Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter

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Updated: 2014-01-30

"My son, I heard that the three Misses of the Mo family haven't woken up yet. They say it's a middle evil. They got sick well, and then the vitality died a little bit. (Baidu search updates faster ..)" On the side of the waterside, the fragrance was fresh. Alas, the boy in white as a snow, gentle and caressing the piano, the strings are distant, the eyes are slightly closed, and the listener is quietly listening to the people, the long eyelashes are covering the eyelids, not even opening the eyes .

The long and graceful fingers stroked the strings, and the sound of the piano suddenly cut off. The water pavilion suddenly calmed down, and the sound of the northeast wind whistling in the ears, blowing under the window screen of the window, making a loud noise, and the lake water. The sound of water rippling in the blue waves seemed to hit people's hearts.

In the silence, there was a heartbreaking coldness for no reason, and the dark guard Mo Ming gave a sting, his head more afraid to raise.

"I haven't heard of any hidden illness of Miss Mo Jiasan before?" Youyuan's voice seemed to come from the sky. Qinglang was a bit high, and her handsome face lifted slightly like a fairy, and her bright eyes fell on the station. On the side of the dark guard, his brows frowned unconsciously, and then he began to speak with gentleness and clarity.

"Miss Mo San is not bad, but she is not seriously ill, but she is malnourished, and she has some worries and depression. The situation of her mother-in-law is not painful, even if she is older, it is difficult to bear. The villain has helped It has been checked that this Miss Mo San is not a blindly oppressed master, so it is impossible for him to be bullied excessively, causing qi deficiency and blood vomiting. "An Wei knew that his son was a cautious and perfect person. He had conducted a complete investigation before coming. After passing Mo Xuetong, even everything in Yuncheng was investigated clearly.

The son's emphasis on this woman surprised him, but felt natural!

Although such a beautiful woman has not yet grown up, in a few years, it will inevitably lead the country. The son is only a rough idea. It is normal to have this idea. The beauty of the city is the best weapon for the other city. I believe it is a man. The beauty will be so heart-warming, the queen and the great prince will inevitably be unhappy for this!

But to the surprise of the Dark Guard, this Miss Mo Jiasan who was incapable of arrogance in the rumors of Beijing was so clever and cunning that there was a little bit of rebellion, so he told the son of nothing in detail, and as for his advancement and resignation, the son of himself Just judge.

On the decisive judgement of the son, the dark guard hit the police in his heart!

"Is it complete?" Bai Yihao stood up. Since he was standing long, his slender figure had a natural grace and elegance, noble Tsinghua, hair paint like ink, face like beautiful jade, eyebrows Shulang Junmei, a touch of The faint smile makes that handsome face seductive and elegant like the March sun.

"Yes, all of them are clear." An Wei sighed, knowing the habit of the son, or he did not reach out, he must be ready when he reached out, so after learning that the son is interested in Miss Mo San, the An Wei has been to Mo Xue Tong began to inquire about the arrangement, and now the matter about Miss Mo's three in the secret report has been compiled into a book, only to be seen by the son.

"How's the queen there?" Bai Yihao gently picked his finger on the string. The string made a crackling sound, pierced the eardrum, and cut the calmness in the air.

"Since the eldest prince obtained this painting, she has been hiding very well, not even the palace people around her, but the queen still heard it, but the queen did nothing, and still treated the eldest prince very kindly." Concealed and reported to the son the whole story of the news from Yan Guo.

"In that case, let's retreat!" Bai Yihao's handsome face with a pleasant smile sent the dark guard.

"Yes!" An Wei said, not afraid to say more, the figure flashed and disappeared on the waterside.

The water was quiet, the wind blew up his shirt, and Jun Meizhong was a little colder, sitting again. The bottom of his eyes was darkened, and his fingers lightly tapped on the strings, but they didn't play ...

"My son, my son Luo is here," cried Xiao Xiao from the waterside, and the winding corridor was a little far from here, and when the northwest wind was blowing, the direction was upwind from here, Xiaoyan You have to speak loudly to get it across.

"Let the son of Luo come here." Ru Yajunmei's eyebrows raised a smile, and Wen Ya calmly replied. Luo Wenyou came for Mo Xuetong. Come here fast, not as fast as Luo Wenyou usually. It turned out that someone had directed him to come.

Bai Yihao knows his own affairs. He is embarrassed in Daqin. On the one hand, he is the grandmother's most beloved grandson. On the one hand, Zong Wendi's appreciation does not obliterate his proton status. Meeting with the beauty of the Xiangche banquet, you can do a lot of things before the flowers, and he will have to let go of his identity, his talent, how attractive the women are, he never doubted, of course, never cared.

Since Emperor Zong Wen was going to make him a famous celebrity, he naturally followed what he meant. For this reason, Emperor Zong Wen also loved him very much. As a prerequisite for politics, if he got in touch with politics, he would no longer be the nephew of Emperor Zong Wendi, but the proton of the Great Qin Dynasty and the Prince of the Yan Kingdom.

