"My younger sister is no good and is not worthy of such praise from King Xuan. Furthermore, my younger sister is already promised to someone else. She came to accompany my mother today." Even though You Yuecheng was unhappy, he still smiled as he answered.
"Oh, she's already engaged! That's a pity. I wonder if you renege on that?" Feng Yuran did not look away because she was engaged. Instead, he smiled and turned to look at You Yuecheng carelessly.
You Yuecheng's expression changed drastically as he stuttered, lost for words. "This..."
"Eighth Brother, the reputation of noble ladies are very important. The lady of the Mingguo Manor is a famous talented lady in the capital and has a stellar reputation. Don't joke around and ruin her reputation." Feng Yuxuan smiled as he helped You Yuecheng. He made Feng Yuran's discussion of You Yue'e sound like a joke in just a few words, calming the stirring storm that had been caused by Feng Yuran.
"Third Sister, what poem have you written? Do you want to recite it for us to appreciate?" Mo Xuemin was very pleased when she saw the ladies around them were still washing their hands, and she could not help but ask with a smile. "Eldest Sister, you are joking. How would I know how to write a poem. I only know a few words, I don't even know how to put them together to make a poem. Judging by Eldest Sister's speed, I know that your poem is definitely good. You must teach me if you have time in the future, or I would embarrass you when there are such banquets again." Mo Xuetong smiled like a beautiful flower, intentionally raising her voice as she spoke respectfully. She had really not put much thought in her poem. Mo Xuemin had to be the star of the show tonight. Mo Xuemin rather liked what Mo Xuetong said and she pretended to show concern to Mo Xuetong, saying, "Third Sister, it is your fault that you don't know how to write. You have been
"What's that? Let me have a look." The attention of Feng Yulei who was sitting by the other side of Feng Yuxuan and always liked this kind of poems was caught by their beautiful sentences and got quite curious. Thus, he asked for it from Sir Qin who was sitting by the other side. Sir Qin was actually in the middle of trouble and didn't know what to do with it. He was wondering what to say next. When he heard that King Yan wanted to have a look at it, he stood up right away and handed it over to Feng Yulei obediently. Feng Yulei didn't have many concerns, taking it over and started to read, "Two butterflies on a splendid dress, red rouge was uneven. Standing alone in a colorful dress, waiting for the swallow to come back in the light rain." He put down the poem letter with a slight smile when he finished reading the poem, "It's a nice love poem which describes the loneliness of an unmarried girl. The misses waited for the swallows to come back and waited a
"Did you write the poem?" Queen picked up the poem and frowned. She didn't like such love poems, which shouldn't be from the hand of an unmarried girl from a rich and famous family. "To answer Queen's questions, it was written by me." Mo Xuemin concealed her smile and replied obediently with her head lowered. She loved the letter at first sight. She thought it was so beautiful and delightful. But she didn't expect it would win Queen's appreciation and felt quite proud. "This poem is too gloomy and sentimental for your young age. You're not supposed to be so maudlin as a young miss from a famous family." Queen said and put it on the table. Imperial Concubine Su took it over and then said to Mo Xuemin, who was speechless and aggrieved at Queen's words, "This poem is so nice that so many sirs like it. Grant her a reward!" A maid behind Imperial Concubine Su came out holding a jewelry box. It was pretty clear that there was somethi
Comparing his younger sister's future with his own, Sima Lingyun quickly decided to put his own future first. Once he was successful, he could choose a good marriage for her and have a large dowry prepared, which would be fair compensation for what he was about to do. He took the poem and looked at it for a while, then calmly placed it on the tray in the maid's hand. He didn't even glance at Sima Heyan, and replied to the empress obediently. "Although this poem is quite similar to mine, it wasn't written by me. Please do me justice." “If you didn't write it, why would your younger sister say it was yours and that First Miss Mo went to your study and stole it?" the queen said coldly as she fixed her eyes on Mo Xuemin. Mo Xuemin knelt on the ground, not daring to show any emotion."Your Majesty, may I ask my younger sister about it?" He turned to Sima Heyan. "How do you know the poem written by First Miss Mo was exactly t
There was a grand feast in the palace and all the maids had their own business. She couldn't be away for too long, or she might get herself in trouble. Mo Xuetong’s smile was pure and glamorous. It looked like she was chatting with a warm-hearted elder sister. She glanced at the maid. "Why do you think I’m Third Miss Mo? I'm Fourth Miss Mo." "You're not Third Miss Mo? It's impossible. You and First Miss Mo were the only ones who came to Mo Manor. You sat behind First Miss Mo, so you must be Third Miss Mo. Fourth Miss Mo is not here in the palace." The maid said, realizing too late that she shouldn’t have. "So the one who was sitting behind my first sister must be me!" Mo Xuetong smiled and it was all clear to her. No wonder Mo Xuemin insisted that she should sit closely in front of her today. Previously, some lady wanted to sit close to Mo Xuemin but was refused because she wanted to sit with her sister, and acted as though they had an int
