"Tong'er, what's wrong with you?" Feng Juoran hugged her in his arms and asked urgently, patting her back twice with his hand.
In the gentle man's voice, Mo Xuetong slowly regained her clarity, but was unable to push him away and grabbed his shirt. At this moment, she didn't know what she wanted or what she wanted to refuse, and she didn't ask Feng Juoran. Why did he appear so boldly in her boudoir during the day
She didn't want to know anything, she didn't want to ask anything, she only knew that her heart was in pain, burning like ice and fire and tearing her heart apart.
How can you do this! How is this possible! how so!
"Tong'er, don't be afraid. I'm here. My father has just agreed to the marriage." Xu Shi felt Mo Xuetong trembling in his arms, and Feng Juoran hugged her tightly with more and more distress. The person inside endured the pain and said gently, "If you want to cry, just cry. Don't be afraid, I'm here! It's okay!"
It's okay, I'm okay here!
Mo Xuetong's heart exploded with a sudden explosion, as if something had long since stopped persisting. The collapsed corner meandered away from the edge to the center. Those so-called persistence was no longer persistence, and the so-called defense no longer had the power. .
All she wants is to be protected by someone who sincerely protects her!
That’s all you ask for!
No one in the past life or this life has been so tolerant of her. He can protect her without asking any reason. He can tell her that it's okay. I'm okay here. He can give her a quiet territory...
Big tears slid down her delicate muscles and fell to her cheeks. Her tears kept falling and never stopped. It was because of her mother just now, but now it is for herself.
Through her teary eyes, she could see clearly that the person in front of her was Prince Xuan Feng Juoran, the evil man who had always said he wanted to marry her, not the cruel and ruthless man in her memory who stepped on her own body to gain power.
But, for some reason, she just wanted to cry. She just wanted to cry, so hard!
In her rebirth, even when she cried, she was cautious. Unexpectedly, at this time, the fortress in her heart was lost, and her tears fell involuntarily.
The gentleness of the embrace she held made her confused. The man who had always been evil and ruthless was looking at her at a loss, holding her with concern, and patting her awkwardly. He was a little surprised and worried. The pair of eyes, which were always twinkling and charming, were clearly filled with distress.
The suppressed crying in her throat suddenly became louder and louder. She didn't know what she was feeling, but she tried hard to vent her sadness, pain, and complicated and tangled emotions. Her chest filled up, as if she wanted to cry for the pain of two lifetimes at once. As dry as a whistle, leaning against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, I felt confused for a moment...
She was crying so much that Mo Lan was so anxious outside. At first he just thought she was venting, so he deliberately left her some space. After something like that happened, the young lady was hurt, so it was good to cry out. She couldn't remember what was going on inside. If it hurts like this, it will hurt your body to continue crying.
I couldn't help but want to go up and knock on the door: "Miss, Miss, how are you? Miss, Miss..."
"Mo Lan, don't worry, His Highness is inside." Mo Ye suddenly appeared and held his hand.
Your Highness? Mo Lan was closer than the other maids. She knew that Mo Xuetong had been very close to Prince Xuan recently, and even the Mo Ye next to him was given by Prince Xuan. But why would Prince Xuan appear in the lady's yard at this time? inside! But she would not ask these questions without the sense of humor. The young lady needs someone to comfort her right now.
After looking at Mo Ye, Mo Lan silently stepped back and stood beside Mo Ye, but did not leave.
"Why don't you ask your maid to come in and freshen up for you? If you cry like this, I will think that you want to marry me so much that you were so excited and out of control when you heard your father's marriage proposal." Feng Juoran smiled softly and stretched out his big hand to wipe her tears. He was a martial arts practitioner, and his palms were a little rough, but there was no discomfort at all when it fell on her pink face.
Mo Xuetong bit her lip and ignored him as she whimpered.
"Don't cry, my father will want to see you later. How can you go to see your father like this? My father must think that I forced you." Feng Juoran said with a smile.
