"What's going on? Why are you still here? It's getting late. Let's go out of the house together." Feng Juoran stepped on Yu Mingyong's body and walked over, with a smile on his handsome lips, but with a hint of Lin and Han Yi stepped forward and took Mo Xuetong's hand without hesitation, and walked out.
Those almost evil eyes have a rich and strange color, and under the sunlight, they have a dazzling beauty, like a demon!
Is Feng Jueran angry? Why is he so angry for no reason...
Mo Xuetong didn't understand, but she also knew that she couldn't mess with him at this time, so she could only twitch her hand slightly and timidly said: "Your Highness, you scratched me."
"You even dare to rub it on your neck. What's the point of fearing this little pain?" Feng Jueran turned her head and looked at Mo Xuetong with her beautiful eyes. Suddenly her smile became even more charming and bright, but her hand relaxed slightly and did not hold her tightly. .
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Mo Ye took two steps back, trying to reduce her presence. She seemed to understand why her master was so angry...
"It's okay, it's just some skin trauma." Mo Xuetong also understood, biting her lip and replied, but she didn't pull her hand anymore. She just stood still at the rockery on one side. The two of them were pulling out like this. It will ruin your reputation.
"Give me back the hairpin." Feng Juoran slowly narrowed his eyes. As he spoke, his hand reached over and pulled out a hairpin from her hair.
"No, you have already given it to me, so you can't take it back." Mo Xuetong was anxious and hurriedly pulled her hand from his hand to snatch it back. This hairpin was for her self-defense, and it proved to be extremely useful.
"I heard that this hairpin is also very useful for wiping the neck." Feng Juoran raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly, "Just prick it lightly and you will see blood immediately."
"Your Highness, this was an accident." Mo Xuetong bit her lip, stretched out a white and tender hand and stroked the temples that were messed up by him and said aggrievedly.
Perhaps she had a better attitude towards admitting her mistakes. After a moment of silence, Feng Juoran's face improved a little. He put the hairpin into her hand and said with a cold expression: "If I hear what you did next time, If you stab yourself with something, all these thorny things will be confiscated."
Mo Xuetong rolled her eyes secretly, not knowing what she was wearing had anything to do with him, but she also knew that this man was capable of being moody, and he didn't know what he heard, so he came to her to have a fit, and she could never afford to offend him.
He took the hairpin, looked at the water beside the rockery, and inserted it into his hair.
"Big brother is looking for you because of the draft. The draft hasn't started yet, and one or two people are making a fuss. It's a pity. No matter what he does, it has nothing to do with you. Even if he likes you, he still has to watch. Does he have the ability to bring you into Prince Chu's Mansion?" Feng Juoran smiled slightly, his expression calmed down, and he stretched out his hand to tuck a fallen strand of hair behind Mo Xuetong's ear.
That look inexplicably made Mo Xuetong a little nervous, her watery eyes darting to look at him.
"You performed so charmingly today. Even though the rumors about you have been dispelled, you have pushed yourself to the forefront. Even if you want to distance yourself from me in the future, you will not be able to distance yourself from the royal family. Is this what you want?" Feng Juoran leaned on the rockery, crossed his arms and looked at her lazily.
This was not Mo Xuetong's original intention. Her original intention was just to gain some limelight and dispel the rumors that were not good for her. Therefore, although she was equally matched with Ling Fengyan, she finally exposed her weakness and let Ling Fengyan win. Who would have expected that Bai Yihao would ask her to dance with him.
If she wants to keep up with his music, she must dance with all her heart. It can be said that she has to follow and dance. If she dances randomly, all her previous efforts will be in vain. Thinking about it now, Bai Yihao has been everywhere since he entered the house. Revealing information that was different from hers, she aroused the jealousy of the fifth princess, and also won herself the applause of the whole house.
Although she didn't know what he wanted to ask for, Mo Xuetong understood that she seemed to have become a pawn in his hands!
"I don't want to be like this, I just have to be like this." Mo Xuetong took a breath and then said calmly.
"Since you can't avoid it and agreed to my request yesterday, you should just act according to my wishes. You don't have to worry about the draft in the palace. It's just a formality." Feng Jueran He curled his lips in an evil smile, and the sun fell on his face, making him handsome and scorching.
Mo Xuetong was stunned, feeling her heart beating like a drum in her chest, her face turned red inexplicably, and she turned her head away from him: "What did I say last night?"
Her memory of last night was blank, and there were only a few sporadic fragments that made her too embarrassed to recall. Was this really her? Definitely not.
"Last night when I was leaving, you pulled my clothes and asked me to rest like this. I originally thought that I would marry you in the future, so it would be okay to just rest. But then I thought about it if you woke up. He must be angry again, so he simply opened your hand and pulled you away hard to get out of your clutches. Do you think I should reward you for doing this?" Feng Jueran stretched out his handsome face and said quite a bit. A bit of a begging style.
What she said was extremely embarrassing. Mo Xuetong's face suddenly burned up. This man was really shameless, but she knew that although he was exaggerating, he was actually telling the truth. She thought about how she had entangled herself last night. Seeing him not letting him go, she was ashamed and annoyed. She couldn't help but glared at Feng Jueran and said: "Your Highness..."
"You don't have to scream so loudly, I can hear you. It's better than yesterday. You hugged me like that..." Feng Jueran smiled like a fox.
