Chapter 244 - You Bit Me, Id Be Embarrassed (1/2)

Mo Xuetong could not remember how Feng Yuran sent her home. Her hands and feet were still icy cold when she returned to her room.

Auntie Fang was still well and alive to plot against her. This made her feel terrible.

She thought of her deceased mother and how she had died in that woman’s hands. Rage filled her vision earlier and she had almost rushed down if Feng Yuran had not hugged her tightly and covered her mouth. She did not know why she was so rash, she had even bit the hand Feng Yuran placed over her mouth.

The hand was placed before her under the light. The clear teeth marks proved how irrational she was earlier.

“You bit my hand. If Father sees this tomorrow, he will definitely ask who did it. I would be embarra.s.sed then.” Feng Yuran raised his eyebrows at the end of his declaration. A hint of a smile pa.s.sed through his eyes.

Mo Xuetong bit her lips and felt a little ashamed. She had always had self-control, so why had she lost control earlier? Was it because she heard how disrespectful they were to her mother or was it because they mentioned poisoning her during their conversation? She did not expect that Auntie Fang had long since met up with the Yu family.

They met up not long after Auntie Fang became a concubine.

She did not expect that the Yu family had been the one to deliver the poison that had poisoned her mother.

The seemingly kind and benevolent Old Madam Yu was the instigator behind Auntie Fang. Mo Xuetong wanted to tear her face off. In her past life, the Old Madam Yu had always acted very benevolent after Auntie Fang became Mo Huawen’s legal wife. She would bring the same good food and things for Mo Xuetong and Mo Xuemin every time she visited the Mo Manor. Mo Xuetong had been very grateful to her then.

She even thought that her maternal family was not as considerate as Old Madam Yu was.

She had never imagined that the old woman was the most vicious one. She had helped Auntie Fang to plot against Mo Xuetong’s mother just so her daughter would become the legal wife.

Her eyes were cold and filled with hurt. The forbearance in her eyes made one’s heart hurt for her. She bit her lips, which were pale and bleeding, forcefully.

Feng Yuran could not help but reach out as if he wanted to hold her hand. However, he suddenly stopped beside her hand and then moved away, instead, pulling her into his embrace. The girl in his embrace shook slightly. “Be good, don’t cry. The Yu family will not be able to last any longer. Then, I will get rid of the entire family to help you vent your anger.”

He comforted her gently, displaying a clumsiness he did not usually show. It was obvious that he had never comforted anyone before. Furthermore, it was obvious that this person, who did not know how to comfort others, had wanted to find a way to torture her enemies earlier when he said he would take her out to vent her anger. He thought that thinking of ways to torture them would make her feel better, but did not understand why she was even angrier upon their return.

Mo Xuetong paused for a moment. She did not expect him to be so forward. Their hugging on the roof was out of necessity, but if they still hugged here, it would be inappropriate. However, she felt that his solid chest was warm and was what she needed most now. Tears filled her eyes for some reason.

“What’s the matter? Cry if you wish to!”

This was the last straw. The tears in her eyes rolled down her icy cold cheeks like pearls. She was cold, even her heart was. At first, there was still a forced smile on her face but in the end, she was engulfed by sadness.

At this moment, she had completely forgotten her self-restraint, coldness, and distance. She felt that this hug was her harbor. She could cry to her heart’s content and did not need to care that others might be watching her. She had to be extremely careful at all times in the past and was unwilling to have much to do with King Xuan.

She did not have to care about all that now.

Her mother’s hurt, pain, and wrongful death. Her father had let Auntie Fang off so easily. All of this remained in her heart and she found it hard to bear. The warmth he provided allowed her to cry so much she choked with sobs.

Mo Ye, who had been waiting outside heard the commotion inside. She wanted to stand up when a figure flashed outside the window. She looked carefully and found that it was Mo Feng. Mo Feng made a sign with his hands and gestured that King Xuan was inside and for her to ignore what was happening inside. Mo Ye sat up and listened carefully. She shook her head and went back to sleep when she only heard her mistress sobbing silently.

Her mistress had never been afraid in the face of danger and was gracious, intelligent, and witty. This had all left a deep impression in Mo Ye. She saw everything that happened today and knew what troubled her mistress. However, her mistress had not cried and went to bed early.

That was not right!

Mo Ye had been trained and knew that if a person did not vent his or her emotions, it would damage one’s body. This was especially so for Mo Xuetong, who was in poor health. She had heard that Mo Xuetong had almost died in the Qin Manor. If she was upset and kept it bottled up, she would eventually fall sick and that would be bad.

Many women in the inner courtyards died early because of poor health brought about by depression.

It was good, for at least Mo Xuetong was crying now. Her master had not made a wasted trip.

Mo Xuetong cried for a long while against Feng Yuran’s chest. She did not know where she was and how much time had pa.s.sed but she stopped after a long while.

She pushed Feng Yuran away. Her voice was stuffy and m.u.f.fled as she said, “Many thanks, Your Highness.”

“Are you feeling better?” Feng Yuran said with a light smile. However, his eyes shone brightly. One could feel his heated gaze even in the cold night.

Mo Xuetong looked up into the sky, feeling lost and helpless. Her long slender fingers were pale because of the strength she had exerted as she placed them at her knees. They were more beautiful than her plane skirts and shone in the light like porcelain.

She turned around slowly when she heard Feng Yuran’s questions. Her gaze landed on his handsome and gentle face. Her expression was one of confusion which later cleared up. Her fingers moved by her skirt and her eyes grew more lively.

“Do you want to avenge your mother?” Feng Yuran glanced at her and asked her temptingly. It was as if he had not found her regaining her wits awkwardly at all or the blush on her cheeks.

Mo Xuetong’s shyness and guilt abated because of his acting naturally.

She bit her lips but did not say anything. She had embarra.s.sed herself by crying bitterly in his chest. She really could not discuss important matters as if nothing happened immediately after that. She looked down, trying to hide the awkwardness she felt.

“Say, if your maternal family finds out about this, what would they do? Would they seek out the Yu Manor for justice? I heard that your maternal grandmother was a mighty character back in those days. Would she go straight to the Yu Manor to beat up that evil old woman?” Feng Yuran did not care about her att.i.tude and instead started to speak while laughing.