Feng Juoran smiled lightly and said it lightly, but Mo Xuetong understood it all at once.
The eldest princess is the daughter of King Jin, and she was sent out early. In addition to the secret guards that King Jin secretly prepared for her, there must be some manpower in hand. In order to protect her safety, the identities of these people should be changed. She is secluded and acts around the eldest princess in various forms, so there are people like the abbot of Baoen Temple.
This also explains why my mother asked her to ask for help. In fact, the person she asked for help was the eldest princess, but it was easier to conceal the relationship between her and the eldest princess as sisters.
In order to build her own power, Feng Jueran also had to have her own stronghold. Prince Xuan's Mansion was too complicated. Setting up a power point outside was indeed the best way. But there was another point she couldn't figure out. Why did the eldest princess do this? To send part of the manpower to Feng Juoran so easily, you must know that Bai Yihao is her real nephew.
Why is she so kind to Feng Jueran and why does she pity Feng Jueran's mother and concubine for their new death
This reason doesn’t make sense. There are so many concubines in the palace, and Emperor Zongwen’s concubines are not just one or two. Let’s just say that the third prince Yan Wang Feng Juelei also lost his mother. Why didn’t the eldest princess treat him better? If In terms of closeness, King Ning Feng Jue is really the grandson of the Queen Mother, and the eldest princess was brought up by the Queen Mother, so she is not much closer to Feng Jue Ran.
Mo Xuetong had a headache thinking about it for a moment. She resisted and did not ask Feng Juoran directly. She always found it difficult to accept that she was the granddaughter of Prince Jin. She would rather be the granddaughter of the old lady of Fu Guogong. In the past life and this life, only this old lady must have given her real love.
Touching her blunt head, she always felt that the eldest princess had a different view of Feng Jueran, and that difference was not just because Feng Jueran was her nephew. Otherwise, how could she dare to risk exposing herself and also help Feng Jueran? Jue Ran even gave his own hands to Feng Jue Ran.
"Why don't you pretend to be Mr. Peony now?" Mo Xuetong was a little confused and couldn't figure it out for a moment, so she simply bit her lip and changed the subject to continue the original topic.
Since that time, no one has heard anything about Young Master Mudan. It seems that Feng Juoran does not want to use this identity now, but it gave her an idea and a new idea. Her eyes were wide open, and she was looking forward to it. looked at Feng Jueran.
"We are busy now, and most of the people have turned away. There are really no people in the peony garden, so it is simply empty." Feng Juoran smiled, stretched out his hand and pinched her nose. He knew this ghost at a glance. What did the elf want to do again
empty? Mo Xuetong's watery eyes flashed smartly, and she slapped away his strange hand and said fawningly: "Then why don't you just give me the peony garden? The peonies there are so beautiful, it would be a waste not to use them." Got it!"
Such beautiful peonies are just for viewing. However, in the past, under the control of Mr. Peony, not many people could actually enter the peony garden. Even many noble ladies and Miss Jiao had never seen it. If it could be used to create a A banquet or something was an elegant thing, and besides having the identity of Young Master Peony, it really made Mo Xuetong's eyes burn.
She now feels that she has the status of Princess Xuan, and it is extremely inconvenient to do things. On weekdays, when she goes out, she is always surrounded by people, which is not as convenient as before. She can even take advantage of the reputation of Prince Peony. , do something else.
"You want that peony garden?" Feng Juoran raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"Of course, okay?" Mo Xuetong said coquettishly, pulling on his belt.
"Okay, here!" Feng Jueran pointed at his thin, handsome lips and said cheerfully with a smile on his face.
Mo Xuetong's face turned red, she didn't expect that he would threaten her like this.
"Tong'er doesn't want to? Forget it, anyway, the peony garden takes up a lot of space. I'll have it demolished tomorrow and give away all the flowers and grass. I still have some in it. There are a few precious Wei purple peonies, which are treasures transported from very far away places, what a pity!" Feng Juoran sighed with a look on his face, his Mo Xue pupils were raised in the corner of his eyes, and there was a kind of pride in his evil charm.
Instead of giving it to him, he wanted to tear it down and give it away. Looking at the smug look on his handsome face, it was clear that he was deliberately threatening her. Mo Xuetong became quite angry and stretched out her hand to fiercely hit his waist. Ji Jin twisted it, her pink lips pursed, with an unhappy look on her face.
"Ah! It hurts, Tong'er hurts so much!" The handsome face immediately showed an expression of unbearable pain, covering his lower back, and his face fell.
It won't really hurt, right? He can't really be that fragile!
Mo Xuetong felt guilty, blinked her eyes, and pretended to be angry: "Who told you to provoke me on purpose just now? If you didn't do this, I wouldn't have screwed you."
Seeing Mo Xue Tong's strong-willed appearance, Feng Juoran pretended to be pitiful even more, pointing at the place where he was being twisted, and said aggrievedly: "Tong'er, it's all green here."
Seeing him holding Yan's waist, Mo Xuetong was a little unsure. She looked at his waist and then at his handsome eyebrows that were wrinkled in pain. She bit her lip and couldn't help but stretch out her hand to rub it for him. He rubbed it and said coquettishly: "It's all your fault. Let's see if you dare to do it next time!"
"I don't dare, I don't dare anymore, whatever Tong'er says will be whatever she says." Seeing that although the corners of her lips were pouting, she couldn't help but glance at his waist secretly, looking guilty and distressed, Feng Jueran's sparkling eyes Full of brilliance, shining with the light of a successful mischief, he lifted Mo Xuetong's chin with his backhand, and kissed her lips, soft and sweet, with something that made her heart tremble.
His cheeks were hot, but before he could react, he had already put her down.