Mo Xuetong hated him so much that she blushed and wanted to cut out his tongue. This man really didn't have a proper manner of speaking. He was indeed a coquettish person.
She was not as thick-skinned as him, so she couldn't speak to him. If she kept talking, she didn't know what embarrassing words he would say. Mo Xuetong turned her head almost angrily, pouting and ignoring him.
Seeing her pouting almost childishly, showing a bit of childish embarrassment, Feng Juoran suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. Just then he heard Mo Feng say that she had pierced his neck with a hairpin, and he was so frightened that he immediately dropped it. Bai Yihao turned back, but at this time he became very happy because of her childish shyness, and decided not to take into account her little "fault" just now.
Knowing that she was thin-skinned and would become angry if she continued talking, he simply changed the subject and said seriously: "It doesn't matter if you don't remember other things, but there is one thing you promised me. Come into my house and help me. I understand." Go and tell your father."
Seeing that he was serious and knowing that he was telling the truth, Mo Xuetong couldn't help but become anxious. She turned around and said with a chuckle: "Your Highness... How can you make the decision on your own marriage... Besides, I'm still young..."
She is only thirteen years old, okay!
"It's the etiquette of a royal concubine. It takes a long time to walk. By the time it's over, you will have grown up." Feng Juoran said nonchalantly, "Besides, it doesn't matter even if you are young. Even if you enter my house now, I will take care of you." You haven't done it yet, look at how young you are to recruit people, if I had started later, I wouldn't have gotten anything."
Although these words were a little unreasonable, they were the truth, and Mo Xuetong couldn't help but remain silent.
She has no other way to go now. Bai Yihao has forced her to the front. If she wants to protect herself, she must have the corresponding strength. She is a small daughter of a third-grade official, but she may be considered worthy in the eyes of others. She is a lady from a famous family, but compared to the royal family, she is really nothing.
If you want to protect yourself, you can only find a supportive supporter. Marrying into the royal family is the best choice.
Although she can't say she likes Feng Juoran very much now, she doesn't find him annoying either. There are rumors that he is a romantic person, but Mo Xuetong believes that he is not such a person, or maybe this is his own protective color, thinking about his mother. The concubine left early, and she almost died. If there was no way, how could she survive.
There are so many princes in this palace, but only three of them can survive. This shows how strong the harem fight is. Who can survive without wearing a mask? Thinking like this, I feel inexplicably sad for him, bearing such a burden. A reputation was also the way he survived, so what right did he have to accuse him
How can I not live a hypocritical life
"Okay, I'll marry you!" Mo Xuetong gritted her teeth and said!
She has never been a person waiting to die. Since God has given her a chance to be reborn, she must cherish her life and live well for the people she cares about. There are some revenges that she has to avenge, and there are some people she will never refuse. She would let it go. Since this life was destined to be uneventful, she also hoped that she could go on strong.
But her face was still inexplicably feverish, and her long eyelashes drooped to cover up the shame in her eyes. She had never thought that this so-called private relationship would happen to her. She and Feng Jueran were now privately engaged. It will be for life. If someone finds out, this reputation will be really ruined. How could I, who has always been cautious, just follow his wishes and promise myself to him!
There is no matchmaker's words, no parents' orders, is it really right? But why was there a trace of inexplicable timidity that prevented her from ever regretting it again!
Seeing that Mo Xuetong finally agreed seriously, Feng Juoran's eyebrows moved with joy, and she smiled even more happily and stretched out her hands to hug her. When she shivered, he was afraid that she would be annoyed, so he crossed his arms and hugged her again. He reached his chest and said leisurely: "This time it is really a deal. When you go back, you can wait at home to embroider the dowry."
"The eldest princess asked me just now if I would like to be her daughter!" In order to avoid such an embarrassing topic, Mo Xuetong said with a red face and looked away.
"Auntie wants to recognize you as her daughter?" Feng Jueran was stunned for a moment, then laughed heartily.
"What's wrong?" Mo Xuetong raised her head in confusion.
"If you become my aunt's daughter, you can save me a lot of trouble, and my father can no longer use this matter to stop me." Feng Juoran was in a good mood, and couldn't help but reach out and hold her hand, feeling smooth It hurts my heart, especially the way she doesn't dodge, and the corners of her beautiful lips are raised, but there is no trace of depression at all.
This is tantamount to saying that he had already mentioned to Emperor Zongwen that he was willing to marry her.
Mo Xuetong suddenly opened her eyes, a little shocked, a little surprised, a little surprised and a little bit touched. Her status, even if she entered the palace to be a concubine, it was too high for her, and he She actually dared to ask Emperor Zongwen to marry her as his concubine. Feng Juoran had disguised everything, so she must have an agenda, and it was not a small one.
He should marry a young lady with a strong maternal clan as his concubine, rather than his own daughter who is not a third-rank official, so that he can increase his bargaining chip and add some winning strategies to his great cause, but he promised He took this position, knowing that this would only bring displeasure to Emperor Zongwen.
Biting her lip, she let her hand be held by his slightly calloused hand. She knew that this was against etiquette, but he did it as if it was supposed to be done. An inexplicable emotion filled her brain. Blank, she just felt that at this moment, his hands made her very safe... (To be continued)