Chapter 537 Mo Yarui's Understanding

When Feng Juexuan came to Jinwei Pavilion with Mo Yarui, Feng Jueran was setting up a rattan chair under the shade of the tree in front of Jinwei Pavilion. He was lying there and sitting there lazily with his eyes closed. Two little eunuchs stood behind him and fanned the cool breeze for him with a fan.

"Is the eighth brother's body okay?" When Feng Juexuan came in, he saw this scene. He couldn't help smiling and looked left and right curiously. He saw only a few little eunuchs nearby and couldn't help laughing, "Why didn't anyone sing a song or something? It's different for the eighth brother to marry his daughter-in-law."

When he came with the fifth princess last time, it was still a song and dance. When it was beautiful and gorgeous, his eyes were full of beauties, charming and extraordinary people, enchanting. Now today, there is only Feng Jue dyeing alone. This scene is really surprising.

"Hey, don't say anything. When I think of this, I have a headache. I finally have a child, but I can't save it. Now I'm annoyed to see them. They are all snakes and scorpions, red pink skeletons. Looking as charming as flowers, they are actually vicious. If it goes on like this, I won't have children."

Feng Jue dyed pointed to another rattan chair not far away and said lazily, without answering whether his health was good or not. His handsome eyes, with some unconcealable anger, showed that he was still very distressed by the child in his concubine's belly. It must be his first child, with his evil temperament. , it is also reasonable to kill the concubine with a stick.

Feng Juexuan has been paying attention to his reaction. Seeing Feng Jueran's face, there was an undesirable smile on the corners of his lips.

A sharp little eunuch had already moved the chair over, put it in front of the pear flower, poured a glass of wine, and then retreated respectfully. Two other little eunuchs came behind him to fan him. Mo Yarui stood aside and couldn't sit or stand. Hearing Feng Jueran mention the child, she felt a burst of pain. .

She also had a child in her stomach, but as a mother, she couldn't keep him. For a moment, her heart seemed to be entangled. The painful tears almost fell down. She quickly lowered her head and covered the tears in her eyes. Although she had recovered, the pain in her heart could not be cured.

That child is a pain in her heart that she can never look directly at.

Just like now, she tried not to look at these, sucked her nose hard, wiped off the tears from the corners of her eyes, and focused on dealing with the eyes.

She is just a side concubine, not a formal wife of Feng Juexuan. Speaking of which, there was no place for her in front of them. After thinking about it, Yingying came forward and said, "I have seen Your Highness King Xuan."

"This is not the eldest brother's side concubine. She is indeed a gentle and wise beauty. No wonder the eldest brother talked about Mo's side concubine a while ago. She is indeed a rare beauty. Brother, you are really blessed. She used to be the first beauty in Qin, and then the first beauty's sister is so cute, and Mo Yifei Gentle and quiet, big brother, you are blessed.

Feng Jueran's eyes turned around Mo Yarui's face, and suddenly blinked at Feng Juexuan, which was quite something that everyone understood. With a hook, he hooked a few people on one side and threw them in front of Mo Yarui: "You don't have to be polite, please sit down."

Such behavior is quite romantic, especially the handsome and enchanting eyes, staring at Mo Yarui all the time, and don't feel rude. The words made Mo Yarui almost unable to raise her head with shame. Sure enough, this king of Xuan is the most romantic, and even adjust himself. In the play, I don't feel how rude it is to do such a thing to my brother's woman in front of my brother.

His eyes fell timidly on Feng Juexuan, who was sitting on the side, hoping that he could help him relieve himself.

"Since the eighth brother asked you to sit down, just sit down." Feng Juexuan said casually, as if he didn't see the embarrassment on Mo Yarui's face. He smiled and said to Feng Jue, "The eighth brother is in good spirits, and Princess Xuan also looks okay. Things have passed. Don't think too much about it. Just go to see my father together. There were too many things that happened a few days ago, and the father is also busy. The eighth brother should stop hiding. I'm free."

"Brother, you see, you're going to pull me out. It's really too to toss people. I told my father that I'm really not in good health, and the weather is too hot. I'm afraid of dizziness and heatstroke when I go out for a while." Feng Jue's tone was lazy and casual, and the last few words seemed to come from his nose. He was lazy and leisurely. Coupled with his leaning on the rattan chair, he knew at a glance that he was not too willing to go out to help the emperor.

"I'm such a big man, and I'm afraid of heatstroke. Well, my father has long known that you have nothing to do and is not lazy. It happens to be the Qixi Festival, and there is a banquet in the palace. If you don't come, my father will be angry. Don't annoy my father at that time, just let someone take him away, and then the eldest brother can't help you. "

Looking at his exhausted appearance, Feng Juexuan shook his head helplessly and laughed.

On the seventh day of July, at this time every year, there will be a Qixi banquet hosted by the queen in the harem. Since Mo Xuetong has been cured, she can't directly refute the queen's face. Feng Jueran thought about it and nodded, but her face showed a rather unhappy expression. Her eyes raised, and she asked a little more evilly: "Brother Don't you know?"

