The Cold Emperor Plays Phoenix

Chapter 44: Meet in the pavilion, evil revenge (3)

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"Really?" Ling Xueman raised her eyes ecstatically, and clapped her hands excitedly, "Three princes, you are so kind! I still think that you must protect your wife and will not agree to it. I have to spend a lot of words!"

"Haha..." Mo Qiming's handsome face opened a smile, this always happy little face, in the bright eyes, there is always a moving brilliance, and it teaches people to want to sink beyond reason.

"Yeah! Great! Hehe, Third Prince, then don't tell others, um, let alone tell your princess, otherwise she will have to come and fight with me!" Ling Xue smiled happily with her eyes and eyebrows. She seemed to have seen the three princesses sleepless all night and collapsed in emptiness, hahaha!

"Okay, don't tell, it's a little secret for you and me!" Mo Qiming smiled knowingly, watching Ling Xueman's smile, the throbbing in his heart continued to deepen.

"Haha, I'm going back!"

Ling Xueman achieved his goal of revenge. He was in a good mood, smiled excitedly, ran down the pavilion, and hummed all the way, "The weather is fine today, and the scenery is good everywhere, good scenery..."

Mo Qiming turned around, looked at the white dress, the corners of his lips hooked, smiled, stepped down the pavilion, and walked towards everyone.

When Ling Xueman ran to the front, he discovered that all five men, including Mo Lixuan, all had gloomy faces, staring at her, as if she owed them a million taels of silver.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Ling Xueman shrank unconsciously, and moved closer to Mo Lixuan, but it was better to be safer in front of his son.

Seeing Mo Qiming getting closer and closer, several people returned to their smiles unanimously.

Mo Lixuan held Ling Xueman's hand and said with a smile on his face: "Mother, it's late, we should go back."

"Haha, yeah, everyone is gone." Mo Qiyan smiled faintly, and when his gaze was on Ling Xueman's face, he stayed for a few seconds with deep meaning.

Ling Xueman frowned. At this moment, thinking of the second princess's lip-spoken vixen, she immediately felt uncomfortable, her smile closed, and she looked at Mo Lixuan and said, "Xuan'er, let's go."

After going out of the palace gate, seeing that they were all in pairs, Ling Xueman's heart suddenly became sore. How, how hopeful she was. At this moment, her concubine can appear in front of her, so that she can also hold him and tell others proudly. , She also has a man, and he is a man who loves her in his heart... But this is impossible. They can only be underground lovers and cannot be on the stage...

The carriage started and left the palace all the way, slowly walking along the quiet and empty streets, only to hear the "creaking" of the wheels when the wheels ran over the ground in the night wind, and the rest was silence.

Mo Lixuan sat opposite, fixedly looking at Ling Xueman who was desperate, frowning lightly, for a long time, sitting next to Ling Xueman with her body, holding her hand, and asking softly: "Mother, are you not happy? ?"

"Xuan'er, I'm fine." Ling Xueman replied lowly.

"Mother, I know you are unhappy. Father and Uncle also know. Is it because of Auntie and Auntie?" Mo Lixuan frowned and asked.

Ling Xueman pressed her lower lip lightly, squeezed out a smile, stretched out her hand to embrace Mo Lixuan's shoulders, sniffed, and said softly: "Xuan'er, my mother has you. I'm not afraid of loneliness, I'm not afraid of being laughed at. Nothing will happen in the future. Don’t be afraid, they have a respectable husband, and I have an excellent son. Therefore, I am not inferior to others, I have the best son in the world!"

"Mother!" Mo Lixuan leaned on Ling Xueman's fragrant body, blushing slightly, and his heart became hot as he listened to her words, "Mother, Xuan'er will not let people bully you, if anyone laughs at it again You, you tell me, I will help you out."

"Xuan'er, my mother doesn't want you to stand up too many enemies. I'm not afraid of them. Whoever dares to laugh at me, I will find a way to return, but your future is boundless. The emperor now loves you very much, you cherish it, prince Your title is hard to come by, don’t let something so small as your mother affect you, you know?"

"Mother, I..."

"Xuan'er, don't say anything, I'm tired and want to sleep for a while."

"Mother, you can sleep on me."

"Ok."

Secretly, the two figures tended to follow each other.

It was not until he returned to the Four Kings Mansion and watched Ling Xueman go back to Shushui Garden with his own eyes that Mo Qihan stepped into the Fragrant Altar.

After bathing, changing into a white shirt, Mo Qihan leaned lazily in front of the window, looking at the winter plum in front of the yard. At this time, a little bit of flower bones were knotted in the branches, emitting a faint plum fragrance. The wind blows, the slightest bit of it enters the nose, and the long hair that is scattered on the shoulders is brought up by the wind, brushing the tip of the nose and the lips, and there is a slight itchy attack.

itch? She is also a ticklish person...

