Chapter 312 - Xuetongs Sadness in the Night (1/2)

Chapter 312 Xuetong’s Sadness in the Night

This marriage contract was really laughable!

She was the only one who had formed the contract, but she did not know who was reeling the line in on the other side. Yet, she was the one locked in the prison that was the contract. Whether she would be released or not depended entirely on someone’s decision!

“Nanny Ming, you all can leave. If He Xia wants to tell me about Xiuning Workshop, it can wait.” Mo Xuetong said hoa.r.s.ely. She forced down the pain she felt in her heart and looked up.

She felt weak all over and there were all sorts of emotions in her heart. She could not tell whether her heart hurt, whether she was sad, hopeless, or helpless. That sense of weakness surged up in her heart like a wave and the coldness drowned her. Her mind was blank and she did not know what she was going to do in the future.

“Miss, Madam was afraid that you would be hurt if you found out. That’s why she kept it from you. It is not that she does not love you. Madam… it was hard for her too!” Nanny Ming said, looking at Mo Xuetong worriedly.

“You all can leave.” Mo Xuetong waved her hand weakly. She just wanted to have some peace and be quiet now.

Nanny Ming and the other maids looked at each other when they saw how pale Mo Xuetong was and how cold and distant her eyes were. They all saw the worry in each other’s eyes.

Everyone could only leave. Mo Lan helped Mo Xuetong to shut the windows.

Mo Xuetong curled up in the corner and sat down wrapping her arms around her knees. A blanket laid haphazardly by her feet. The candles in the room were all extinguished. She looked at the dark sky outside the window. Her heart felt out of place and she felt as if the blood in her body had become solid. Coldness spread throughout her on the cold Spring night.

However, all of this could not beat the coldness she felt in her heart. It was as if there were a large hole in her heart. No matter what she believed or supported, it was all meaningless.

She remembered the woman who used to call her name gently, “Tong’er, Tong’er”. The voice seemed to grow closer and closer. There was a hint of sickness and weakness in her gentle voice. However, the face that appeared to love Mo Xuetong deeply was highly blurry. It was as if that place had been frozen shut. It was shut to light and shadow.

What followed was a tearing and piercing pain!

The pain grew even more intense!

She covered her lips with her hand and vomited blood without any warning. The bright red blood appeared before her eyes, the light from the window shone on it. The calmness and composure Mo Xuetong had broken. Her beautiful eyes settled on the red puddle and cold tears slid down her cheeks and onto her b.l.o.o.d.y hands and white skirt. They looked like blossoming red plum blossoms.

But to Mo Xuetong, it looked like flames glowing in the air. The fire that rushed up into the skies burned the infatuation she once hand and the last of her life. It also burned the antic.i.p.ation she once had…

In that life, she just wanted to marry a husband who loved her. She had only wanted to live a calm and peaceful life. However, the oath that her mother had made Nanny Ming swear came into play. She had watched as the young life in her arms grew cold. His adorable eyes never opened again. That pain had broken all rational thoughts within her.

She had lit the fire personally and it had engulfed everything. She was so hopeless that she could only watch as the two wicked people died along with her. Yet, she was the only one who had died. She remembered how they mocked and laughed her and how they watched as she struggled in pain in the flames. She had howled in pain…

She swore that she would drag the two wicked ones into the depths of h.e.l.l. She was willing to swear it on her soul. She wanted revenge for her mother, for her child, for herself. At the end of her life, she hated the fact that she was too weak, too trusting. In this life, she was going to throw the two into h.e.l.l so that they could have a taste of the agony she once felt.

In the days that followed, there had always been a burning pain in her chest. It hurt as it burnt. She knew that that was hatred. That hatred was so great, and she had shoved it down in the bottom of her chest firmly.

After she had been given a second chance in life, she had never expected that no matter in her past life or this life, her beloved mother would be the one who had lied to her the most. Her mother, whom she had sworn to protect. Her mother, whose death she wanted to avenge…

How could she stand it!

She could not help the tears that slid down her cheeks in the dark. She hugged her knees to herself in the corner, but she still felt the pain and the cold. The pain and cold came from within her bones and her body shook slightly. She had to bite down hard on her lips to press down the pain and coldness that surged up from within her heart.

She felt as if she were submerged completely in icy cold water. Her consciousness felt that it had been battered by the ice, and she lost all control…

At this moment, she would rather be ignorant. It would not be that bad if she were to descend into h.e.l.l like this forever!

“Tong’er, Tong’er, what’s the matter?” She had almost lost all senses in her haze of pain. She was suddenly enveloped in a warm embrace. She could hear a familiar voice that sounded anxious. The lazy voice was filled with anxiety and anger. Someone shook her violently.

Mo Xuetong tried hard to open her eyes. She looked through a grey lifeless fog and saw an extremely handsome face.

“Tong’er, Tong’er!” Feng Yuran reached into his s.h.i.+rt and took out a jade bottle when he saw that something was not right with her. He flicked the bottle open and took out a pill from within before throwing the bottle to the side. He forced her mouth open and fed her the medicine. A cool liquid slid down her throat and wisps of energy flooded into her limbs and meridians. She regained a little clarity in her eyes.

However, her eyes were still confused and she looked at the handsome and concerned face in front of her.

“Go! I don’t want to see you!” Mo Xuetong suddenly said coldly. She pushed his hand away and lifted her blankets stubbornly despite the dizziness that overcame her.

“I’ll keep you company!” Feng Yuran reached out to hold her face in his hands, wiping her tears away carefully. He frowned and Mo Xuetong felt a lump in her throat when she saw his clear eyes. She desired the gentleness in her past life and wanted it now as well. But she did not deserve it. She did not deserve such happiness!

“I don’t need your company, go!” Mo Xuetong pushed him away again. She pursed her lips tightly. There was not a hint of a smile on her face, and there was a cold, distant look on it. “King Xuan, Your Highness, we do not have any relations.h.i.+p at all. It is inappropriate for you to be in my room now.”

“What’s the matter? Did Bai Yihao make you angry?” Feng Yuran looked at her and asked gently. He reached out to tuck a loose tendril of hair behind her ear. Mo Xuetong wanted to turn away to avoid him but he reached out to hold her chin. She could only bite her lips stubbornly while she looked at him.