Mo Xuetong could not remember how Feng Yuran sent her home. Her hands and feet were still icy cold when she returned to her room.
Auntie Fang was still well and alive to plot against her. This made her feel terrible.
She thought of her deceased mother and how she had died in that woman’s hands. Rage filled her vision earlier and she had almost rushed down if Feng Yuran had not hugged her tightly and covered her mouth. She did not know why she was so rash, she had even bit the hand Feng Yuran placed over her mouth.
The hand was placed before her under the light. The clear teeth marks proved how irrational she was earlier.
“You bit my hand. If Father sees this tomorrow, he will definitely ask who did it. I would be embarrassed then.” Feng Yuran raised his eyebrows at the end of his declaration. A hint of a smile passed through his eyes.
Mo Xuetong bit her lips and felt a little ashamed. She had always had self-control, so why had she lost control earlier? Was it because she heard how disrespectful they were to her mother or was it because they mentioned poisoning her during their conversation? She did not expect that Auntie Fang had long since met up with the Yu family.
They met up not long after Auntie Fang became a concubine.
She did not expect that the Yu family had been the one to deliver the poison that had poisoned her mother.
The seemingly kind and benevolent Old Madam Yu was the instigator behind Auntie Fang. Mo Xuetong wanted to tear her face off. In her past life, the Old Madam Yu had always acted very benevolent after Auntie Fang became Mo Huawen’s legal wife. She would bring the same good food and things for Mo Xuetong and Mo Xuemin every time she visited the Mo Manor. Mo Xuetong had been very grateful to her then.
She even thought that her maternal family was not as considerate as Old Madam Yu was.
She had never imagined that the old woman was the most vicious one. She had helped Auntie Fang to plot against Mo Xuetong’s mother just so her daughter would become the legal wife.
Her eyes were cold and filled with hurt. The forbearance in her eyes made one’s heart hurt for her. She bit her lips, which were pale and bleeding, forcefully.
Feng Yuran could not help but reach out as if he wanted to hold her hand. However, he suddenly stopped beside her hand and then moved away, instead, pulling her into his embrace. The girl in his embrace shook slightly. “Be good, don’t cry. The Yu family will not be able to last any longer. Then, I will get rid of the entire family to help you vent your anger.”
He comforted her gently, displaying a clumsiness he did not usually show. It was obvious that he had never comforted anyone before. Furthermore, it was obvious that this person, who did not know how to comfort others, had wanted to find a way to torture her enemies earlier when he said he would take her out to vent her anger. He thought that thinking of ways to torture them would make her feel better, but did not understand why she was even angrier upon their return.
Mo Xuetong paused for a moment. She did not expect him to be so forward. Their hugging on the roof was out of necessity, but if they still hugged here, it would be inappropriate. However, she felt that his solid chest was warm and was what she needed most now. Tears filled her eyes for some reason.
“What’s the matter? Cry if you wish to!”
This was the last straw. The tears in her eyes rolled down her icy cold cheeks like pearls. She was cold, even her heart was. At first, there was still a forced smile on her face but in the end, she was engulfed by sadness.
At this moment, she had completely forgotten her self-restraint, coldness, and distance. She felt that this hug was her harbor. She could cry to her heart’s content and did not need to care that others might be watching her. She had to be extremely careful at all times in the past and was unwilling to have much to do with King Xuan.
She did not have to care about all that now.
Her mother’s hurt, pain, and wrongful death. Her father had let Auntie Fang off so easily. All of this remained in her heart and she found it hard to bear. The warmth he provided allowed her to cry so much she choked with sobs.
Mo Ye, who had been waiting outside heard the commotion inside. She wanted to stand up when a figure flashed outside the window. She looked carefully and found that it was Mo Feng. Mo Feng made a sign with his hands and gestured that King Xuan was inside and for her to ignore what was happening inside. Mo Ye sat up and listened carefully. She shook her head and went back to sleep when she only heard her mistress sobbing silently.
Her mistress had never been afraid in the face of danger and was gracious, intelligent, and witty. This had all left a deep impression in Mo Ye. She saw everything that happened today and knew what troubled her mistress. However, her mistress had not cried and went to bed early.
That was not right!
Mo Ye had been trained and knew that if a person did not vent his or her emotions, it would damage one’s body. This was especially so for Mo Xuetong, who was in poor health. She had heard that Mo Xuetong had almost died in the Qin Manor. If she was upset and kept it bottled up, she would eventually fall sick and that would be bad.
Many women in the inner courtyards died early because of poor health brought about by depression.
It was good, for at least Mo Xuetong was crying now. Her master had not made a wasted trip.
Mo Xuetong cried for a long while against Feng Yuran’s chest. She did not know where she was and how much time had passed but she stopped after a long while.
She pushed Feng Yuran away. Her voice was stuffy and muffled as she said, “Many thanks, Your Highness.”
“Are you feeling better?” Feng Yuran said with a light smile. However, his eyes shone brightly. One could feel his heated gaze even in the cold night.
Mo Xuetong looked up into the sky, feeling lost and helpless. Her long slender fingers were pale because of the strength she had exerted as she placed them at her knees. They were more beautiful than her plane skirts and shone in the light like porcelain.
She turned around slowly when she heard Feng Yuran’s questions. Her gaze landed on his handsome and gentle face. Her expression was one of confusion which later cleared up. Her fingers moved by her skirt and her eyes grew more lively.
“Do you want to avenge your mother?” Feng Yuran glanced at her and asked her temptingly. It was as if he had not found her regaining her wits awkwardly at all or the blush on her cheeks.
