Chapter 587 Joking, affectionate and gentle

Mo Xuetong nodded and exhaled!

She has made it clear to Feng Jueran about the matter of Yu Sirong. Speaking of which, Feng Jueran was also there at that time, but she suddenly remembered that Feng Jueran and Mo Xuetong thought that Yu Sirong, who was so seriously injured, could cure the injury. If you don't look carefully, you can't find it. It's definitely not occasional!

This means that there is a person with good medical skills helping her. Even the imperial doctor in the palace can't see her so well. If it hadn't been for Mo Xuetong, Feng Jue couldn't notice it. He was a person who had been disfigured. Except for his pale face, it didn't make people feel abrupt.

If Bai Yihao is here, or there is still some possibility, of course, even if Bai Yihao is here, he will not testify to prove Yusirong. He is the high-ranking prince of the State of Yan, how can he take action casually? In the past, the old prince of Fu wanted him to open a prescription, or after Luo Wenyou specially made friends with him, he encouraged him. It was difficult to come here once, which also gave Luo Wenyou and the Duke of Fuguo a face.

But if it weren't for Bai Yihao, whose medical skills would have been so good, and the man treated Yu Sirong and let her come out to frame herself. There seems to be some connection. The more you think about this kind of thing, the more suspicious it is, but there is no clue. If this mysterious doctor is not that kind of hidden master, There is another identity.

Thinking of this, Mo Xuetong felt a little heavy in her heart!

There is a feeling that that person is not a friend but an enemy!

Now I can only feel this person, but I don't know where this person is. Why don't Mo Xuetong feel anxious? The enemy hidden in the dark is the most deadly.

Feng Jueran has now done all kinds of things. A few days ago, he did a few practical things, which was greatly appreciated by Emperor Zongwen. The next step is to receive the prince of Nanman and the princess.

Because of their own particularity, the special envoys from Nanman have made it difficult to receive them. On the one hand, they have to protect their safety, and on the other hand, they have to negotiate successfully. The most important thing is the princess and the arrogant woman from Nanman he saw that day... Mo Xuetong just needs to think of it. This gives me a headache!

Which one is easy to get along with!

Aware of Mo Xuetong's abnormality, Feng Jue dyed her tightly and comforted her softly, "Pupil, what's wrong? You are usually the most calm, but you don't seem to be calm today?

Mo Xuetong sighed, was silent for a while, curled up in Feng Jue's arms, felt his slow breathing, and whispered, "I just think this is a little... unusual. If there is no one like Yu Sirong's guidance, it is impossible to enter the King of Chu's Mansion in that circle, and then harm me through Ling Ruier, last time That time in the Empress Dowager's Palace, I was very careful. How could Yu Sirong's character have such a big plan? Besides, you can also see her face. That's really good. Thinking of this, I'm a little shocked. Did we miss something?"

Feng Jue's dyed eyes darkened for a moment. He knew about this matter when he came back and reached out and touched Mo Xuetong's head: "It doesn't matter. I have asked the dark guard to investigate. Since this matter is related to Yushi, the eldest lady of the Qin family, it makes people stare at her. Since it is deeply hidden, naturally will not do it casually, so for the time being It won't matter. Just stare at the Duke of Dingguo. You can go back tomorrow. What happened this time always has something to do with you. Whether the Duke of Dingguo will not touch us, your father can't say anything.

This reminded Mo Xuetong. His clear eyes blinked and wanted to get up. His waist was tightly hugged by Feng Jueran. How could he get up? He had to raise his head to agree: "Tomorrow, I will go back to Mofu."

"Pupil, I'm sorry, I pulled you into this whirlpool." Feng Jue dyed the sound of sighing in his ear like a murmur, with a trace of pity. "When we wait for independence, we will definitely make you no longer have to look at other people's faces and worry that others will hurt you."

This is Feng Jueran's apology. With Mo Xuetong's guilt and his carefulness, Mo Xuetong knew that Feng Jueran had always been afraid that others would hurt him. He hugged his broad shoulders, moved up with a smile, facing his beautiful and charming handsome face, and his voice was sweet and gentle.

"What does it matter to you? Even if you don't marry me, Yu Sirong has long been enmityed with me. I can't say that without you, I would have been harmed by her. Look at her plan so precisely. If it hadn't been for me to marry you, Ling Ruier couldn't do anything about me, or you said you couldn't see me now. If you really, I have to say that I was lucky to marry you! Don't think nonsense. I don't regret marrying you at all!"

"Is it really not my fault?" Feng Jue's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, and there was no dullness at all.

"I don't blame you!" Mo Xuetong looked at him, and his lips overflowed with a beautiful and sweet smile. He stretched out his head and kissed his red lips gently and comforted him. Feng Jue dyed everything well and did everything behind him. At that time, he pretended to be something outside, but he always seemed to be a little uncomfortable with himself.

"It's good not to blame me." Feng Jue was relieved, and his eyes were bright. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly pointed to his lips and motioned, "If you kiss me again, I won't feel so guilty!"

