It was the time when the eldest princess Mo Lan was sent off. Mo Xuetong was stunned for a moment, but then she remembered that such a person seemed to be passing by at that time. It turned out to be King Feng Juexuan of Chu.
"I didn't see His Highness that day, but I didn't recognize the face of the sky." Mo Xuetong said calmly.
"Miss Mo San is unwilling to stay with me and talk?" Feng Juexuan looked at him with a deep expression.
Mo Xuetong stood up, took two steps back and bowed, "Your Majesty, this is very inconvenient."
Feng Jue
Putting down Mo Lan, he turned around and left without saying a word! It’s hard not to leave an impression on a woman like that!
Mo Xuetong's eyes became colder and colder. She lowered her head and said, "I was about to go to Beijing. When I was feeling sad and hesitant, I heard that someone liked the Mo Lan in his hand. He wanted to bring it to Beijing, but he might not be able to place it, so he simply gave it to him. The person you like will definitely take good care of her."
She was trying to avoid getting involved with him. Feng Juexuan understood, but still asked gently: "I heard that you were seriously ill in Yuncheng that day, and you have been in Beijing for many days, but are you all better?"
"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. This old illness has long since gone away." Mo Xuetong raised his eyes, his bright watery eyes met Feng Juexuan's gentle and deep eyes, and he was about to say goodbye.
How could Feng Juexuan find such an opportunity and let him go at will? He raised his head and said with a smile, "Tong'er, would you like to spend more time with me?"
What he said was extremely ambiguous, and he actually called her Tong'er, which was an obvious sign of intimacy. Mo Xuetong was slightly stunned, and then said: "Your Highness has said it."
"After the Spring Festival, there will be a draft in the harem. With your status, it is not difficult to be included in the draft. This time, I will marry a main concubine, and two concubines, Tong'er, will enter my palace as a side. How are you, my concubine?" Feng Juexuan didn't seem to see the anger on Mo Xuetong's face, he waved the little eunuch on the side to retreat and said with a smile.
Concubine? Mo Xuetong's heart skipped a beat and she looked at Feng Juexuan in disbelief. She never thought that she would offend King Chu. Didn't he want to marry Ling Fengyan? What does it matter now? Find two favorable, low-status concubines to resist Ling Fengyan
The servant's daughter is considered one, and now it's her turn!
"Your Highness, I think I am no match for Miss Ling Er, nor can I compare with Miss Ling Er. I am afraid that your Highness's intentions will be in vain." She looked at Feng Jue Xuandao coldly, no matter what his purpose was, She didn't even want to enter the Prince of Chu's Mansion. Indeed, with her current status, being able to get the status of a concubine of the Prince of Chu was an extremely high achievement. However, after the love in her previous life, she never thought about marrying into a wealthy family.
Emotions and love are all in the clouds. She just wants to find a simple family, a simple husband, and live a simple life...
The imperial palace, the royal palace, is the most restless place in the world, not to mention that the throne is still unknown and the battle to seize the legitimate heir is imminent! She didn't want to get involved in this mess.
"Don't worry, as long as you enter the palace, I will only pamper you. As for whether the princess is Ling Fengyan or not, it has nothing to do with you. Even if she is Ling Fengyan, it doesn't matter. The person I like is not ..." Feng Juexuan said with a smile, with some visible doting in his eyes.
"Your Majesty, please respect yourself. My daughter has never thought about entering the Prince Chu's Mansion, let alone wanting to be my exclusive favor. Please forgive me, Your Majesty." Mo Xuetong interrupted him coldly to avoid hearing his so-called "deep affection." To confess, Feng Juexuan's behavior forced her to agree to the matter, but this made her even more unhappy.
Seeing her repeatedly disobeying his will, Feng Jue's eyes were filled with coldness. He was the noble eldest son of the emperor and held a high position. He had never been able to get any woman he wanted. There was no need for him to open his mouth. Countless women rushed towards her one after another. Mo Xuetong was his favorite flower, so she was only willing to keep it in his garden for him to admire.
For this reason, he also gave up another piece of chess in his hand!
"You know, I just respect your wishes, otherwise as long as you tell the queen, I will naturally grant you the marriage." Feng Jue said in a cool voice, with a trace of anger flashing in his eyes, even if it is the flower he cares about the most , and cannot go against his will again and again. Someone will reject him, which is something he has never thought about.
Mo Xuetong's face narrowed, and she bowed down and said: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, but I am not good at fighting in the harem. If I enter the palace, I will not survive for a few days. Please let me go."
Is this because of fear? She is still young and so innocent, so it is reasonable to worry! Feng Yuexuan's face softened slightly and he said: "My prince's palace, whether it is the front yard or the backyard, will be in my hands. As long as I pamper you, no one will dare to do anything to you. You don't have to worry."
Seeing that he still didn't give up, Mo Xuetong's eyes flashed with disgust, and she raised her head, with a touch of tears in her bright eyes: "Your Highness, I don't want to enter Prince Chu's Mansion."
"Why?" Feng Juexuan stared at her and asked with a serious expression.
"My daughter is just the daughter of a third-rank official. She is only willing to marry a good man of the same rank. She does not seek glory and wealth, but only peace and security. Therefore, she can only live up to His Highness's love." Mo Xuetong said firmly.
"What if this king insists on you!" Feng Juexuan pressed forward step by step.