"At Lao San's place, my father didn't make it clear. What's more, his hand was injured, and Princess Yan's leg was also broken. He hurt his muscles and bones for 300 days. If the two of them made it like this, nothing could do nothing." Feng Juexuan smiled, and his eyes fell on a snow-colored wrench on Feng Jue's finger. He casually asked with a smile, "The eighth brother's plate finger is really different from ordinary. It doesn't seem to be made of jade."

"What kind of jade is it? It was sent by the Nanman last time. It's really interesting. Although it's not precious, it's just a novelty. If you like it, give it to the big brother." Feng Jueran said that he reached out to stroke the plate and wrenches in his hand and said carelessly.

"I don't need it. I just think it's a little strange, and I don't really like it." Feng Juexuan stretched out his hand to stop Feng Jueran's behavior, shook his head and smiled, "You should also be careful about the matter of Nanman. Don't do anything. Be careful that tomorrow's father will punish you for the matter of Nanman."

This matter was indeed hosted by Emperor Wen. At the thought of this, Feng Jue Ran, he shook his head with a headache, reached out and touched his forehead, half narrowed his eyes, and his long eyelashes drooped. He looked quite thick, and said lightly, "It's really annoying to talk about this. The southern barbarian country is really true. Even a prince can't protect it. He also got into those many fights, but dragged us in, and simply asked his father to destroy the southern barbarians, so as to save him from doing so many things.

"You are talking nonsense again. Be careful that your father will make him angry again when he sees it." Feng Juexuan didn't drink, so he asked the little eunuch on one side to change the tea and took a low sip of laughing and cursing.

The two sat together and talked for a while, and only left Mo Yarui aside as if there was no one. They looked at the stool hooked by Feng Jue. Mo Yarui just moved behind Feng Juexuan silently. No matter how she was on the side concubine on the royal butterfly, how could she be like a subordinate? Sit on the little ones.

What's more, this is the little ones thrown by His Royal Highness King Xuan.

Finally, she stood behind Feng Juexuan, wiped the sweat on her forehead, lowered her eyes and dared not move much. The two brothers said vigorously, but she heard it boring here. The place where she stood happened to be behind Feng Juexuan. When she stood, there was still some shadows. At this time, the sun tilted a little, and most of her body moved. In the sun.

The sun was shining, which made her feel light and heavy, and her forehead was sweating like pulp. Since the last time she was knocked down, she was delayed to be treated by Ling Ruier, which almost died. Although she has recuperated, she must have hurt her bottom and really can't stand.

I only felt dizzy in front of me and tried to stop. I looked at Feng Juexuan's back in front of me, as if I didn't feel her plight at all. I still talked and laughed with Feng Jue. I didn't notice that she couldn't support her. Her white and tender face hung down with sweat, and her face became paler and paler.

"Brother, does your side concubine really not have to sit?" Feng Jueran, who was sitting opposite her, raised his eyebrows and winked at Feng Juexuan, showing a little joke.

Feng Juexuan looked back at Mo Yarui and asked gently, "But I'm tired. Would you like to sit down?"

His eyes were at the little ones that Feng Jue dyed the little ones that had just hooked up, which made Mo Yarui's pale face show a little shame. He bit his lips, suppressed his discomfort, and said softly, "Thank you, my lord, my concubine."

"Don't hold on. If you're not in good health, you'd better sit down." Seeing her refuse, Feng Juexuan turned around and continued to focus on Feng Jueran.

Behind her, Mo Yarui shook her body, and her heart was so painful that she almost couldn't stand.

No matter how tired she is, she can't sit down on the little men hooked by her brother-in-law. This is simply too ignorant and unruly. How can the prince, who has always been the most rule-oriented, not know his own grievances?

"Princess Mo is not feeling well. Would you like to go in with me and have a rest?" At the gate, Mo Xuetong came in with several maids with a smile. Her clear water eyes looked at her softly. Seeing that she couldn't stand, she was eager to let the maid come forward to help her.

Mo Yarui really couldn't stand it. She only saw Mo Xuetong's beautiful water eyes in front of her, where she seemed to have no impurities. Her jade-like face was bright and delicate, her eyelashes were dark and slender, and her tender skin could almost pinch out water. She tried to turn her head and saw Feng Juexuan turn around and look at the beautiful face. There is a trace of imperceptible tenderness at the bottom.

Such gentleness is different from his previous gentleness, which always makes people separated by a layer of distance. It is a kind of softness from the heart, a layer of clear pain in the bottom of the heart, and unconsciously sourness in the corners of his eyes. It turns out that there is not that there is no such gentleness, but because I have not met the person who can be heart.

Even the arrogant Princess Ling in the house probably didn't expect that there was someone in his heart, and that person was still...

No wonder I brought myself to the Xuanwang Mansion today. It turned out that it was really just because it was easier to get to get close to that person. The backyard of the Chu Palace fought for you and died, and even the children in my stomach died in the fight. Now I find that everyone is just fighting for an empty thing. I don't know Ling Ruier. Will you be so comfortable after knowing it?

"Side Concubine, Mo Side Concubine..." That kind of pain after enlightenment, accompanied by a vague scene in front of her, Mo Yarui fell into darkness before she could think about it, and a tear slowly fell from the corners of her eyes and fell into the dust...