Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter

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Mo Yarui fainted suddenly, although later woke up and said that it was not a big deal, that was some physical exhaustion, as long as a little attention was paid. In the event of such a thing, Feng Xuanxuan would not stay any longer. When I left, I repeatedly told the wind and the dye that tomorrow I would not use the excuse of discomfort, or the emperor would be really angry.

Feng Yanran also delivered Feng Yanxuan to the door, and repeatedly promised that she would go to the banquet tomorrow, and she would definitely not be lazy.

By the time Feng Xieran returned, Mo Xuetong had changed a home-made light green full-breasted skirt and walked out of the inner room. Seeing Feng Yan dyed in, she took the scarf in the hand of Yahuan and pulled him. The placket motioned him to lower his head and use a papa to wipe his sweat for him.

It will still be summer. This time, it will be delivered to the gate of the house, but there is a long way, and the wind and the dye are very hot. Only a moment later, I saw sweat on my forehead.

The girl ring in the room had long since retreated.

Feng Xie watched Mo Xuetong stomp her feet and wipe his sweat carefully, so she took the fragrance of her body into her own arms, and her eyes were almost dripping water, and she stretched out her hand. After passing through Xue Xuetong, despite her struggle, she hugged her chair and drew a long breath on her neck, murmuring with her eyes closed: "Still Tongerxiang."

"No more seriousness." Mo Xuetong Jiao pursed her lip, pushed her, and saw that he still ignored, and simply reached out and pulled his ear, "Tell you what's the matter."

"Say." Feng Yan said lazily, opened his eyes, and turned his head to see her displeased water eyes wide, filled with depression, straightened his body, and reached out and patted her. On the back, he said that he was listening very seriously and focused, and then smiled slightly, and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Hitomi wants to know about the string of superb Nanzhu necklaces?"

"Where did that string of necklace come from?" Mo Xuetong leaned against Feng Yanran, her mouth slightly hooked, and asked.

Her beautiful eyes contain some faint wise light. The whole person is as pure and soft as a beautiful lotus, but she has the transparency and alertness different from other women, which makes her as a whole more misty. The shrouded ethereal temperament, Feng Yanran looked at her side by side, and her eyes were softly doted. Zhu Hong's lips curled up, and she looked at her with a smile and asked, "How did Tonger know this necklace? "

She is really not good at answering this. She ca n’t say it was the last life. She heard it. She simply shook her sleeves and shook her coyly: "You do n’t care where I know, you first say if this is the case. There's a problem with the necklace, and you happen to know it? "

Seeing her charming eyes showing trust, Fengyan's eyebrows were delighted for two more points, her eyes were dying towards the wind, and her handsome, almost evil face had a gentle smile: "The string of Nanzhu is The gift from Nanmang Land was presented to the Father Emperor. I received it a few days ago, because the Prince Nanman had an accident, so the box was not sent. I thought about it for a few days, and someone would remember it. Come on. "

Although his voice was lazy, there was a touch of coldness in the corners of his eyes, and a hint of yin came out of his eyes, making his handsome face a little more blood-thirsty like Shura. The hand of his good big brother is really Long, the news came out there. He had a reaction here, and it was really abominable that he wanted to encourage Tonger to open the decorative box.

Mo Xuetong stretched out his hand to pull the falling arm veil to the wrist, and Shuimu blinked and smiled at the wind: "The King of Chu deliberately raised this string of South Pearl necklaces in front of me to spark my curiosity. Heart, go and open that box. Is there something invisible in that box, so you ca n’t open it? "

In the last life, Mo Xuetong deeply locked the backyard, so even if it was a big event that shook the field, she only knew a half-clawed claw, and only knew that one of Zong Wendi ’s most beloved pet concubine died undead, and that same princess palace died together. Many people here, and the death is terrible, the reason is that this string of south pearl necklaces given by the queen, all the arrows all point to the queen, for which the emperor Wen Zong hated almost the obsolescence.

But she did n’t know what the specific reason was. She thought about it in the pavilion for a long time, and always felt that it had something to do with this box. Otherwise, this item was a tribute to Nanman. How could the queen be okay and give it to the pet concubine? Later, something like this happened. Nanman's objects were weird and they should be prepared for.

Feng Yanran held Mo Xuetong in one hand and propped up on the table with one hand, and the purple robe sleeves of the blood-stained mandialo outlined by the red silk thread intertwined with gold thread dangled from his elbow. Yin Hong's lips twitched slightly, her face was full of charm, her eyes were filled with joy, listening to Mo Xuetong's careful analysis.

The eyes are pleated with pleats.

"The box was sent by Nanman. It was covered with the national seal of Nanman. It had to be opened. The seal must be different. And I heard that in Nanman, this box is also called Dora's box. Ra means disaster. This shows that the so-called national treasure of Nanman town was originally a curse, but it has been dedicated to the altar in the Nanman sacrifice temple, and fewer people know its true meaning. "

"So what do you do? Would you like to donate this box? What can you do if something goes wrong?"