In the pavilion, watching her get close to Mo Qiming, and even whispering to Mo Qiming’s ear, he was extremely sad, an opponent he tried to eradicate, and someone who might be his enemy, she actually Being so close to him, watching Mo Qiming walk into the game he set out at the beginning, and gradually like her, he regrets and hates it!

Taking a sip of the wine, the fingers holding the hip flask were tight and tight, and then poured in one sip, closing his eyes.

The scene in front of the carriage came to his mind, Mo Qihan moved closer to the window, his heart was bitter and astringent, with indescribable complexity, even if he was as cheerful and optimistic as her, when he saw himself alone in the contrast, he couldn't help being sad. It's a pity... It's a pity that he can't be by her side in an open manner...

In the irritability, another gulp of wine poured into his throat. Suddenly, he wanted to see her so eagerly, he wanted to hold her in his arms, and told her that he was by her side and he had never left her...

Together, they walked quickly to the side of the bed in the inner room, unscrewed the mechanism, and stepped inside.

In the room, Ling Xueman finished taking a shower, draped her long hair, leaning on the head of the bed, stroking her hair, messy thinking about her mind, thinking about the transformation of the phoenix tree, thinking that she almost died tonight. I want to be fierce and furious, I think about the loss in Mo Qiyan's eyes, thinking about whether his concubine will come, and what he will say when he comes, whether he knows that she is in danger, whether he will be angry with Wutong, whether...

Mo Qihan came out of the secret tunnel, and unexpectedly discovered that the candlestick was extinguished. Thinking that Ling Xueman should have been asleep, he stepped lightly until he turned the screen and found that she was sitting, and he called out softly," Long!"

"mistress!"

Ling Xueman suddenly raised his eyes, then got out of the bed in a hurry, rushed to the source of the sound, got into his familiar chest, pressed his head against his chest, and whispered softly: "Hug me, hug me."

"Don't cry Manman, I'm here!" Mo Qihan hugged the trembling person in his arms, and whispered softly.

"No, I didn't cry." Ling Xueman stubbornly rubbed her eyes, and said scornfully.

Mo Qihan chuckled, "Okay, I didn't cry, my manga is the strongest and optimistic, don't cry."

"Yeah." Ling Xueman sniffed heavily.

Mo Qihan bowed his head, sniffed Ling Xueman's neck, and smiled, "Manman smells so good, did he take a bath with petals? Well, there are more plum blossoms?"

"Uh... your nose is really good! Hehe, yes, do you like it?" Ling Xueman raised her face and laughed.

"I like it, as long as I don't put on the fragrance powder, I like the natural scent." Mo Qihan lowered his head, kissed the soft lips lightly, and walked to the bed.

Lying on the bed, Ling Xueman leaned over and mumbled dissatisfiedly: "Also, I have forgotten to ask you, why do you always have the scent of sandalwood on your body? It hurts me as soon as I smell the smell of Wujie Think of you! But, judging from your body, you two look alike! Well, shit, tell me the truth, are you indifferent at all?"

Hearing this, Mo Qihan frowned, "The sandalwood scent on my body is because I have been burning sandalwood in my room for peace of mind, so I only have it on my body. How do I know the person who has no body? Think of me, isn't it too underestimated? Wujie is just a guard of the Four Palaces. Does he have the ability to order many subordinates? How can he get into and out of the big inner prison?"

Ling Xue was confused, so he could not help but shook his head, then glared at Mo Qihan, and groaned unhappily: "You can hide and seek with me. Seeing me being anxious all day long, are you happy?"

"Manman, why are you here again? I can't tell you now, naturally there are difficulties, why can't you understand? The less things you know, the better you are, don't you understand?" Mo Qihan also sighed , With this girl’s unconcerned temperament, once he said it, he was afraid that Mo Qiming’s two sentences would be trapped. By then, Mo Qiming’s liking for her would be impure, most of them would Instead, use her to force him to appear, and then, one can imagine.

Seeing Mo Qihan's anger, Ling Xue hugged his neck hurriedly, "Xiaotou, I won't ask, don't worry, I know you must have a reason you can't say, I'll wait until the time is right for you to say it."

He lightly stroked her hair that fell on her forehead, and whispered: "Manman, I want to see your happy face all the time, looking at your flowery smiling face, I will be happy and see you sad. My heart will hurt... Long, you are not alone, you not only have a good son, you and me, one day, I will stand in front of the world, hold your hand, and announce to them loudly, I am Your husband is your husband, you are my king...my wife...trust me, soon, and within three years, I will definitely give you a complete home..."

