Chapter 722 The letter that was not sent

Come out of the old lady's yard and returned to her yard, Mrs. Qu almost gritted her teeth angrily, picked up everything at hand and smashed it to the ground. For a moment, all kinds of precious porcelain broke the ground. The maids were scared and trembling. They stood at the door and did not dare to move, for fear of annoying the righteous master who rushed to his head. Son, get into trouble.

When the things in the room were almost smashed, Qufu stopped breathlessly and sat in a pile of broken utensils with a gloomy face. After a long time, he stood up and ordered the mother brought by his mother to come in and took out the letter she wanted to send out of the house today from her arms, which was the evidence she had sorted out for a long time. According to the original, I wanted to send it out in person.

It doesn't look good now! The dead old woman is staring at her.

The dead old lady is about to die and still comes to take care of her own affairs. When this evidence is sent out, the whole Fugongfu will be full of doors to see if she still has the strength to take care of herself. As long as these things are released in these days, it is impossible for those foxes to enter the door before they enter the door!

Mrs thought so, so repeatedly urged her mother-in-law to start it quickly. She always had to let the Fugong Mansion be destroyed in these three days. If it was not good, she had to take care of the people of the Fugong Mansion first. Mrs. Qu was not worried about herself at all. The Duke of Ming personally insured herself, and she did not do it anyway. There may be something.

What's more, this branch is not the heir of the Duke of Fuguo, and he will always be separated to become a side branch in the future.

The mother-in-law is Mrs. Qu's confidant. After getting Mrs. Qu's order, she stopped for a moment and left the house directly. Originally, the internal office of the Duke of Fu was Mrs. Qu. It was not her business that a woman wanted to go out.

Mrs Qu sat restlessly waiting for the news in the house. Although she had communicated with them, she was not sure, especially that she had repeatedly said that she should hurry up. I don't know if the Duke of Ming would be so fast. As for those words that she had sorted out several yards for the new aunt, she didn't care at all.

It's impossible to enter the house. What are you so worried about?

She turned around anxiously and waited anxiously for the Duke of Ming to convince her that Mo Xuetong had already got the letter. The woman was cleverly replaced by Mo Feng as soon as she went out, and now the letter was presented in front of Mo Xuetong.

Open the seal, and there is a thick pile of paper inside, some of which are very old and a few broken. At a glance, you can see that it has been going on for a long time, with faint yellow creases, but there are still a few new ones. The plum blossom letters on it are Mrs. Qu's. She said those broken words or old paper in detail one by one. Clear.

It can be seen that it took a lot of effort, and it can't be collected overnight. It can be seen that Mrs. Qu's heart has come from a long time. In the past, she or just wanted to find out the truth, but now she directly sends this out to subvert the whole Fugong Mansion. Mo Xuetong squeezed the corners of her lips and had more coldness in her eyes.

She can almost conclude that the matter of the Fugong Mansion in the last life had an inevitable relationship with Mrs. Qu. She didn't expect that Mrs. Qu, who had always been gentle in front of people, would do such a crazy thing, and even cultivated the whole Fugong Mansion. Although she must have an appointment with others, nothing will happen to her second uncle's mansion.

But if something happens to such a big family, how can the second uncle, the second master of the Fugong Mansion, really be okay?

I don't know how Mrs. Qu became so crazy.

My heart suddenly moved. Isn't this related to my mother? Last time Mrs. Qu almost lost her temper and her second uncle roared because of her mother. That time, she was heard by her second cousin. Now I remember whether it was because of her mother's existence that Mrs. Qu was so crazy and did not hesitate to destroy the Fugong Mansion.

It's because of my grandmother's preference for my mother, or my second uncle...

"Princess, what should I do now?" Molan looked at it clearly and was so scared that her hands and feet were cold. Some of those old things knew at a glance that they were not outside, but looking at the royal logo on the paper industry, those things in the Jin Palace should be true, and she couldn't help sweating coldly.

If this thing spreads to the outside, it will cause more than a little storm, and the Duke of Fu will be the first to take the brunt. Such a big thing, Princess Jin did not die in the conspiracy. Not only did she die, but also gave birth to a daughter. There is even a piece of paper written by Princess Jin to prove Luo Xia's identity. I don't know. Where did Mrs. Qu find it? There is also the seal of the old lady of Fuguo, which means that the old lady of Fuguo Mansion is also aware of it.

Mo Xuetong looked carefully at these papers one by one, and the more she looked at them, the heavier she looked. As long as these things were sent to the emperor, they were almost the evidence of the conspiracy of the Fuguo Mansion. At that time, the Fuguo Mansion could not argue. No matter whether what happened at that time was right or wrong, the Princess Jin was an imperial offender at that time.

The old lady of the Fugong Mansion not only took in the imperial prisoner, but also raised the imperial prisoner's daughter as his own daughter. The meaning is not just to adopt an unclaimed daughter, and the last few pictures confirm Mo Xuetong's previous conjecture.