Mo Xuetong’s shyness and guilt abated because of his acting naturally.
She bit her lips but did not say anything. She had embarrassed herself by crying bitterly in his chest. She really could not discuss important matters as if nothing happened immediately after that. She looked down, trying to hide the awkwardness she felt.
“Say, if your maternal family finds out about this, what would they do? Would they seek out the Yu Manor for justice? I heard that your maternal grandmother was a mighty character back in those days. Would she go straight to the Yu Manor to beat up that evil old woman?” Feng Yuran did not care about her attitude and instead started to speak while laughing.
Have her maternal grandmother go to the Yu Manor to fight that evil old woman? Mo Xuetong immediately rejected this thought. Her mind whirled. The Fu General Manor was not in a very positive situation now. The flower that had been sent to the manor out of nowhere was something that had troubled her. She would not allow anything to happen to the Fu General Manor.
The enemy from an unknown place was thinking of turning the Fu General Manor upside down.
At this time, the Fu General Manor must not take one wrong step and allow others to get information that could be used against them.
She would avenge her mother and would not implicate her family doing so.
“Forget it, since you are undecided, I will decide for you. Men.” Feng Yuran called out.
“Your Highness!” The figure outside the window startled Mo Xuetong. She ignored the awkwardness she felt earlier in her current haste and said anxiously, “Your Highness, don’t tell my maternal grandmother about this!”
“Why?” Feng Yuran asked.
“Tell your men to leave and I will tell you in detail.” Mo Xuetong was focused entirely on the matter and had forgotten all the awkwardness she felt earlier.
“Alright.” Feng Yuran waved his hand and the figure disappeared in a flash. “Do you not want to avenge your mother?”
“I don’t want to implicate my maternal family. Since those people want me to die, I won’t sit around and do nothing either. If we did not let Auntie Fang go home today, we would not know that the Yu family was involved as well.” Mo Xuetong said coldly. A flash of sharp coldness appeared in her eyes.
The people of the Yu Manor deserved to die!
Did Auntie Fang think that everything was over after she returned home? She couldn’t take it even now? Mo Xuetong wondered if her ability to withstand this would be as strong as her viciousness as she watched her daughter’s fall from grace!
“Then it means that your father has done the right thing in letting Auntie Fang back today. If she had not made such a scene, you would not have known that your greatest enemy is the Yu family,” said Feng Yuran with a raised brow.
Mo Xuetong fell silent and the chilliness in her eyes melted slightly. Did her father really mean for this to happen? If this was so, her father would definitely want to find out what happened then more than she did. Then why did he not tell her about it? Could it be that her father was intentionally hiding something from her?
“When we were in the Yu Manor, we saw a man in black inside the room. He came after us and left before us, so he did not realize we were there. I got someone to follow him and that person returned to the Mo Manor and entered your father’s study.” Feng Yuran reminded her.
Her father had sent someone to watch Auntie Fang? That meant that her father knew that Auntie Fang had tried to hurt her!
Mo Xuetong suddenly lifted her head.
“Oh right, your father is making a move as well. He will not allow the person who killed your mother to get off so easily.” Feng Yuran nodded, giving credence to this idea.
Mo Xuetong suddenly felt her heart twist in pain at that moment and she felt like crying for some reason. She forced her heart to calm down, telling herself again and again that she did not have to be sad. Her father had not forgotten her mother. He would not let that evil woman off so easily and will definitely avenge her mother.
However, this made Mo Xuetong even sadder. Her usually strong heart seemed to have become extremely fragile. Just a slight touch made it so painful she could not breathe. She clutched the table, letting the corner gouge into her palms. Yet, the pain could not cover the fragility in her heart.
Feng Yuran’s heart clenched when he saw the wetness in her eyes. He immediately turned around and said with a frown on his face.
“It’s the 15th of the month tomorrow but I might not be able to accompany you to view the lanterns tomorrow night. I don’t know why the First Prince of Yan Kingdom is in such a hurry to arrive on the 15th so coincidentally. He’s ruined my plans.” Feng Yuran said in extreme dissatisfaction. His eyes shone with stronger grief than Mo Xuetong’s. “How about you come with me to welcome the First Prince of Yan Kingdom tomorrow?”
“Who am I to do that? I won’t go.” Mo Xuetong answered subconsciously while her mind ran wild with thoughts.
“Tong’er, you’re blaming me for not giving you a title. Alright, then I shall ask Father to let me marry you.” Feng Yuran said teasingly even though he saw the dissatisfied look on her teary face. She looked extremely pitiful.
Mo Xuetong paused and realized that she was being teased. Her face flamed up and she glared at him.
This person was simply too shameless!
She said gloomily, “I’m still mourning.”
“Then can you marry me immediately after the grieving period passes? Let me calculate, that’s still more than a year away. You have to recuperate well, you’re too skinny.” Feng Yuran glanced at Mo Xuetong’s skinny frame, looking rather serious.
That scoundrel!
Mo Xuetong grew angry and she picked up a cushion by her side and tossed it at him.
In terms of shamelessness, she was far from Feng Yuran’s match. The man had already had many women to become so shameless. Mo Xuetong felt annoyed when she thought of that. She picked up another cushion and tossed it at him fiercely.
Feng Yuran caught it swiftly. A charming smile appeared on his handsome face. Then, he tossed the cushions onto the bed. They landed with one on top of the other.
Mo Xuetong flushed red and she could not help but look at him. She was flustered by his smile. There were not many women in the world who would not be affected by the handsome man’s brilliant smile. Furthermore, she did not miss the gentleness in his eyes.
Her heart softened for some reason!
