Chapter 66 His Royal Highness the Popular King

The clothes of Jinyi Pavilion are not from other places. Not only do they look beautiful, but also after tailoring, many will give you a small modification according to your own characteristics. This small modification has become a unique feature of each dress, so that every woman wearing this dress has her own unique This is the reason why Miss Jingzhong is so enthusiastic about Jinyi Pavilion.

Beautiful clothes can be made in many places, but unique clothes that meet your own characteristics can only be made by Jinyi Pavilion. Why don't women who love beauty flock to it?

Seeing that Luo Mingzhu was happy, Mo Xuetong also said funnyly, "Cousin, go and measure the clothes first. I'll come out and have a look later. This red plum is good, but we can't take away other people's flowers because we came once. If there are a few more, even if the store has plum trees, it won't be enough to pick!"

"That's not true. We don't come here often. My cousin likes this red plum so much that it's not too much to buy it from the store. My cousin is embarrassed to say it. I'll ask later." Luo Mingzhu said disapprovingly.

She is a young lady in the Fuguo Mansion. Although she is not coquettish, she still has this momentum.

"Cousin, let's go first. I'll have a glass of water here and come to choose clothes later. Tonger has been in Yuncheng. I don't know what's popular in the capital. I'll ask my cousin to help Tonger choose later." She smiled at Luo Mingzhu and opened the topic.

She doesn't want to make trouble for Zhihua, so that Sima Lingyun has more opportunities.

Hearing Mo Xuetong say that she would help her pick for a while, Luo Mingzhu's attention turned away and responded with a smile, while hurriedly taking people to the other side to measure clothes.

Sitting on the bamboo circle chair on one side, leaning against the window sill, smelling the faint fragrance of the room, as if there was no tea fragrance. In the afternoon sun, it made people feel a little lazy for no reason. The bamboo circle chair is very wide, with two thick cushions on it. Leaning up, it is like a small beauty couch, comfortable. With leisure.

Mo Xuetong intended to take a little rest, but because this bamboo circle chair gave birth to some fatigue for no reason. The winter sun was a little cold, but it was warm on people. She couldn't help leaning against the mat, leaning up a book placed on the table at will, leaning over and reading it lazily. Mo He stood Outside the door, she is very relieved!

There is only the sound of turning over the book in the room. The quiet time makes life have a faint peace. The eyes sweep the red and enchanting red plums, and the scarlet charm are indeed charming.

The slight sound of pushing the door and the sound of someone coming over. Because of fatigue and relaxation, she was not as vigilant as usual. She thought that Mo He came in to add tea for her, but she didn't care. She just reached out and pushed the teacup in front of her and said gently and delicately, "Don't add too much. It's too hot to drink for a while, just half a cup OK, I can't rest like this. My cousin will come here later.

A jade-white slender hand reached over and took her tea. The gentle sound of pouring tea was accompanied by a mellow and a little lazy voice: "Don't worry, your cousin will not be able to find it for a while."

King Xuan?

Mo Xuetong was stunned and suddenly looked up to the face of a handsome and evil teenager!

Feng Jue dyed in purple clothes, with some flamboyant red flowers enchantingly wrapped around the clothes, gently waved the robe, and elegant in the evil charm, with some domineering and fierceness, full of dignity, narrow eyes, beautiful corners of lips Slightly rising!

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Feng Jue dyed and sat down on the bamboo circle chair opposite Mo Xuetong. His beautiful eyes were shining, and the door closed silently behind him. Needless to say, Mohe outside was afraid that he would be restrained, otherwise how could he come in silently?

sighed from the bottom of her heart, and Mo Xuetong sat up straight and asked, "Where's my maid?"

"Don't worry, I know!" Feng Jue dyed proudly raised her hand and poured a cup of tea for herself, put it on her lips and took a gentle breath. She took a sip of it leisurely. She looked at the dignified Mo Xuetong sitting with a smile. She was wearing a lotus-colored half arm, a light green butterfly flower chest-length skirt, and a plain belt was tied from her chest, and her slender waist was unbearable. Holding, as she sat up, she looked light and elegant, pure with a little delicate agility.

I haven't seen it for some days, and my childish facial features are a little long.

Moyu-like long hair loosely tied into a bun, and a few mischievous hair drooped down, setting off the white and moist face of the hibiscus flower, like condensed fat, and the black and white eyes were as clear as a spring. Because they got up, the bottom of their eyes had unspoilated laziness, unfed fat powder, and their plain face facing the sky, but it made people feel particularly light and plain. Yazhong was charming, and the unpleasure glance was even more flexible.

"I don't know what to teach you today?" Mo Xuetong asked kindly and did not disobey him at all.

"Why can't I come here to visit? Is it possible that everyone else can come, but I can't!" Feng Jueran waved her hand and remembered for no reason that the man was talking with Mo Xuetong in the lower lobby just now, and he couldn't help feeling muffled.

"The prince can go wherever he wants," Mo Xuetong looked at him strangely and didn't understand why he was smiling well just now. Suddenly, he had a handsome face, but he didn't dare to offend him. She smiled and flattered him. She really didn't dare to offend this man, like a colorful poisonous snake. I don't know when He will be bitten and killed by him. "If the prince can't come, naturally others won't come."

