The man in black nimbly reacted. On his one hand, the dagger fell down. In his other hand, another cold light rushed to Mo Xuetong's face. Bai Yihao waved his long robe and blocked it for her, and then blood splashed. He slightly groaned and fell on the ground while holding Mo Xuetong. On the other side, another man in black clothes appeared, but his face wasn't covered. He was dressed as a guard and rushed to the man in black.
The two of them fought.
The minute they fell on the ground, Mo Xuetong hurriedly got out of his arms and held his hand to ask, "How are you?"
On the sleeve of the robe was an arrow which was not too long. The blood reddened his white robe.
Bai Yihao slightly smiled and one wouldn't notice his pale face if not looking at him carefully. "I'm fine. That's nothing. You should go back now!"
He got wounded because he tried to protect her from the arrow, or it would be easy for him to evade with h
Mo Xuetong returned to the manor at noon and found Mo Huawen actually not in. After Mo Huawen settled on his marriage with Xu Yan, the wedding between the two should already be a cut–and–dried decision. Though the Mo Manor hadn't started to send betrothal gifts, servants at the residence all started to gossip about Old Sir's getting a new wife. Though not knowing who she was, they were sure she would marry into this family soon, judging by Old Sir's preparing bridewealth. After that incident involving Lan Xinru, Old Madam had utterly taken a backseat to Mo Huawen on his marriage. They had dismissed the male servant, while Lan Xinru was gone. Mo Xuetong never believed that Lan Xinru had beat it after that. Mo Feng had asked around and learned that Lan Xinru was living in a rented apartment near the east gate of the town. She had rented it for half of a year. It looked like she planned to stay at the capital for long! How could s
The sun set early in winter. Now, the sun already hung low in the sky, and the red clouds spread the glowing hue over the sky. Against the red clouds, her plain clothes seemed to be shrouded in pink color. Between her transcription, a perfect smile appeared on her delicate face. She fluttered her slightly curled eyelashes, and slightly opened her cherry red mouth. Her skin was as tender and bright as snow. In the glowing lights, she looked even more beautiful. This was what Feng Yuran saw when he stepped in! Slowly turning the pages, the girl fixed her crystal clear eyes on them from time to time. She looked so absorbed and mild, the pink color on her clothes was so ethereal. "Third Miss Mo, what brought you here?" Feng Yuran was a little dazed and walked over to ask. Mo Xuetong also looked startled, because she didn't expect to see him here. "Greetings, Your Highness!" She rose to bow low to Feng Yu
When Mo Huawen returned, Mo Xuetong had finished dinner and was tidying his study. Mo Huawen stepped in and saw the lights were on. Under the lights, seeing the girl in white smiling delicately, a trace of brightness flashed through his eyes. Once, he used to be happy. A woman loved him wholeheartedly. However, those outside matters made them took separate ways. In the end, death tore them apart. Mo Xuetong put down the books in hand and warmly greeted him. "Father, have you eaten? I've had the kitchen prepare a few hot dishes, and been waiting for you." Seeing his daughter's gentle smile, he felt tender in the heart. He reached out to stroke her head and smiled. "I've eaten outside, so you don't have to prepare them for me now." Mo Xuetong protected her head and pouted, acting coyly. "Father, please be careful. Don't tousle my hair. What if others see me like this?" Seeing his daughter's cute face and her affecti
Fifth Princess lay in her palace and had already thrown pieces of antique porcelain decorations. Several maids kelt by her, unable to say a word. Seeing them shivering, Fifth Princess felt angrier and picked up another long-neck white jade bottle to toss it away. "Yu'er, behave." A solomen voice rang by the door. The Empress, who was dressed up, looked unpleasant surrounded by her servants. "Mother, mother, you must help me. It must be that nasty girl. I just made her kneel, and she dared to cause such trouble for me. She should twist my ankle. How did a daughter of a third-grade official dare to challenge the royal family? Mother has to summon her into the palace to beat her to death." Teeth gritted, Fifth Princess arrogantly said. How could things be so coincidental? In the morning, she made that wicked girl kneel, and in the afternoon, she fell from the horse. “She must have done this to me.” The Empress waved to let the ser
The things that happened in the palace were mostly connected with Mo Manor, but people in Mo Manor didn't know about it. Mo Xuemin even knew less about it. She was pretending to be reflecting and even hadn't got out of the yard. She was also nice to the maids and nannies. Even Mo Xiu seemed to see the gentle kind First Miss who had appeared to be before Mo Xuetong's arrival. Mo Xuemin thought it thoroughly and knew she had to stay humble these days and would have a chance to go back again after Sima Lingyun got punished and that incident was forgotten. Besides, she had other plans and she didn't believe that she couldn't defeat Mo Xuetong if she tried her best. With Fifth Princess backing her up, Mo Xuetong would be no big deal. However, out of her expectation, Mo Huawen rushed into her yard that night and coldly put an edict from the Empress in front of her. Mo Xuemin lifted her face up and asked confusedly, "Fat
When Mo Xuemin was anxious, Mo Xuetong was quite relaxed as if she knew nothing about what happened at the manor. That afternoon, there was another heavy snow. Pieces of snow and clusters of snow were flying in the air like cotton. It was endless, and all was covered in the snow. The whole place was covered in white snow and looked particularly beautiful. Mo Xuetong's room was warm inside. By the side were several stoves, which were filled with burning first-class smokeless coal. It was already dusk and the snow was falling freely and slowly from the sky which made the sky and the ground all white. Mo Lan shook off the snow on her shoulders and walked in. Mo Xuetong lifted her head from the books and asked, "Haven't it stopped snowing yet?" Mo Lan smilingly nodded, "It's still snowing heavily. Nanny Ming just sent someone to ask what you want to eat. The Old Sir went out earlier and wasn't back until now. He sent
Feng Yuran lightly smiled and reached out his hand to pull her up. "Why are you so incautious and even can't sit stably? It's obvious that you have drunk too much." Being laughed at by him, Mo Xuetong instantly flushed. Somehow, she got annoyed and got rid of his hand. She gazed at him and said, "I'm not drunk. I won't be even if I drink one kettle more." After her words, to prove that she was not drunk, she picked up the kettle and tried to pour the wine into her mouth. Feng Yuran coaxed her. "Okay, you are not drunk. I'm drunk. Since I'm drunk, you should leave the wine to me." He took over the wine kettle from her hand and poured himself half a cup. Then he lifted it up to his lips and drank it up. He enticingly pursed his red lips and some jade-like wine was still left there, which made his lips look more attractive. Mo Xuetong felt inexplicably hot, and the hand which had been in his hand felt as if it had been burnt. She
Mo Xuetong got up late in the morning and could still feel the pain in her head. She leaned on a cushion but couldn't recall when she fell asleep last night. The quilt was placed meticulously on her without any sign of wrinkles. Could it be Feng Yuran... How could he be such a caring person? Mo Xuetong laughed at her own guess. Hearing her getting up, Mo Lan pulled up the curtain and tucked it behind the hooks aside, which was decorated with jade-like stone. "Do you want to get up?" Mo Ye held the wash supplies. Mo Xuetong held Mo Lan's hand and got up. At ordinary times, Mo Yu was always the first one appearing by her bedside. "Where is Mo Yu?" Mo Lan burst into a laugh. "Miss, don't look for her now. Yesterday she tried to get me drunk, but she drank even more herself. She was still drunk and hasn't wakened up." Last night, Mo Yu urged them to drink, but she couldn't drink too much herself. Therefore, she also got herself dru
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