Are you going to see Emperor Zongwen? Why? Mo Xuetong was stunned. There were still two unfallen tears hanging on her long eyelashes, which looked really cute.
"Here comes someone." Feng Juoran's eyes became gentler and gentler, and he suddenly called out.
Mo Lan and Mo Ye, who were guarding outside the door, had been listening quietly. When they heard the call from inside, they hurriedly walked in. Sure enough, they saw Prince Xuan sitting on the couch on one side, with his own lady hugging him closely. Hugging each other, they couldn't help but shout in astonishment: "Miss."
Sensing the shock in Mo Lan's eyes, Mo Xuetong woke up, blushed, and pushed Feng Juoran away fiercely, with a faint blush on her face.
Feng Juoran didn't take it seriously. Gu Zi turned around and came to the table, sitting down calmly while Mo Ye served tea.
"Bring some ice cubes to reduce the swelling for your master. We have to go see someone later." Feng Juoran treated Mo Lan as if he were his master, but Mo Lan was stopped by him before he took two steps: " Don’t use ice, it’s too cold and she’s weak and can’t bear it, just use eggs!”
After saying this, Mo Xuetong almost couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes.
There was a lot of fuss, and Mo Lan didn't ask anyone to help, so she did it all by herself. There was a man in the lady's house for no reason. If word got out, the lady's reputation would be ruined, but she didn't dare to do anything to Prince Xuan. , just coming and going by Mo Xuetong's side, unwilling to leave.
Feng Jueran sat aside and watched them busy, without rushing.
"Mo Lan, please go down." Mo Xuetong lowered her head and leaned against the couch, holding an egg while rubbing it with her head. There were two more people in the room, and the atmosphere became even more awkward. She didn't know what to say for a moment. Okay, I had to turn around and talk to Mo Lan.
"Miss, slave..." Mo Lan looked at Feng Juoran sitting aside and said hesitantly.
"It's okay. You can go down. I have something to ask the prince." Mo Xuetong sniffed and reluctantly gave her a reassuring smile.
"Yes!" Seeing Mo Xuetong's behavior, Mo Lan had no choice but to retreat.
The door was carefully closed, and the room suddenly became quiet. Mo Xuetong held the peeled egg, lowering his head and rubbing his eyes, really not knowing what to say.
"Are you feeling better?" Feng Jueran put down the tea cup, walked over and lowered his head and asked with a smile. The sun was shining from behind him, and the enchanting purple seemed to be extremely vivid and moving, jumping in the corners of his eyes. There is some subtle ridicule in his gentleness, which makes people feel a little narrow-minded for no reason.
Mo Xuetong's face turned red and she felt a little ashamed. She put down the egg in her hand, bit her lip and said, "I'm fine."
"It's still a little swollen." Feng Jueran smiled.
"Then I'll knead it again." Mo Xuetong picked up the egg again.
"No need, this is fine, there must be someone in the palace who likes you like this." Feng Juoran said.
Mo Xuetong thought he was joking, she was ashamed and angry, and she couldn't put the egg in her hand. She bit her lip and simply didn't look at his shining eyes.
"The queen in the palace will definitely be unhappy if you are given to me. If she sees you crying and your eyes are swollen, she will definitely like you very much." Feng Jueran smiled and sat down on the couch, taking the egg in her hand, which was extremely accurate. thrown into the empty bowl on the table.
Because of his approach and nothing to do, Mo Xuetong was quite embarrassed. She bit her lip and said after a while: "Why does the Queen like me to cry?"
"The fifth princess likes Bai Yihao. I heard that you and Bai Yihao are very close, and Bai Yihao seems to pay great attention to you. Naturally, she hates you. She begged the queen to allocate you to the Yan Kingdom. The eldest prince, I just want you to be married far away, but the queen herself is very dissatisfied with Princess Yun Ruo’s proposal and does not want to marry her daughter to the eldest prince of the Yan Kingdom.”
