Chapter 518

Thinking about it, the door was pushed open and heard a low call from the outside: "Lord."

I know it's Feng Jue ran.

Sure enough, he turned his eyes and saw Feng Jue ran, who was wearing a purple robe and moving gently, appear at the door. When he saw Mo Xuetong, the bloodthirsty anger on his face retreated and changed into a gentle and evil smile. After entering, he waved the maid who retreated in the room, came over and touched the head of Mo Xuetong.

Sensing the calm temperature on her head, she smiled and asked, "how do you feel now?"

"It's much better, as usual." Mo Xuetong took his big hand, rubbed it on his face, smiled and asked, "what happened in the yard? What's wrong?"

I don't know why. I always think it's no big deal to have him, so I heard the noise from outside, and Mo Xuetong didn't pay attention to it, especially when he was dressed neatly and didn't seem to be in danger.

"It's all right. Some assassins came to the house and several people died." Feng Jue ran said carelessly. She simply went to bed and leaned against her. She stretched out her hand to hold Mo Xuetong in her arms, sensed the sweet and soft voice in her arms, and breathed in her chest.

Eyes in the dark snow pupil can not see the place, become deep bloodthirsty!

Anyone who wants to be bad for tong'er will not be merciful.

"Who died?" Moxue Tong was surprised and anxious to hold up. But he acted too hard and his strength was weaker. He fainted in front of him and his hand softened. Fortunately, Feng Jue ran stretched out his hand and held her.

"It's all right. There are several concubines running out and several servants dead." Feng Jue ranman said with ease.

Mo Xuetong heard something wrong. Why did the assassin in the house still look like this? After thinking about it, he immediately understood. He simply leaned on him and asked softly, "whose man?"

"It's not mine anyway." Feng Jue smiled at the evil spirit and looked up with a pretty face, which was quite proud.

This man is really!

Mo Xuetong couldn't help laughing and asked, "aren't you hurt, too?"

"Of course, the king is in the house with his little wife. Suddenly, the assassin falls from the sky. The king's ability is not good. Where can he stop it? It's also right to be stabbed." Feng Jue ran sat up with a smile and put Mo Xuetong lightly on the bed. In addition to his coat, he also lay down and held her in his arms again.

Mo Xuetong reached out and touched his face, patted his arm and waist, and kicked his leg with his foot.

"Pupil, what is this examination?" Seeing her small face and serious manner, Feng Jue ran Feng's eyes smiled and said with a smile.

"Check for injuries!" Seeing that he was intact, Mo Xuetong breathed a sigh of relief, with a charming smile on the corner of his lips, and said slightly.

She can't forget that when Feng Jueyuan and Qin Yufeng plotted against her, he went to assassinate Feng Jueyuan alone and hurt himself.

"You are so smart." Feng Jue ran sighed, and her red lips fell slightly in her ear. With a spoiled smile, she moved her to her arms again. "Don't worry, it's not the king who was injured this time."

"What is that?" Mo Xuetong looked back in amazement.

"Of course it's my good third brother, your Highness the king of Yan." Feng Jue Ran's smile became more and more lazy, and his handsome eyes narrowed slightly. Under the Phoenix's eyes, there was an enchanting vermilion lip, a tall nose, and a beautiful and curved chin, which made him look like the most evil and beautiful goblin in the dark night, but at this time, he was even more a bloodthirsty goblin.

In this way, he made her feel at ease for no reason and felt secure for no reason.

She had never thought of such a person. Just leaning on her side and holding her slightly could make her feel peaceful. It seemed that as long as he was there, she would not be afraid of anything. She was not at a loss and uneasy. She relaxed her mood and had no strength to say more with him. She found a stable posture in his arms and slept again in this relaxation.

Since he is in control of everything and has already planned strategies, what else can she worry about!

Anyway, when the sky fell, there was him. In a daze, I felt no longer afraid just relying on him.

When I woke up again, the sun was shining, and the dark snow pupil woke up and turned slowly. I slept very comfortably this time. Although my chest was still a little stuffy, it was no big problem. I felt no different from normal.

After listening to Mo Xuetong get up, Mo LAN, who was waiting for her, hurriedly came to help her get up and sat up beside the bed. When she saw that the door curtain was picked up, Feng Jue ran came in with big steps, sweating on her forehead. It seemed that she came back after exercising.

"Why don't you go out today?" Mo Xuetong stood up and asked dumbly. He went out every day these days to inquire about Prince Nanman. Why is he still there today.

"Last night, an assassin came to the house. I also suffered some injuries. Naturally, I recuperated in the house. Later, my father and Emperor will send the imperial doctor in the palace. I have to lie down." Feng Jue came over and held her to sit down in front of the dressing table. Watching her recover some blush, she sat aside and looked at her dressing and smiled Mimi.

Looks in a good mood.

Mo Xuetong also knew that he couldn't look at the surface. He knew that he had a clear mind. He simply didn't care about him. He just asked, "what else happened to your family yesterday?"

"There's more. Fuguo mansion, Dingguo mansion, Pingguo mansion, Mingguo mansion, xuanwang mansion, Chuwang mansion, ningwang mansion and yanwang mansion. Oh, I heard my third brother hung up his hand and broke his hand." Feng Jue ran took the wet towel from Mo ye and wiped her face, laughing casually.

"The Fuguo government also entered the assassin?" The big eyes of ink snow pupil and water spirit suddenly stared round and looked at Feng Jue ran in amazement.

