Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter

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The soaring flames burned her. The whole person who was in pain could not see the person in front of her. Someone rushed into the fire and hugged her. Regardless of the burning fire on her, such a fierce hug, such a panic sound, as if it had extremely The big fear is the panic of the beloved ...

Who will come to save her, who cares so much about her, can't see what's in front of her, but just a confused firelight, the consciousness is slowly disappearing, only a man's heartbroken shouting can be heard, tears slipping silently Now, I'm dreaming again, who has entered her dream and can't circle it again and again, who cares about her in previous lives!

She is just a person who has used up the residual value. Who will pity her, and who will care for her so softly and horribly, calling her name in panic and rushing to save her despite the fire on her head. , Bai Shou did not leave, the last life, she was so simple, just for this, willing to disregard everything.

However, in her last life, no one except her deceived or deceived her sincerely.

"Hitomi, hitomi ..." Someone called her in the ear, and the voice was so sorry, why didn't this dream wake up, because I was too anxious for someone to care, did anyone feel sorry?

The tears grew hotter, and the feeling of heartache poured into my heart, as if to tear her heart, she really didn't ask much, and clenched her hands unconsciously.

Looking at the girl's beautiful face in front of her, a desperate and fragile sorrow was revealed, and Feng Yan could not help reaching out to embrace her head, while stroking the cold sweat of her forehead, and whispered distressedly, "Douer, Douer wake up , Hitomi wakes up! "

This sound finally made Mo Xuetong's eyes open suddenly, staring at the beautiful face in front of him almost dullly, and for a moment, he didn't know where he was, and clenched his fists with his hands subconsciously and put them on his chest. A vigilant movement flashed a little trembling and distress at the bottom of Fengyan's eyes.

What kind of experience made her a scared young girl scared like this!

Looking at her cold sweat and tears on his face, his heart hurts like never before! Is that injured, fragile, and even desperate girl really strong, clever and even a bit cunning Mo Xuetong!

No matter who hurt her, he will make him pay.

"Hitomi, what's wrong, have a nightmare?" He took out a snow-white parchment, gently wiped her tears for her, and the lazy voice brought some warmth like Chen Jiu, which can soothe the heart.

Mo Xuetong slowly recovered his meaning, blinking a long eyelash, and her eyes returned to agitation. Huer got up and mumbled beside him, looked at the surrounding environment and asked urgently, "Where is this?"

This is not her boudoir!

There is a row of bookcases near the window on the left, a large coffee table on the right, and a couch inside, and she is lying on the couch now, even though the two shirts are neat, her clothes do n’t know anything It was time to dress, but the two were leaning so tightly on the bed, how could it not make her panic.

Immediately the mood in the dream disappeared, leaving a trace of panic in the eyes alone.

She wasn't skeptical of the wind, but it looked extremely bad.

The large purple robe was worn on him, but it seemed a little loose, without a belt, and a thick black hair was loosely scattered like this. The flawless face of the more and more shirt was beautiful, Xu was on the couch, and his hair was a bit long. Messy, a few strands fell on the shoulders, with some laziness and casualness.

There was a light inside, which illuminated a not too big place. The utterly beautiful features were pale under the light, and there was a trace of tiredness under the eyes, although there was a gentle smile on the corner of the mouth. , How bad looks between the eyebrows, the incense from the window leisurely exudes the faint aroma of his body, not strong, but very fresh.

But Mo Xuetong still keenly caught a hint of odor.

Looking suspiciously, she held her head with a lazy hand and was holding a papa to wipe the tears for her, and looked up and down him again, and said, "What happened to you?"

Feng Yan raised his eyebrows, and put down the papa in his hand, which seemed quite ridiculous: "Does Tonger ask the previous sentence or the last sentence, and this sentence catches up, it also needs me time to answer no."

"The next sentence!" Mo Xuetong pushed away the hand that had come over to tease her long hair. Her long hair was still the same as when she went to bed, scattered on her shoulders, adding a bit of weakness to her, but only a little more clear under the eyes. .

"This is a long story ..." Feng Yanran smiled openly.

Mo Xuetong politely interrupted his presumption of procrastination, reached for his robe and said, "Speak the point."

"Hey, Tonger, although the father and the emperor have agreed with our marriage, there must be a difference between men and women. This is the case, it's not good." Feng Yanran stretched out his hand that Mo Xuetong stretched out, pinching reluctantly. One by one serious Tao.

"Is it you or me?" Mo Xuetong stared at him unmovably, and there was an uneasy anger under his eyes, so strong **** smell, he really thought that this sandalwood fragrance could be covered.

Under her stare full of anger, Feng Yan was defeated, and she had to face bitterly, pleased with a look of expression: "I'm injured, Tonger."

"How hurt, let me see." Mo Xuetong patted his hand, and unwillingly opened his robe. His robe was not tightened, only half covered, only to find it wrapped around his chest. A layer of thick cloth, the shirt could not be tied as usual, blood was seeping from under such a thick cloth, although he could not see the wound, but also knew that he was hurting very badly.