These Zong Wendi's subordinates all understand, so even though they admire Bai Yihao's talent and take pride in seeing him at family gatherings, there are so many high-level ladies watching him with affection, hoping When he looked back, but as soon as he got into politics, Qin Guo's officials would not dare to go too close to Bai Yihao.

Some courtiers were far away from the ghosts and gods because they could not understand the meaning of Zong Wendi. They only respected Bai Yihao on the surface and did not have any affinity.

Among them is the National Government House! Although Luo Wenyou approached him, he did not dare to take him home too much, for fear of causing trouble to his family. Mofu is now Zong Wendi's new favorite. If you approach Bai Yihao at this time, only Emperor Zong Wendi will be suspicious. Even if Luo Wenyou wants him to save his cousin, he will think twice. He first asked the elders in his own house, and then the meaning of Mo Huawen. Think twice before acting twice. Three days.

It will never be like this now. In a few hours, Luo Youwen asked for his place. What Luo Youwen didn't do in the past, he seemed to have a new master behind him. Right This person, Bai Yihao is interested to know! The master is hard to find, and he suddenly finds it interesting.

The smile on the lips became more leisurely, the robe fluttered, the ink lightened, and went to the door to greet Luo Youwen. Looking at the corridor, Luo Youwen rushed over, his eyes flashed a little cold smile!

It's so urgent! It can be seen that Luo Youwen's love for his cousin is not just ordinary, the Fu Guo Government really cares about that granddaughter, it's great!

In the Qingwei Garden, Mo Xuetong was lying quietly on the bed. Her dark black eyelashes were as long and beautiful as brushes, and her nose was small. Although her lips were bloodless, she had a distressing plumpness, and her long hair splashed like ink The face of the pillow embroidered with lotus flowers is like a jade crystal. Although young, it has its own beauty that cannot be described by words.

Even if she is lying so quietly, she also has a thrilling beauty.

There was a gloom in Bai Yihao's eyes, and his slender fingers slowly and powerfully hit the pale and weak fiber hand, then closed his eyes slowly.

The room was very quiet. No one was silent. Mo Yu Mo Lan stood nervously on both sides, staring at Bai Yihao's hand for Mo Xuetong's pulse, from passing out to now As the night approaches, the sky outside is completely dark, and four or five lights are lit in the room, allowing Bai Yihao to see more clearly.

Mo Huawen was absent. He was called into the palace in the evening. It was Luo Youwen who accompanied Bai Yihao. At this time, his tension was not worse than that of the two girls. He frowned, carried his hands, silently. Looking at Bai Yihao, he seemed to have a lot of heart.

At the other end of the bed, Xu's mother kept restlessly, and looked at Mo Xuetong from time to time, and then set her eyes on Bai Yihao's body. The hand holding the bed mantle was sweating and didn't know it. Seeing two people dare not have the slightest burnout.

Everyone's eyes were staring at the intensive Bai Yihao. So many doctors did not give a correct answer. This time, I hoped that with Bai Yihao, the quietness of the room seemed to hear the sound of everyone's heartbeat. With the north wind roaring outside, it makes people feel nervous and dull for no reason.

Feeling breathless! The sweat on Ms. Xu's head came out, and she didn't know it. She tightened the gauze tent in her hand and let more light pass through from the side, which allowed Bai Yihao to see Mo Xuetong's complexion more clearly.

It took a long time for Bai Yihao to slowly open his eyes in the sight of everyone, Mo Yu opened his mouth anxiously, and before speaking, Mo Lan pulled down his sleeve and closed his mouth.

"What is it like, how is my cousin's health?" Luo Youwen asked anxiously.

"Why are you cousin ...?" Bai Yihao's eyes glanced across Mo Xuetong's face without a trace, with a faint smile on his face, turned back to the chair in front of the window and sat down. Xu mother had already winked over there. The tea was cold early, and Mo Yu remade a cup of tea for him.

"Yihao, what about my cousin?" Luo Youwen followed.

"Miss Mo San is very good!" Bai Yihao smiled warmly, picked up Mo Yu's freshly brewed tea, and gave a lightly smile.

"Very good? What do you mean?" Luo Youwen froze for a moment, and asked anxiously, his face pale, thinking he was saying something ironic. If the cousin really has three longs and two shorts, how can the grandmother bear it!

"It's very good, that is, Miss Mo San is strictly not ill." Bai Yihao's eyes were light and clear, and he fell on Mo Xuetong's face, the little face was a little childish, and the long eyelashes were weak. Hanging on the eyes, without a trace of anger, revealing some pitiful pitiful.

Just a child, how to give life a ruthless, desperate feeling, Brow Yu wrinkled unconsciously, his eyes turned to the side, so lost vitality, inexplicably made his heart a bit breathless Dull, unable to keep a calm smile on his face.

He is always kind to helpful people, and this time too! It must be so!