The tyrant only favors the alluring concubine

Chapter 149 Six palaces without concubines 1
He said softly, the woman rushed into his arms, he smiled and closed his eyes.

Yan Hansan helped Feng Mochen take the pulse with a solemn expression, looked at the woman in white, stared at her, and said coldly, "I have seen your flaws, do you think Feng Mochen can't see it? "

Yan Xiaoyu puffed her mouth, she was uncomfortable with the human skin mask on her face, and said a little aggrieved, "Sister Bai can't show up again, Feng Mochen will torture me to death, and he didn't admit his mistake just now! "

Yan Hansan rolled his eyes at him, and snorted through his nostrils to express his contempt, "Feng Mochen just fell into a hallucination, so he didn't see your flaws, and when he wakes up after taking Hanjiu, he will surely I want to understand!"

Yan Xiaoyu propped her chin with both hands, and said somewhat dissatisfied, "It's only a matter of time, brother Mingyue will come here tomorrow, let brother Mingyue think of other ways."

"Go get water, I'll help him detoxify while he's unconscious!" Yan Hansan injected his internal energy into Feng Mochen's body to help him survive.

Yan Xiaoyu nodded obediently, took the basin and walked towards the river. The river is Quyou River, which has surrounded the small village for many years, but the forest here is dense, so the riverside looks a bit gloomy.

Yan Xiaoyu was dressed in white, with a white face on his face, and was fetching water by the river, but a man with scarlet eyes suddenly appeared in the river. The man was as handsome as a god. Looking at him in surprise, "Are you swimming in the river?"

Yan Xiaoyu asked blankly, the male lead didn't answer her, but just rushed forward and told him to hold him down, Yan Xiaoyu started screaming, "Who are you? Let go..."

The man reached out and touched her Ya acupuncture point, she struggled silently under him, she shed tears in horror when she was offended by a stranger for the first time, the man kissed her cheek, his hoarse voice rang in her ears, "I'm sorry , I will marry you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he covered her eyes with his wet coat...

When Mingyue arrived, Yan Xiaoyu was lying there in a coma. When he saw that she was naked, he knew what had happened. He didn't unlock her acupuncture points, but sealed the nightmare in her head with silver needles. Like memories, when Yan Xiaoyu woke up, she had already changed into clean clothes, and Aya stood by her side, looking at her worriedly.

Seeing her puzzled look, Mingyue smiled and said, "Senior Brother has asked Aya to follow you from now on to protect your safety, Xiaoyu, this time you have a face, Aya is the only disciple of Senior Brother."

Yan Xiaoyu smiled and showed her teeth. She didn't understand why Feng Mochen suddenly let Aya follow her inseparably. However, it's not a bad thing to have a martial arts master behind her, at least climbing trees and hunting is not a problem.

Yan Xiaoyu is still Yan Xiaoyu, but she always has a strange nightmare, in which she is raped by a man, she lives happily every day, looking forward to Bai Liruo's return by Feng Mochen's side.

Feng Mochen didn't talk much, and couldn't bear to refute Yan Xiaoyu's face, so he forced a smile. His strange poison had been cured, and Ming Yue's love gu was hypnotized again, because if Bai Liruo wasn't around, his love gu was very little. Attack, but the body is much better.

It's just that he was depressed all day long, standing on the hill every day looking at the direction where Bai Liruo blew up the waterfall, always thinking in his heart that maybe one day, Bai Liruo would run towards him with a smile like Yan Xiaoyu that day.

But he still didn't wait for Bai Liruo. In the blink of an eye, it had been more than a year since he left the palace. This remote village traveled thousands of miles to invite him back to court.

Looking at the capped green mountains, he finally understood that she could not come back, and when he turned around, her black hair turned into snow, her navy blue robe, her snow-white hair, and Feng Mochen's expression was indifferent.

He crawled on the ground, "Long live" sounded one after another, he walked slowly towards the carriage with his steps, it was time to leave, if she had already left, what was the use of him keeping her?

"Senior brother, Ziyi has already returned to the palace. I'm afraid you have to go back and deal with her." Mingyue said indifferently. In the early days, Ziyi's East Factory really played a big role. Many problems that could not be solved in person at the court, Ziyi took care of it all by himself, but now, Guotai Minan doesn't need Ziyi anymore.

Feng Mochen nodded, "I will take back all the rights in her hands and let her be raised in the harem."

"Brother, are you really alright?" Mingyue was a little strange, so calm, he really didn't look like Feng Mochen, but if he could see him, he would be like a blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening, then he would understand what he was up to Is there anything wrong.

"Of course I'm fine, but you, I still can't figure out who the person you like is?" Feng Mochen looked at Mingyue with a smile.

Ming Yue also laughed, "I'm lying to you, there is no woman in this world who can make me fall in love!"

"Lying is not a good habit!" Feng Mochen looked at Mingyue and sighed slightly.

"I'm not lying. If you love someone deeply and reach a high level, you will be like me. When you face her, it's like you've never been in love before!" Mo Chen didn't quite understand, he just nodded in agreement, "Perhaps, there will be a day for me, if I see Ruo'er again, I will be calm, as if I have never loved her before."

"You will never have such a day!" Mingyue smiled, putting her hands on her knees, she didn't know whether it was because of the bumping of the carriage, or because of her trembling, her fingers were trembling slightly, and her knuckles were turning white .