Sure enough, it's true...

The fingers trembled on the last few pieces of paper. The years of these papers are not so long, at most a few years. Although the ink on it is much darker, it is still clear and there is no mark. However, by comparing the previous sheets, you can see that these sheets and the previous ones are out. From the hands of the same person.

And the earliest broken paper carefully left the corners, with a mark on the corners, on which the marks were exactly the princess of Jin.

It's really like this. It's really not dead. The smile on the corners of my lips is desolate, and my nose is sour, and I almost shed tears. I forced my eyes to turn my head with red eyes and no longer look at those papers with stories. There are some things that I can't think about more. The more I think about, the more it hurts.

In the last life, her own grandmother watched her fall to death and didn't reach out to pull her...

Almost made her unable to breathe. The pain of death surged up again in the last life, and there seemed to be a big hole in her chest, which made her breathless. The thick blood in front of her surged up layer by layer, and her throat was fishy and sweet. She wanted to suppress this fishy and sweet annoying feeling with a strong breath, but it was useless to press it again.

A mouthful of blood spewed out like this.

Molan's scream in her ear, but she could no longer hear it and sank into the thick darkness.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Xuetong regained her consciousness a little, but she still couldn't open her eyes, as if she had been locked in a world. She knew it in her heart, but she couldn't wake up. She tried again and again, she was weak again, and her headache was almost cracked.

In a faint time, someone was talking. The sound came far away, almost hallucinatory. I don't know if it was in a dream.

"...her...this poison...is there any relief now? What's going on now? Slowly, she seemed to hear it more clearly. She stopped struggling and wanted to listen to these words carefully. Although she didn't understand, she vaguely felt that it seemed to have something to do with her. Although the voice was still lazy, she could hear the anxiety and tension in it.

Is it Feng Jueran? She tried to move and wanted to stretch out her hand, but her hands were like lead. She didn't listen to the call, and her body and meaning were separating.

"This... is really difficult to save... the State of Yan... the Lan family... The prince of the State of Yan may have a way." The other voice was also familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was for a moment.

"...time... is not enough, just think of a way... to go to the State of Yan..." Feng Jueran's voice was full of unprecedented calmness, which almost made Mo Xuetong sad, but there was nothing she could do. Now he must lock his eyebrows. Originally, he had a lot of things to do, but now he has added a little more points. Mo Xuetong thought about it very much. Go and smooth the frowns between his handsome eyebrows, but she is powerless now.

"Go to the State of Yan... the eldest princess... There is movement, that's just right. Take a plan and follow along the way... The legendary jade xiao... The root... can be cured... It's better to go all the way."

"That's it!" The words were very low and deep, and the sound was decisive but seemed to be with a thousand emotions. One hand stroked her face, and her slender fingers were gentle as if they were touching a treasure. The strong doting and heartache could be felt even if Mo Xuetong was immersed in a dark cage.

The corners of the eyes unconsciously wet, slowly shed tears, and then everything returned to darkness...

Feng Jueran stood in front of the bed, reached out and stroked Mo Xuetong's pale and bloodless little face. He looked at her lying there quietly, as if she had lost all his vitality. His heart was in severe pain. His fingers slightly touched the tears that fell down Mo Xuetong's long eyelashes, and his hands slowly clenched their fists.

All the drugs have been tried and can't be detoxified. The only possibility is that it was passed from his own bodyguard. It seems that only the State of Yan is possible, and Bai Yihao seems to have a prescription in his hand, but the medicine is difficult to match. Bai Yihao is looking for it, and Feng Jueran is also looking for it. When Bai Yihao returned to China, he also hinted at Mo Xuetong He can't cure the poison on his body.

And deliberately repeatedly said that he was incomprehensible and could not have sex, unless he didn't want her life!

How could he not want her life, so he tried his best to find medicine and make excuses for himself again and again. Not having sex with her was not for the poison on her body, but just because of the promise he made to her at the beginning, or waiting for her to grow up, but in fact, the most important thing was that he didn't dare, he really dare!

Who would have thought that the arrogant and domineering existence would be so timid!

He is afraid of losing her!

Withaling her, everything seems to be boring. The high emperor competes for it. If he can't stand high with her, what's the use of him!

"Your Majesty, that's the decision. I'm going to leave for the border in the past few days. When the prince comes over, I can also have a response. I estimate that the prince of the State of Yan should be able to get the antidote. Since this poison is from the State of Yan, the antidote should also be taken from there. Prince Yan is even more extraordinary. Don't talk about it."

Qin Yufeng stood in front of the window and did not lean over. His eyes were calm with determination, but this determination was put in the deep eyes, and it was almost impossible for people to find the tension in his calmness.

"Okay, you take a step ahead, and I will be there later. You will pass on to me what you noticed." Once again, he gently stroked Mo Xuetong's white and tender face. Feng Jueran stood up decisively and strode away. What he has to do now is to deal with the things at hand first.

Then you can plan the next step...