Chapter 554

When Feng Jueyuan came to Jinwei pavilion with Mo Yarui, Feng jueyan was building a rattan chair under the shade in front of Jinwei Pavilion. There was a rattan chair lying there without a rattan chair. He sat lazily with his eyes closed. Two small eunuchs stood behind him and took a fan to fan the cool wind for him.

"How's the eighth brother?" When Feng Jueyuan came in, he saw this scene. He couldn't help smiling on his face and looked around curiously. He saw only a few small eunuchs waiting closely by his side. He couldn't help joking, "why doesn't anyone sing a song? It's different when the eighth brother married his daughter-in-law."

The last time he came with the five princesses, it was still a picture of singing and dancing. When it was gorgeous, there were beauties all over his eyes. They were charming and extraordinary people. Now, as today, there is only fengjue dye. The comparison of this scene is really surprising.

"Hey, brother, don't say it. When I think of this, I have a headache. I finally had a child and didn't keep it. Now I'm annoyed to see them. They are all snake and scorpion hearted, red and pink skeletons. They look as charming as flowers. In fact, they are vicious. If it goes on like this, I won't want to have children."

Feng Jue ran pointed to another rattan chair not far away. He said lazily and didn't answer whether his body was good or not. With some irrecoverable anger in his eyes, it was obvious that he was still very distressed about the child in his concubine's belly. It must be his first child. It was also reasonable for him to kill her with a stick with his evil temper.

Feng Jue Xuan has been paying attention to his reaction. Seeing Feng Jue Ran's face, there is an undetectable smile on his lips.

A clever little eunuch had already moved the chair over and put it in front of the small table of pear blossom. He took a jade cup and poured a glass of wine. Then he respectfully retreated. Two little eunuchs came and fanned him behind him. Mo Yarui stood aside, some SAT or stood. When Feng Jue ran mentioned the child, he felt a pang of pain in his heart.

She once had a child in her stomach, but as a mother, she couldn't keep him. For a moment, her heart was as if she had been severely corrected. The tears of pain almost fell. She quickly lowered her head and covered the tears from the bottom of her eyes. Although she had recovered, the pain in her heart was no better.

That child is a pain in her heart that she can never look directly at.

Just like now, she tried not to look at these, sucked her nose hard, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her side head, and focused on dealing with her eyes.

She is just a side imperial concubine, not the official wife of Feng Jue Xuan. Speaking of it, there is no place for her in front of the two people. After thinking about it, she came forward to YingYing and saluted: "I've seen your highness King Xuan."

"Isn't this the side imperial concubine of the eldest brother? She's really a gentle and intelligent beauty. No wonder the eldest brother talked about the side imperial concubine a while ago. She's really a rare beauty. You're so blessed, eldest brother. You were the first beauty of the Qin Dynasty before, and then the sister of the first beauty. There's also the gentle and elegant side imperial concubine mo. eldest brother, you have great blessings."

Feng Jue Ran's eyes turned around Mo Yarui's face. Suddenly, he blinked at Feng Jue Xuan irreverently, which was quite understood by everyone. When his feet were hooked, he hooked a small table on one side and threw it in front of Mo Yarui: "you're welcome, side imperial concubine. Please sit down."

Such a manner is quite romantic, especially the beautiful eyes, which are beautiful and enchanting. They stare at Mo Yarui and don't feel impolite. Mo Yarui's words make Mo Yarui almost ashamed to look up. Sure enough, the Xuan king is the most romantic. He even flirts with himself and doesn't feel like being his brother, How impolite it is to act like this to your brother's woman.

His eyes fell timidly on Feng Jueyuan sitting on one side, hoping that he would help him out.

"Since the eighth brother let you sit, sit down." Feng Jue Xuan said casually, as if he didn't see the embarrassment on Mo Yarui's face. With a smile on his lips, he said to Feng Jue ran: "the eighth brother is in good spirit, and Princess Xuan looks ok. Things have passed, so don't think too much. Just go to see his father emperor tomorrow. There have been too many things happened a while ago, and the father emperor is busy, so the eighth brother won't hide."

"Brother, you see, you're going to pull me out now. It's too troublesome. Just tell your father that I'm really not in good health. The weather is too hot. I'm afraid of dizziness and heatstroke." Feng Jue Ran's tone was lazy and casual. The words behind him seemed to come from his nose. He was lazy and leisurely. Coupled with the way he leaned on the rattan chair, he knew that he was not too willing to go out to help the emperor.

"Such a big man, I'm afraid I won't succeed in heatstroke. Well, my father has long known that you have nothing to do and haven't been lazy. Tomorrow happens to be Tanabata Festival, and a banquet is prepared in the palace. If you don't come, my father will be angry. Don't annoy my father at that time and directly let someone escort you away. My brother can't help you at that time."

Looking at his tired look, Feng Jueyuan shook his head helplessly and said with a smile.

On the seventh day of July, every year at this time of the year, there will be a Tanabata banquet hosted by the queen in the harem. Since Mo Xuetong has been well, he can't directly refute the Queen's face. Feng Jue ran thought about it and nodded, but his face showed a rather unhappy expression. His eyes aroused and asked, "don't you know where the third brother is?"

