Chapter 339 Xue Tong was shocked to hear the Empress Dowager's plan

"Pupil, is this ointment okay? Does this hand still hurt?" Feng Jue dyed the ointment on Mo Xuetong's hand gently by candlelight. Looking at the delicate hands, which were red, swollen and bloody, there was a purple deep flash at the bottom of the eyes, and the hand holding her wrist was extremely careful, as if a little force would hurt her.

It was extremely inappropriate for such a careful look to appear on Feng Jueran's body, but the inexplicable Mo Xuetong had a warm feeling, and even the injury on his hand was not so painful. He subconsciously nodded, and shook his head again. Looking at Feng Jueran's beautiful phoenix eyes, he was a little confused and smiled. Come out.

How can this man be so nervous and cute? There is no legendary arrogant meaning. It is clear that he is just a childish beautiful teenager.

"You can still laugh when your hand is tied like this. Next time you encounter such a thing, find a way to deal with it first and don't make yourself suffer." Feng Jue dyed dissatisfiedly and gently pinched her wrist, raised his eyebrows, and carefully wrapped her with a scar towel.

Mo Xuetong knew that he was talking about Mo Xuemin. His eyes blinked smartly and restrained his smile: "Does You Yuecheng think someone is doing something wrong?"

It was Feng Jue's idea to throw Mo Xuemin's hair away and You Yue at the gate of the town's Houfu. Although Mo Xuetong didn't say anything, she felt extremely relieved. How could she forget the tearing pain of Mo Xuemin's head hairpin piercing her finger? In order to survive, she pulled the frame of the car.

In her previous life, she burned to death in the fire, rolled and roared in pain in the flames, and her skin and skin burned... Mo Xuemin looked proudly at the flames, pulled Sima Lingyun, mockingly watching herself die and struggling in the flames, as if watching a play watch herself die in the fire.

In this life, Mo Xuemin has harmed her name several times, and then she will kill herself!

No matter what kind of ambition, she doesn't think it's enough!

People say that blood debt is paid by blood, but how can a blood debt and blood compensation be broken between her and Mo Xuemin?

He was discredited, and Mo Xuemin has now tasted his reputation.

In the last life, Mo Xuemin and Sima Lingyun were in collusion, killed themselves, and built their road of wealth and green clouds with their own blood. In this life, I'm afraid that neither of them would have thought that they would become a pair of resentful couples. Mo Xuemin plotted the wife of the Marquis of Zhen, and was exhibited outside the house with a man in irregular clothes. Sima As long as Ling Yun is a man, he can't stand it...

It goes without saying what is waiting for Mo Xuemin! Sima Lingyun is a gentle person on the surface, but actually a vicious person, and he will never be soft.

Before, she thought of Mo Xuemin's tragic situation and felt very angry. At this time, she was a little worried that Feng Jueran's action really offended the queen's vein. Although he has some strength now, he may really fight against the queen. Besides, there are two covexes on the side. King Chu and King Ning.

"Don't worry, You Yuecheng can't find anything. I'm just a prince with a romantic name but no strength." Seeing that Mo Xuetong was worried about himself, Feng Jue dyed his eyebrows with a smile. He wrapped the wound for Mo Xuetong, put down his hand and wiped the veil on one side. His smile was beautiful. He leaned lazily against Mo Xuetong**, playing with **'s ripples, and said lazily.

"There must be no evidence in the private meeting between the second son and Mo Xuemin. If it is found that the two people have been polluted, they will definitely fall into the eyes of people with intentions." Mo Xuetong said uneasily, and did not find that Feng Jueran lay at her bedside unreasonably, stretched out his foot and kicked him, attracting his attention.

One thing is fake everywhere. If it is found out that the second son of the Duke of the Ming Dynasty and Mo Xuemin were framed, the matter of King Yan may be the same before. If the emperor thinks the other way around, he will feel that Feng Jueran deliberately wipes Mo Feng Juelei. In addition, the queen's words at this time, Feng Jue may Punished.

Mo Xuetong can never forget the fact that Feng Jue dyed the far away from the southern barbarians in her previous life. If it hadn't been really been disheartened, how could he be so cold and ruthless? What made him do this? Mo Xuetong can't guess it now. She just feels that she wants to protect him with her tender arms and don't let him walk again. The old road of a lifetime.

Therefore, she is now very particular about the things in the palace. She always thinks deeply about it when she has nothing to do, for fear that she will accidentally implicate Feng Jueran and lead to the disasters in her previous life.

Seeing that her flexible eyes were a little nervous, her cherry lips were slightly puffy, and she was very uncomfortable. Feng Jue dyed a smile, sat up, reached out and touched her head fondly and said, "Don't worry, Mr. You went to the Temple yesterday, and some people saw that Mr. You once appeared there when you had an accident, with The injured Mo Xuemin left.

You Yuelian appeared on that road, and everything became logical.

When Mo Xuetong came home, she did not say that Mo Xuemin and Mo Xueqiong were going to kill her, which does not mean that she would let Mo Xueqiong and Mo Xuemin go, but she did not want to see her father sad and herself, three daughters, two of whom were going to kill the other. In any case, this is a great blow to a father.

Even if my father doesn't like to see both of them now, he will still be sad for them.

She will have her own way to avenge herself.

"Do you know that the Empress Dowager frequently recruits the old man of the State Mansion to enter the palace these days?" Feng Jueran reminded her with a smile, removing her attention, and a little chill flashed from the bottom of her eyes. The matter has passed, and there will be no sequelae.