Seeing her respectful and soft voice, Feng Jueran became satisfied. She leaned lazily in the circle chair and felt the warm sunshine in winter: "Mo Xuetong, should you thank me? I have helped you a lot." After saying that, the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous momentum came to his face, which seemed to be a precursor to anger.

"Thank you for your chivalrous rescue. I really lost the prince that day. I will definitely repay the prince if I have a chance in the future." This is to ask for kindness. I really don't know why I suddenly feel that this evil and handsome prince is as naive as a child.

Seeing that she obediently greeted her, her smart water eyes peeped at her expression and were slightly uneasy. She gently bit her lips. Feng Jueran only felt super satisfied. The original sultry seemed to have relieved a lot. At present, she almost laughed out loud and her expression eased.

"How do you plan to report it to me in the future?" Feng Juedan lay more comfortably and glanced at Mo Xuetong, who was a little uneasy, and looked at her with tens of millions of careful appearance. She didn't seem to open her teeth and claws at all. She was completely like a kitten waiting for him to repair. The corners of her mouth bent up and asked lazily. If there was a chance, he would never ask for kindness. Let it go.

"Ah!" Mo Xuetong was stunned for a moment and blinked her smart water eyes to understand that he was clearly carrying kindness.

"Shouldn't you repay me?" Seeing her blank appearance, Feng Jueran laughed and sat upright, turned his head to look at her, and whispered in her ear, "If I hadn't tied the old man for you that day, I'm afraid it would have been all the arrogant and extravagantness of the three ladies of the Chuanmo family. If she had a fight with the niece of the queen's family, she wouldn't have married. The person who went, so..."

He specially stopped his words at this time, and his handsome eyes showed all kinds of amorous feelings, showing charm and enchanting. The heat blew through Mo Xuetong's ear, blowing the pink face that pretended to be calm and indifferent, and his white and tender ears suddenly became hot, and his body leaned back slightly to avoid his hot breath.

"So you have to repay me!" Feng Jueran said that he sat upright and said he was righteous.

Who asked him for help? If he hadn't helped him, he would have found the old man long ago, and Mo Yu would have gone out several times. It turned out that he had been kidnapped. Mo Xuetong secretly slandered him, but she really didn't dare to offend him.

"What does the prince need in return?" He asked carefully, with a slight cold sweat on his white and tender forehead, and the indifference he had been maintaining on his face could no longer hold on. He had the impulse to bite his lips and suppress the inexplicable anger, warning himself that he was the moody eighth prince, the powerful king of Xuan, and the little unbearable would make a mess.

And she has a hunch that this is definitely not as frivolous as seen on the surface.

"If you repay yourself, I won't object." Seeing that Mo Xuetong's smart water eyes were obviously aggrieved and ashamed, Feng Jueran seemed to be taking the postgraduate entrance examination of her forbearance. What she said became more and more ambiguous. Her eyes were full of light and sparkled with a little evil light. Seeing Mo Xuetong's shy blush and rushed angrily but forced herself to suppress it, Feng Jue dyed her lips with a trace of evil smile.

"Of course, I will still object to it. Look at your appearance without three or two meats, which is really not good-looking, so you don't want to marry each other. Remember to owe me a condition in the future, which is more interesting." Seeing that she stood up angrily and wanted to leave, Feng Jueran opened his mouth slowly and looked at her up and down with disdain.

This man is really... If her vision could kill people, I'm afraid Feng Jueran would have been killed by her shame many times!

However, the man was still unconscious. Seeing that she bit her lip and didn't answer, he still asked unison, "Do you think it's better to promise each other, or do you owe me a condition?" It's really confusing. I mean, you must not marry each other. There are too many people in my house. I don't know what you mean?

How about it? She means that it's best for him to die! Why did this guy do himself a favor? If she could regret, Mo Xuetong Ning proved her innocence in other ways, instead of falling into the hands of this extremely narcissistic guy. While saying such ambiguous words, she looked up and down at people with disgusting eyes, which meant that if she looked down on her, she would look down on her, and she was afraid that she would marry her body.

"I'm willing to promise the prince a condition." He gritted his teeth and replied, listening carefully to the sound of grinding his teeth.

"That's good. Don't regret it!" Feng Jue dyed and leaned back comfortably and said casually.

"I won't regret it! Although I'm not a gentleman, I'm much more trustworthy than some people. Mo Xuetong said shyly and angrily. She doesn't know what to say now. Who would believe that the person who is here to ask for kindness is the Xuanwang who is said to be in the limelight outside. For a moment, she was speechless and supported her forehead with her hand. She only felt that this person was really not a normal person.

After a period of negotiation, Mo Xuetong finally retreated in an extremely friendly but insincere lazy laughter on the condition that he owed Feng Jueran a favor. Behind him was his annoying voice: "Mo Xuetong will come and beg me if he has something to do in the future. Please me. Maybe I will help you if I'm in a good mood. Anyway, I owe you owe one. , it's also owed two. At most, it will be cheaper for you in the future.