Mo Xuetong's lip color turned pale, and his lips were slammed twice. He was really hurt when he was there! And he was not harmed, but the rumors were true!

No wonder he would burn a scent here.

"My pupils, I hurt." Feng Yan dyed his eyes with a gentle smile, and stretched out and held Mo Xuetong's hand, his eyes were watery and extremely touching.

Mo Xuetong suddenly knocked out his hand, pointed at his chest and said coldly, "What is this?"

She never thought outside rumors were true.

He heard the perseverance in Mo Xuetong's tone, and the beautiful eyes became brighter and brighter, the light flickered under the light, as if pure water was flowing, a little bit of diamond-like light was flowing.

"Hitomi, someone hurt me, others stabbed me." Feng Yanran nodded his grievances, his face bitter.

"Then you are not lying down yet." Mo Xuetong pushed away the wind with her sideways, and sat up, let him lie down, and pulled out the high pillow that he had put on his back. Quite angrily: "Is it really hard to drink flower wine in the building?"

The wound was stabbed no matter how he looked at it, he really said that he was looking outside.

"With Hitomi, why would I go to drink wine, and it was clear that someone had wronged me, Hitomi, you saw it, is it hurt? Now this person really has everything, and Hitomi listens later To a similarly unbelievable character like Hitomi, ca n’t I believe it! ”Feng Yan filled his face with indignation, as if he had suffered great grievances, and said that pitiful, handsome face appeared Partially flattering look.

Mo Xuetong poked his lips and ignored him at all!

If this was not something he sent, how could he say it all? He would dare to say that he ran into the door!

"Who sent you to hurt you? Why is it unknown?" Mo Xuetong raised his head and frowned, and asked, since it was a stab wound, he couldn't hide it. Anyway, it wasn't him that hurt him at this time, but he was the worst injured. As long as Zong Wendi is allowed to see the wound, I believe that he will understand why someone wants his life, so why hide it for others.

As she said, she reached out to untie the cloth strips on his body. The blood had leaked out and it was time to change a bandage.

"The brothers are not good at killing each other. I am afraid that the emperor will be annoyed for a while. Of course, he can't say that." Feng Yan raised his eyebrows, and turned sideways in cooperation, making her hands easy to untie.

Mo Xuetong was a little annoyed. He reached out and lightly pressed his wound, and it really caused him a sore scream. Seeing his face pale and forbearing, Mo Xuetong actually felt a bit unbearable, and his hands were slightly Tremble.

It took a long time for me to take a deep breath. When I was able to exhale, I was calm again, and my fingers flexed away the wrapped wound cloth, spreading it out layer by layer, until the wound was completely dropped, Mo Xuetong He looked at the big wound that passed from the upper left chest to the lower right abdomen, and his heart was also stunned.

Almost, I almost never see him!

This cognition made her face pale, and her hands and feet were cold. She didn't dare to think about it. Only at this moment, her heartbeat almost stopped beating. He, how, how can ...

Tears swelled, and I bit my lip tightly to suppress the inexplicable throbbing of my heart!

That emotion, she couldn't explain clearly, it seemed to be sad, but also afraid, she just felt dull pain.

She's scared! For the first time in her rebirth, she felt scared for the first time. A pair of warm hands stretched over her and held her vigorously. She seemed to grasp the support point immediately and held his backhand.

"It doesn't matter, I don't hurt." His voice was low in a smile.

But she hurt, was terrified, and bit her lip, she couldn't even say a word. The whole person looked at his deep wound dullly, and the coldness in her eyes disappeared, but she was at a loss.

The wind-stained and narrow Phoenix eyes contained a light and gentle smile, and the enchanting smile assured her: "Tonger, don't worry, then, I didn't make him feel better, he is not still lying in bed now If you do n’t come, that hand is half used, and you can only pretend to write a few small characters in the future. "

No one's hand was hurt, and he couldn't get up in bed.

Mo Xuetong's eyelashes flickered, and Huer understood it. After two tears slipped down, it was endless anger. He shoved his hand away and stood up, angrily coldly: "Wound towel and medicine where?"

Feng Yanran could not imagine that Mo Xuetong would suddenly get angry, and her heart was anxious, and the enchanting smile on her face could not hold back: "Tonger ..."

"Where?" Mo Xuetong ignored him, and after asking a question, she went to look at the box on one side, and when she opened it, she saw a roll of white cotton and some medicine powder. She smelled it and it was Take some medicine for healing muscles and put it aside. Spread the medicine sharply on the wound with your hands and feet, and carefully cut a large piece of white cotton cloth.

Cold eyes signaled him to lift his body, Feng Yanran obediently cooperated, looked at her little face, pleased with a look, Mo Xuetong carefully cushioned him, layered up layer by layer, every time she had to fall down As he approached him, Feng Yan's beautiful eyes were all smiling.

Hitomi was really worried about him, she was angry and angry that he didn't care about his body!

This cognition made him drink honey instantly and sweetly!