Chapter 95 Xuetong Loses the Will to Live (1/2)

No matter how she plotted, she did not expect the s.l.u.t to pretend to faint at such an important moment, ruining her plans. Mo Xuemin knew that it was impossible to find such a chance again in the future. With Mo Xuetong around, it would be extremely difficult to help make Auntie Fang the main wife. The s.l.u.t had hurt herself just to stop Auntie Fang from being made the main wife.

Mo Xuemin's heart was filled with hatred as she gritted her teeth. Her tender lower lip had been bit on so hard by her that blood had appeared. Her eyes were filled with a vicious red color as well.

She would not be so kind anymore. Auntie Fang can only become the main wife only if Mo Xuetong were dead. She would only be able to become the main daughter then and her elder brother would be able to take the helm of the family as the main son. Mo Xuetong's mother's dowry would become hers. With these, it would not be an issue even if His Majesty were to sanction her marriage…

However, for all of this to happen, that s.l.u.t has to die. Furthermore, she has to die in a terrible manner for Mo Xuemin to work off her anger! She wanted badly to cut Mo Xuetong into a million pieces. Her cold and sinister eyes spun towards Mo Xiu viciously. There was a glint of ruthlessness in them.

Mo Xiu s.h.i.+vered and did not dare to say anything. She kept the porcelain shards in her hands. However, she cut herself because she was afraid. Yet, she did not dare to say anything. The air was stiff and cold.

Moments later, Mo Xuemin said coldly, ”Let's go. Let's go and visit my good younger sister!”

It had only been mere moments, but Mo Xuemin had already regained her calmness. Only those who have been by her side all this time would know how angry and vicious she was right now. Mo Xiu did not dare to say anything else. She tossed the things in her hand to one side and followed Mo Xuemin out of the ancestral hall.

The sun was s.h.i.+ning brightly outside. The winder sun brought a sense of warmth to one as it shone. Yet, Mo Xiu felt a bone-piercing cold as the sun shone upon her. It was even colder outside than inside. She secretly glanced at First Miss, who was standing very straight. She had regained her gracious and elegant appearance. Mo Xiu could even see a warm smile on her mistress' lips. She looked just like how she looked as usual. Gentle and gracious!

However, Mo Xiu's eyes could not help but twitch when she saw the smile on Mo Xuemin's face. She crossed her hands together subconsciously, warming her cold hands. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at Mo Xuemin again. She hastened her step and followed behind Mo Xuemin to Qingwei Garden.

There were a group of physicians who looked on helplessly in Qingwei Garden!

They did not manage to diagnose Mo Xuetong. They only felt that her breath was weak and was barely there. The physicians that were invited in all shook their head and sighed. They only said that they could not do anything and left with their medicine case. Mo Huawen waited there anxiously with furrowed brows. He was not in the mood to care about anything else. He did not even bother with Mo Xuemin, who came over under the guise of a gentle and gracious elder sister.

Mo Xuemin, however, was in a good mood because of this.

Looking at the current situation, the s.l.u.t seemed to be really ill. She had not intentionally tried to spoil Mo Xuemin's plans. A hint of evilness flashed through her eyes. It would be best if she did not regain consciousness and died immediately. She cried for her Third Sister by the side of the bed weakly and cried, pretending to be worried. Then, she returned to her courtyard. If Mo Xuetong died, then everything would be considered resolved.

As such, Mo Xuemin would not do anything for now. She would wait and see.

While she waited in silence, Mo Xuetong's world was not as quiet!

Was she going to die?!

She walked on the dark path. Everything around her was endlessly dark. It was lonely and terrifying. Various scenes rose from the dark horizon. When she first learned to speak, her father's love for her. In the peach blossom forest, a young Mo Huawen hugging her beautiful mother. Was that her catching b.u.t.terflies with her maids?

Her young face was full of joy!

The next scene was when her mother died. She stood outside her mother's room and watched as her father came in a hurry. She went up to him and yelled at him angrily. That was the first time she had shed her cowardly-self and spoke to her father coldly. That was Auntie Fang and Mo Xuemin standing by the side. Their expression was one of insuppressible joy.

So she and her father had already fallen into their trap then…

What was that next? The chaotic scenes of her past life appeared again. Being discovered, fallen into a trap and having to marry Sima Lingyun. Even though she had 120 sets of dowry when she went to the Duke's Manor, but who knew how many were truly valuable? Auntie Fang had l.u.s.ted over the dowry her mother had left her. To the outside world, she had said virtuously that she would add on to that dowry. But even the maids of the manor would turn their noses up at those.

The moldy silks left in the storeroom. Battered tables and chairs, chipped porcelain. Accessories that were gold-plated, and the miserable twenty-tales of silver at the bottom of the trunks…

The d.u.c.h.ess must have been started disliking her at first because of that! That's why she had looked down on Mo Xuetong and made things difficult for her!

She slowly realized that Sima Lingyun's neglect towards her after marrying into the Duke's Manor. However, she had lied to herself and pretended not to notice. She thought that the loving Sima Lingyun was just too busy, which was why he was so impatient towards her. She had even gone to the General's Manor especially and knelt before her grandmother, asking her two uncles to help Sima Lingyun.