Mo Xuetong was wrapped in a quilt, and her head and feet could not be seen. However, she felt that the hands and feet of the two people carrying her were very light. Although she was being carried, she did not feel uncomfortable. Obviously, these two people were skilled in lifting people. Very, someone was robbed and brought to a yard? Mo Xuetong thought it was impossible.
I felt like I was being carried inside for a while. It was from a wealthy family. Since someone was taking advantage of me, it was more likely to be from one of those royal palaces. Moreover, I heard that the royal palaces had a practice of washing women and wrapping them in quilts. , imitating the emperor and his concubines in the palace.
The two people carrying it were familiar with the road. They must have been doing this all their lives. Combined with the fragments of words they heard before, a vague idea formed in their minds.
Someone wants to frame this man, and he is the "tool" to frame him. If he is found in his bed, his father will definitely be angry. His father is in charge of the security of the capital, and several princes are competing for the throne. The first one to know is his father, but My father had always been loyal to the Emperor and had no intention of taking sides.
Someone is forcing my father to take sides!
Biting his lips, he moved his hands slightly under the quilt. A chill rose in his heart, and he felt that even his heart was freezing. Someone was going to attack his father, and he was the pawn to force his father. His heart beat fast. Quickly, she cleaned up her messy mood. She couldn't be messy now. She needed to be calmer at this time.
He is planning not only his own life, but also his father's life. This man is so vicious!
I stretched my ears to listen to the movement outside. I don’t know how long I walked. When I stopped, a woman asked with a sweet smile: "Aunt Ling, who is here today?"
Aunt Ling, the female voice she heard before, smiled and replied: "His Highness is not his favorite Master Han. He just took care of him when he went to the front."
"It turns out it's Master Han. Come in quickly. It's already warm inside. Your Highness will be here in a moment. The message was just sent to you." The woman smiled politely.
The two exchanged polite words again, and Mo Xuetong felt that the person carrying her moved again. This time it seemed that he had entered the room, and the surrounding area immediately became warm.
"Sister Yirong, let's put Master Han inside. She has just taken a bath, so you don't need to serve her now. The back room is warm. Master Han said she would go to bed first when she is tired. If His Highness comes back, she will serve her." Aunt Ling did not follow, but smiled and said to Yirong.
With her blocking the door like this, Yirong was too embarrassed to force her way in. Moreover, Master Han was being favored these days, so there was no reason to go against her will, or maybe he was thinking of some other trick to seduce His Highness. I remembered one time, this She just came in wearing such empty clothes. She was fine, but she made several maids in the room blush.
Yirong snorted coldly in her heart. After all, she was a woman from a brothel. She had been through a lot of things and had a lot of people. Even if she was a courteous woman, she couldn't compare to a woman from a good family. She would know when His Highness's freshness wears off these days. Who is in charge of this palace
It's just that her face looks a bit like that person's, so she really thinks of herself as the original wife!
What he was thinking in his heart, he said more politely: "Since Master Han is willing to be tired, we will wait and enjoy the blessings in the outer room. His Highness will be here soon, so Master Han does not have to worry."
The two people inside spread out the quilt, and Mo Xuetong rolled out. One of them listened to the sound outside and babbled at the other. Mo Xuetong immediately felt a hand reaching out to touch her clothes. She was so horrified that she almost fell out of her mind. Fortunately, she thought that the person who could enter the prince's inner chamber and carry the clean beauty must be a woman, so she calmed down and did not scream.
They must be thinking more about the scene.
"Sister, are you almost done?" Sure enough, a woman asked in a low voice.
Another hand came up and loosened her belt, and another female voice said: "That's it!"
Then there was the sound of footsteps exiting.
Mo Xuetong closed her eyes and lay motionless on the bed, listening carefully to the sounds around her. The room was very quiet. There shouldn't be anyone else there. There was a faint orchid-like fragrance wafting out. There must be incense burning in the room. , Mo Xuetong slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was a large bedroom and an overly large bed. The bed was hung with a light blue curtain with gold patterns, and tall gold hooks with intertwined branches and cloud patterns. rise.
A light purple feather gauze quilt gilded with five colors, a jade screen with a large red gauze embroidered with the picture "Beauty is like Jade", a narcissus bonsai with ruby and jade placed on the side of the multi-treasure rack, and a table with carved nanmu bars inlaid with silver carvings. Placed in front of the window, there is a silver smoked ball with pomegranate rosettes, rare birds and exotic flowers, and the faint orchid fragrance wafts out from it.
Just by looking at the interior decoration, you can tell that this owner deserves to be wealthy.
It’s your highness again, besides King Chu Feng Juexuan, there is also King Yan Feng Juelei.
After swallowing, Mo Xuetong raised her body up with one hand, only to find that she was still a little sore. She was a little anxious and almost fell down. She held on to the bed pillar for a while before she stood up straight. She straightened her clothes and belt first. She tied it up again and walked slowly towards the window. She had to see the terrain clearly before she could find a chance to escape.
There must be a maid guarding outside, so she couldn't make too loud a sound.
Gently lifting a corner of the curtain, I discovered that there was a brightly lit courtyard outside. Tall palace lanterns were raised from the door of the house to the door of the courtyard. Not only were there lanterns, but several palace maids in colorful clothes were standing under the lamps, because The master hadn't come over yet, so they were chatting happily, either in groups or in pairs.