"If this is the case, I am willing to take five steps with blood to thank the prince for his love." Although Mo Xuetong smiled, her eyes were absolutely cold. She twitched her hand on her head, and a sword-shaped hairpin fell into her hand. , stabbed towards the neck fiercely, Feng Juexuan had no time to be shocked, and grabbed her hand with his backhand. The sharp head of the hairpin had pierced the jade-like skin, and blood dripped down the jade-like neck.
"What are you doing?" Feng Jue
He said angrily: "Even if you want to reject me, you don't have to use such drastic measures. If you die like this, aren't you afraid that your father at home will be sad?"
Mo Xuetong slowly took her hand away from his and showed a faint smile. Her beautiful little jade face, although pale, made people dare not look at her: "As long as His Highness no longer insists, I will not dare to hurt myself."
"You are really unreasonable!" Feng Jue Xuanqi's forehead was throbbing with veins, he turned around, threw up his sleeves and strode away.
Mo Yeji hurried over and covered her neck with a handkerchief. Fortunately, the injury was not serious and only some skin was broken.
"Miss, how could you do this? What you did just now was too dangerous." Mo Ye said anxiously. Just now, she was standing far away and did not dare to move. She is a secret guard and cannot be discovered by others that she has martial arts, especially in the presence of the King of Chu. In front of her, she had to maintain her appearance as an ordinary maid, so Mo Xuetong moved so quickly that she had no time to react.
"It's okay, King Chu won't kill me." Mo Xuetong helped Mo Ye sit down weakly. The sword-shaped hairpin was not pulled out. It was not sharp and would not kill with one blow. Now is the time to seize the direct descendant. , Feng Juexuan did not dare to be blamed for forcing his daughter to death. As long as he took action, his own life would not be in danger.
"But, even so, you can't take risks." Mo Ye picked up the handkerchief, but the blood was still flowing. He quickly picked up the handkerchief and covered it, pressing it hard to suppress the surge of blood.
"Otherwise, so what can we do!" Mo Xuetong had a lonely smile on her lips. She asked herself that she was not a strong person and could not compete with Feng Juexuan. All she could do was show weakness. If she could not even show weakness, maybe it was true. I can only accompany my own life.
In her last life, she was locked up in her own family and hospital, and even ended up in a state of death. In this life, she found that the change of imperial power was so close to her, so close that she could not avoid it. The eldest princess, Feng Jueran, Feng Juexuan, and Bai Yihao...
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Mo Ye gave Mo Xuetong some medicine and put his collar up. Fortunately, it was winter, and winter cotton coats were originally high-collared, so it didn't feel awkward to put it up at this time. Mo Xuetong took Mo Ye to the side to rest. Go to the room.
Just after turning around a rockery, a person suddenly walked out. Mo Xuetong was shocked and took two steps back.
"Miss Mo San has been disturbed. Miss Mo San, don't be afraid. I am Yu Mingyong, the younger brother of Concubine Yu."
The person who came turned out to be Yu Mingyong, but although this man spoke politely, his eyes looked directly at him, which made people angry. Mo Ye took two steps forward to separate Yu Mingyong's gaze.
This man was just a libertine. Mo Xuetong didn't want to say anything more to him, so he turned around and left.
Yu Mingyong looked at the beauty in front of him with almost obsession. He only felt that it was countless times more beautiful than the one in the picture. He never thought that there was such a beauty in the world. He had also seen those empresses in the palace in his sister's palace. However, none of them looked like this. He stared at Mo Xuetong for a while, unable to even speak.
Seeing Mo Xuetong turn around to leave, she came to her senses and said hurriedly: "Miss Mo San, don't leave." After saying that, she didn't know where the confusion came from. She knelt down suddenly and hurriedly grabbed Mo Xuetong. The dress said: "Miss Mo San, I admire Miss Mo San. If I get Miss Mo San as my wife in this life, I will only focus on her wholeheartedly and never fool around outside again. I hope Miss Mo San will take pity on her."
At this time, Yu Mingyong only felt that if he had such a beauty to accompany him in this life, even if he died now, it would be worthwhile. Those flower charms in the past, with phoenix heads, were not worthy of carrying shoes with this Miss Mo San. Unexpectedly, Mo Mansion The eldest lady really didn't lie to herself. This Miss Mo is the real beauty.
When he found out that he was in the palace that day, he kept insisting that Miss Mo had something to do with him instead of flirting with Mo Xuemin. It is still a shame and humiliation to be mentioned.
This time when he saw Miss Mo San for the first time on the shore, he was astonished. He couldn't get closer to such a heavenly person, so he waited on the road that he must pass to Merlin. Sure enough, Miss Mo San came from there. Bian came here in a hurry, with only one maid and no outsider beside him. How could he let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so Yu Mingyong jumped out.
Mo Xuetong felt speechless. She had just experienced what happened to Feng Juexuan. At this time, she was stopped from confessing shamelessly. She felt that she had come to the princess mansion in the wrong place this time. She avoided Yu Mingyong's hand, bit her lip, and reasoned. Ignoring Yu Mingyong, he turned around and left.
"Miss Mo San, Miss Mo San..." Seeing that Mo Xuetong was about to leave, Yu Mingyong was not willing to obey, so he shouted urgently. Just before he wanted to say a few more words of admiration, he felt a pain in his head and his eyes went dark. He suddenly fainted and fell to the ground. Behind him, a purple sheepskin high-soled boot with gold piping stepped over his body without hesitation, as if he was just a carpet. (To be continued)