Chapter 364 - Luo Mingzhu’s Belated Marriage (1/2)

Chapter 364 Luo Mingzhu’s Belated Marriage

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 that they would not come back unless being received.

Mo Xuetong had intended to meet them, as she wanted to ask about something from the two uncles. However, a piece of news disturbed her that Luo Mingzhu and Li Youmo were about to get engaged. Li Youmo? The ruttish son of the minister of the Ministry of War? The news made Mo Xuetong unsettled.

So she took Mo Ye to the Jinwei Pavilion where Feng Yuran lived.

It was said that the vantage ground to monitor the fire that night was where Feng Yuran was living now. He did not sleep with Mo Xuetong in their bridal chamber, and had to wait till Mo Xuetong finished her observance of mourning duty. Therefore, they had to live in separate places nominally. Now, Mo Xuetong was living in the Feng Yuran’s former place, which was the main yard of the manor.

Mo Xuetong entered the courtyard of the Jinwei Pavilion. Since the guards had already informed Feng Yuran, she came to the room without any hindrance.

There were several files in front of Feng Yuran, and he was reviewing them as leaning against the couch beside the window. He took up the writing brush beside his hand and made some comments on them from time to time. He lay there casually, as the large purple robe was also casually on him. At the sight of Mo Xuetong, his phoenix eyes took on some smiles, and his handsome face brightened up.

“Tong’er, come here and sit.” Seeing Mo Xuetong come in, Feng Yuran put down the files and patted his couch. His eyes gleamed with amorous feelings, making his beautiful face brighter and more striking. How could the man be so beautiful? Mo Xuetong could not help staring at his beautiful face, and her heartbeat quickened uncontrollably.

No wonder someone was determined to marry him regardless of defying the rules.

Exactly, he was born to seduce women!

“I sit here.” Mo Xuetong retracted her watery eyes and said solemnly.

Today, she came to talk with him something serious and should not be disturbed by him. Mo Xuetong took an oblique at him consciously and thought she’d better stay away from him today. Thinking that he hugged and kissed her too tightly to take a breath, Mo Xuetong felt her ears were burning. “This man…”

He was never serious at any serious moment.

“I never thought that Tong’er has such a hobby.” Feng Yuran said intentionally, as his lips twitched lazily and his eyes blinked.

“What hobby?” Mo Xuetong blinked and asked with a smile.

Feng Yuran pouted his lips, pointed in her directions, and said, “Does Tong’er like to talk to me on the floor? I didn’t know it before!”

His remarks made Mo Xuetong realize that there was no place to sit in his room except the couch on which he was lying. It was completely domineering. Looking at the empty floor, Mo Xuetong flushed uncontrollably and gave him a pretty glare. And she simply walked to him and sat beside his feet.

“Come here. What are you afraid of? We are not the same as before. We don’t need to do it privately.” Feng Yuran looked at her and said with a tease.

Mo Xuetong went pink again by his words and thought Feng Yuran’s words were rather obscure, as if they two had been having some private affair. Luckily, there was no one else there. Otherwise, what would the others think about them two? He was so shameless that he dared to mock her up. Ashamed and annoyed, Mo Xuetong simply stood up, pouted her pink lips, and said to him.

“Your Royal Highness!”

Before Mo Xuetong spoke more, Feng Yuran stretched over his hand to hold her slim waist and pulled her to the couch. He leaned his body and asked her, displeased, “What are you calling?”

“Yuran, my husband.” Mo Xuetong immediately understood what he meant and answered obediently as her face was flushed with embarra.s.sment.

Feng Yuran rejoiced with her words. His slim lips fell on her face, and then, her curved-up cherry lips. He tasted them carefully, as if she were the worthiest treasure.

Mo Xuetong did not expect his fast movement. She clung to his warm and thick chest, and got burned by his kiss before he did anything else. She could feel nothing but his flexible lips just dipping into her lips and teeth and sucking peremptorily her sweetness, enjoying the red lips.

After a long time, Mo Xuetong was allowed to take a breath. She shoved away his red lips which were about to come again and said in annoyance, “I have something serious to say.”

“We’re doing the serious thing. The thing about human relations!” He said seriously. But for his handsome face as amorous as the spring ripples, and his narrow eyes gleaming with ecstasy, his words sounded real.

“I come here for a serious matter.” Mo Xuetong covered her red lips and rolled her watery eyes, with a lovely look of fearing his one more movement.