Feng Jueyuan admitted that he was affectionate, and this was also the truth. He always wanted to tell Mo Xuetong in his heart. At this time, he said it in front of Mo Xuetong. He had expected her to be tender and charming, but unexpectedly, it was mo Xuetong's cold and alienated eyes.

There was no surprise, no shame, or even a trace of fluctuation. It seemed that he didn't care about his excitement and joy at all. Calmly, Feng Jueyuan had an impulse to break this calm. How can it be like this? With his identity and appearance, no one had ever been so cold to him.

The bottom of my heart rises for no reason.

"Thanks for the kindness of the king of Chu, but I'm Princess Xuan now, and I'll be princess Xuan in the future. I don't intend to give up my position to Princess Caifeng, but it bothers the king of Chu." Mo Xue Tong put on a smile on his lips, and there was no trace of warm color. He completely ignored Feng Jueyuan's words, gave Feng Jueyuan a gift again, stepped back two steps, gave way to the path, and signaled Feng Jueyuan to go first.

"You..." Feng Jueyuan didn't expect that Mo Xuetong should treat her like this. The smile on her face slowly retreated, revealing some gloomy coldness. She took two steps forward and involuntarily wanted to stretch out her hand to pull Mo Xuetong's hand. Mo Xuetong retreated two steps to avoid Feng Jueyuan's hand and raised her dense water eyes, but her tone was cold.

"Your Highness the king of Chu, are you sure to hold my brother-in-law's hand here!"

This is not a question. Although his voice is still soft and gentle, it seems very gentle, but his tone is cold and negative. This reminds Feng Jueyuan. He stops and doesn't chase Mo Xuetong. This is the imperial palace. People come and go. No matter who sees this scene, it's not very good.

Although he has the advantage now, he doesn't dare to behave in the palace at this time!

It's OK to say a few words. If he really moves, it's wrong. He originally chose the road in front, which is more remote, but he didn't expect to bump into it at a good time. It's still a little late. Although it's also remote here, there's a road not far from the front, which may be seen by someone.

Although he didn't catch up with her, he didn't avoid it any more. His eyes involuntarily fell on Mo Xuetong. When he saw this woman, she was the one who haunted him. Whether the first beauty Ling Fengyan or later Ling Ruier, she was the only woman in the capital who entered his heart and his dream, and seemed to be increasingly becoming his demon.

His eyes fell on her calm eyes with some light anger. It seemed that no matter any expression of her, she was always the most beautiful in his heart, and everywhere was extremely beautiful. Even now, the eyes with some anger in the cold were full of charm. It was only unknown that Bai Fang said it was good. How could she be angry at once.

Looking at the delicate face as pink as flowers, suddenly there was a flash in my mind, and I pushed away a gentle smile on my face: "you don't want to be a side imperial concubine?"

Just now, when it comes to giving her a name and becoming the side imperial concubine of the palace, is it because she doesn't want to? Think about it. She was originally the positive imperial concubine dyed by Feng Jue and became the side imperial concubine with herself. She always feels a little uncomfortable. Besides, I heard that eighth brother loves her very much. She dotes on the backyard alone and makes people press on her head. I'm afraid she's unhappy!

"..." Mo Xuetong was speechless for a moment. He didn't know what the king of Chu was thinking. How could he see that he didn't want to be a concubine? Of course, most women didn't want to be a concubine. Who didn't put a good main room properly, but was willing to be a concubine.

Seeing that Mo Xue Tong was speechless, Feng Jue Xuan thought he guessed right and relaxed. His meaning became more and more gentle. His voice slowed down and said, "it's ok if you don't want to be a side princess, but not now. When the king can really decide in the future, he won't wrong you and make you subordinate to others. What if he allows you to be the queen at that time!"

After a country in the future, Feng Jueyuan really dares to think that he has mastered everything in his own hands!

Mo Xuetong smiled and glanced sideways at him. His eyes were as flexible as two dark colored glasses: "Your Highness, don't you understand what I just said! I'm Princess Xuan, so I'll be princess Xuan all my life. No matter what I do, it's also a matter of our prince Xuan's residence. I don't have half entanglement with his highness, don't I!"

"Tong er..."

"Your Highness, I'm Princess Xuan, your brother and daughter-in-law. Don't you really think it's inappropriate for you to call me that!" Mo Xue Tong coldly interrupted Feng Jueyuan's words, with some alienation and displeasure in his eyes.

"You..."

"Your Highness the king of Chu, I have understood what you mean, but my meaning has also been made clear. Now I'm going to visit the Empress Dowager. If the Empress Dowager knows that his Highness the king of Chu is stopping me here, I don't know if she will be unhappy." Mo Xuetong interrupted him again. Xiumei raised her eyebrows slightly. There was a hidden sharpness between the eyebrows and eyes. The water eyes were still moving, but they seemed to be soaked in the cold water without a trace of warmth.

"You take the Empress Dowager to suppress the king!" Feng Jueyuan was stunned by Mo Xuetong's attitude at first, but then he opened his eyes fiercely, stared at Mo Xuetong coldly, and said angrily, "if the Empress Dowager finds you talking with the king here, the first punishment is you. The Empress Dowager doesn't like you very much."

