Mo Xuetong's figure fell down.
Suddenly, a figure in white ran faster to hold Mo Xuetong who was dashing to the ground. He stretched out his hands to hold up Mo Xuetong and was about to fall to the grass on the left.
However, the shaft of the carriage was broken unexpectedly. As it shook violently, the broken carriage lost its balance and leaned to the left. Then, it crashed into the man in white who just stood well. The carriage broke up instantly. The man in white did not expect the accident and was knocked back to the cliff.
"Young Master, let go!" Lin Yu shouted hurriedly. Because with the Master's martial arts skills, he was able to jump up easily if he did not hold anyone else.
The back of the carriage also fell off the cliff. A heavy thudding noise with the crack sounded against the rock cliff.
A huge crack accompanied by Lin Yu's scream spread to the ears of Mo Xuemin and Mo Xuetong who were in the front h
Feng Yuran carried Mo Xuetong up while Bai Yihao jumped up with help from his bodyguard Lin Yu. After jumping on the cliff, Bai Yihao was seriously injured and was helped by Lin Yu to return to the carriage first. Mo Xuetong, however, didn't go away. She walked slowly to the first half of the carriage left. The door to the carriage dropped out and the carriage dropped out, slanted on the road. There were still traces of blood inside the carriage, which showed that the people inside were not unharmed too. With the high speed of the carriage, the reaction force was great and it would be impossible for the people inside to remain unharmed. "You must bring Mo Feng along next time, and be careful to not let him too far away from you. He is good at Qinggong (the skill of making one light so as to move fast and speedy). Shall I help you take care of that bitch who tried to harm you?" Following her, Feng Yuran's devilishly handsome face was cold wit
When Feng Yuran's lips came pressing down, Mo Xuetong froze initially. She could feel his thin red lips combining with hers, and felt a strange sense of numbness as her body lost all strength. Immediately, she felt her entire body scorching from head to toe. Thinking about his tenderness and his pampering, she unconsciously kept her head there, allowing his lips to press against hers. Under such an atmosphere, Mo Xuetong even forgot breathing as a warm stream surged up in her heart. Subconsciously, she stared at him as if she were in a beautiful yet vague dream, where there were only them, embracing each other. Feng Yuran's actions became more and more rapid as a thought flashed in his head. He wanted to devour this fragile girl in his arms bit by bit, tasting her entire body and leaving his mark on every inch and every crack of her. However, suddenly, he pushed Mo Xuetong aside and tilted his head to gasp quietly, his handsome face blushing.
When talking about the drama of marriage, King Yan Feng Yulei's marriage was by far the most dramatic one of them all. First, the Empress ordered him to marry Mingguo Manor's first miss You Yue'e, which was a perfect marriage. Mingguo Manor's status was also suitable for that of the imperial family, and the Empress was so satisfied that she kept nodding. She particularly adored the gentleness of the lady, even though that could just be a facade. The truth was that she came from a prestigious family and could help Feng Yulei greatly. However, no one expected the situation to turn near the marriage date. Unexpectedly, Emperor Zongwen ordered to send Grand Secretariat Wang's daughter and Mo Manor's unpopular daughter into King Yan's manor, making them his second consorts. When the order was passed down to him, King Yan was discussing strategies with You Yuecheng in Mingguo Manor. Hearing that the Emperor sent a message to his manor, he rushed b
News of the Empress Dowager's severe illness was sent to Emperor Zongwen immediately. Emperor Zongwen, who was a filial son, immediately stopped his talks with his inner cabinet about the nation's matters and went to Cining Palace. On his way, he met the Empress, who was hurrying in the same direction as well. Emperor Zongwen did not care that the Empress was still being punished and they went to Cining Palace together. The eunuch guarding the door paused for a moment when he saw them entering together. Then, he quickly went up to them and knelt in welcome. Emperor Zongwen got off his palanquin and rushed in while he asked, "The Empress Dowager was doing fine yesterday night. Why did she..." The eunuch did not dare to hesitate when he saw the grave and angry expression on Emperor Zongwen. He ran behind Emperor Zongwen, wiping the sweat off his brows while he said, "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager was still fine when she went to bed and she
Emperor Zongwen comforted the Empress Dowager. Then, seeing the imperial physicians sent medicine over, he personally fed the Empress Dowager. He left after the Empress Dowager nagged at him to. The Empress stayed behind to serve the Empress Dowager medicine. "Zhu'er, go back and rest as well. Your health is not so good either, don't fall sick again." The Empress Dowager looked slightly better after taking the medicine. Her brows relaxed and she patted the Princess Royal's hand benevolently. The Princess Royal Mingzhu's illness relapses from time to time. She seemed slightly thinner than usual. She had rushed into the palace early in the morning and the bruises under her eyes could not be hidden even with the thickest powder she put on her face. The worry in her eyes was obvious and it was certain that she was truly worried about the Empress Dowager's illness. She was just a princess without any power and her interests did not conflict with anyone else's.
"Who are you?" Sima Lingyun asked, gritting his teeth. No one would be able to calm down after being made a cuckold. Some of the speculations by the people in the crowd made his already stony face even darker. The man's hair was all over his face and was a mess. Sima Lingyun truly could not tell who he was. "It's me! Brother Sima, it's me, the Second Young Master of the Ping General Manor." The man shouted, feeling anxious with so many people watching him. He thought that the whole situation was very ridiculous. He had hugged a prostitute to bed in the brothel but had woken up in a different place. Furthermore, the girl he was hugging was not the prostitute who had gone to bed with him. It even sounded as if she was Sima Lingyun's wife. His Aunt! "You Yuelian?" Sima Lingyun's expression darkened as he asked the man hesitantly. "It's me, it's me. Quick, untie me. I do not know your wife and I don't know why I was t
Sima Lingyun felt that Duke Zhenguo's Manor had not only failed to prosper after he had gotten together with the slut Mo Xuemin, but the Manor had even fallen further into ruins. He was embarrassed more and more and was too embarrassed to meet anyone. Sima Lingyun shook with anger whenever he thought of that. He was determined to have the adulterous pair pay today. "Brother Sima, Brother Sima, listen to me." You Yuelian was truly panicking now. He held Sima Lingyun's hand and dragged him backward. He knew that Sima Lingyun was mad. Sima Lingyun's eyes were red as he glared at Mo Xuemin and You Yuelian. He looked as if he wanted to eat them up. Mo Xuemin refused to see a judge. If she did, she had no other way out than to be drowned. She was the wife of a marquess but she had been found with a man in a state of undress in broad daylight. How could she possibly have a way out alive? She did not care that her scalp was hurtling like there were
"Brother Sima, are you really going to pit yourself against this woman? Or are you pitting yourself against the Empress?" There was a sharp flash in You Yuecheng's eyes. He picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip from it. He did not look up at Sima Lingyun. Compared to Sima Lingyun who seemed to be very anxious and was putting up a show, You Yuecheng was much more composed. You Yuecheng could tell what Sima Lingyun was thinking at just one glance. It was not that he could not help Sima Lingyun, however, he would not allow Sima Lingyun to do as he wished. You Yuecheng's words were slightly jarring and Sima Lingyun's eyes flickered with fear. If he dared to shame the Empress, he would have refused to marry Mo Xuemin then. Then, all of this would not have happened. "Lingyun does not dare. I just want justice for the Zhenguo Manor. Even though the Zhenguo Manor has fallen, we are still meritorious subjects of the previous emperor. Now t