The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 231 Girl Waiting For Me

Jun Yeli hugged Feng Wuxie very tightly, so tight that he almost rubbed her into his arms, not giving Feng Wuxie a chance to breathe.

"I was looking for you, and it was so hard to find." Jun Yeli suppressed his emotions, swallowing all the ups and downs into his stomach.

Now he just wants to taste the taste that he misses every day, his woman, the pet he accidentally lost.

But Feng Wuxie is not in the mood now, Feng Qingyun is still in the prison, and Feng's family is still accused of treason, she needs to do all of this.

Everything Jun Yeli did to her now would only embarrass her even more.

Taking advantage of Jun Yeli's distraction, Feng Wuxie pulled out his hand and slapped Jun Yeli in the face forcefully.

There was a crisp slap, and Feng Wuxie's hand felt numb, but Jun Yeli was caught off guard, and was slapped sideways by her slap.

The burning pain on his face made Jun Yeli's sanity a little clearer, his misty eyes gradually cleared up, and after seeing the anger on Feng Wuxie's face below him, he was stunned.

What happened to him, how could he do something so inferior to a beast?

Jun Yeli admitted that he wanted Feng Wuxie, but he didn't use such a strong method. Fortunately, Feng Wuxie's slap woke him up.

After closing the collar for Feng Wuxie, Jun Yeli took a breath and sat up slowly. Seeing a layer of crystal clear tears in Feng Wuxie's eyes, the guilt in his heart deepened.

He just acted like a bastard and almost raped the woman he loved the most.

"If you haven't had enough of it, then hit it again." Jun Yeli's tone was extremely sincere, and if Feng Wuxie could calm him down by beating him, he wouldn't mind being slapped a few more times.

Feng Wuxie gathered his clothes and sat up from the bed, his heart was full of grief and anger. If he had martial arts now, he would definitely stab Jun Yeli several times.

"Prince Xuan, please recognize your identity. You are the sixth prince of Xichu, and I am the concubine of Nanfan. There will never be a relationship between the two of us."

These words are not angry words of Feng Wuxie. The Feng family has been convicted. No matter what happens in the end, there will always be someone who will pay the price.

Whether it's Gong Moran or Emperor Chu.

The two people's positions are different, and Jun Yeli and her are getting further and further away. Feng Wuxie doesn't believe that Jun Yeli hasn't thought about this.

Or, this time, Jun Yeli was also responsible for this incident.

Feng Wuxie was really scared, she never dared to expose herself to anyone easily.

Looking at Feng Wuxie who was covered in defense, Jun Yeli's heart ached like being pricked by a needle. He wanted to prove his position to Feng Wuxie, wanted to express his heart, and treated her as before, without changing at all.

But something has happened, even though he didn't get involved, it is still inextricably linked with him.

Because of himself, Feng Wuxie suffered so much, Jun Yeli felt that he had failed.

"Don't worry, Feng Qingyun is fine now." These days, Jun Yeli has been tracking down the person who framed Feng Wuxie, trying to find evidence to prove her innocence.

It's just that Feng Wuxie doesn't like what he's doing now, and she no longer trusts him.

The trust between them was pitifully low, after this incident, Feng Wuxie even hated him.

"No, my own relatives, I will save them myself, Lord Xuan, thank you for your kindness." Feng Wuxie's cold words pierced Jun Yeli's heart piece by piece like knives, causing him to hardly breathe smooth.

"Why do you make it difficult for yourself? Why do you even reject me? You know in your heart that I will not harm you." Jun Yeli lowered his posture, wanting to explain clearly to Feng Wuxie that he is not Feng Wuxie As expected.

In order to find her, he traveled all over the country, how much he suffered, how much he suffered, Feng Wuxie would never know.

He gave up his ambition, and handed over the chance he had come so hard to get. In Jun Yeli's eyes, no prince or throne was as important as Feng Wuxie.

Feng Wuxie tidied up her dress, and smiled coldly: "Prince Xuan is really affectionate, I'd better leave these words to your future princess, I hope what happened today was just a misunderstanding, my husband is still waiting for me to go back, so farewell .”

After finishing speaking, Feng Wuxie turned and left.

"Are you really going to be the concubine of the Nanfan king?" Jun Yeli's painful voice came from behind, Feng Wuxie's heart hurt slightly, but the corners of his mouth lifted into a smile.

"Yes, so what?"

Jun Yeli clenched her hands tightly on both sides, wanting to grab her hands that were about to leave, but afraid of offending her, she could only stand there helplessly like a child, watching She disappeared from his field of vision.

For a moment, the pain was suffocating.

After Feng Wuxie left completely, Jun Yeli said to the air: "I want to end the matter here as soon as possible."