"Go quickly, we won't be able to watch the show if we go late." Feng Yuran snapped his fingers, and a figure appeared in the dark. He had men in the palace as well – Feng Yuran was extraordinarily powerful. Mo Xuetong was shocked! "Relax. Come with me." Feng Yuran was in a good mood when he saw that she was not afraid. He reached out to wrap an arm around her slender waist and, before she could cry out, leaped in the air. She could hear his lazy laughter as he said, "Don't be afraid. We will be there soon. We had better find a good spot to watch the show."Mo Xuetong struggled weakly, but did not manage to wrench herself out of his grasp. They were still rising, and she didn’t dare make a sound. She wrapped her hands around his neck subconsciously and stole a glance down. The roofs of the buildings below them sped by quickly, and she hurriedly closed her eyes. Her lips trembled slightly and she bit down on them tightly. "Don't be afraid. We w
Mo Xuemin woke up bleary-eyed, holding her head. She did not know where she was and could hear the voices of people talking and yelling. An urgent sense of danger gripped her, and her mind quickly cleared. She turned around to find a man she did not know lying on the large couch behind hers, his clothes in disarray. Looking down, she saw that her clothes were equally untidy... She heaved herself into an upright position. She remembered everything. She was coming to Qingfang Pavilion with Mo Xiu earlier. They had taken a more secluded path, because it was shorter. The shortcut was much darker than the main roads, which were lit brightly. She had intended to take the main roads when she reached Qingyu Pavilion . You Yuecheng had mentioned in his letter that Qingyu Pavilion was meant for people to rest in, especially on holidays, such as today. The emperor would be at the festival as well, which meant the empress and the other consorts would go
Consort Yu had been in the palace for five or six years. While there was not much news about her in the previous years, she had won the affections of Emperor Zongwen in the past two years. The usually cold, empty Caiwei Palace became a place Emperor Zongwen frequented the most. Lady Yu quickly became Consort Yu, jumping several ranks in one go. Being an imperial consort in Great Qin was a great dividing line. Imperial consorts could continue to stay in the palace and be supported by the new emperor even after the current emperor passes. If they had any sons, they could leave with their sons and travel to their lands freely. Once one became an imperial consort, their path would be bright than that of a mere lady. Consort Yu had jumped through ten ranks in two years and was very much doted on by the emperor. However, she had not managed to have any children. She was very fond of her younger brother, though, and thought of him often. As such, young master Yu
It was midnight when Feng Yuran came back from the palace that night. Under the light, Mo Xuetong's beautiful face looked pink, which he had been praying for for a long time. Although he was tired and dizzy, he felt relieved.Fortunately, Bai Yihao did not make a desperate bet. That day, he looked calm on the surface, but in fact, he was already sweating on his back.If Bai Yihao had threatened him with Tong'er's life...If, Bai Yihao was determined not to give up...If Bai Yihao wanted to get Tong'er even if he would destroy her...He would really don't know what to do!Fortunately, there were not so many "ifs". Fortunately, Bai Yihao let go in the end. Even though he had already known Bai Yihao's character, he was still very nervous and flustered at that time in that place. Caring too much disturbed the mind. In this life, Tong'er was his weakness, but it was the weakness that he was willing to have.
Looking at the confident Bai Yihao who had a smile in his eyes, Feng Yuran suddenly put on an enchanting smile. He squinted at him and asked, "Tong'er is smart. If she knew that it was your mother who poisoned her mother back then and the poison in Auntie Fang's hands was left by your mother, what would you do?"This was a fatal blow, and Bai Yihao hid it in his heart. He thought that no one would mention it!The smile froze on Bai Yihao's handsome face. For a moment, there was a hint of blood in the corner of his warm eye. He put away the smile on his lip corners and looked at Feng Yuran viciously. "You're really funny. How could that poison have something to do with my mother?"That was the topic he didn't dare to mention. He even felt guilty and his heart was even twisted."It's a strange poison, so it must have come from a strange place. There was no way for an ordinary concubine to get it. Even though Auntie Fang died in the r
Since Yan Kingdom had taken in some remainders of Ding General Manor, the country would definitely become the Qin Kingdom's enemy. Bai Yihao was the commander-in-chief of Yan Kingdom. On the surface, the only person in the Qin Kingdom who could suppress the troops of Ding General Manor was King Xuan, Feng Yuran. In the past, Fu General and King of Xian were on different sides of Ding General Manor. They seemed to be friendly on the surface, but in private, they held each other back.The war drew near. Feng Yuran bid farewell to Mo Xuetong and led the army to the border. It was winter, so it was a little cold. Mo Xuetong stood on a small mountain town outside the city gate and could not help crying with a handkerchief in her hand when she saw the purple general's robe disappear from her sight.Mo Xuetong felt sad and could not hold back her tears when she thought that he had to go to the battle field and could not sleep well. The war was urgent and he had to
