That she was no longer a daughter of the Mo's meant that she would be out of the pedigree of a clan and driven out of Mo Manor, which was indeed the idea they had in mind. Only if she was out of Mo Manor, and father was guilty for Auntie Fang's abortion, Auntie Fang would definitely get the position of the main wife. By then, Mo Xuemin would be the legitimate daughter, and Mo Yufeng would be the legitimate son. The whole Mo Manor would be in Auntie Fang's control. She was so merciless that she used her unborn child to win the battle.
A girl who got driven out of her home wouldn't be able to live for a long time. Besides, she believed that they wouldn't let her be alive.
Auntie Fang and her daughter was as vicious as in the last life, and Mo Yufeng didn't pretend to be unconcerned any more. They all saw her as an obstacle, so just let her play her part!
"Third miss, even if you have really done such a thing, I'll beg father to spare your life
"No, old sir, it's not me. I didn't know... I didn't know it was safflower. Bitches, it was you. You framed me, right? Old sir, you have to do something for our child. They did it, and I knew nothing about it. I really didn't know anything about it." Hearing imperial doctor Lu's words and looking at Mo Huawen's cold angry face, Auntie Fang's face turned pale and couldn't sit there anymore. She knew that Mo Huawen doubted her. If the truth was revealed, Mo Huawen wouldn't forgive her. By then, she regretted having heard Mo Xuemin's words and used her baby to scheme. But it was not time to be regretful. Auntie Fang was still sober and knew that she had to act miserably to get Mo Huawen's favors. Therefore, she suddenly fell off from the bed, crawled to Mo Huawen, and tugged at his robe, hurriedly defending herself. According to Mo Huawen's personality, if he knew that she was so vicious as to kill the baby, her whole life would be ruined!
"Bring the dumplings along. I will go and visit father." It was New Year's Eve and the whole family should have been gathered together happily. Yet, something like this had happened and Father must be most upset. She looked up at the window. The lights had just been hung up. It did get darker earlier in winter. Regular families would have already eaten dinner by now. But today... She could not describe how she was feeling. Rationally speaking, the possibility of Auntie Fang rising to a position of importance again was practically impossible. She could also heave a sigh of relief. However, her chest felt stuffy. It was a feeling she could not describe. She felt heavy and stifled and she just could not bring herself to feel happy. Instead, she felt a little depressed. If they were really to discuss this, even though Auntie Fang had been the one to kill the child, she had also played a role in it too. Her father would probably have another adorable child if
Mo Xuetong blinked. She did not know where she was for a moment and was dazed. Feng Yuran smiled brilliantly when he saw her dazed look. He reached out and said, "Don't you recognize me? It is the night before New Year's Eve tonight. How can you sleep so early? I am bored. Get up and keep me company." He stretched out his hands roughishly in front of her. He could see the shiny traces of tears in the corners of her eyes and he felt a stab of pain in his heart for some reason. That felt extremely uncomfortable! Mo Xuetong had not yet gathered her wits and she released her clenched fists subconsciously. She reached out, revealing her snow-white skin which shone under the snowy moonlight outside. Her skin was so bright she looked as if she was glowing. Feng Yuran's eyes landed on her hands and his heart clenched. He had wanted to pull her hands forcefully. But his hands relaxed and fell gently. He held her hands. They were so soft
Her fingers twitched and she could feel the warmth and strength in his fingers. Mo Xuetong only realized then that he had been holding her hand tightly and had been holding his tightly without letting go. Half of her body was in his embrace. No wonder she could feel his warmth around her. Her face heated up and she turned around, not daring to look at his handsome side profile. She bit her lips and her fingers moved, wanting to let go but not daring to. What if she annoyed the fellow and he really let go? Then she would really fall down! "What's the matter?" Feng Yuran turned around and asked her when he sensed the long slender fingers in his hand twitching. "It's nothing." Mo Xuetong replied, biting her lips. She did not dare to say that anything was of matter. What kind of person was Feng Yuran? He was the prince the Emperor Zongwen doted on the most. And he sometimes did not even show respect to Emperor Zongwen. Like what she said, why wo
"What is it? Have I dazzled you with my handsomeness?" Feng Yuran turned around and blinked. He felt extremely pleased when he saw how she looked at him dazedly with a hint of craftiness in her eyes. His lips curled up and a charming and seductive smile bloomed on his face, dazzling everyone. This person was really shameless! Mo Xuetong looked away and gave him the side-eye. She smiled lightly when she saw him raising his brows at her in a rather pleased manner. Then, she wrinkled her nose delicately and said, "Your Highness, your beauty is, of course, unparalleled in this world. And few would not fall for your beauty. Look at all the beautiful ladies around us who have been staring at you. It would not be weird even if I joined them! Feng Yuran was stunned and he stared at Mo Xuetong with heated eyes. Then, he smiled devilishly and did not speak. Mo Xuetong had a bad feeling and wanted to back away subconsciously. However, he was holding her hands tightl