"Feng Jue Ran!" Mo Xuetong blushed and subconsciously kissed him. It was all instinctive and didn't feel anything wrong. At this time, after being pointed out so keyly by him, his face immediately turned red. He stared and said coquettishly, "How dare you deliberately pretend to be pitiful and win sympathy!"

Seeing that her pink face turned red with naked eyes, Feng Jueran immediately smiled and said, "Okay, it's my fault. It's my fault. Then I apologize and kiss you!"

"Feng Jue Ran!" Mo Xuetong was so ashamed that she suddenly sat up, grabbed the soft pillow beside her and smashed him hard.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault." Feng Jueran grabbed the soft pillow with a smile, threw it aside, stretched out his hand to put Mo Xuetong's firmly solid arms, looked at her clear and beautiful eyes, and whispered, "Don't worry, the eldest brother's calculations have nothing to do with us. The eldest brother is now in the limelight both in the court or in the harem. We just need to watch. Many people can't wait. As for the Duke of Ding, as long as his father-in-law is not at fault, they can't let go. As long as he dares to probe his head, I can guarantee that he will find him immediately.

This gave Mo Xuetong a reassurance. She knew that Feng Jueran would not say anything casually. Since he had made up his mind, it meant that he was very sure. A stone hanging high in his heart fell to the ground, and his head lay on his chest, quietly closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Sensing the powerful ups and downs of his chest, in his warm arms, as if everything was still giving her a quiet feeling of time, took a deep breath for a moment and decided not to think about anything more.

The room became quiet, and only the sound of the wind blowing the curtain, and the green window screen floated high and floated up, as if it were falling like a dream. That feeling made people feel comfortable for no reason.

"Your Majesty, princess, dinner is ready." Molan shouted in a low voice outside the curtain. At this time, it was a little late. If there was no need to have dinner, the princess couldn't stand it for a while. Before that, the prince had already ordered them to prepare the dinner that the princess liked. At this time, the room seemed to be quiet and quickly replied.

"Pupil, are you asleep?" Feng Jue dyed and shook Mo Xuetong.

"None!" Mo Xuetong opened her water eyes, and the Yingying Fengjue dyed a beautiful smile and obediently let him pull himself up.

Feng Jue dyed the messy clothes for her and took her hand out.

Dinner has been prepared for a long time. It is all the sparse dishes that Mo Xuetong likes to eat. Mo Xuetong has always liked to eat some new sparse dishes. Feng Jueran is afraid that she will not be nutritious. He specially asked people to use the soup base of meat dishes as a topping for the vegetables. Before the meal, she also prepared a chicken soup with oily flowers to nourish her body. Naturally, some medicinal herbs were added to the chicken soup. The thick boiled one comes up.

Mo Xuetong also knew that she was not in good health, which made Feng Jueran very worried, so after sitting down, she obediently took over the chicken soup handed over by Feng Jue Ran and drank it obediently. Today's chicken soup was very strong, with some mushrooms in it, which was very fresh. Mo Xuetong's eyes narrowed into a line, put down her bowl, and also dyed Feng Jue. A bowl.

Feng Jue dyed took over, and her handsome eyes were bright and touching. The whole handsome face was charming. Several maids in the room all lowered their heads. How dare they see the amorous feelings of such a beautiful man? It was the exclusive customs of the princess. For others, the prince was similar to Shura.

After drinking the chicken soup in one breath, Feng Jueran waved his hand, and the maids all retreated lightly. The prince likes to be alone with the princess. If he disturbs the prince, he may die. The prince is not as romantic as the legend outside. Molan is still very satisfied with this.

"Ji Ran, are you going to finish the exam tomorrow?" Mo Xuetong put down the chicken soup and suddenly looked at Feng Jueran with shining eyes and asked.

"Well, what's wrong?" Feng Jue raised her eyebrows puzzled and didn't understand how Mo Xuetong cared about this big comparison.

"It's okay, I just want to ask, there will be three A after the exam. Who do you think is most likely to be the champion in this subject?" Mo Xuetong knocked on the bowl gently with her chopsticks and asked delicately.

"Why do you care about this?" Looking at her cute appearance, Feng Jue Ran stretched out his hand and touched her head.

"No, I just want to ask!" Mo Xuetong's lips pouted, patted his hand unhappily, but still asked, as if she couldn't stop asking.

"Okay, I said, I feel that Qin Yufeng is the most likely. He is a famous talent in the capital. Although he has not taken the big exam before, his father has also heard of his reputation for a long time. Several of his articles have also been handed over to his father. My father said that he is a talent, unique and talented."

Feng Jue dyed a leisurely smile and his eyes were shining, "Are you worried that Qin Yufeng will still follow his eldest brother to deal with you? No! He and his eldest brother have been going further and further away these days. I heard that when he entered the examination room, the eldest brother came to see him off, but he was undecided and lukewarm. Besides, if he dares to think about you again, I will break his leg.

Mo Xuetong stared at his joking eyes, and his expression gradually eased. His eyebrows stretched, and the bottom of his eyes were uncontrollable tenderness and peace of mind, as clear as water.

She saw clearly that although Feng Jue was laughing, there was not necessarily three points of truth in the joke.

He really cares about himself!