That Aunt Ling seemed to have disappeared long ago.
In this situation, if you want to rush out directly, it will be impossible to escape.
Although she didn't know what was going on outside, she also knew that there was no chance for a weak woman like her to escape from this courtyard. Besides, there was a palace outside, and the guards of the palace were not vegetarians.
She was now someone else's pawn, thrown into some prince's palace to frame this prince. If this prince found out that she was in his house, Mo Xuetong knew without even thinking that she would be silenced. Only if he is silenced can the prince escape from this trap.
Therefore, she couldn't run out and tell the prince openly.
She didn't think she had enough friendship with Feng Juexuan and Feng Juelei to make them take responsibility for saving her.
"Bang" seemed to be the sound of the door opening and low voices outside. Mo Xuetong thought for a while, walked to the door, leaned on the door, and listened carefully outside. The situation was unknown, so she did not dare to act lightly. In vain.
"Yirong, we really don't need to go in and serve the person inside. After a while, she beat her up and said that we were waiting for her too late." A woman asked in a low voice with disdain. She seemed to be packing things, and the utensils were lightly bumping against each other. sound.
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"It's not that we won't serve today. Aunt Ling said the same thing just now. If we go in again, we will go against her will. Anyway, the concubine is about to enter, so she can only be arrogant for a few days, especially The young lady is the eldest daughter of the Duke of Ming Dynasty, so she must not be able to tolerate sand in her eyes." Yirong said in a disgusted voice, obviously not interested in the master inside.
"This woman has been very arrogant since she came to the house. She really thought that she was the one who was most popular with His Majesty, but she didn't know that she was just a fake. After looking at her for a day or two, His Majesty didn't want her anymore. Look at her. You're still proud." There was some gleeful voice.
King Yan Fenglei
Mo Xuetong was startled and immediately put the words together. It turned out to be the King of Yan Fenglei. He was the only one who wanted to marry You Yue'e of the Duke of Ming Dynasty. Moreover, the time was quite urgent. The two families seemed to have just decided on the marriage not long ago. Yan The king wanted to get married earlier. Royal weddings are unusual.
It is not an exaggeration to say that the whole process took a year and a half. It is rare for things to happen as quickly as King Yan proposed.
Fortunately, Emperor Zongwen also liked to see his son get married early, so he didn't even ask. There was only a good day in two months, suitable for getting married and traveling, so this day was chosen hastily.
Before Mo Xuetong could finish her thoughts, she suddenly heard someone shouting outside the door: "The prince is back, come and help him."
From the curtains raised by Mo Xuetong, you can see Feng Juelei being helped by everyone. Judging from his unsteady appearance, he is actually drunk. Several maids have already stepped forward to help him. Looking at his servant, someone else called out: "Sister Yirong, hurry up, the prince is drunk and has asked someone to serve the soup."
It was this room that the maids were leading towards.
Mo Xuetong was so anxious that she pressed her shoulders against the door in a panic, her fingers trembling involuntarily. No matter how calm she was, she had never experienced such a thing. If someone really blocked her on the bed, she would have no choice but to commit suicide. If the full name is changed, Feng Juelei will be hated by his father, and may even fight to the death.
Feng Juelei had the support of the Queen and Duke Dingguo behind him, so it was easy for him to succeed. His father would only die if he faced him.
No, she couldn't let her father fall into such a desperate situation.
Calm down, you must calm down at this time. There were staggering footsteps in the outer room, and some scattered greetings. The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Mo Xuetong put down the door he was leaning against, stretched out his hand, and lifted the small pair of hands on his head. He took off the sword, held one in each hand, took two steps, shrank his body, and quickly hid under the bed.
The bottom of the bed is very spacious, and there are tassels hanging down from the outside. Through the confused tassels, you can see the knee-high area.
The door was kicked open hard.
A group of people helped Feng Juelei into the house.
After finally helping Feng Juelei lie down on the bed, Yirong looked around, softly said "Hey" and said to herself: "Who are you!"
The master was obviously in the room, but when he opened the door and came in, nothing happened.
"Sister Yirong, hurry up and give His Highness the sobering soup. Your Highness is about to vomit." someone exclaimed.
Yirong didn't have time to think too much and hurriedly went out to ask someone to prepare the sobering soup. After a while of fussing, she finally helped Feng Juelei lie down. The other maids all withdrew, leaving only Yirong and Yiyun who were cleaning up the room. .
"Where has Master Han gone?" Yirong only had time to ask at this time.
"Yes, the house is so messy, why don't you see Master Han?" Yiyun put down Feng Juelei's robe and asked in shock.
The house was in a mess just now, but no one saw Master Han there. Where would he be if he wasn't in the house
"Is anyone going out just now?" Yi Rong asked hesitantly. It was so chaotic just now. They were all taking care of King Yan, and no one noticed anyone else.
"I'll go out and ask." Yiyun stood up and took Feng Juelei's dirty robe out.
Banxiang came in, his face a little pale: "No one went out. People in the yard said that only His Highness's people came in and no one went out."
So, people are still in the yard! (To be continued)