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
This was no normal dispute between consorts and the proper wife since the main nanny of the house heard rumors from the tightly restricted back garden. It seemed that the Feng Yuran's King Xuan's Manor was not invulnerable even though his own Jinwei Hall did seem like to be a solid stronghold. In dealing with these people, Mo Xuetong would not be kind and gentle for she was defeated in her previous life because of her kindness. When she let her opponents off, she was harmed in return again and again. If she used harsher methods once she entered Duke Zhenguo's manor, and beat all those who created trouble or chased all of them out, none of the following troubles would have occurred. At that time, her maternal family was holding a high status, and no one dared to oppose her. Hence, this was a great opportunity to punish and beat up a group of people. She had the idea long ago but was merely finding a suitable opportunity. Even th
Feng Yuran was indeed met with an accident. He fell down from his horse and injured his leg. Even though it was fortunate that this did not make his disabled, he still had to rest for a few days at home due to his prestigious status as a prince. Furthermore, the imperial doctor stated that his leg could really be disabled if he did not rest well! The entire King Xuan's Manor was immediately on high alert as good medications and herbs were sent into the manor consistently. Even the imperial palace sent bountiful amounts of medications to King Xuan's Manor as they were afraid of any mishaps happening to the doted prince of the Emperor, for no one could take responsibility for his injury. Some were sad, some were disappointed, but others were delighted! This matter happening at this crucial junction made everyone who had been paying attention to Feng Yuran relax! He had to rest for at least three to four weeks after having injured
The Lady of Xian had always been close to the Empress Dowager. If there was anything that troubled her, she would tell the Empress Dowager. However, she did not go to the Empress Dowager whom she was close to. Instead, she was alone with a grave expression. Her niece's marriage had something to do with the Empress Dowager and she was not too pleased with that. A prince who was related to the Empress would be none other than King Ning, who caused a huge furor. The Empress Dowager wanted the Lady of Xian's niece to marry Feng Yuzhen? Mo Xuetong was worried. This was not a suitable marriage. Given the Empress Dowager's expertise in plotting, this should not have happened. No matter whether it was in status or position, it was not a suitable match. Lady of Xian's family did not have a high position in court. At most, the young lady was just a daughter of a fourth or fifth-grade official. At the most, a title like that would make her a second con
"That's not up to you!" Feng Yuran smiled and then stood up suddenly. Mo Xuetong did not have the time to react before he swept her into his arms. He brought her to the couch and sat down with her in his arms. He pointed at the bowl of medicine on the table with a charming smile and said, "Tong'er, do you intend to drink it yourself or do you want me to help you?" "Help?" Mo Xuetong pouted, feeling extremely melancholic! He thought that pinching someone's nose was considered helping. However, when she saw the determination in his eyes, she knew that she had to drink the medicine. He allowed her many concessions but insisted that she take the medicine. She picked up the bowl helplessly and looked at Feng Yuran bitterly. Then, she blinked her large eyes at him, looking wronged, and asked, "Do I really have to drink it?" "Yes, hurry up!" Feng Yuran's long eyes seemed to glimmer. He looked at her with a vague smile on his red lips.
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