Chapter 576 Strong affection, the Empress Dowager's successful plan

"Why did you come back? Is it so troublesome?" Back in the yard, Feng Juedan had been there for a long time, threw down the book in his hand, looked up lazily, and looked at her brightly, with a doting smile flashing in his eyes.

At this time, he is usually absent. The situation in the court suddenly changed. He has a lot of things to deal with. Although Emperor Zong Wen loves him the most, if he does not have a certain strength, Mo Xuetong believes that Emperor Zongwen will never choose him. Compared with Jiangshan Society, that love is still a little lighter.

Then he doesn't trust himself!

Thinking of this, his smile became sweeter and sweeter. He walked to the bed and blinked his smart eyes: "It's okay. It's not so troublesome, but I know another thing."

She waved her hand, and the maids in the room retreated one by one. Mo Ye just entered the door and went to find Mo Feng. Luo Mingzhu's reaction in the Duke of Fu before was very strange, and Mo Xuetong was a little worried.

"What's the matter?" Feng Jue dyed her long arm, held Mo Xuetong on her lap, reached out and pinched her pink face. She asked in a good mood. Her face was like white tofu, smooth and tender, which was really distressing.

After being teased by him like a child, Mo Xuetong pouted her little mouth and stretched out her hand and patted him: "Let me tell you the truth."

"Say it! I'm listening!" Feng Jue dyed her smile and said, and her hand fell on her hair, putting the hair on her cheeks behind her ears.

Looking at his burning eyes on his face, Mo Xuetong's face turned red for no reason. His handsome face is really attractive. How can a man grow like this? Every time he smiles brightly, he always tests people's minds. Even if she sees it specially, she will unconsciously be confused.

But when I think that this person belongs to me now, my heart feels satisfied, as sweet as drinking honey.

He simply leaned into his arms and put his arms around his waist like declaring sovereignty. Anyway, there was no one in this room, and it was impossible for him to listen to himself obediently. He consciously rubbed and found a comfortable position before he began to say, "Behind Yun Ya is You Yuecheng, the haunted Duke of Chafu. "

In the deserted yard, Mo Xuetong also told Feng Jueran later, but she just mentioned it casually. Some conjectures that she was not sure and didn't say it. It's not too late to wait until the investigation is clear.

"The Duke of Ming is also a dignified family. You Yuecheng is now becoming less and less vigorous. He only focuses on the backyard and specializes in socializing with women, which is really a downside." Feng Jueyan curled her lips disdainfully and said lazily. A trace of coldness flashed in her eyes. She wanted to talk about what happened in those years and forced her father to deal with the Fugong Mansion, and even Tonger was implicated. He actually calculated like this. Is his life too much better now?

This is biting the pupil. It's really for Feng Juelei. He wants to achieve the purpose of attacking himself, or something else... You Yuecheng is such a person there. Unless he has other ideas in his mind. Thinking of this, Feng Jueran's face became gloomy, and a sneer flashed in his eyes. You Yue Doesn't the city like to fight in the backyard? It just so happens that there is one thing about him. Originally, Feng Jueran was regarded as a joke, but now it is necessary to add fuel to the flames.

Seeing Feng Jue's displeasure, Mo Xue's bright water eyes bent out a charming smile and pushed him and said, "What do you think is going on with You Yuecheng? Why does he think I'm so unpleasant? Do you want us to give it to him so that he doesn't always stare at other people's backyard?

Her words were completely according to Feng Jueran's meaning. Sure enough, Feng Jueran's face was shining. She reached out and gently raised her chin. The kiss fell gently on her lips and said vaguely with her lips: "Don't worry, Tonger, give this to me. Anyway, he likes to watch the excitement in the backyard, so let the Duke of Ming Dynasty The backyard is also lively.

I knew that Tong'er hated You Yuecheng, but it still made him happy to hear her say so herself. No matter how much Yuecheng is in love, Tong'er will always be his.

"I have prepared all the gifts for the birthday of the king of Chu. Do you want to have a look?" Mo Xuetong asked with a smile that those gifts were originally rewarded by the palace, but they were just right for Feng Juexuan.

"What are you looking at? You are ready. I can't worry about it. Brother, you can do whatever you want." Feng Jueran listened to Mo Xuetong whisper and swelled in his arms. He enjoyed it very much and said lazily, "Anyway, he can send anything, but he can still choose me a gift."

This is polite. Even if Feng Jue dyes, he can't say anything, and he can't say anything more with Feng Juexuan's nature. However, last time he always sent that set of Nanzhu's head face. Although it was malicious, in general, it was sent to Xuanwang Mansion, and it was also received by Xuanwang Mansion. He was also looking for an opportunity to return the gift. .

Thinking of this, Mo Xuetong's mind suddenly flashed the woman that day, pushed Feng Jueran, and asked, "Is Nanman there?"

That woman can't be the southern princess!

"It's about to arrive. You just need to clean up the two yards. Don't be too careful. Just wait for me to pick up and let them live in." At the thought that someone was going to live in his house immediately, there would be less time for him and Tonger to rely on each other. Feng Jueran was quite unhappy and just wanted to send people away at will.

"Hen't arrived in the capital yet?"

