Chapter 90 Late Night Mofu Fire

"Your Highness, please take care of yourself. If Your Highness came today just to say a few words, please go ahead!" The pink face was frosty, and the slightly frowned willow eyebrows were a little cold. Mo Xuetong was annoyed at first. This time, she would dye Feng Jue's face regardless. Before Mo Xuemin's thoughts had been figured out, she really didn't have the heart to guess the thoughts of this high Highness.

"Well, let's talk about it. Does your elder sister want you to marry into the Marquis of Zhenguo?" Feng Jue dyed no longer flirted with her, and asked with a beautiful and handsome face with an enchanting smile.

"Do you know?" Mo Xuetong was stunned for a moment.

"Your elder sister is very poisonous. When I came in, I saw the smell of gunpowder oil in a room next to the ancestral hall..."

The smell of gunpowder, oil, on fire!

"Where is it?" Mo Xuetong sat up straight and was shocked at the bottom of her eyes. Mo Xuemin was so crazy to burn herself to death!

"Just next to the left hand, close to the edge of the ancestral hall, where there seems to be no one." Feng Jue's lazy answer.

Between the lightning, Mo Xuetong instantly understood Mo Xuemin's poison plan.

The room next to the ancestral hall is indeed empty, so there are some sundries, some sacrificial items, all of which are flammable materials. If it really burns, it will be immediately. This is behind the inner courtyard, close to the backyard door, and there are few people who usually come and go. The front yard has been running here for a while when seeing the fire, connected Several rooms are also full of debris, all of which are easy to burn. If it burns up, the whole house will be in chaos...

At this time, if someone comes in through the back door and robs himself, don't rob himself. As long as he escapes from the ancestral hall with himself in his arms, or comes out of somewhere in disheveled clothes, even if his reputation is completely ruined, he will have to get married if he doesn't marry. Even if Mo Xueqiong will be involved, at most two sisters will marry. Give it to one person.

Mo Xuemin is really poisonous!

Unexpectedly, he didn't hesitate to destroy his reputation! Or what she wants more is her own life...

At that time, she rushed out again to show her deep sisterhood. Others would only say that she was elegant. How could she have thought that this matter was planned by her?

In her heart, her hands were tightly fisted, and the burning pain in the firelight of her previous life was like abruptly rooted in her heart, and then peeling it was still bloody wounds. That kind of pain, such hatred, she will never forget...

"Don't worry, I will never let you suffer losses if I am here. How about I send her here?" Feng Jue's deep and glody eyes fell on her face and proposed with a smile.

"Okay, Your Highness, help bring her here. After I change my clothes with her, Your Highness will take me out. Let the fire burn." Mo Xuetong frowned and condensed, her eyes moved slightly, and looked up firmly and said, since Mo Xuemin wanted to burn this fire so much, she would naturally add a hand to make her burn more vigorously.

"Good idea. I also like it, the more lively the better." Feng Jueran clapped her hands and agreed. A trace of cold flashed in her enchanting eyes. Mo Xuetong was standing up and did not see the enchanting coldness flashing in his eyes, with some bloodthirsty brutality.

It has been very lively that night, and the Mofu, which has always been low-key, has become the topic of the whole capital.

Unexpectedly, this well-known Miss Mofu was calm and generous on the surface and frivolous in her bones. She actually received privately from men, and because of her private affairs, she did not hesitate to destroy her sister's reputation. This kind of behavior makes people think and makes people look down on her.

The prince of Zhenguo, who is usually gentle and elegant, turned out to be fake. He has an affair with other women in his boudoir. He not only met in the temple, but also secretly met in private, which made people mention that the marquis of Zhenguo also has more disdainity. The shameless concubine in a mask and the son of the prince who behaved uninspiately is also a pair. .

All good people are watching the play. It depends on how the two families solve this matter!

For a while, all the remarks were directed at Mo Xuemin and Sima Lingyun, and Wanfu pointed out, mocking, scolding, sarcastic and unremitting...

It's full of negative rumors that are unfavorable to Mo Xuemin!

The fallen Marquis of Zhenguo was also pushed to the forefront of the storm!

It's night

In the Xuan Palace, in the highest building of the Royal Palace on the left, the moonlight is hazy.

The moonlight penetrated into the room through the long window hanging with smoke and gauze. The figure sitting in front of the window was also faint. There was no light in the room, because the prince who was favored by the emperor was losing his temper these two days. Yesterday, he heard that His Royal Highness King Xuan robbed a flower leader again and was so noisy that he was pulled over by Emperor Zong Wen. The scolding made the arrogant prince angry when he left the palace door, kicked over dozens of palace people he met on the road, and then left.

It is said that the angry emperor threw away all the jade and white paperweights on the desk on the spot and really scolded: "Fungzi!" Then he ordered to go directly to Xuanwang's mansion to rebuke him not to leave the house for a month.

But this also makes many people who have been watching breathe a great sigh of relief. Since Feng Jueran appeared in Beijing and became the favorite prince of Emperor Zong Wen, this breath has been held on his chest for a long time.

A few days ago, it was also said that although Emperor Zong Wen spoiled Feng Jueran, he had made him really take charge. Usually, he was a big dung be, but he must not really blamed him. This time, he also made a decree and scolded him on the surface. At the same time, Emperor Zong Wen also sent someone to reward the king of Chu and the king of Yan. Between this excellent period, he saw it in the court. There are many people who understand.

King Xuan really lost the heart of Emperor Zongwen!

Emperor Wen is not a confused emperor. In the future, even if King Xuan is favored, he will not be close to the supreme position of the 95th. It is impossible for a smart and wise emperor to pass his throne to a fool prince without facts. No matter how much he is spoiled, it is nothing more than to protect his life. .

Reassured people withdrew their eyes staring at Feng Jueran one by one and focused on their original opponents. Because of the sudden appearance of Feng Jueran, the political situation has entered a buffer period and there are new changes. People with strong political ** have begun a new round of planning. Xuan Wang is an abandoned son, and maybe It was Emperor Zongwen who specially released it to confuse his courtiers.

So who is the emperor really cares about? The elegant and gentle king of Chu or the well-known king of Yan?

The arrogant and arrogant king of Xuanwang Mansion did not sleep at this time. He leaned against the window and looked at the firelight outside the window. His eyes in the dark floated with enchanting colors, and the layers of curtains were high. In addition to him, there were three people standing in the four-season rich screen, led by Feng Yue.

Feng Jueran did not say anything, and the three people in the screen did not make a sound.

His position is just right. Looking at the sky from afar, the sky rises to the sky. The sky is burning red, and the noisy voice can be heard clearly from afar, and it is more silent in this quiet pavilion. There are more drums and voices coming. It has been three days!

"Feng Yue, you can choose a few to go to Mofu." The lazy voice is with a sharp calmness that you don't usually have.

"Your Highness, haven't you sent two secret guards to Miss Mo San?" Does a lady need so many people to protect her? Feng Yue looked at the housekeeper Wang on the side. The housekeeper Wang shook his head invisibly, signaling that he did not understand what His Highness meant. He had to bow his head and ask for His Highness. He didn't care about any delay. How could they not know His Highness's ability?

"There are too few people!" Feng Jueran thought for a moment, and a trace of enchanting flashed at the bottom of his eyes. Unexpectedly, the daughter of a small five-grade official actually led to so many clues that he could not find in the past, which he did not expect before.

"Yes!" Since Your Highness thinks so, Feng Yue dares not say anything more.

"Wang Fu, how's your business?"