"Oh, since Eighth Brother is in the mood, I will definitely keep you company!" Feng Yuxuan glanced at Ling Fengyan and smiled with gentle eyes. "King Xuan, this is not fair. This lady's face is hidden so well, King Chu cannot see clearly. So how can he deduce whether she is beautiful or not? How about this, why don't we ask the lady to reveal her face so King Chu can see clearly. How about that?" Ling Fengyan's gaze landed on Mo Xuetong's face which was covered and could not be seen clearly. He smiled and spoke gently as his eyes swept across Feng Yuran subconsciously. For an inexplicable reason, she felt that Mo Xuetong, who was standing beside the handsome and flawless Feng Yuran was very eye-catching. She was beautiful and a single glance at her made her blush and her heart race. She told herself that she was just a rich girl and was the type of person she looked down upon the most before she could calm her racing heart. She did not think
Ling Fengyan had already decided to tell her aunt, who was the Empress, that she did not need to put in so much effort with the Eighth Prince, King Xuan, who was a ludicrous playboy. She secretly glanced at Feng Yuxuan out of the corner of her eyes. This man was inscrutable and was the opponent that the Third Prince should pay most attention to. Furthermore, he was also the man that her aunt had told her to draw to their side. Out of the few of them, Feng Yuxuan was still filled with suspicion. He wanted to say a few more words to Mo Xuetong but Feng Yuran kept blocking him. Ling Fengyan looked down on Mo Xuetong's status, and as such, her eyes were cold even though she wore a smile on her face. She did not look willing to speak with Mo Xuetong. Mo Xuetong did not say anything else other than occasionally pretending to be cute towards Feng Yuran, turning her voice into one of gentle seductiveness when she did that. The four of them walked on the street an
"What?" Mo Xuetong did not notice the quick change in topic. She followed his gaze and looked at the bruise on her hand. She replied lightly, "It's alright. I bumped it just now. Your Highness, there's something odd about your good old eldest brother. It is such a beautiful night and he has the company of a beautiful woman. Yet, he still has so many sharp weapons hidden on him. That's really not good at all." She had allowed herself to fall against Feng Yuxuan earlier after Ling Fengyan's avoidance of her. There was a rod-shaped object at his chest. Mo Xuetong had touched it as she fell and it felt like a short sword. Feng Yuxuan had brought a weapon out while he strolled along the streets with Ling Fengyan. This was very odd. Ling Fengyan had not said much earlier. But her intentions were clear. She did want to spend time alone with King Chu. If she had not recalled wrongly, the Empress supported the Third Prince. Then, one could deduce why she was askin
It was midnight when Feng Yuran came back from the palace that night. Under the light, Mo Xuetong's beautiful face looked pink, which he had been praying for for a long time. Although he was tired and dizzy, he felt relieved.Fortunately, Bai Yihao did not make a desperate bet. That day, he looked calm on the surface, but in fact, he was already sweating on his back.If Bai Yihao had threatened him with Tong'er's life...If, Bai Yihao was determined not to give up...If Bai Yihao wanted to get Tong'er even if he would destroy her...He would really don't know what to do!Fortunately, there were not so many "ifs". Fortunately, Bai Yihao let go in the end. Even though he had already known Bai Yihao's character, he was still very nervous and flustered at that time in that place. Caring too much disturbed the mind. In this life, Tong'er was his weakness, but it was the weakness that he was willing to have.
Looking at the confident Bai Yihao who had a smile in his eyes, Feng Yuran suddenly put on an enchanting smile. He squinted at him and asked, "Tong'er is smart. If she knew that it was your mother who poisoned her mother back then and the poison in Auntie Fang's hands was left by your mother, what would you do?"This was a fatal blow, and Bai Yihao hid it in his heart. He thought that no one would mention it!The smile froze on Bai Yihao's handsome face. For a moment, there was a hint of blood in the corner of his warm eye. He put away the smile on his lip corners and looked at Feng Yuran viciously. "You're really funny. How could that poison have something to do with my mother?"That was the topic he didn't dare to mention. He even felt guilty and his heart was even twisted."It's a strange poison, so it must have come from a strange place. There was no way for an ordinary concubine to get it. Even though Auntie Fang died in the r
Since Yan Kingdom had taken in some remainders of Ding General Manor, the country would definitely become the Qin Kingdom's enemy. Bai Yihao was the commander-in-chief of Yan Kingdom. On the surface, the only person in the Qin Kingdom who could suppress the troops of Ding General Manor was King Xuan, Feng Yuran. In the past, Fu General and King of Xian were on different sides of Ding General Manor. They seemed to be friendly on the surface, but in private, they held each other back.The war drew near. Feng Yuran bid farewell to Mo Xuetong and led the army to the border. It was winter, so it was a little cold. Mo Xuetong stood on a small mountain town outside the city gate and could not help crying with a handkerchief in her hand when she saw the purple general's robe disappear from her sight.Mo Xuetong felt sad and could not hold back her tears when she thought that he had to go to the battle field and could not sleep well. The war was urgent and he had to
