Chapter 99 The Knot in Mo Xuetong’s Heart (2/2)

Bai Yihao did not reply Luo Wenyou. He reached out and took two needles from the table beside him. He looked at Mo Xuetong's unfocused eyes carefully and picked up her hand. He found two acupoints on her hand and p.r.i.c.ked down in a well-practiced manner. Mo Xuetong made a startled sound when the two needles pierced into her skin and her lashes fluttered. Her eyes closed and opened again.

Her eyes were focused this time. Her long lashes fluttered as her eyes landed on Bai Yihao's face in front of her. His handsome eyes were gentle and looked as if they were smiling. His eyes glittered like the stars in the sky as they gradually came into focus in Mo Xuetong's eyes. His handsome and sharp features, his handsome brows and slightly lifted red lips. Even a deity from the heavens paled in comparison to him. He looked at her with glittering and smiling eyes.

He looked at her dotingly, gently and carefully. It made one feel comforted.

That feeling was indescribable to Mo Xuetong, who felt lost and helpless at this moment. She had been walking in the dark earlier, ignored by all, plotted against by others, and had died in a raging fire. And even on her deathbed, no one cared. She did not expect to see an elegant and handsome young man when she awakened who looked at her so gently and comfortingly. It was as if he understood all the pain she experienced and wanted to share her burdens with her.

That was a painful, bitter and numbing feeling. It felt as if she was looking at a family member. She had finally found someone to share her feelings of helplessness and pain. Tears could not help but escape her eyes.

She reached out subconsciously and clutched onto the hem of Bai Yihao's s.h.i.+rt. Sobs escaped her and her soft figure shook. She wanted to sit up, but she realized that she felt weak all over. She looked at Bai Yihao pitifully, her beautiful eyes clouded with tears. Tears fell down her cheeks and she looked innocent and pitiful.

Bai Yihao was stunned. He lowered his volume and asked gently, ”Does your heart feel unwell?”

Does her heart feel unwell? Mo Xuetong closed her eyes painfully and then opened them widely. She felt that the scenes playing before her was too terrible and terrifying. She did not wish to experience such pain anymore. If she did, she would rather die. The concerned face before her made her feel alive again. She bit her lips and her cries turned into whimpers. She felt weak and only her hands clutched on tightly to his white sleeve as if he was the last life raft available.

Her eyes which were staring at Bai Yihao's clear eyes were devoid of any impurities. Her beautiful face was filled with helplessness and sadness. She looked lost, like a little deer that could not find its way home. Bai Yihao's gentle eyes gathered upon her, becoming more focused subconsciously.

He caressed her face gently, and then her forehead. He comforted her with a clear and soft voice, ”It's alright now. It's alright now. You'll be fine after sleeping. All will be fine when you wake up!”

Mo Xuetong closed her eyes as he comforted her. Even though she still whimpered occasionally and tears slid down from the corner of her eyes, her color returned and her hands which were holding onto Bai Yihao tightly relaxed as well.

”Don't disturb her and let her have a good night's sleep. Everything will be fine. As for the other matters of the heart…” Bai Yihao pluck off the two needles that were in Mo Xuetong's hand as his voice trailed off. His handsome gaze could not help but fall onto her fragile and dazed face…

Since it was a knot in her heart, they could only find the source of it slowly and try to help her untangle it. It could not be rushed. Even the best physician would not be able to heal a sickness of the heart. Luo Wenyou understood what Bai Yihao meant, as did Mo Lan.

Mo Lan sighed to herself. She sent Bai Yihao and Luo Wenyou to the doors after they were done packing up. Then, she returned. She gave detailed orders to Mo Yu to tell Mother Xu when she returned to be soft and that she did not have to visit their mistress at night. They were not to startle their mistress and she would sleep outside for the night. The others could go and rest first.

Everyone left, one after another.

The scenes of what happened then flashed before Mo Xuetong's eyes again in the middle of the night. Her child's grey face in death and the blood on the corner of his lips. Mo Xuemin's evil laughter and Sima Lingyun's expression of disgust. The raging fire and the pain she felt as it burned her…Her heart hurt, everywhere hurt and everywhere was injured.

She twisted around subconsciously and her breaths became hurried and anxious.

”Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I am here.” She heard a gentle voice as someone pulled her into an embrace. The soft voice made her feel safe and her body, which was burned and in pain in her dreams, was cooled by the gentle voice.

Mo Xuetong was startled awake and she opened her eyes subconsciously. All was dark before her. Then, she heard a charming laughter. ”Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid. IT's me.” There was a ray of moonlight in the darkness, s.h.i.+ning upon the handsome face of the youth in purple clothes sitting before her bed. Under the moonlight, his handsome face exuded a devilish charm. However, Mo Xuetong seemed to see the faint hint of laughter in his eyes for some reason.

It was not cold and arrogant, but was filled with faint gentleness and love.

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