Although King Xuan, Feng Yuran, had a bad and dissipated reputation, Lin Yu, as the guard of Bai Yihao for years, knew clearly that King Xuan was the most terrible person in the Qin Kingdom. Superficially, King Xuan seemed to lead a raffish life as if he were a fatuous King who indulged himself into pleasure-seeking life, and although he was the most favorite son of Emperor Zongwen, he was just a little overlord like a straw bag.
But how was the fact like!
King Xuan had extremely atrocious means and took action resolutely without any delay. Besides, he was good at calculation, able to get 100% success every time he hit.
He could always launch an attack at the most suitable opportunity, no matter when he was grounded, reprimanded or injured... Every step he took was the most appropriate. It did make Lin Yu who once carefully investigated Feng Yuran's file begin to worry about his own master. To provoke such a person merely for a woman was not
"Your Highness, what do you think of King Xuan?" Qin Yufeng asked with a smile, as if he did not see that Feng Yuxuan was too furious to maintain his refined image. "The Eighth Brother is just a playboy and cannot achieve anything. He will pose no challenge. No matter how he racks his brains to fight, it is in vain that he has no background. All the people know that the Father Emperor spoils him. What waves can he make? It will only disturb the Father Emperor..." Feng Yuxuan covered his head and said indifferently. At that time, he just felt frustrated and feared if the Emperor knew all about it, he would get the fame that his behavior was so indecorous that he dared to cast greedy eyes to his brother's consort. With his favor to Feng Yuran, the Father Emperor would not spare Feng Yuxuan. Besides, that fame was not really good, different from his public image. Feng Yuran was just a playboy? Qin Yufeng's eyes flickered with contemplation in t
"Mo Lan, don't you think it is unusual that the two sisters always ask about the things in the palace?" Mo Xuetong looked at the tea cup thoughtfully with a dim smile in her eyes. Her words reminded Mo Lan, and Mo Lan thought for a while and nodded. "Yes. I remembered that the Second Young Miss He once privately asked Mo Yu about the things that we followed you into the palace, and the things about different consorts in different palaces, and who those more favored consorts were." Mo Lan was not stupid and immediately understood Mo Xuetong's words. "Mo Lan, why do you think they asked so many details about the consorts in the palace?" Mo Xuetong wore a smile, leaned back and lay down on the couch. The design inside the carriage was rather good and fully equipped. It was comfortable and convenient to take. However, this seemingly ordinary carriage had something special. There was a button beside Mo Xuetong. As long as the button was pressed,
An idea popped up in Mo Xuetong's head as she blinked her eyes in a pretense of being in thought. With an uncertain demeanor, she said hesitantly, "I heard that the most doted concubine in the palace is not Consort Yu, but Consort Zhao of Mingyue Palace. It was rumored that she was doted on for many years, and even the Empress can do nothing about her." "Consort Xian, Consort Zhao?" He Yuxiu was beaming with delight. However, she had a fast reaction and murmured to herself before immediately suppressing the exhilaration in her eyes, feigning envy. "How doted must Consort Zhao be for the Empress to have no power over her. I wonder how ethereal she must be!" He Yuxiu thought that she hid her emotions well but she did not expect Mo Xuetong to be placing close intentions on her reactions. The sudden change of emotions in her face was well observed by her Mo Xuetong. "What is the relationship between Consort Zhao and He family?" Just now, He Yuxi
"Who is Consort Zhao?" Lying in the arms of Feng Yuran, Mo Xuetong asked. It was rare that both of them were free in the afternoon and thus they took a nap together. Mo Xuetong knew that Emperor Zongwen sent a huge portion of official documents secretly to King Xuan's manor for Feng Yuran to read privately. He was indeed busy! She wondered how much disbelief those court officials would be when they knew all their documents were signed and read by Feng Yuran, especially since they had disdain for the flamboyant and incompetent demeanor he put up. "Consort Zhao?" The gentle smile of Feng Yuran turned cold as his pupils turned dark upon hearing this name. He snickered, "Tong'er won't know that Consort Zhao is my mother's sister." He was obviously a little angry and cold! "The birth daughter of He family?" Mo Xuetong pulled his hand over and rubbed it on her face, asking him with a little surprise. Consort Xian was th
Feng Yuran was indeed a reliable man. When Mo Xuetong woke up from her afternoon nap, the two documents were already sent to her table. She merely read the second half of the document about Yu brothers, choosing to focus on matters recently. Indeed, the Yu brothers were close to Yu Mingyong now, helping him resolve his sexual scandals, meaning that they had already formed the alliance with Consort Yu. Mo Xuetong flipped the documents as she thought about the situation. She then closed it and engaged in deep thought before picking up the document about Princess Royal. Her expression immediately changed once she had flipped two pages of the document! She placed the document down after reading it meticulously twice. She frowned as a chill ran into her heart, and her limbs turned cold as if they had been immersed in cold water. No wonder her secret guard would call Mother Third Princess! No wonder those secret guards would be plott
"How... how did King Jin obtain that edict?" After a long while, Mo Xuetong finally found her voice, with her shocked eyes turning bright once more. She lifted up his head difficultly to ask Feng Yuran, a bitter smile passing across her lips. The news was too incredulous. Such an incredible edict placed King Jin in a position of definite victory. However, the late Emperor still won the throne. What exactly happened that made King Jin, who was so close to the throne, turn into a rebel! Feng Yuran leaned back and pulled Mo Xuetong to his chest, patting her gently on the back of her hand. The gold and silver collar shone brightly on his purple coat, complementing his dazzling and emotionless gaze. He was as beautiful and composed as a painting. "King Jin was incredibly powerful back then, with one of his spies next to the Emperor. He stole the empty edict out of the palace. However, the late Emperor caught wind of that and acted first, destroyi
In the end, this kiss that almost went out of control ended with the escape of Feng Yuran. After taking a cold water bath, Feng Yuran came over and saw Mo Xuetong already asleep on her bed. When he saw her red and swollen lips smiling, Feng Yuran's lips curved up involuntarily as well. He took off his outer coat and climbed onto the bed, relaxing only when he hugged the slim figure of Mo Xuetong. In his arms, all of Mo Xuetong's fear and anxiety had disappeared. She laid beside his body and nestled like a kitten that just found its comfortable nest. She sighed satisfyingly and slept in his arms. Seeing the gentle smile on Mo Xuetong's cute face and the twitching of her long eyelashes, Feng Yuran could not help but lower his head to kiss this lazy and adorable woman before closing his eyes. When he woke up the next day, no one was around her. She touched the cold blanket next to her and realized that Feng Yuran had been awake for a while. Per
It was spring. All the followers bloomed in the Princess Royal's Manor. Along the corridor, flowers blossomed in a riot of color. What a unique scenery among the corridors and pavilions. Six of them walked into the mall, as they laughed and talked. Princess Royal arranged the banquet in the inner parlor. Because a few people attended it, and most were close relatives, there was no need to avoid any inconvenience. So the guests were served around one table in the middle of the parlor, chatting and talking with happiness. Princess Royal sat at the head of the table, with Feng Yuxuan, Feng Yuzhen, and Feng Yuran sitting successively on her right hand while Ling Fengyan, Wang Yueyue, Mo Xuetong on the left. It was proper arrangement in the age order. Feng Yuran was most satisfied with it, because he and Mo Xuetong were the youngest, that was to say, sitting around the table, they could sit side by side finally according to the arrangement. Feng
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