"What does the Empress Dowager want to do?" Mo Xuetong's mind turned a little and understood that there must be something wrong with it. At that moment, she asked urgently who the Empress Dowager was. Mo Xuetong knew that she was absolutely unprofitable and would never call her grandmother into the palace. She didn't know what was going on in it. She faintly, she felt majestic.

"What the Empress Dowager thinks has nothing to do with King Ning." There was a cold light of evil in Feng Jue's eyes.

Is it related to King Ning? Feng Jue, the king of Ning, can really have a relationship with his ancestors and attract the uncle who is in charge of the military power for the king of Ning. No, the uncle is extremely loyal. How can he stand on the side of the king of Ning in private? Even if the empress dowager repeatedly hints, the empress dowager dares not openly find someone to support King Ning.

Now that Emperor Zongwen is in power, the future emperor will only be selected from the three sons of Emperor Zongwen. It is not the turn of King Ning Feng Juezhen. If the King of Ning wants to ascend the throne as emperor, the only opportunity is to seize the palace and rebel. This kind of thing can't be easily caught by the empress dowager, unless she has absolute certainty that her ancestors will not Tell it out.

Why did the Empress Dowager believe that her uncles would definitely support King Ning, leaving the three orthodox princes unfamiable, but to protect the King Ning who was not even famous?

Mo Xuetong couldn't figure it out, so she had to open her flexible water eyes, look at Feng Jueden, stretched out her tightly wrapped hand, pulled Feng Jueden, and asked for advice. In her previous life, the scope of her activities was in the backyard, and the political affairs of the previous dynasty were really not inspired.

Feng Jueran looked at the meaning of prayer in her eyes. Her beautiful eyes moved like water, and her long eyelashes swept a fan-shaped shadow on her eyes, as if a butterfly was resting there. She couldn't help stretching out her hand and gently touched her skin. She raised her eyes in shock and shrank back, but she just shrank. With a shrinking, his eyes stared at him, but there was not much deterrence. He immediately felt itchy and made people feel happy.

"Don't you have a cousin!" He smiled gently, reached out to hold her chin, and was pushed away by her coquettishly. He looked at her tightly wrapped hands, but he did not dare to make trouble her again. He simply stood up, picked up Mo Xuetong's cup, poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and came over to look at her with a smile.

Mo Xuetong's heart tightened in an instant, her little mouth opened slightly, and she woke up in consternation!

"The Empress Dowager wants Ning Wang to marry her second cousin?" She said a difficult word by word, and her little face was bitter.

It turned out that the empress dowager actually had this idea. As long as King Ning married his second cousin, even if the Duke of Fuguo was on the real ship of Ning Wang Fengjue, what Feng Jue really wanted to do at that time? As Luo Mingzhu's mother's family, he would not be branded as the King Ning Palace. Even if different streams were beaten into one party. In that case, uncles still What's the choice!

Thinking of Ning Wang Feng Juezhen will eventually rebel. In the current situation, Mo Xuetong can't see any possibility of Feng Juezhen's success. Not to mention how Emperor Zong Wen's side reacts, he knows from Feng Jueran. Feng Jue really sees every step in his eyes. On the surface, he looks romantic, but he is really dark and deep-hearted. If he wants to There is no chance of winning against Feng Juezhen.

At that time, Feng Jue will really drag the Fugongfu into an eternal situation.

Thinking of this, Yubai's forehead couldn't help sweating coldly. No, she must not let the Duke of Fuguo fall into such a desperate situation. She must prevent her second cousin from marrying Wang Ning.

"Even if Ning Wang will come back soon, there are still more than ten days left!" Feng Jueran looked at her silently for a while, came back, sat next to her and comforted her gently.

Mo Xuetong looked up at him quietly. This man was really very smart, and he saw his worries again! He was telling himself that it was not too late to marry King Ning. After King Ning came back, the two of them knew that King Ning was already by the Empress Dowager's side, but no one could say this, so King Ning must quickly enter the palace more than ten days later.

It's a good time to get married!

If it is early, it will only cause the emperor's suspicion. The Empress Dowager will not be so. She will definitely find an opportunity to talk to the emperor about this marriage, and then the emperor will have to agree.

So, there are still more than ten days left, and the Fugongfu is not without a chance.

"Don't worry too much. Let nature take its course. You clearly tell your grandmother that she must have her own ideas. Why are you in a hurry to make the decision? After experiencing so many things, how can she be useless? You are too worried." Feng Jue's hand suddenly came over, gently held her hand, held her gently lay down, and covered her with a quilt.

Looking at her still pale face, her eyes involuntarily fell on her hands, with some bloodthirsty chills in her eyes, and a smile on her lips unconsciously turned gloomy.

Yes, and my grandmother! Mo Xuetong's heart moved, blinked her eyes, and a smile appeared on her pale face. Her grandmother must have a good way to avoid the Fugong Mansion.

"Good boy, have a good sleep, and nothing will happen when you wake up tomorrow." Feng Jue touched her head dotingly.

Mo Xuetong nodded and closed her eyes. What happened in the morning was like a nightmare. Up to this day, she was still frightened, but his hand was held on her arm. The warm touch there made her inexplicably relieved and vaguely remembered that she was going to marry him. In the future, she slept with him, and a shame appeared on her face in her sleep. A timid smile.

Feng Jueran has been waiting for Mo Xuetong to sleep, and Mo secretly looked at the flowery smile and left reluctantly for a long time.

There are some things that he must deal with now, and his hands and feet must be better during the day and at night to attract people to the palace of the King of Chu.