However, he then grabbed her hand and took a bite gently: "Tong'er's hands are so soft and delicate as if they were boneless."
His tone was extremely ambiguous and frivolous, and Mo Xuetong's whole body immediately became aflame, but she felt that it was neither shame nor anger, so she could only push it away and pretended to be angry: "Tell me, will you give it to me?" My peony garden!”
The voice was loud, but it sounded strong but strong.
"Here, whatever Tong'er wants, I'll give it to you!" Feng Jueran's handsome smile contained a hint of endearment, and he maliciously reached out his hand and touched her pink face again, deliberately teasing her.
But when she became angry, she stopped and said seriously: "If Tong'er wants my peony garden, Tong'er will have to help me do it."
"What's the matter?" Mo Xuetong was feeling embarrassed and wanted to beat him up, but she was startled when she heard something was wrong.
"It's the oiran that Li Youmo snatched. He had no place to put it, and he didn't dare to bring it home to offend your cousin, so he dumped him in the Peony Garden." Feng Juoran said with a smile.
"He didn't ask?" Mo Xuetong asked strangely. Logically speaking, if he found a jade pendant that belonged to Concubine Xian, he would have to ask as soon as possible. Why did Feng Juoran have such a resigned attitude
"I can't even ask. I just said it was passed down from my ancestors, and there's nothing else to say." Feng Jueran put away the smile on his face, a trace of gloom flashed under his eyebrows, and his thin lips were slightly raised, making him a little colder. pure.
A jade pendant appeared on the body of a brothel girl, and it turned out to be the same as the one beside Concubine Xian. Of course, Mo Xuetong didn't believe that there was such a coincidence in the world. After thinking about it, she agreed. Concubine Xian was always covered with a layer of mist. It's related to the He family, to the royal family, and now it's actually related to a brothel oiran.
No matter what, she must help Feng Jueran figure out what happened back then.
"What about the women in your backyard?" Seeing the gloom in his eyes, Mo Xuetong gently changed the subject. Although the women in the backyard were locked up alone, they were not very good. In the past few days, Grandma Chen and Xiang Lan and the others had told her several times that the group of women in the backyard were becoming increasingly restless.
"Ignore them, lock them up for now and let them make trouble with themselves." Feng Juoran gently rubbed her palms and said casually, "I will be ill in a few days. I will find an opportunity to take care of them." Let some people go out and just keep some obedient ones."
Did you decide to take action in the backyard
Mo Xuetong thought about it for a moment and then understood that there were a few vegetarians in the group in the backyard. I heard that they had been causing trouble in the past few days. If Feng Juoran's methods were not so ruthless, how could he have let himself go? After living a few peaceful days, I couldn't help but feel a little relieved when I thought of the "own people" he mentioned among those women.
Since he had already thought of it, it was inconvenient for him to intervene!
The two of them talked for a few more words and then went to bed to rest!
Leaning in Feng Juoran's arms, Mo Xuetong closed her eyes slightly, feeling inexplicably safe in her heart. The previous fear of his absence had long been forgotten. She didn't know when she got up, nestled in his arms, and pillowed against him. His arm actually made her feel a little more secure when sleeping. She rubbed his chest for a little while and found a suitable place. Mo Xuetong fell asleep sweetly.
In the darkness, Feng Jueran looked at her sweet sleeping face carefully. After a while, the corners of his handsome lips raised, and he gently kissed her on the lips. Then he hugged her and closed his eyes. .
When I woke up early the next morning, Feng Juoran was no longer there. He had been very busy recently. He officially followed Emperor Zongwen to court, playing the role of a prince who had corrected his evil ways. Mo Xuetong usually couldn't see him when he woke up. There was still some residual warmth around me, and it didn't take long for me to leave.
"Princess, please sleep a little longer. It's still early." Hearing a sound in the back room, Mo Lan knew that Mo Xuetong had gotten up. He walked in and raised the gauze curtain and said to Mo Xuetong. The sky outside was slightly hazy. It was indeed still early. This Mo Xuetong would usually sleep for a while, and there were no elders in the house to take care of her, and the women in the backyard were all locked together. When no one came to disturb her dreams, Mo Xuetong would sometimes sleep for a while.
But today it is not possible.
"Get up first, we have to go to the Queen Mother's Palace later." Mo Xuetong yawned softly and replied, holding Mo Lan's hand and sitting up.
"Yes, that slave has prepared the clothes for you to wear when entering the palace." Mo Lan responded and stepped back. After a while, Mo Yu came in with washing supplies, served Mo Xuetong after washing, and the little maid had already served breakfast.
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Mo Xuetong didn't eat much last night, but she was really hungry this morning. She drank more than half a bowl of porridge and some pickled cucumbers before letting go.
"Princess, which one are you wearing?" Mo Lan picked out a few clothes from the kitchen that were unique in style and embroidery and revealed a charming look, and placed them on the bed for Mo Xuetong to choose from.
This batch of clothes were all newly made by Feng Juedong when Mo Xuetong married into Prince Xuan's Mansion. Some of them would always have some purple flowers and butterflies embroidered on the skirts, making people feel playful and fresh. The aura is not like the extremely flamboyant purple color of Feng Jue dye, which makes people feel enchanting for no reason.
But these clothes were very similar to his clothes. Although they were not obvious individually, they matched perfectly when put together.
It can be said that every item here was specially seen by Feng Jueran, and he couldn't help but feel a sweet warmth in his heart.
"Just this one!" Mo Xuetong pointed to a pale white dress. There were some fresh colorful butterflies embroidered under the skirt. There were two pairs of butterflies dancing, one dark purple, one light plain, both in pairs. Yes, playing among the flowers made the plain clothes come alive immediately.
It highlights a soft and elegant temperament!
It fits Mo Xuetong’s current status very well! (To be continued)