That's true. Since I met the empress dowager, every time I was neither cold nor hot, or something would happen. Besides, the Ji concubine sent by the Empress Dowager also died before Feng Jue ran. It's strange to see that Mo Xuetong is good!

"You said that the king stopped you, but others only seem to think that you shamelessly stopped the king and didn't let him leave. Who can defend you except the maid around you? Even if the maid spoke, it was your own slave. Who would believe it? Do you think the Empress Dowager believed what the king said or what you said?"

Mo Fatong looked at him with a cold look in his eyes, but he didn't answer.

Feng Jueyuan continued: "We've been standing here talking for a while. I didn't bring anyone with me, and you only brought a maid. Although you're not alone, you're almost the same. Besides, after talking for so long, what will others think? There are many smart people in this palace. As long as I say that you deliberately stopped me, how do you explain it?"

This was not a part of Feng Jueyuan's plan, but was provoked by Mo Xuetong. It naturally occurred to him to take it out and threaten Mo Xuetong. In short, if it's soft, it's hard. Unless Mo Xuetong agrees to his request, he doesn't intend to let Mo Xuetong pass through the door today.

Since he wants this woman wholeheartedly, even if she marries someone, he still thinks about her, so he won't let her escape. Mo Xuetong has no choice but to choose him.

Such a man calculated her innocence and her life again and again. At this time, he made such a deep look. Mo Xuetong only thought it was really ironic. He wanted to be with him wholeheartedly. I really don't know where he came from so much confidence and felt that he could only rely on him.

Slightly raise the corners of your lips, With a bright smile and mockery: "Your Highness, I don't want to be your imperial concubine, let alone your side imperial concubine. I don't even want to be involved with you. I just want to walk over here. Your highness is valuable. Don't take measures that embarrass everyone. It's not just my face that will be lost at that time. Besides, your highness, are you sure Princess Caifeng can marry Jue ran!"

Since everyone opened his face and talked, Mo Xuetong didn't want to hide it any more. Some things are better to spread out, so as to save Feng Jue Xuan from moving some ideas. How about Princess Caifeng and Nanman? These are basically variables. Whoever can master this variable is equivalent to more than half of the success.

Feng Jue Xuan, this is the heart of luanfeng Jue dye! Want to let Feng Jue dye take care of herself, or there is some selfishness of Feng Jue Xuan, but it makes Mo Xuetong feel more disgusted! She doesn't like being designed, as if there is no way to escape, and she can only go down the road he pointed out step by step.

This reminds her of the previous life, the previous life, and it was along the road given by Aunt Fang and Mo Xuemin that she fell into that tragic and desperate situation. In this life, she didn't want others to interfere in her life. What's more, this man was still the ill intentioned king of Chu Feng Jueyuan. Did he think it was as simple to take himself away as folding a flower on the side of the road.

Feng Jue Xuan really doesn't take himself seriously, nor does he take Feng Jue dye seriously. It seems that what happened in the back palace and the previous dynasty these days, no matter where it seems, gives him an advantage. That's why he has such a mind and uses himself and his brain. Princess Caifeng was only his own.

"You really don't want to talk to me?" Feng Jueyuan's face turned pale and completely skipped the topic of Princess Caifeng. He was really angry. There was a bit of hostility in his eyes. The ink color condensed in his eyes. It was no longer a gentle and calm look. Looking at the ink snow pupil, he asked word by word, and the surrounding air dropped a bit.

Mo ye no longer takes care of her surroundings. She comes forward and stands next to Mo Xue Tong, watching Feng Jue Xuan warily.

"I don't want to!" Mo Xuetong replied decisively, which made her soft voice more sonorous and powerful, but it also angered Feng Jueyuan for a moment. Feng Jueyuan's eyebrows had been dyed with a strong color of melancholy and coldness, with some completely uncontrollable beats.

"Well, well, well, since you don't want to enter the king's house obediently, even if you die without a burial place, the king will not let you go. You asked for it all." Feng Jue shook his lavender robe sleeve as if to break something. This time, he rushed up, grabbed the sleeve of Mo Xuetong, stretched out his hand and took it to his arms.

"Do you think the eighth brother's house will accommodate you and the father will accommodate you when you throw yourself into his arms?" He sneered, his fingers pressed hard, his eyes were full of haze, his attitude was positive and his language was cruel, which was completely different from what he usually expressed in front of the public.

Mo Xuetong was weak. In addition, he didn't expect that Feng Jueyuan, who had always been deep and didn't let people check his mind, was so crazy. His wrist was immediately held. Before he could give a cry, he bumped into Feng Jueyuan's arms. Mo Xuetong was in a hurry and stretched out his hand to the side. If he really bumped into Feng Jueyuan's arms, he couldn't say anything clearly. He looked at Feng Jueyuan from the outside, Coupled with the emperor's eccentricity, I really want to be forced to a dead end.

Feng Jueyuan is out of control!