"Both the queen and the fifth princess are dissatisfied with the eldest prince of the Yan Kingdom, so they naturally set their sights on you. As a princess, you have no power and authority. If you are married to the Yan Kingdom, you will be able to stop Yun Ruochang. The princess's words can save the fifth princess from marrying far away, so why not do it."
Feng Jueran reached out and held her in his arms, wrapping one hand around her slender waist.
Mo Xuetong subconsciously wanted to push him away.
"Tong'er, don't move, I just want to hug you." A gentle and mellow voice came from above the head, "They thought you were still in Xiaozhong, so I didn't dare to take action, but unexpectedly, I went and begged my father directly. Although my father cannot grant you a marriage now, he can summon you."
He seemed to have thought of something, and he smiled softly. The vibration in his chest brought a slight warmth, as if something was burning on her face. Her face, which was close to his chest, felt slightly warm.
She knew what he meant. She was still in the period of filial piety, so naturally she couldn't blatantly get married. Even Emperor Zongwen couldn't break this moral principle, but he could ask Emperor Zongwen for a marriage. Emperor Wen personally received her. Since he knew that she was favored by King Xuan and even Emperor Zong Wen agreed, even if she could not get married for a while, no one dared to take action on her marriage again, which protected her to a certain extent.
But in this way, his reputation has become even worse, even for women who are still in filial piety. How casual and lively he must be!
I felt inexplicably moved and warm in my heart. With my head still in his arms, I stopped moving against him and said in a muffled voice, "Does this have any impact on you?"
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"What kind of influence can it have? The most I can say is that I am lustful and romantic, and I don't even let go of women in their filial piety period." A somewhat aggrieved voice came from the top of the head, accompanied by his somewhat enchanting laughter. This man always It's a time when I'm not serious, even if I'm talking about serious things, I still use this tone.
But somehow it made her relax a little, and she pushed him gently, gesturing for him to let go.
"Don't worry when you go to the palace later. When the father sees you like this, he will naturally think that you have been wronged and will not make things difficult for you. If the queen meets you, just bow casually. Other concubines You won’t see her anyway, and even if you see her, you don’t have to worry about it, I have always had a reputation of being arrogant, and I will never let my princess get offended.”
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"Well, I know." Mo Xuetong nodded in agreement.
In the last life, as her mother said, she had no idea and stayed away from the palace, but she could not stay away from the calculations of people's hearts. Such a simple self ended up in a state of despair.
In this life, she will not escape. Since she cannot stay away, she chooses to catch up...
The letter paper lying beside the pillow in the corner of his eyes was stained with eye marks, as if he could not see the handwriting clearly. The tear-stained paper was so fragile that there was no trace of toughness. In some places, if you look at it from this angle, you can see it more clearly. Some traces of tears seem to be old traces. Are they my mother's tears
My own tears fell on my mother's tears. Was she like me back then, crying and sobbing while watching, helplessly leaving her young daughter behind? My mother's heart must have been hurt...
Thinking of this, tears welled up involuntarily...
"Okay, stop reading and think about how to reply to your father in the palace." Following Mo Xuetong's gaze, Feng Juoran also saw the letter, but he didn't pick it up curiously and looked at it. He just smiled. , flicked lightly on her white and tender forehead, and said with a smile, "Don't make my father dissatisfied and make you unable to become Princess Xuan, but you will really cry."
Mo Xuetong couldn't help but want to spit at him. She had just said a few serious words, but why did she become like this when she came to him? She looked at his beautiful face with an extremely evil smile, like a hundred flowers blooming in spring. He was like a king, looking more and more evil and charming, and glared at him inexplicably.
Seeing her misty eyes looking at him in a daze, the smile on Feng Juoran's face became more and more handsome, he pushed her hand and said: "Don't you think your husband is so handsome that you can marry me?" It’s earned.”
"You are talking nonsense, who is my... Prime Minister..." Mo Xuetong was speechless.
"Isn't he the handsome and mighty king? Could it be that there are others!" He looked arrogant and arrogant.
"..." This person is really narcissistic, Mo Xuetong was speechless! (To be continued)