Chapter 523 The Beautiful Style of Xishan Courtyard

Mo Xuetong, who was in the Xishan Beiyuan, did not know that as soon as they left, the capital had been stormy. Many people began to plan their layout again because of this matter. The He family had been driven away by Feng Jueran. The Miss He family who was sent to the Xuanwang Mansion heard that she had been sent to the brothel, which represented the official decision of Xuan Wangfu and the He family. Crack.

Of course, there is another saying that King Xuan loves his little princess very much and is reluctant to let her suffer a little grievance, so he treats the He family like that.

Of course, what happened to the He brothers on that night was rumored by King Xuan, but it gradually faded. Everyone who knows that Feng Jue has a temper knows that if this master has an attack, he will not care when, where he wants to fight, and he will die. Why wait until the evening, the moon is dark. The wind was so high that he secretly beat the two of the He family hard.

Since it was not made by King Xuan, who stretched out his hand so long and deliberately fished in the mixed water and disturbed other people's sight. Here, the benevolent see benevolence, and the wise see wisdom...

The stream is connected to a small waterfall. The waterfall rushed down from above and splashed jade-like drops of water and fell on people, which was cool.

On a grass at the foot of the mountain, an octagonal pavilion was built, hanging with a light gauze. Under the high gauze, you can see a wide couch placed in it, snubbing a man and a woman, a purple robe, golden embroidery on the cuffs of the corners of his clothes, a flawless face, handsome and casual hair Scattered, the long hair like a waterfall fell on the shoulders, looking casual and enchanting.

The wind rises lightly, and you can see that his beautiful facial features are extremely clear under the light.

He held a sweet woman who was sleeping in his arms. She was born very beautiful. Her dark eyelashes were as slender and beautiful as a brush, her nose was small, her lips were pink as honey, and her long hair like ink fell on the pillow, and her shoulders reflected her snow-colored skirt, like a blooming snow lotus, which was unparalleled.

Such a beautiful pair of beautiful people snuggle with each other in this lake and mountains, which only makes people feel like a pair of immortal couples, which are suspected in the painting.

But there are people who will destroy this beautiful picture.

Feng Jueran is the one who destroys the beautiful picture scroll.

He stretched out his hand and pushed Mo Xuetong, who was still taking a nap. There was a charming but evil smile on his face: "Pupil, wake up quickly. You can get up. If you don't want to go to bed, you will be spanked."

He stretched out his head and whispered a few words in Mo Xuetong's ear.

Mo Xuetong closed her eyes, reached out to find the right position accurately, pushed away the very close head, and her small mouth was flat, which was quite aggrieved. She simply turned her head and continued to sleep. It was not that she wanted to stay in bed. It was really comfortable to sleep here. Her ears heard the sound of water flowing outside, and from time to time, birds passed by and the wind blew, no It's neither cold nor hot.

She really doesn't want to get her up under such circumstances.

"What a pig, so sleepy." Feng Jue dyed a smile in her long and narrow phoenix eyes, stretched out her hand, forced her body to turn over again, and pinched her pretty nose with the other hand. "Little lazy pig, you can get up. If you go back to sleep, you will get cold."

Feng Jueran's eyes are crazy and domineering. Now he only knows that the woman in front of him is his wife, and the person he wants to protect all his life belongs to him.

So Feng Jue's movements became more and more rapid, and his desire rose in his heart. He wanted to eat such a beautiful woman in his arms and taste all her. First, every inch became his only one, and his hand involuntarily penetrated into Mo Xuetong's clothes...

A sharp bird call suddenly came from the sky, as if it was right in his ear, waking up a pair of people who were almost completely addicted. Mo Xuetong was a little stunned to find that his upper body's clothes were almost all scattered, and Feng Jue's big hand was still leaning on his chest. At that, a fire rushed straight to the top of his head, and his face was red and Shy, pulled the thin blanket beside him and covered it headlessly.

For a moment, he just wanted to kick Feng Jue away. His self-control ability is not very good at ordinary times. Why is it that he is outside today...

Seeing that she was so ashamed, Feng Jueran himself took a breath, suppressed the bewilight of the bottom of her heart, and did not pay attention to her dragging more than half of the thin blanket. Instead, he pressed the blanket for her and ordered, "Don't move!" However, he stood up and tidied up his clothes, went out, and pulled down the tall gauze.

Through the thin blanket and the gauze tent, Mo Xuetong blushed and secretly looked at him. I don't know what he did when he went out at this time.

Another sound of bird calls came from the sky, and a big white bird appeared on Feng Jue's shoulder. The big bird looked very brave. Between its slanting eyes, it felt proud of everything and was extremely handsome.

"Come out!" Feng Jue dyed patted the snow eagle, and his face was a little blue. He said concisely, "Give me a reasonable explanation."

A figure flashed in the air, and a young man appeared in front of Feng Jueran, smiling extremely awkwardly. He scolded the 18 generations of Feng Yue's ancestors in his heart. Looking at the prince's dissatisfaction, and then looking at the octagonal pavilion under the gauze tent over there, Fengyan knew the way of Feng Yue even if it was too late.

This boy dares to plot against him. Seeing that he doesn't practice with him for a while, he has not practiced for a long time. This hand is really itchy.

"Your Majesty, there is news from the State of Yan. The Lan family in the State of Yan seems to have what the master wants, but that thing is really protected and secret, and it can't be found out at all." At this time, of course, if you have something to say, you have to find something to say. Otherwise, the prince will definitely not give him a good face. He may not spread all his anger on himself because of this young man's heart full of desire.

"Blue Mansion? Has Bai Yihao ever looked for it? At this time, Feng Jueran's expression had returned to normal, and the corners of his eyes flashed lazily with some enchanting smiles.

"Prince Yan is also looking for it, but the Lan family is the eldest prince of the State of Yan and has a close relationship with the queen, so like his subordinates, there is no progress for a while."

Feng Juedan, who said this, pondered for a moment and frowned slightly: "If you explore again, be sure to be optimistic about Bai Yihao's behavior."

"Your Majesty, what if you are killed by His Royal Highness Prince Yan?" This rumor has always wanted to ask that there is only one thing, and His Royal Highness Prince Yan is such an amazing and gorgeous figure. Although his master is not bad, he must have occupied the time and place. Isn't that place an acre of land of Prince Yan?

If you really want to grab it, you don't have any advantage, and there are people in Lanfu, and those people are not vegetarian.

"If you really grab it, help Prince Yan get that object." Of course, Feng Jueran understood what he meant. A smile on the corners of his lips was full of evil charm, and his lips were slightly blooming, and he said slowly.

"Your Majesty..." Feng Yan didn't understand for a moment. He looked at Feng Jueran in astonishment and spent so much effort to arrange it in the State of Yan for so long. Is it just to help others do things?

"Isn't it more convenient for us to do it when he makes it?" Feng Jueran glanced at his subordinates.

The rumor suddenly woke up, thought for a moment, and bowed his head: "It's my subordinates confused."

"The purpose, the purpose is important. You can endure the details and process, keep awake at all times, and don't be too eye-catching."

"Yes." Feng Yan saluted and retreated. Feng Jue dyed the snow eagle in his hand with a long cry, flew up again and followed the wind.