the prince is disgusting or not. Look at this face, tut tut Tut, even the cheapest young man in the house won't want you. Mo xueqiong, you'd better die!" Seeing the pain of hitting Mo xueqiong, Mrs. Wang became more and more satisfied. Suddenly, she stretched out her hand and pulled off Mo xueqiong's scarf.

"Ah" the scarf suddenly fell, and the fierce face in the ugly shape exposed. Several timid maids in the car couldn't help shouting.

"Look, look, it's all like this. It's scary. If I were you, I'd find a rope to hang it. I'd still be alive and disgraced." After a little consternation, Mrs. Li was even more ruthless and unkind.

She was alone in the car. She was still glad that the Lord finally looked up at her. Just now, she was proud in front of several other ladies. She looked up and came over. Unexpectedly, this ugly monster came up. She was in the same car with an ugly monster. Why not? Mrs. Li, with a healthy head, hated and annoyed in her heart, and vomited all her evil anger on Mo xueqiong.

If other ladies knew that she was in the same car with Mo xueqiong, she would be able to lift her head in the future, so she would say what poison she is now.

Mo xueqiong's angry fingers trembled, and her face turned green and red for a while. She was ashamed and hated. Several scars on her face twisted and became more and more ferocious and ugly. Her eyes stared at Mrs. Li viciously. At this time, it seemed that a devil wanted to eat people: "try again."

Mo xueqiong pointed to Mrs. Li. If she didn't have a sense, she would have had an attack at this time. The dark poison at the bottom of her eyes pointed directly at Mrs. Li.

At first, Mrs. Li was really startled by Mo xueqiong's momentum and swallowed her saliva. Only then did she find that she was weak and couldn't even speak under the pressure of an ugly monster. Now Mrs. Li was ashamed and annoyed. Then she splashed and pushed Mo xueqiong away. Mo xueqiong was standing at the door of the car. When she couldn't get on, she could stand such a strong push.

The body fell directly from the shaft. Mo Yan and Mo Jiao didn't have time to hold her. They fell heavily on the ground and the dog ate the mud. For a moment, they even broke their lower jaw.

The noise was a little loud this time. Some people who got on the bus and those who didn't get on the bus looked at it curiously. They were seeing Mo xueqiong climb up from the ground with a look of embarrassment. There were several weeds hanging on her ugly face. There was a cut on her forehead and blood came out. First, she was stunned, and then she burst into laughter.

Mo xueqiong was very cute now, especially the grass in her hair. She got up blankly and swayed straight with her.