A voice sounded from outside the house: "Master, is this too risky?"

Now that Jun Yeli has not obtained the crown prince position, even if he succeeds, it will only make the situation more difficult.

The only way is to get the crown prince's seat as soon as possible, then it will be a matter of course.

Jun Yeli sneered: "Adventure? I walk on a tightrope every day. When will I be safe?"

He had already made up his mind, if it wasn't for what happened to Feng Wuxie, Jun Yeli would never have thought of ending it early.

Only after everything is settled, will he have a chance to fly away with Feng Wuxie.

After a while, the people outside the house responded in a low voice: "Your subordinate will do it now."

Jun Yeli lay on the bed slowly, stroking the quilt under her body with her hands, there was still Feng Wuxie's warm body temperature on it, her fingertips seemed to still linger with her fragrance, but wherever the tentacles touched, it was A piece of ice cold.

Her girl was getting further and further away from him.

"Girl, wait for me, don't make a decision so early, wait for me..."

After Feng Wuxie escaped from Jun Yeli's palm, he adjusted his emotions outside before walking back.

But she seemed to have forgotten that someone was still waiting hard, and went directly into another room to rest without saying hello to Mo Sang.

Today's troubles made Feng Wuxie's mind confused, and naturally he forgot to find ice cubes for Mosang.

When the morning light shone on Feng Wuxie's body, she opened her sleepy eyes, blinked, and suddenly her eyes widened, as if something flashed in her mind.

When Feng Wuxie remembered what it was, she hurriedly got up and ran to Mosang's room.

When she walked into Mo Sang's room, she found that Mo Sang had finished washing and grooming, and he was dressed in a royal robe, making him look extraordinary and handsome.

It's just a big bump on the forehead, which is still very dazzling, and it seems that the swelling has not subsided at all.

Seeing Feng Wuxie coming, Mo Sang's dull eyes glowed with a gleam of brilliance, and he didn't mean to blame her at all: "Here you come? Change your clothes quickly."

"Then your injury..." Feng Wuxie said with some guilt, "Should I deal with it?"

I thought to myself, this princess of mine is really incompetent.

Mo Sang touched the swollen bump on his head, gasped in pain, and said proudly: "It's nothing, just a small injury."

Seeing that he really didn't mean to blame herself, Feng Wuxie also breathed a sigh of relief, and then remembered that it was indeed wrong for them to live in the palace now.

Mo Sang's eyes swept away, and he inadvertently saw the red mark on Feng Wuxie's neck, his expression froze, he was most familiar with this kind of mark.

Only after a woman is loved by a man will she have the mark.

Could it be that Feng Wuxie didn't come back last night and was with another man?
But thinking of the relationship between the two, Mo Sang swallowed the words he wanted to question, and he was Feng Wuxie, so what qualifications did he have to ask.

"Let's go, leave the palace." Putting away her emotions, Mo Sang smiled a little far-fetched, raised her feet and walked outside, but after passing the threshold, the smile on her face gradually disappeared.

Tall body, alone, but somewhat lonely.

When foreign vassals came to Beijing, they could only live in post houses, and were not allowed to set foot in the palace without the emperor's summons.

Feng Wuxie nodded, she didn't have many things, she just waited for Mo Sang to finish changing, and then the two of them could go out of the palace.

Not long after, a carriage slowly drove out from the gate of the imperial palace. The carriage was luxurious and gorgeous, and the jewels on it dazzled so much that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

Feng Wuxie was still dressed as a princess, with a veil on her face, sitting in the same carriage with Mo Sang, looking at the slowly receding palace walls, the suppressed pain in her heart seemed to burst out.

Feng Qingyun is now locked in death row by Emperor Chu, and will be executed only after Qiu Hou.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped.

Feng Wuxie recovered from his wandering mind, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Gong Moran in white clothes standing not far in front of the carriage.

I haven't seen him for a few months, and he is still as warm as a piece of beautiful jade, but now that Feng Wuxie is in his eyes, he can't see a trace of warmth.

Only the infinite coldness and unfeelingness hidden in the bottom of the eyes.

The wind blew the corners of his clothes, his white robe fluttered, his straight body was like an ancient star, without any sign of retreat, but the tight lips and cold eyes made Feng Wuxie's heart stabbed A knife is uncomfortable.

He is no longer the gentle and jade-like Prince Jin.

From friend to enemy, it is only a moment.

Mo Sang's eyes were narrowed, revealing infinite coldness. As the king of the Southern Domain, it was a shame that he was stopped by a prince.

"Keep going." Mo Sang ordered aloud, the hostility in his eyes was full, as if a heavy wheel had run over Gong Moran's body, and he was happy.

(End of this chapter)