Mo Xuetong and Feng Yuran found out about the news very quickly. Feng Yuran had been speaking with Mo Xuetong as she lay in his arms. When they heard the news, the two smiled and their eyes crinkled with delight.
Ling Fengyan had planned well indeed!
She managed to get Feng Yulei locked up. Mo Xuetong felt avenged no matter how she thought about it as Feng Yulei had once plotted to kill her. You Yuecheng had helped Feng Yulei to plot against her several times as well. It was great now. Even Feng Yulei had fallen. This was great news.
"Ling Fengyan had plotted well. No matter whether she marries you or is sent back to King Chu's Manor, she would not lose." Mo Xuetong pouted her pink lips. She felt angry when she thought of how Ling Fengyan's plot had almost affected her marriage. She leaned against Feng Yuran's chest and complained.
Ling Fengyan had plotted well indeed. If Mo Xuetong had been sent to King Chu's Manor or King Yan
Mo Xuetong thought that she would find it difficult to go to sleep. She had always found it difficult to sleep in a new bed and when she first came to Cloud City, she had a hard time sleeping. She would startle awake from her sleep and wake up several times at night. She did not expect to sleep so well in Feng Yuran's embrace this time. She did not dream at all. When she opened her slightly heavy eyes, what she saw was his handsome face. He leaned slightly on his sight; his beautiful slender right hand was under his head. His long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, spread around him. He seemed extremely handsome, charming and elegant. Mo Xuetong pursed her lips. She had to admit that the man in front of her was too handsome. Otherwise, why would the most beautiful woman of the capital, Ling Fengyan, want to plot against him? And he was the one who had caused all that trouble at the wedding. He was truly trouble! Speaking of which, he
Mo Xuetong and Feng Yuran entered the palace. The first thing they did was to visit Emperor Zongwen. They entered the great doors of Qianqing Palace to realize that the other two pairs of newlyweds were already there. They were the latest. Feng Yuxuan was still as gentle as usual while Feng Yulei seemed as if he had suffered a blow. He had lost a lot of weight and seemed to have aged ten years. He did not seem as elegant and noble as before. When he looked at others, his eyes did not hold the same sinister look they usually did. After what happened, if there were no other incidents, he would only be able to live the rest of his life out within high walls. He was a prince, but all his desires and thoughts had been beaten out of him. Even though he was still a prince in name, he was to live the life of a criminal. There was no other color or light in his young life. However, Mo Xuetong could keenly sense that there might still be a chance for
They did not go to Cining Palace in the end. The three pairs of newlyweds had only just left Qianqing palace when the Empress Dowager's servants came to tell them that the Empress Dowager was ill. She had fallen asleep after taking medicine and told them to visit when they are free. That meant that she was not in the mood to receive them. The Empress Dowager's status was still higher than theirs, as such, everyone just said something to show their concern. Then, the three pairs of newlyweds left! Feng Yuxuan wanted to take Ling Fengyan to see Consort Su. Feng Yulei and You Yue'e returned to King Yan's Manor. Feng Yuran brought Mo Xuetong to a palace that had not been lived in for a long while! Anhe Palace. It was silent in the great all. Consort Xian had long passed away. However, while it was quiet in the great hall, it was not in ruins. It was obvious that someone had been keeping it clean and even the incense in the incense
In the following days, everything went well. Because Feng Yuran was seriously injured, Mo Xuetong returned her paternal home alone the three days after their wedding ceremony. Therefore, Feng Yuran had prepared generous gifts for her, for fear that Mo Xuetong would be wronged since he was unable to accompany her there. Although Emperor Zongwen asked Feng Yuran to learn to administer affairs of state, Feng Yuran was still "injured", and it was acceptable that he was recovering from his injury at home. Even he did not receive any visitors. As being refused, many people knew cleverly not to come anymore, except Feng Yuran's uncles. His two uncles brought two beautiful cousins to the manor almost every day. Even if they got the reply that the King was ill, and the King's consort was looking after him so as not have time to receive them, they still did not give up. The two uncles insisted every day regardless of winds and rains, showing their determination tha
"Well, rest assured. Li Youmo is definitely a good husband. It is a good thing that Your cousin can marry Li Youmo, since she can both escape from the Empress Dowager's scheme, and enjoy happiness. Your grandmother is so prescient. Could she make the wrong decision? Tong'er, you don't need to worry about anything." Seeing her confused but smart eyes, Feng Yuran said with a smile and stretched his hands to her and kissed her hair on the temple. "Your Royal father is not..." Looking at his handsome and gentle face, Mo Xuetong felt unaccountably relaxed, and the words rushed out involuntarily. Before finishing speaking, she covered her mouth hurriedly, and her long eyelashes flashed. She clung to his chest without saying a word. Even though something was no secret, it was still clearly unpleasant. Sure enough, the atmosphere froze immediately. Feng Yuran did not answer her but closed his eyes and fell into a silence. Mo Xuetong was annoyed abou
King Ning, Feng Yuzhen, did return to the Qin, but did not stir up too many waves, and was received by King Chu, Feng Yuxuan on the second day of his marriage. Then, Feng Yuzhen came with Feng Yuxuan to learn to administer the affairs of the government. And the days passed leisurely. Feng Yuran almost recovered himself. After being urged by the Emperor several times, Feng Yuran also came to learn with them. Then, Feng Yuran went to the court normally, just as the Emperor said, "Old Eight finally grew up after getting married and can do business!" Only one thing made Mo Xuetong depressed. That was, she had to take medicine every day which Feng Yuran got from somewhere. The medicine was too bitter and astringent. But she had to take it and just was told that the medicine would heal her health injured by Auntie Fang's plot in childhood. Therefore, Mo Xuetong was required to take medicine to tonify primordial Qi. Otherwise, it would affect her pregnant capaci
After achieving their objectives, the two sisters did not linger and said their goodbyes to Mo Xuetong. "My Lady, they did it purposefully." Mo Yu complained unhappily while she kept the tea set. "You saw through that too? Mo Yu is smarter and smarter now." Mo Xuetong smiled as she asked. Hearing Mo Xuetong's compliment, Mo Yu could not help but laugh proudly. But the thought of the intentions of He sisters made her face swell up in anger again. "Of course I saw through it, the He sisters' intentions to live inside here or they would tarnish His Highness' reputation was written all over their faces." Mo Yu complained angrily for her lady's sake. The two sisters were indeed shameless. They pretended to be aristocrats but came personally to talk about their marriage, something that was too crude for any aristocratic ladies. The two looked around in greed at the objects in the manor, and were all about to drool! The
"It's alright. Just let them stay, it's empty anyway." His hoarse voice brought out the unconscious laziness within. Mo Xuetong felt that his manhood was still and thus dared not move much, allowing her breast to be pressed under him and her limbs to be controlled by his hands. "But..." If this continued, she would be crushed! "No buts! Turns out my uncle wasn't as simple as I thought." Feng Yuran flipped over from her body and released his hands on her. His breathing relaxed as he kissed her hairs softly, a tinge of mockery in his lazy voice. "What do you know?" Mo Xuetong understood what he meant and turned around too. She blinked her clear pupils and widened her eyes, asking anxiously. "Do you know who will be marrying the eldest daughter of He family?" Feng Yuran blinked his eyes deviously, a seductive smile appearing on his enchanting face, mockery amidst his devilish aura. "You know him." A man that she knew