All Chapters of Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter: Chapter 441 - Chapter 450

That single statement confused the two of them. Fortunately, they did not have to understand. The message just had to reach them. Mo Xuetong and Luo Mingzhu arrived at a pavilion near the fake rock mountains. A maidservant served them tea and went to stand far away, leaving the two to chat over their drinks. "Cousin Tong, did Ling Rui'er try to set you up in the palace the other day?" Luo Mingzhu frowned and asked about the incident that everyone was talking about that. She had been invited that day as well. However, Li Youmo's mother had fallen ill, so Luo Mingzhu stayed home to take care of her instead. After that, she heard the madams and young ladies whom she was close to mentioning that thrilling scene. She had been so frightened sweat trickled down her back. She immediately felt that it was Ling Rui'er who wanted to plot against Mo Xuetong. That was why she sounded so mean. She had never gotten along with Ling Rui'er in the first place

Feng Yuran entered the room and saw that Mo Xuetong was just getting up from the stove bed. He walked up to the stove bed, spread out his robes and sat by it. He reached out to touch Mo Xuetong's face and said with a smile, "Why were you looking for me just after waking up. Since you miss me so much, I have to bring Tong'er with me no matter where I go in the future lest you be worried and start looking for me." Heat rushed up Mo Xuetong's face. How could this man be so shameless? How dared he say something like that in front of so many people in the room? Mo Xuetong pushed his hand away, shy and annoyed, and turned her face to the side. She heard rustling sounds in the room and looked up furtively. The maids by the side had all left. She immediately felt as if all her inner thoughts were exposed. Her face grew red and hot and she felt as if even her heart was heating up. "What are you doing!" Mo Xuetong said softly, somewhat annoyed. Howeve

Mo Xuetong spoke with Cairong for a while and then went to walk around the garden with Nanny Yang. Mo Xuetong did not wish to publicize the matter for now. The matter would not be so simple and she had a feeling that Cairong definitely had something to do with the He family. However, Mo Xuetong could not tell if Cairong had anything to do with Consort Xian. Fortunately, she had been dealing with the He family and could find out information from them. The thing with Consort Xian could not be so simple. Perhaps this Cairong was a key to finding out about it. For now, though, she would just watch on regarding the He family and would interfere only at the right time. Anyway, given the characters of the He sisters, things would not be peaceful. As such, Mo Xuetong was not in a hurry. She would wait silently and at the best possible moment... Peonies did not bloom at this time and the flowers that had bloomed earlier were all wilting. All that was left was a ve

"Third Sister, Third Sister. It's not like that. I... I... I want to leave King Yan's Manor. Please, please help me. Third Sister. Otherwise, I will die. They will torture me to death." It seemed that something occurred to Mo Xueqiong, and she shivered. She was as thin as a lath. Trembling with fear, she could not speak a simple sentence with tears pouring down. Obviously, she did live a miserable life in King Yan's Manor. "You want to leave King Yan's Manor?" Mo Xuetong frowned slightly and asked. "Yes, Third Sister. I can only survive if I leave there. Third Sister, please save me, save me. As long as you can save me from King Yan's Manor, I will spend my rest life praying to Buddha for you." Mo Xueqiong begged. "Why don't you go to Father?" "No... Father is not the King Yan's match. Only Third Sister and King Xuan can help me. His Highness, King Xuan is His Majesty's favored son. Third Sister, you have a way to help me out.

On the opposite high building, Mo Xuetong picked the curtain, and fixed her clear and charming eyes intently on what was happening. She felt the sulk brought by Mo Xueqiong dispersed completely with the show, which made her cheer up and smile brightly. "Okay. You've seen enough. Just sit down. Look at you, not like King Xuan's Consort." Feng Yuran reached out his hands and pulled her back with some indulgence. Mo Xuetong touched her neck, and it was kind of stiff. But it was a good and rare show once in a century. Looking at Ling Rui'er burning with a frenzy of rage and having to give money, Mo Xuetong felt happy in her heart. Her eyes rolled smartly, and she asked cutely, "Wasn't it you that asked people to do this?" She still remembered the affair about Ling Yang before. It seemed that Feng Yuran was also involved in it. "I? How could it be? Am I the person who will do it?" Feng Yuran pulled Mo Xuetong into his arms, raised h