"The father didn't make it clear to the third man. Besides, his hand was hurt, and Princess Yan's leg was broken. It hurt her muscles and bones for 300 days. Nothing can happen if they do this." Feng Jue Xuan smiled, his eyes fell on a snow colored finger on Feng Jue's dyed finger, and asked with a casual smile: "this plate finger of the eighth younger brother is really different from the general. It seems that he doesn't know what material it is, but it seems to be a kind of jade."

"What kind of jade is it? It was sent by Nanman last time. It's really interesting to see it. Although it's not precious, it's just a novelty. If you like it, you can give it to elder brother." As Feng Jue ran said this, she stretched out her hand to roll the trigger finger on her hand and said indifferently.

"Eight younger brothers don't need it. I just feel a little novel, but I don't really like it." Feng Jue Xuan stretched out his hand to stop Feng Jue Ran's move, shook his head and said with a smile, "don't worry about Nanman. Be careful that tomorrow's father will punish you for Nanman."

It was really something that emperor Zong Wen asked Feng Jue ran to host. At the thought of this, Feng Jue ran shook his head with a headache, reached out and touched his forehead. The corners of his eyes were half narrowed and his long eyelashes were hanging down, which was quite different from heaven and earth, "Speaking of this, I'm really tired of it. The Nanman country is also true. It can't even hold a crown prince. It also made a lot of fights, which dragged us in here. We simply asked the father emperor to destroy the Nanman, so as to save us a lot of things."

"You're talking nonsense again. Be careful if your father sees it and makes him angry." Feng Jueyuan didn't drink. He asked the little eunuch on one side to change the tea and drank it low, laughing and scolding.

The two sat together and chatted for a while. They just threw a Mo Yarui aside, as if she were not alone. They looked at the stool hooked by Feng Jue dye. Mo Yarui just moved behind Feng Jue Xuan silently. No matter how she became the side imperial concubine on the Royal Dudie, how could she sit on the small table like a servant.

Besides, it's still a few children thrown by his highness King Xuan.

Finally, she stood behind Feng Jueyuan, wiped the sweat on her forehead, lowered her head and eyes, and dared not move much. The two brothers said vigorously, but she was bored here. The place where she was standing happened to be behind Feng Jueyuan. When she just stood over, there was still some shadow. At this time, the sun tilted for a few minutes, and most of her body moved to the sun.

Such a strong sun shone on her. After a while, she felt that her head was light and her feet were heavy, and her forehead was sweating like pulp. Her body had been delayed by Ling Ruier since she was knocked down for miscarriage last time. She almost lost her life. Although she had rested for a while, she must have hurt the foundation. She really couldn't stand it.

I just felt dizzy in front of me and tried to stop. I looked at the back of Feng Jue Xuan in front of me, as if I didn't feel her dilemma at all. I still talked and laughed with Feng Jue ran. I didn't notice that she was unable to support. Sweat hung down on her white and tender face, and her face became more and more pale.

"Elder brother, does your side imperial concubine really need not sit?" Sitting opposite her, Feng Jue ran hu'er raised his eyebrows and winked at Feng Jue Xuan, revealing a sense of ridicule.

Feng Jue Xuan looked back at Mo Yarui and asked mildly, "but I'm tired. Do you want to sit down?"

His eyes glanced at the small children that Feng Jue ran had just hooked out, which made Mo Yarui's pale face show some shame and annoyance. He bit his lips and tried to resist his discomfort. In a soft voice, he said, "thank you, Lord. My concubine is all right."

"Don't be strong. You'd better sit down if you're not well." Seeing her refusal, Feng Jue Xuan turned back and said, turning back, his attention continued to fall on Feng Jue ran.

Behind her, Mo yalui shook her body, and she felt a pain in her heart and almost couldn't stand.

No matter how tired she is, she can't just sit down on the small table hooked by her uncle. It's too rude and doesn't conform to the rules. Why doesn't the prince who always pays most attention to the rules know his difficulties.

"Concubine Mo is unwell. Do you want to go in with me and have a rest?" At the gate, Mo Xuetong came in with several maids smiling. Her clear water eyes looked at her softly. Seeing that she couldn't stand, she urgently asked the maid to come forward and hold her.

Mo Yarui really couldn't hold on. In front of her eyes, she only saw the beautiful water eyes in the dark snow pupil. There was pure as if there was no trace of impurities. Her jade like face was bright and beautiful, her eyelashes were dark and slender, and her tender skin could almost squeeze out of the water. She tried to turn her head. She was seeing that Feng Jueyuan turned to look at the beautiful face, and there was an imperceptible tenderness in the bottom of her eyes.

This kind of gentleness is different from his previous gentleness. It always makes people separated by a layer of distance. It is a kind of gentleness from the heart. There is a layer of obvious pain at the bottom of the heart, and the corners of the eyes are unconsciously sour. It is not that there is no gentleness, but because I didn't meet the person who can go to the heart.

Even the arrogant princess Ling in the house didn't expect that there was someone in the heart of his Highness the king of Chu, and that person was still

No wonder I brought myself to Lord Xuan's residence today. It turned out that I was really just because it was easier to get close to that person. The backyard of King Chu's residence fought with each other, and I even lost my children in the fight. Now I find that everyone is fighting for nothing, and I don't know if Ling Ruier will be so complacent when she knows it.

"Side imperial concubine, Mo side imperial concubine..." that kind of pain after Enlightenment, accompanied by a vague scene in front of her, Mo Yarui didn't have time to think more, so she fell into darkness, and a tear in the corner of her eye slowly slipped down and fell into the dust