"No, now the assassins are more and more daring. They don't look at who the four prefectures are. They dare to do it. In other words, the masters of each yard are not hurt much. It's the third brother who has broken his hand and foot with Princess Yan. It's really pathetic. Now there's not even a master who can take charge of the house."

Feng Jue ran sounds worried about Feng Jue Lei. He just looks at his leisurely and lazy handsome face, but he doesn't have the meaning of worrying at all.

"Lord, is this a disaster and disaster?" The black snow pupil pursed his mouth.

Feng Jue ran laughed and came over to choose a lotus hairpin for Mo Xuetong on the dressing table and put it on her dark hair. Then she looked left and right, probably satisfied, and took her to stand up and go out.

Although the maid in the room was a little shy, and the water eyes glanced at him, she didn't hide. At this moment, she felt very secure. No matter what circumstances, as long as he was around her, she felt particularly safe and secure.

The outer room had already arranged breakfast. Mo Xuetong sat down, thought for a while or asked, "why didn't you decide this time?"

Moxuetong actually wanted to ask him. He was so busy a while ago. Now he suddenly doesn't have a director. Is it really all right?

"Last night, the assassin rushed into the king's main courtyard. The king was guarding his faint wife. He was so anxious that he saw the assassin coming. He didn't have time to escape in panic and was injured." Feng Jue ran took the porridge served by the maid, put it in front of Mo Xuetong and said with a casual smile, "later, my father will send a doctor to show me the injury."

Really hurt? Mo Xuetong looked at him suspiciously. She didn't feel that he was hurt last night.

"Don't worry, the king said he was hurt." Seeing that Mo Xuetong was suspicious and nervous, he looked at him blankly with a bowl. He looked lovely and beautiful. Feng Jue ran immediately smiled, stretched out his hand and pinched her delicate nose. Looking at her pink cherry lips, she smiled unhappily.

"It's all right?"

"Nothing!" Feng Jue ran smiled.

"Has Prince Nanman found it? If he can't find Nanman fruit, it will change. It's all right?" Mo Xuetong was still worried. Nanman was a thorn in her heart. She always remembered that it was there. It was very uncomfortable. She couldn't help being nervous about anything about Nanman.

This comes from the previous life. Feng Jue ran went to the South barbarian land, and then there was no news!

As long as she thought that he might be in a place like Nanman and encounter danger, she was very nervous when she thought that he might be missing in Nanman, or that there might be an accident in Nanman, for fear that he would be too involved with Nanman, and that if he was careless, he would go on the road of his previous life.

"Don't worry, since Prince Nanman has been ill for so many years, he is not a soft persimmon. I know how to do it. Don't think about it. Just keep your body well." Feng Jue ran put some light pickled cucumbers in a bowl and watched Mo Xuetong pick them up and eat them. A pair of Phoenix eyes were more and more colorful.

The water eyes turned flexibly, and the ink snow pupil immediately understood his meaning.

The prince of Nanman, who is said to have been in poor health, died early. In the hands of his successor, who was favored by the emperor of Nanman, he can still be the prince until now, which shows that he is not simple. Inexplicable Mo Xuetong thinks of Bai Yihao. If the prince of Nanman was the same as Bai Yihao, of course, he would not have an accident in the territory of the state of Qin, Or his no news, but good news.

"Is it really all right?" Although he understood, Mo Xuetong asked softly. Shuimou stared at him tightly and didn't let go of a trace of fluctuation in the corner of his eyes.

But the man's eyes were full of emotion. Looking at her face, he nodded freely: "it's okay. As long as you treat me better and rely on me more, I'll be fine."

"..." Mo Xuetong was speechless and simply picked up the porridge at hand and drank it hard.

This sentence is quite normal. Mo Xuetong only said such words when she was concerned about Feng Jue ran. She was a little worried because she didn't know the specific situation of Nan man, but seeing that Feng Jue ran came out like this, coupled with such words and natural expression, inexplicably made Mo Xuetong want to bite him.

He was anxious in the fire, but he was leisurely in the water.

Looking at the depressed expression of Mo Xuetong, who couldn't even say a word, Feng Jue ran immediately laughed.

Different from the enchanting evil charm he used to show, at this time, he was really happy, gentle and overflowing in the corners of his eyes. His smile was pure and full of vitality, simple and happy. Such a smile appeared on Feng Jue's extremely beautiful face, with a kind of bright brilliance and dazzling brilliance.

Even with the calm mood of Mo Xuetong, he couldn't help feeling a little dizzy under his flying smile.

This man is so handsome! Born to kill women.

This makes her inexplicably think of he Yufen. The eldest lady of he family will enter the door in a few days.

Because she was just a concubine and aunt, it was just a minor matter in the palace. Feng Jue ran didn't let the candidate have any time, so she asked someone to go to he's house to inform him. Just say a day and find a small sedan to carry in. Think about the time, it's just a few days.

At the thought of he Yufen coming in, Mo Xuetong said, "the new couple will enter the house in two days. Don't let someone clean up. Find a good garden."

"Why, it's a little sour!" Feng Jue ran smiled more and more happily. Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. She was in a good mood that can't be described.

"What's sour? Just ask. Don't say that our house has treated her badly at that time, and make a Zhao imperial concubine jump to the stage again." Mo Xuetong only felt full, put down the bowl, wiped his lips with a handkerchief and stopped drinking porridge.