In March and April, it was getting warmer with blossoming flowers. Pedestrians in the street were dressed brighter. In order to match the beautiful clothes, young ladies began using various moon-shaped fans. It was a good time for spring outings to appreciate flowers, plants, and other scenery.
Mo Xuetong put on the clothes sent by Mo Huawen early in the morning. It was a piece of fine-gauze palace dress embroidered with colorful clouds. The bright blue color looked simple and elegant, and it seemed pure white when looked close and turned slight blue in the distance. Her hand held a white fan painted with a landscape in Chinese ink. Her slim and white fingertips were revealed from the sleeves, appearing more beautiful and delicate.
She grew taller, and her slender and soft waist was outlined apparently in such a floor-length dress.
"Miss, old sir said the peony over there is very famous in full range. Common people are not permitted to come
"Your Excellency, if you are telling a joke, I would like to listen to. Just at the flowers-blooming moment, it is not bad to listen to a joke." Mo Xuetong smiled and said disapprovingly. She shook the fan in her hand with a look of listening to a joke. Her bright eyes curled up charming. Obviously, she was in a good mood. "What if it is true? And your father has agreed!" You Yuecheng sneered with some anger. How could the little woman treat the marriage indifferently and describe the most important thing in life as a joke? It did make him angry, as no woman dared to neglect his presence. "Even if my father agrees, I won't agree." Mo Xuetong smiled and picked up a peony, then continued to say, "Your Excellency, this peony is named 'Qu Rong'. It only blossoms in the spring that it likes. As for other days, it will not blossom even if the environment is made as the spring days." She seemed to talk to You Yuecheng inadvertently, but turned over
Emperor Zongwen's edict arrived not long after Mo Xuetong returned to the manor. The edict declared that Princess Anping was demure and virtuous. The Emperor has bestowed marriage upon her and the eighth prince, King Xuan. They were to be married after a date was picked. The edict had come suddenly and it was completely unexpected by Mo Huawen even though he knew that Emperor Zongwen had the intention of letting Tong'er marry Feng Yuran. They had communicated about this in private but Mo Huawen was biased against Feng Yuran and he also felt that since Mo Xuetong was in mourning, the Emperor would not bestow a marriage so soon. However, he did not expect the edict to come so quickly, and he was flustered. "Eunuch Liu, when does His Majesty think the marriage should be held?" Mo Huawen almost could not smile and he asked lead eunuch, Eunuch Liu, worriedly. "His Majesty says that it should be as soon as possible. Sir Mo, as you kn
The Emperor excused the Mo Manor from official duties and had Princess Anping, who was still in mourning, marry the seriously ill King Xuan to bring him blessings. The wedding was on the same day as King Yan's and King Chu's, which was in a month. The betrothal gifts have started arriving, but because it was later than King Yan's and King Chu's, it was slightly hurried. However, since it was an order from Emperor Zongwen, everything that was supposed to be presented was there. Since the Empress Dowager was ill, the matters of consort selection continued quietly. It was a very low-key affair. Only a few consorts were brought into the palace. King Yan's Manor and King Chu's Manor had a few new concubines, but the consort position remained empty. After all, the two Kings had not yet had their marriages, it was not appropriate for them to take second consorts. As such, they would welcome consorts after they married. However, no new concubines entered King Xua
Emperor Zongwen had many sons, but most of them died young. The only sons who survived were the First Prince, Third Prince, and the Eighth Prince. Feng Yuran was the youngest. The following births were princesses. The first two princes were each given 50 strokes of the cane while no one knew if the third was alive or dead. Emperor Zongwen's intentions were not clear. Under such circumstances, with news of a new pregnancy after a long period of silence, many parties were quietly guessing that if Consort Yu were to have a little prince, what happened in the future might not be certain. The selection of the future heir to the throne might not be conducted amongst the three princes at all! Once news of Consort Yu's pregnancy spread, the Empress Dowager, who had been ill in Cining Palace, got up from her sickbed with difficulty and asked for the Emperor. No one knew what she said, but they knew that Emperor Zongwen immediately released Consort Yu from the Cold
Mo Xuetong cleaned up and went to Xu Yan's Yanyu House with Mo Xueqiong. They only sat for a while when they heard someone announce that First Miss and First Sir were here. Old Sir would like the two young ladies to greet them. Mo Xuetong and Mo Xueqiong left together. In the study, Sima Lingyun's expression was one of defeat and his eyes were cold. He was newly married and should be energetic and happy. However, his smile seemed forced for some reason. It did not look like it was sincere at all. He glanced at Mo Xuemin and there was a flash of disgust in his eyes. Mo Huawen saw that and his eyes darkened. "Father, I heard that you are having a slight cough. Mother told me to bring this hundred-year-old ginseng. She said that one will catch a cough and hurt the lungs easily during this season. You have to be careful." Mo Xuemin said in concern with a gentle smile on her face. She seemed not to have noticed Sima Lingyun's forced
Looking at Mo Xuemin and Mo Xueqiong posturing, Mo Xuetong's eyes flashed a cold feeling of hatred. She thought, "The two vicious sisters won't stop bullying me till my death." Mo Xuetong turned to Mo Huawen and said with a smile, "Father, since the eldest sister and the fourth youngest sisters insist on accompanying me to worship and comfort my mother in the other world, Tong'er, as a daughter, should go with them. Father, let us go together." Mo Xuetong thought, "I haven't avenged my mother's death. Although Auntie Fang was sent to that place, she hasn't died yet. And I won't allow her to die so easily. The hate is absolutely irreconcilable." "Good, good. Father, let us go with the eldest sister." Mo Xueqiong closed the door and answered before Mo Huawen spoke. She looked innocent seemingly, but a glint of cruelty and complacence flashed in her eyes, and she took a sideways look at Mo Xuetong. As it had come down to the point, Mo Huawen's
Then, screams rang. Mo Xuetong got dizzy by the violent jolt. She raised her head, seized the curtain and pulled it down heavily. Outside the carriage, the scenery quickly regressed, indicating that the horse which pulled their carriage was galloping forward crazily. The coachman had been bumped out of the carriage. That was to say, the carriage was completely out of control. "Third Youngest Sister, be careful." Mo Xuemin walked wobbly to Mo Xuetong and grabbed the carriage with one hand. The carriage was shaking so severely that the three of them were all unable to stand still but just reeled. So Mo Xuemin could not walk to Mo Xuetong at that time. The caring words in her mouth could not hide the ruthlessness in her eyes. The real intention was revealed in the end. It had come to the last moment. "Third Eldest Sister, I come to help you." Mo Xueqiong also struggled to Mo Xuetong's direction, as if to reach hands to hold her.
Mo Xuetong's figure fell down. Suddenly, a figure in white ran faster to hold Mo Xuetong who was dashing to the ground. He stretched out his hands to hold up Mo Xuetong and was about to fall to the grass on the left. However, the shaft of the carriage was broken unexpectedly. As it shook violently, the broken carriage lost its balance and leaned to the left. Then, it crashed into the man in white who just stood well. The carriage broke up instantly. The man in white did not expect the accident and was knocked back to the cliff. "Young Master, let go!" Lin Yu shouted hurriedly. Because with the Master's martial arts skills, he was able to jump up easily if he did not hold anyone else. The back of the carriage also fell off the cliff. A heavy thudding noise with the crack sounded against the rock cliff. A huge crack accompanied by Lin Yu's scream spread to the ears of Mo Xuemin and Mo Xuetong who were in the front h
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