Chapter 97 King of Chu's Trial of Xuan Palace

"How can it be that my cousin suddenly vomited blood and fainted, and hasn't woken up since then. All the doctors invited are tied up. Yihao, look at her face, does she look like she's okay?" Luo Youwen was anxious and pointed to Mo Xuetong's pale and bloodless face to let Bai Yihao see clearly.

How can such a pale face, such bloodless cherry lips, and closed eyes be all right?

"Miss Mo San's body is really not sick, but she has lost some qi and blood. I will prescribe it for a while. If you let someone drink it for her, she will definitely wake up within two hours. As for the rest, it depends on her life!" Bai Yihao's fairy-like handsome face always gives people a gentle feeling. Even if he says this in this situation, it still makes people have a natural romantic and elegant vision.

Only those light eyes are so deep that you can't see the bottom!

Luo Youwen and Bai Yihao are also very familiar now, and they are still stunned by his handsome and focused look. When Bai Yihao's face looked so heavy, isn't it that his cousin really can't do it?

He was really anxious to think so. He grabbed Bai Yihao's sleeve, pulled him to Mo Xuetong's bed, pointed to Mo Xuetong and asked urgently, "Yihao, what do you mean? What do you mean by fate? Do you think your cousin's illness is not good, so you can only listen to fate?

Thinking that my grandmother was still waiting for her news at home at this time, I became more and more anxious. Before I came, my grandmother cried with my sister in her arms. If I really knew that my cousin had a good or bad body, how could I hold on? I'm afraid I would follow my cousin...

"Youwen, don't worry..."

"Can I not be in a hurry? This is my favorite cousin. Sadness surged in Luo Youwen's eyes, interrupted Bai Yihao's words, and pulled Bai Yihao's fingers to tremble a little. After just a month in Luo's house, Mo Xuetong in Luo Youwen's eyes was cute, charming and simple, with a little charming tenderness. Is such a pure and flawless little man going to be gone?

Looking at the petite and delicate face, lying on the pillow, I only felt that there was a place in my heart collapsed. I pulled Bai Yihao's sleeve like a soul, but I refused to let go, and even my eyes turned red for a moment.

"Don't worry, Youwen. Your cousin has a heart disease, and she still needs a mental medicine doctor, which is not life-threatening for the time being." Seeing that Luo Youwen was really anxious, Bai Yihao explained with a smile, pulled his cuffs to take Luo Youwen back to the table, pressed him to sit down and comfort him.

"Is there no danger to life?" Luo Youwen raised his red eyes and asked for support.

"No!" Bai Yihao affirmed.

"Really not?"

"Definite not." Helpless answer.

After receiving Bai Yihao's affirmative answer, Luo Youwen took a long breath, softened his whole body, leaned against the back of the chair, and only felt the cold sweat on his back soaked his clothes.

It's okay, it's okay!

The Xuan Palace, which was ordered by Emperor Zong Wen to be locked up, is rare today.

The housekeeper carefully greeted Feng Juexuan, the king of Chu, and the fifth princess, who had just got off the carriage.

"What is your prince doing these days? Do you feel bored? What do you need to eat? If so, just send someone to my palace. The eighth brother can't leave the house. You should also be careful to wait on it. Feng Juexuan smiled gently and gently, and asked and ordered as he walked.

The fifth princess stood on the side of the queen, which represented that she was also standing on the side of the king of Yan. Today, Emperor Zongwen asked him to visit whether Feng Jueran was the position of the two people who read the book. It really made people speechless. From their different positions, how could they speak to one Get up, on the surface, it is maintained by brothers and sisters, or the friendly behavior of brothers and sisters, and everyone knows what's going on.

Just like Feng Jue Xuancai expressed her concern for Feng Jue. The fifth princess curled her lips secretly on the side, but what she said was also naughty and cute: "Big brother doesn't have to blame the eighth royal brother. It's also a pity to see that he was also a poor brother. Not long after he was recognized, he was scolded by his father. He finally returned to his house. One mu of land, and the father was worried. Let us come and pee. The father is really. Even if the eighth emperor is out of his mind, he can't control him everywhere. The more rebellious he is, the more rebellious he is, but I like the eighth brother. It happens that I lack a playmate, so I just let my father let me play with the eighth brother. "

Is this to attract Feng Jue dye?

Feng Juexuan's gentle eyes were slightly deposited. He nodded motionlessly and smiled according to the meaning of the fifth princess: "The fifth sister thinks well, which is similar to what the eldest brother thinks, but the father is afraid that he does not agree. An eighth emperor's brother has given him a headache, and then let the eighth emperor's brother bring the fifth prince sister like this. If you have to jump in the palace, the eighth emperor's brother can not return to the palace, but the fifth prince's sister can't help but come back. At that time, it's not just as being scolded, but also forbidden.

"Then remember to help me!"

"Okay, the fifth sister's difficult brother will naturally help!"

The two brothers and sisters seemed to talk and laugh freely. As they turned around a few melod corridors with the housekeeper, the rockery, the sound of silk bamboo in their ears suddenly sounded, and it was faintly noisy. Fortunately, there was no other voices except the song. Obviously, it was not as chaotic as imagined. Feng Jue Xuan was relieved and turned to the tall with a smile. Shadow wall.

After the shadow wall is the Jinwei Pavilion, which occupies one-tenth of the royal palace. From afar, this place is really different from the ordinary yard. The door is not a lotus pond on one side. Although it is winter, there are delicate red lotus flowers blooming on the lotus surface, reflecting green leaves, which actually feels like two miles of lotus flowers in summer. The fragrance of lotus also comes from the air, which is light and refreshing, which is very attractive.

The waterfront in the lotus pond is not a small building, but a platform. At this time, a thick brocade curtain was tied outside the platform, and only one side was transparent. It faintly watched the woman in light gauze inside dancing, and her delicate voice was like water from the high platform*. Before approaching, she felt intoxicated.

The real Jinwei Pavilion is on the other side of the yard, one of the tallest in the tall buildings. It is said that the lights of the whole capital can be seen on the roof. This is the reason why Feng Jueran likes it, but everyone in private is rumored that the reason why Feng Jue Ran of Xuanwang likes this building is only because one day, Mofu caught fire broke out. The prince specially climbed a high terrain and had a good time, so he moved his house here.

This statement is a little nonsense. Officials think that the previous reason is correct, but people who are familiar with Feng Jueran are very sure that this is the real reason. Who else is as boring as him to watch the burning of his home and hide aside as a scenery?

Except for this unlearned Prince Xuan Wang, no one would do such a stupid thing!

But is it really stupid? No one dares to talk about this legitimately favored eighth prince. At most, everyone will laugh unequitically in private.

Although he knew Feng Jue dyed the barren hall, Feng Jue Xuan and the fifth princess were still shocked by his big hand.