"Why?" Feng Mochen looked at Mingyue with a smile.

"Because, you love Bai Liruo, and Bai Liruo loves you deeply, you can't taste the taste of unrequited love, so you can't be indifferent to love." Mingyue smiled deeply.

Feng Mochen nodded, "It makes sense, but now I love Ruoer, but she is not by my side, isn't this the same as unrequited love?"

"It's not the same!" Ming Yue resolutely pushed open the window of the carriage, "Did you feel it? There are swarms of butterflies flying here..."

Feng Mochen shook his head, "You can feel it like this? Your inner strength has improved again."

"It's not that my internal strength has improved, but the fragrance of the butterfly belt is too familiar. They remind me of a story about a butterfly." Mingyue said indifferently, her curled eyelashes cast a fan shape on her eyelids silhouette.

Feng Mochen looked at him suspiciously, waiting for his next words, he said softly, "There is a woman, weak and stubborn, when she thought she lost her body to me, she told me that even if she died and turned into a butterfly, she would Follow her beloved man all the time, brother, this man is you, and the person she wants to follow is you!"

Feng Mochen looked at her steadfastly, the carriage was still bumping forward, Mingyue's hand was still on the curtain of the carriage, when he turned his eyes, miraculously, a group of snow-white butterflies flew in the distance, the white was dazzling, The white is dazzling, but the white butterfly seems to be flying in an orderly manner. The beautiful white butterfly is as agile as a playful fairy, following the carriage from a distance.

Feng Mochen's phoenix eyes were filled with unbelievable eyes. In this world, there really are white butterflies. There really are. He remembered her words, "If you die, I will also turn into butterflies..."

"If you turn into a butterfly, you must be the most beautiful white butterfly in the world..."

"How can there be a white butterfly in this world?"

"Yes, you are!"

The familiar voice lingered in his mind, and the tears in Feng Mochen's phoenix eyes flickered, he held back, the heat in his heart continued to rise, his head was full of fishy smell, he opened his lips slightly, and the fishy smell melted into a stream between his lips With the spray of blood mist, he jumped out of the car and ran towards the white butterfly in the distance. His heartbreaking voice sounded in the deep jungle, "Ruo'er—"

The accompanying officials wanted to follow, but Ming Yue stopped him, "Let him go, he has his own choice."

So the large group of people waited in place, and a strong fragrance wafted in the air, accompanied by the dancing of the beautiful white butterflies, which could not be dispersed for a long time.

Feng Mochen walked with Baidie, the white hair on the back of his head reflected the black brocade clothes, the bright color was shocking.

The handsome man walked with the white butterfly, and the white butterfly surrounded him, as if he had found his master for many years. The verdant forest, the fluorescent white butterfly, and the gorgeous white-haired man, were as beautiful as a fine brushwork painting .

Feng Mochen's white hair is in a bun, the rest of the hair hangs down on the left chest, the facial features on the thin cheeks are deep, and the facial features are extremely beautiful. Bai Die walked together.

Whether it's hell or heaven, he recognizes both, as long as there is her place, he is willing to abandon everything and go.

The white butterflies flew farther and farther, wading through the turbulent stream, and over the thousand-foot high mountains. Feng Mochen was not sure if he was still in the territory of Chu State. As time went on, there were fewer and fewer white butterflies. Flying away in the middle, Feng Mochen looked at a bell tower at the end, melodious bells came from the bell tower.

He walked up the steps along the road, and a boy sweeping the road came to stop him. He stood there and saluted the boy slightly, "Little master, I am here to find my wife, and a group of white butterflies brought me here... ..."

He turned around, and the white butterfly had disappeared, but a middle-aged nun with a benevolent appearance came out. The nun put one hand on her chest, "Almsgiver, this is an important place for Buddhism. If you burn incense, it will be at the front door."

Feng Mochen returned the salute, "I'm sorry, I'm not here to offer incense, I'm here to look for my wife, her name is Bai Liruo."

The nun took a deep look at Feng Mochen, said a profound Buddhist gatha, closed her eyes and said, "Almsgiver, please go back, there are no wives here, and those who do are all Buddhist disciples who have escaped into Buddhism."

Feng Mochen looked around, the strong fragrance was still there, he believed that Baidie must be hiding nearby, looking at the nun, he said stubbornly, "Master, it is convenient for monks and others, it is impossible for Baidie to bring me here for no reason , if she must be here, you'd better let me go in and find her by myself."

After finishing speaking, he was about to rush in, when suddenly a cold air flow hit him, he stepped back a few steps, and a tall man in gray clothes appeared in front of the pagoda, he saw her kind eyes and kind eyes, but her whole body exuded a kind of embarrassment. A strong breath that cannot be ignored.

The visitor put his hands together and nodded slightly, "Oh Amitabha! Donor killing is too heavy, it is not suitable to come to the quiet place of Buddhism, please go back!"

Feng Mochen took a few steps forward, looked at the gray-clothed nun and said, "Dare to ask the honorable name of the master, I am Dong Chu Feng Mochen, I came to look for the missing wife, I hope the master can help me!"

The nun said "Oh Amitabha" again, "The poor monk's name is Huiqing, please come back, Lord Feng, there is no one you are looking for here!"

Feng Mochen continued to step forward, "Master Huiqing, if there is no one I'm looking for, why do you stop me?"

(End of this chapter)