The "Princess" that he wanted to export made him feel sour. It was obviously the princess he was marrying, but it was so shameless... let her be blinded in the name of a widow...

"mistress!"

Ling Xueman rubbed against his chest, hugged his neck tightly, tears welled up, "Concubine, I wait, wait for you to marry me, wait for you to give me a lifetime, we are going to have many children, Chenghuan’s knees... "

"Long, I will, I will..." Mo Qihan stuck in his throat and kissed her eyes.

Three palaces.

At the dinner table, Mo Qiming's cold and frosty handsome face showed no trace of warmth. He stared at the three princesses with bitter eyes. The three princesses who looked straight at the table were panicked, lowered their heads in horror, and said coldly: It’s good to stay in the Luoxia Courtyard, and the king has servants to attend, so the princess will not worry about it."

"Husband, what do you mean...?" The third princess paled, looking at Mo Qiming incredulously.

Mo Qiming raised his eyebrows, his coldness still remained unchanged, "Suqing, the king of Japan is busy with political affairs and ignores you. Today, if you ask the reason, you will tell it to you. At the emperor's birthday banquet. , What have you done? The fourth brother is the cusp of the father and the queen. The Fourth Princess is now the holy family. You dare to insult the Fourth Princess in public. Are you an idiot?"

"The fourth brother died of illness. How hard was the father's shock? If anyone in the whole court dared to say that the fourth brother is not good, then it must be a head landing. How dare you to poke the father's heartache? What kind of sex is the princess? If she filed a lawsuit in front of her father and said that you laughed at her as a widow and no man, how would you say that the father would deal with you? How would she deal with this king?"

"Huh! Suqing, don't dare to insult the fourth princess by relying on your status as the niece of the father and the emperor. The fourth brother is gone, but don't forget, she also has a little prince who treats her like a treasure! And this little prince Behind, there is naturally the second prince holding on. Which of the other three princes is not the brother of the fourth brother? This king sees that you have a muddle in your mind, and you can’t even figure this out. The fourth prince is obstructing What's up with you? What are you doing to her?"

The three princesses became more frightened as they listened, and her face became paler, and she said with her lips shaking: "Husband, Suqing is wrong, you, you forgive me once..."

"Suqing, this king warns you, put away your little belly chicken intestines, and dare to add chaos to this king, never be merciful! You will live in your Luoxia courtyard in peace in the future, and you don't need to send a maid to invite this king. Which courtyard the king stays in every night, don't worry about it, and don't allow you to scream with sisters in other courtyards, have you heard it?" Mo Qiming's cold words brought a bit sharp and sharp.

The three princesses turned pale, and her body trembled a few times, "Husband, husband, are you punishing your concubine? You, are you deprived of your soul by the dance performed by the Fourth Princess?"

"Snapped!"

With a heavy palm slap on the table, Mo Qiming's deep eyes are bloodthirsty and cruel. A handsome face is as cold as ten thousand years of ice. He half-squinted his eyes and gritted his teeth: "Guo Suqing , It’s not your turn to question this king! Come, send the princess back, stay for half a month, and you’re not allowed to take a step out of the Luoxia Courtyard!"

"Husband!"

"Get out!"

Mo Qiming threw his chopsticks and got up and went back to the interior room. The two guards immediately stepped forward and bowed and said, "Wang Hao, please!"

Soon, peace was restored in the room, and even the needle fell to the ground quietly, and I could hear clearly.

Mo Qiming lay on the bed in his kimono upset and closed his eyes. The same smiling face always appeared in his mind. In the pavilion, she was lying on his ears, and the sweet smell that belonged to her suddenly hit his face again. , The heart became hot, then his face turned red, and the palms of his hands gradually tightened.

Suddenly, he sat up, and a coldness rose in his confused eyes, vicious, decisive!

Do not! How could he be emotional for her? He shouldn't be affectionate, and shouldn't treat anyone! He can not kill her, but he must not be swayed by her. He wants to use her and use Ling Beiyuan to force someone out by all means!

In the woods that day, the people he sent to ambush all disappeared, but she was out of danger, not hurting, she could sneak into the palace to relieve Mo Lixuan’s poison, and break his control of birds and beasts. With the witchcraft technique, he has absolutely reason to believe that that person is not dead!

Because the person who should have died two years ago has lived for two more years. He did not die under the virulent poison but died of illness. How can he not be suspicious

She narrowed her deep eyes suddenly. On the day of her burial, she went mad, saying that the soul of the man had returned, and asked her to dream that she was not allowed to open the coffin. Is there such a coincidence in this world? Still, she knows what!

In other words, did she always know that the person was not dead? Perhaps, he can try again!