Yan Empress heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing Lan Yanwen looking calm, she said politely, "That's right, that's right. I can't stay here any longer. I'll leave this to you." She was still the dignified Empress of the Yan Kingdom."Goodbye, Your Majesty!" Lan Yanwen lowered his head and bowed respectfully, which was no different from his usual attitude. Yan Empress waved her hand with satisfaction, took her people to get on the carriage at the back door and returned to the deep palace.Yan Empress left, surrounded by a large group of people. Lan Yanwen slowly raised his head, and his beautiful eyes were inexplicably deep in the flickering light. He stared at the back of Yan Empress and walked to Princess Royal's body that was lying on the ground, speechless for a moment.The night was very quiet, as if the sound of people's breathing could be heard!After a long time, Lan Yanwen ordered, "Somebody, take Princess Royal Mingzhu out! Alo
It was Yan Empress's voice!In the dark, Mo Xuetong didn't dare to move. She bit her lips and even held her breath, hiding in the rockery. Although it was secluded, Yan Empress came with so many people, and she might find her. If Mo Xuetong fell into her hands, it would be terrible!"Sister Yunruo?" Princess Royal helped Nanny Qin to stand firm under the light. Looking at Yan Empress, who was protected by a group of secret guards and eunuchs, she slowly restored calmness.There was no guard around her, and the only person beside her was Nanny Qin, who knew nothing about martial arts. She was sort of alone now.Mo Xuetong also saw Lan Yanwen hiding in the dark beside Yan Empress. "He came as well?"This small courtyard of the Lan family gathered all kinds of powerful personage unexpectedly. It was quite lively."Sister Mingzhu, it's not easy for you to remember me. Why don't you come to my palace to have a
Seeing that there was something wrong with his expression, the Yan Empress knew that Bai Yihao was still worried. She gave a sweet smile and wrapped her soft arms around Bai Yichen's neck. Her breath was fragrant and she smiled seductively in his ear, "Don't worry. He still thinks that I really want to send some people to the East Palace and have been focusing on investigating the women in the Beauty Gathering Palace. When we succeed in the harem, it will be too late for him to do anything.""The old man won't suspect us, will he?" Bai Yichen paused for a moment and was still a little worried."Don't worry. Even if he senses something is wrong, he can't tell his son. Most of the imperial physicians in the palace are our people. When the right time comes, whichever palace he will die in, it has nothing to do with us!" The Yan Empress smiled as her eyes raked over Bai Yichen's handsome face, and she looked even more charming.However, as the two
With a thud, the memorials to the throne on the table were slammed to the ground, and Emperor Zongwen's face had darkened."Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please take care of yourself." Regardless of the memorials to the throne that were scattered all over the ground, Liu Xi hurriedly turned around to support Emperor Zongwen, who was about to fall down with one hand covering his chest. His usually calm face was filled with anxiety and panic."B*tch, that b*tch, how dare she... deceive me!" Emperor Zongwen's face was purple. He reached out to cover his chest and said a few words with difficulty. As he opened her mouth, he spat a mouthful of blood. Liu Xi only had time to cover his mouth with a handkerchief before he immediately became dispirited and was helped to sit on the throne."Your Majesty, please take care of yourself. Even if you don't look out for yourself, you still have to consider His Highness," Liu Xi persuaded anxiously as he served E
In the dark night, the wind rushed backward and poured into Mo Xuetong's mouth and nose. Her eyes were blurred. Subconsciously, she stretched her arms behind her, held the comer's waist tightly and buried her head deeply in his arms. Then she let out a breath slowly, her nose full of the scent of a familiar man. As she breathed, his scent heavily enveloped her, which made her feel inexplicably relieved and softened.The man gave a little chuckle in her ear, and his warm breath fell on her earlobe, making her itch like a feather. "Tong'er, don't be afraid. It's me!"In the satisfied sigh, she felt that his grip on her body was getting tighter.His voice was mellow and leisurely, like the alcohol that had been brewed for many years and was filled with an intoxicating aura.There was less noise following him. He landed lightly on a horse in front of him. Then Mo Xuetong was turned around and landed steadily in his embrace.
Mo Xuetong did not use the Lan family's horse carriage. There was indeed a horse carriage sent from the Crown Prince's East Palace parked at the entrance. After they got on the horse carriage, Qing Zhu asked, "Miss, how did you know that the person is not the true head of the Lan family?" There was nothing different in air, deportment, or appearance between the man and the head of the Lan family."I am just an orphan daughter of the Lan family. Even if the Lan family values me, there is a limit. Even if I can enter the East Palace in the future and be favored by His Highness, it will still be a matter of the future. The Lan family does not lack beauties in their back courtyard. It is already a great honor for me to send Minister of Public Works to meet me. It is said that Minister of Public Works is the best husband in the hearts of the princesses," Mo Xuetong stated with a faint smile. She took the tea that Qing Zhu poured for her and took a sip before she leisurely re