Chapter 175 - Fleeing the Carriage and The Struggle between Life and Death. (2/2)

“Are those people there?” Mo Xuemin gritted her teeth and asked coldly. She stood up and took a few hurried steps.

“Yes, they’ve been there for a while. They are behind the tree. It is a good hiding spot. His Excellency said that as long as something this big happens to her, what happened in the palace would be considered a small matter. People will start to forget it slowly. His Excellency says that you do not have to worry.” Mo Xiu tried to please Mo Xuemin when she saw the dark expression on her face.

Mo Xuemin’s face seemed terrifying under the light. She laughed coldly and walked up to the window. She pushed the window up softly and could see everything clearly. A carriage appeared across the street. The dark carriage was inconspicuous, making it easier to do things. The driver of the carriage belonged to the manor. In order to make Mo Xuetong trust them, they had used a trusted servant of Auntie Fang. It was worth it in exchange for Mo Xuetong.

Mo Xuemin closed the windows. Then, she picked up her cape which was draped on the screen and put it on.

“Miss, you…” Mo Xiu hurried over to help her and asked her in a puzzled voice. She did not understand why Mo Xuemin was not watching from here but was putting on her cape and about to leave. This was a good spot. His Excellency had especially chosen it for her mistress to vent. It was so she could clearly see Third Miss losing her reputation.

“I can’t see clearly from here. I want to see it even more clearly. There will be a lot of people who will go up to the carriage now. There will be many people seeing Third Sister lose her reputation. She won’t notice me. I really want to know if she would be so ashamed and want to die when she sees that so many people have seen her being kidnapped by a man. Mo Xiu, how can I not watch such an interesting scene?”

Mo Xuemin’s eyes glowed with viciousness and jealousy under the dim yellow candlelight. In the dark room, her eyes shone like the devil’s fire and her beautiful features twisted.

Mo Xiu was shocked by her bloodthirsty and vicious words. She could not help but avoid Mo Xuemin’s eyes as she reached out carefully to help her put on her veil.

When she thought of how Mo Xuetong was about to lose her reputation, Mo Xuemin felt extremely satisfied. It was as if she had taken an icy cold drink in the hot summer. She had always lost to that little s.l.u.t. She would make sure that Mo Xuetong couldn’t get back up again this time. She would crush Mo Xuetong beneath her feet forever. So what if she was beautiful? How would Mo Xuetong find a good man if her reputation was ruined? She would find a chance in the future and toss her into a brothel. She would see how the legal daughter would be able to do anything about it.

Mo Xuemin moved even faster when she thought of that. She put on her veil impatiently and opened the door. She hurried out together with Mo Xiu. She kept an ear out for what was happening outside as she walked down the stairs. When she was descending the stairs, there was a loud collision. The entire building shook. Everyone was shocked and they all asked around to see what was happening.

An evil smile appeared on the face hidden beneath the veil. Indeed, just like what she had planned, the horse carriage had run into a large tree. The person waiting there pretending to be Sima Lingyun jumped out, wanting to save Mo Xuetong who was inside the carriage. Sima Lingyun, who was inside the carriage, would get off. The two would swap and Sima Lingyun would become the hero who saved the beauty. Mo Xuetong would have to appear before all because of the collision. Her kidnapping by a man couldn’t be hidden then.

This could ruin a woman to the point of no return!

The carriage crashed into the tree. Mo Xuetong was tossed around in the carriage as well. The horse carriage flipped and Mo Xuetong hit her head hard on the carriage walls. Her head buzzed and her vision grew hazy. She could not even hold the porcelain shard in her hand tightly. Her mind halted.

“Third Miss Mo?” Someone outside exclaimed.

“Quick, save Third Miss Mo.”

“His Excellency Sima, there’s someone in the carriage. Did someone take Third Miss Mo hostage?”

“Quick, quick save her!” A cold smile appeared on Mo Xuetong’s lips when she heard the voices. The porcelain shard in her hand jabbed down viciously on the body of the man who attempted to climb out of the carriage. She plunged the shard down, using all her strength to drive it in.

She did not know where she stabbed the man in the dark. Sima Lingyun could not help but yell out in pain. Mo Xuetong bit her lips and pulled the shard back. Then, she slammed her right hand down forcefully once more. She stabbed him over and over again, filled with desperation and hate. Her mind was in a mess and it was as if she had returned to the day she died.

The wedding hall draped in red. Sima Lingyun and Mo Xuemin’s mocking gazes. The hate that seeped into her bones. All of that was sufficient for her to forget where she was. She only wanted to take Sima Lingyun’s life now and seek revenge for her child, Mother Xu, Mo Lan, and the others. She would not care even if she were to sink into despair once more.

The porcelain shard lifted and fell. She could not see much in the dark. She only felt a heavy slap at her chest. She could not help but fall from the half-opened doors. There was a metallic taste at her throat and she threw up blood. Her body flew out of the carriage door like a windswept leaf.

She could not see anything clearly as she emerged from the dark and saw the snowy skies. There was a patch of nothingness. It was just like the red that she would never forget. Mo Xuetong wanted to laugh. She had died in a fire in her past life. She had been burned to death. This life, she was to die in the icy cold snow. She would be frozen to death.

She did not know what sins she had committed. Though she was reborn again, she still ended up dying like this.

How many bad things had she done for her to die so tragically each time?

In her past life, she had been burned to crisps in the fire after she had been poisoned. In this life, she was beaten up and had thrown up blood before she died in the snow.

She suddenly felt like laughing. It was a pity that the pure white ground would be dirtied because of her!

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