"Not yet. I heard that a few avant-gardes have come. Anyway, they are not important people. You don't have to worry about it." Feng Jue dyed the corners of his lips and smiled in an unclear manner.

Since she is not the southern princess, Mo Xuetong breathed a little relief. That one doesn't look easy to provoke. If such a princess lives in her own house, her house will be restless. Moreover, the princess's intention of coming here is still to make peace, although these princes are even stained by Feng Jue. It's not suitable to marry, but I can't stand it.

When thinking of the prince of the southern barbarians, Mo Xuetong always has an inexplicable crisis.

"Can't we let them live outside? It's not a big deal in our house!" After thinking about it, he still said, "Isn't the princess still going to kiss!" There is always something to live in..."

"Why are you jealous?" Feng Jue's eyes were bright, and she turned her head to look at Mo Xuetong. Only then did she find that she was so ashamed that she even gave her neck, and immediately laughed happily.

"Who is jealous? Isn't it worried about something? Nanman is chasing and blocking this prince. Don't really have an accident with you. Seeing his ridiculing eyes, Mo Xuetong blushed and pushed away his handsome face. He wanted to speak seriously, but when he saw his turned face again, he was a little ashamed and angry.

"Can you be more serious? I'm talking about business." Her pink face was rigid and angry, but the shyness in her eyes made her look more coquettish.

"Well, I'm listening to the business!" Feng Jue nodded solemnly, and his face was so serious, but it always seemed that it didn't seem like that, especially his eyes were full of jokes, which inexplicably gave birth to a kind of ambiguity.

Mo Xuetong was shy and dry. The most important thing was that she was indeed a little guilty. She simply grabbed his arm and bit him angrily and said angrily, "Look again."

"Okay... OK, I won't look, Tonger, you go on." Seeing that she was really a little overwhelmed, Feng Jueran quickly reached out and patted her on the back, coaxed her, and stopped when she saw it was good.

"I will be careful on the southern barbarian side. It's not me who doesn't have a princess now. I heard that the empress dowager quite like this southern barbarian princess, and she will definitely have some contact with her at that time. Don't worry, I told my father that it is impossible to marry someone higher than you to block you and make a house restless."

When he said this about Mo Xuetong's worries, he immediately felt particularly convinced: "Why did the Empress Dowager pay attention to Princess Nanman?"

She asked by the way, and suddenly seemed to think of something. She looked up at Feng Jue Miaoqi, stared with wide eyes, her little mouth slightly open, and she couldn't even say anything for a moment.

"The eldest, the third, and I are all people with imperial concubines. Although the princess of Nanman is noble, after entering the door, she is at most an ordinary wife, but Feng Jue is really different. Isn't Feng Jue really just the death of her daughter-in-law? The status is also equivalent, and the status is also good. He is also the prince of the State of Qin. The Empress Dowager has been thinking about it for a long time. Feng Jue dyed faintly.

"Your Majesty, do you know?" Mo Xuetong stretched out her slender finger and pointed to it.

"Don't worry, the Empress Dowager's thinking is too satisfactory. She wants King Ning and Nanbarians to unite and let King Ning have another help." Feng Jue dyed his voice and said sarcastically, with a faint coldness on her handsome face. So many children in the harem died before they were born. The empress dowager absolutely has an inescapable responsibility. The queen's ability alone is not enough.

Compaon with the queen, the Empress Dowager is obviously more resourceful!

"The box containing the Nanzhu necklace, called... Dora's box, what about now?" Knowing that Feng Jueran had a way to deal with it, Mo Xuetong breathed a sigh of relief and asked curiously. Since Feng Juexuan wanted to induce himself to open the box, since he was the master of trouble, Feng Jueran would never stay with him, so what about this box now?

"The set of Nanzhu head noodles sent by the boss was sent to the Empress Dowager Palace. Anyway, one is a gift, and two are also gifts, so it doesn't look abrupt." Feng Jue's narrow eyes raised slightly, and his jade-like face was a little clear. He reached out and patted Mo Xuetong's head. "You don't have to care about these things. Since others deliberately sent us as an introduction, it's very easy for us to use."

Mo Xuetong understood what he meant. The sending of Nanzhu was provoked by Feng Juexuan, and that day, this matter was also regarded as crossing the Ming Road. Everyone who attended the banquet knew that Ling Ruier herself also said that Feng Juexuan sent Nanzhu's head. If anything happens later, it must be related to the king's mansion of Chu. After all, Nanzhu's matter is Provoked by the king of Chu.

That Dora's box has nothing to do with the Xuanwang Mansion.

She suddenly had a bad expectation. Who is the Empress Dowager going to give the box to? It won't be sent back to Nanman again. The prince and princess from the southern barbarians must know this thing. Of course, they don't mean to send it like this. This matter is really getting more and more chaotic. After the hands of so many people, no one can say who did it.

"Won't you get angry?" Although he knew that he had arranged it, Mo Xuetong raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"No problem!" Feng Jue Ran raised Mo Xuetong's face, kissed her pink cherry lips, and kissed her attention back hard. He has been thinking about her for a long time. Why can't she feel it? It's really depressing to dare to be distracted!

The wind blew, the screen window was raised, and a pair of beautiful people were hugging under the window...