Yan Empress heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing Lan Yanwen looking calm, she said politely, "That's right, that's right. I can't stay here any longer. I'll leave this to you." She was still the dignified Empress of the Yan Kingdom."Goodbye, Your Majesty!" Lan Yanwen lowered his head and bowed respectfully, which was no different from his usual attitude. Yan Empress waved her hand with satisfaction, took her people to get on the carriage at the back door and returned to the deep palace.Yan Empress left, surrounded by a large group of people. Lan Yanwen slowly raised his head, and his beautiful eyes were inexplicably deep in the flickering light. He stared at the back of Yan Empress and walked to Princess Royal's body that was lying on the ground, speechless for a moment.The night was very quiet, as if the sound of people's breathing could be heard!After a long time, Lan Yanwen ordered, "Somebody, take Princess Royal Mingzhu out! Alo
It was Yan Empress's voice!In the dark, Mo Xuetong didn't dare to move. She bit her lips and even held her breath, hiding in the rockery. Although it was secluded, Yan Empress came with so many people, and she might find her. If Mo Xuetong fell into her hands, it would be terrible!"Sister Yunruo?" Princess Royal helped Nanny Qin to stand firm under the light. Looking at Yan Empress, who was protected by a group of secret guards and eunuchs, she slowly restored calmness.There was no guard around her, and the only person beside her was Nanny Qin, who knew nothing about martial arts. She was sort of alone now.Mo Xuetong also saw Lan Yanwen hiding in the dark beside Yan Empress. "He came as well?"This small courtyard of the Lan family gathered all kinds of powerful personage unexpectedly. It was quite lively."Sister Mingzhu, it's not easy for you to remember me. Why don't you come to my palace to have a
Seeing that there was something wrong with his expression, the Yan Empress knew that Bai Yihao was still worried. She gave a sweet smile and wrapped her soft arms around Bai Yichen's neck. Her breath was fragrant and she smiled seductively in his ear, "Don't worry. He still thinks that I really want to send some people to the East Palace and have been focusing on investigating the women in the Beauty Gathering Palace. When we succeed in the harem, it will be too late for him to do anything.""The old man won't suspect us, will he?" Bai Yichen paused for a moment and was still a little worried."Don't worry. Even if he senses something is wrong, he can't tell his son. Most of the imperial physicians in the palace are our people. When the right time comes, whichever palace he will die in, it has nothing to do with us!" The Yan Empress smiled as her eyes raked over Bai Yichen's handsome face, and she looked even more charming.However, as the two
With a thud, the memorials to the throne on the table were slammed to the ground, and Emperor Zongwen's face had darkened."Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please take care of yourself." Regardless of the memorials to the throne that were scattered all over the ground, Liu Xi hurriedly turned around to support Emperor Zongwen, who was about to fall down with one hand covering his chest. His usually calm face was filled with anxiety and panic."B*tch, that b*tch, how dare she... deceive me!" Emperor Zongwen's face was purple. He reached out to cover his chest and said a few words with difficulty. As he opened her mouth, he spat a mouthful of blood. Liu Xi only had time to cover his mouth with a handkerchief before he immediately became dispirited and was helped to sit on the throne."Your Majesty, please take care of yourself. Even if you don't look out for yourself, you still have to consider His Highness," Liu Xi persuaded anxiously as he served E
In the dark night, the wind rushed backward and poured into Mo Xuetong's mouth and nose. Her eyes were blurred. Subconsciously, she stretched her arms behind her, held the comer's waist tightly and buried her head deeply in his arms. Then she let out a breath slowly, her nose full of the scent of a familiar man. As she breathed, his scent heavily enveloped her, which made her feel inexplicably relieved and softened.The man gave a little chuckle in her ear, and his warm breath fell on her earlobe, making her itch like a feather. "Tong'er, don't be afraid. It's me!"In the satisfied sigh, she felt that his grip on her body was getting tighter.His voice was mellow and leisurely, like the alcohol that had been brewed for many years and was filled with an intoxicating aura.There was less noise following him. He landed lightly on a horse in front of him. Then Mo Xuetong was turned around and landed steadily in his embrace.
Mo Xuetong did not use the Lan family's horse carriage. There was indeed a horse carriage sent from the Crown Prince's East Palace parked at the entrance. After they got on the horse carriage, Qing Zhu asked, "Miss, how did you know that the person is not the true head of the Lan family?" There was nothing different in air, deportment, or appearance between the man and the head of the Lan family."I am just an orphan daughter of the Lan family. Even if the Lan family values me, there is a limit. Even if I can enter the East Palace in the future and be favored by His Highness, it will still be a matter of the future. The Lan family does not lack beauties in their back courtyard. It is already a great honor for me to send Minister of Public Works to meet me. It is said that Minister of Public Works is the best husband in the hearts of the princesses," Mo Xuetong stated with a faint smile. She took the tea that Qing Zhu poured for her and took a sip before she leisurely re