Can't bear to see Mo Xuetong's frowning brow, Feng Yanran stretched out her hand and gently stroked her slightly frowned brow, explaining softly, seeing Mo Xuetong's eyebrows were smoothed, he stretched out his hand again Holding Mo Xuetong's fingers as tender as green onions, put them on the lips and kissed gently, then half lifted his nimble eyes, and saw Mo Xuetong's heartbeat speeding up, she could not help cursing this guy The appearance is really fascinating.

Even if he had been married to him for so long, he would still be seduced by the style he inadvertently revealed.

Feng Yanran was very satisfied to receive a trace of obsession from Mo Xuetong's eyes, took Mo Xuetong's hand, put it on her cheek and gently rubbed it, enjoying the tender skin of her palm with satisfaction, with a smile: "Relax, You do n’t need to worry about this. No matter what the Nanban place and Feng Yanxuan have to do with each other, I will have nothing to do. Some things are not only known to him, I also know. ”

His palm was rubbed slowly, like a stream of limbs that meandered along the bloodline, Mo Xuetong's eyes narrowed. Although the pupils were blurred, the idea was still clear: "Is Feng Xuanxuan and Nanman The three princes in the land are connected, so this coming Prince Nan Man is gone, or is it related to him? "

"It doesn't matter, these are prepared for the husband, rest assured." Feng Yanran soothed her, pulled her hand again, and kissed.

Mo Xuetong was kissed numbly by him, and there was a faint wave mark in the water eyes, and he charmingly picked the beautiful eyes and said, "I do n’t want to care about those things, and I ca n’t manage them anyway, there is you, but the two people in that city You must not get involved in this girl, it must be the backyard thing. You are a grand king, if you show too much attention, it is not beautiful. "

Feng Yanran knows what she said, and understands that it's really inappropriate for her to intervene. On the one hand, she really shouldn't be in charge of some little girl ring, and on the other hand, she knows that if she manages more It will inevitably attract the attention of Father Emperor, and maybe make Father Emperor feel that Tonger is a kind of jealousy. When something happens to him in the future, he will put all the responsibilities on Hitor's head.

However, letting Tonger deal with it, he was really uneasy.

Seeing that he was still hesitant, Mo Xuetong's stunning water eyes showed some grievances and injuries: "Do n’t I just invite you to trust, and I am not acting alone, and not all of your men have helped me get it right Just wait for me to respond when necessary. It ’s hard. You do n’t think I can, so you do n’t believe me? ”

After speaking, the faint mist in the water eyes was actually weeping, and the wind felt a distress, and reached out to hold her tightly in his arms, and sighed: "Okay, all the pupils I naturally believe in Hitomi, but if something really happens, you must not be tough. Remember that whenever you have me behind, as long as Hitomi needs me, I must be your unwavering backing. "

What he said was not loud, even with his lazy voice, and with an inadvertent temptation, he felt like a feather brushing Mo Xuetong's heart, and immediately made his nose feel sour It seemed as if something was dripping from his eyes, biting his lips a bit, and it hurt a little, but it also made her feel clearly that he really distressed her.

The tenderness in her heart almost overflowed in batches, warming her almost to a creepy feeling. She stretched out her hands, subconsciously hugged his lean and strong body, and buried his head deeply in his arms. , Sensing his strong and powerful heartbeat, making him almost drowned in his tenderness.

"What's wrong, where is it uncomfortable? I'll ask someone to see the doctor, isn't it just that you have a heat stroke?" Feng Yanran immediately hugged her.

Mo Xuetong's body is pretty good for a while. Although her body's poison has not been cured, after conditioning, she is better than before. She is so comfortable that Feng Yan immediately thinks about the matter of Mo Yarui. With heatstroke, Hitomi is fragile and naturally can't compare to others.

Mo Xuetong was originally moved to tears. At this time, he was so nervous, his heart was sweet and sour, and he wanted to laugh. He simply took a small face in his arms, and said softly: "It's okay, it's just a little tired."

She wouldn't be really sick at this time. If it was passed on to a doctor, it would not make a joke.

Feng Yanran was a daze first, and then came to understand, a smile flashed in Feng's eyes, hugged her into the inner room, gently placed her on the couch, and said gently: "Have a good rest, don't be too I'm tired. I can give you the two girl ring things, but I'm not tired. If I don't obey, I don't mind solving the incident myself. "

"Rest assured, I won't be tired, and I will get things done, rest assured." Mo Xuetong drew a small face from his arms, slightly pursed her pink lips, and repeatedly promised.

How busy the wind is, only she knows, it looks like a person who is okay in weekdays. Only Mo Xuetong knows that he often discusses things until late at night, and sometimes falls asleep in the early morning. She is her How can his wife not solve some simple things for him, let alone those things, she is more willing to solve them by herself.

The last life, the last life, was the level that her heart could never let go. Is the He Family, the Southern Barbarian Land, all tainted? Whether or not, in this life, since he wanted him, she would stand with him.

Feng Yanran held a hand and looked at Mo Xuetong with a slight smile. The ink in her eyes was quite clear and clear. Where did she not understand the meaning of Mo Xuetong? The eyes were almost soft, and the kiss was gently on her face and lips. Gentle and gentle, like treating the most treasured treasure ...