Chapter 329 - Mo Xuemin Tried to Stab Her Biological Sister to Death (2/2)
“Mo Xuetong, you talk nonsense. When you fall off the carriage, someone will save me. And I will live a happy life with that person and be never pinned down by Duke Zhenguo’s manor. It was you, such a s.l.u.t, that made Auntie unable to enjoy the status as the princ.i.p.al wife and made me obliged to marry Sima Lingyun. Today, you will die in my hands. Just go to meet your dead mother now!” Mo Xuemin burst into wild laughter, totally deaf to Mo Xuetong’s words. With a cold light, Mo Xuemin pierced at Mo Xuetong’s another finger.
She was at deep enmity with Mo Xuetong for a long time and believed that all of her misfortune was caused by Mo Xuetong. Now, she had a chance to kill Mo Xuetong. How could it not make Mo Xuemin go wild with joy?
But Mo Xueqiong was a little nervous.
“Eldest Sister, could she be right? It is not the road to the Repayment Temple.” Mo Xueqiong pulled Mo Xuemin’s hands and said in a hurry. The carriage b.u.mped over the mountain furiously. Mo Xueqiong was in a horror. As the scenery quickly pa.s.sed by, it was impossible to see the two sides clearly. When Mo Xuetong spoke, Mo Xueqiong peeked out and found something unusual. Why was the carriage driving to the mountain road?
It was obviously not the road to the Repayment Temple.
Not the road to the Repayment Temple? Mo Xuemin was stunned and turned to one side hurriedly. On the window opposite her, the curtain had been pulled down by Mo Xuetong. So looking out of the window, Mo Xuemin only saw the mountain road go up and the horse galloping. The carriage did go up to the mountain, not to the Repayment Temple.
The road to the mountain was an unknown one. That was to say, You Yuecheng’s promise that the carriage would stop after Mo Xuetong fell off could not be realized. And Mo Xuemin would fall with Mo Xuetong into mutilated pieces. Mo Xuemin’s hands could not help trembling, and the hairpin clanged down to the ground. She stared in a trance.
On the winding mountain road, a gorgeous carriage slowly walked. The curtains on the carriage were rolled up half, and a perfectly handsome face could be seen in the carriage. Hearing the cries below and the sound of the speeding horse, Bai Yihao put down the book and asked lightly, “What’s up below?”
The carriage stopped. Lin Yu who followed the carriage flashed, stood on the treetop and said after taking a look down, “Master, something happened to Duke Zhenguo’s manor’s carriage. It seemed that the horse got frightened. Not far away is the cliff. It may fall off.”
Lin Yu answered indifferently and looked at Mo Xuetong whose body had been half out of the carriage. But because Lin Yu could not see the face clearly, she did not who the woman was.
“Keep on going.” An elegant and gentle voice sounded from the carriage.
Bai Yihao picked up the book again and continued his reading with a frown.
On the carriage, Mo Xueqiong was frightened and pulled the window frame. She sweated all over with worry, tugged at Mo Xuemin and asked, “What to do? What should we do now?”
“Release your hands!” After a short trance, Mo Xuemin collected herself and took on a vicious look in her eyes. She pushed Mo Xuetong away, picked up the hairpin on the ground and said to Mo Xuetong ruthlessly, “Mo Xuetong, you s.l.u.t. No matter what will happen today, I want you to die. I want you to die into incomplete and mutilated pieces. I want to stamp on you forever.”
She cursed wildly and pierced the hairpin fiercely with a whiz.
Different from Mo Xueqiong, Mo Xuemin did not have a way back. If Mo Xuemin failed to push Mo Xuetong out of the carriage to kill her, You Yuecheng would not accept her as a concubine secretly and promise her to find a new ident.i.ty for her. If one day, she could give birth to his child, he would make her enjoy the status as a legal wife. Mo Xuemin had never imagined it before she married.
It was due to Mo Xuetong that Mo Xuemin lost that chance o marry the honorable son of the Ming General. Now, it was Mo Xuemin’s last chance. At the thought, Mo Xuemin was seethed with grudge and jealousy. She would not allow Mo Xuetong to survive anyway.
Mo Xuemin looked like a beast in despair. The hatred surged up in her heart, and her face was dark with horrible enmity.
As the finger was p.r.i.c.ked hard again, Mo Xuetong’s hands trembled with pain. She felt the darkness in front of her eyes; her legs got weak, and had to fall to one side. Now, three fingers had been hurt, so her hand was unable to grab any longer. Suddenly, a sharp pain spread from the other hand before she could seize tightly. Mo Xuetong’s eyes fell on a pair of embroidered shoes with colorful flowers and feathers.
She tried to look up, only to see Mo Xuemin’s wildly grinning face. That beautiful face now looked like a ghost’s. And the face’s owner was stepping on Mo Xuetong’s fingertips and twisting her foot mercilessly.
Mo Xuetong was compelled to loosen her hands and closed her eyes. This time, she could not find a way out.
Because she had underestimated her enemy, she refused to bring Mo Feng out. She thought she had clearly seen through Mo Xuemin and Mo Xueqiong’s plot and a.s.serted that they did not dare to take any action against her. But she did not know that she had been others’ p.a.w.n. And the real attack came last.
The situation was completely beyond Mo Xuetong’s control and arrangement. All in all, she was just an unmarried weak woman. So she had no alternative but to release her hands and fall off the wildly running carriage. She did not have the ability or the power to stop the pace into h.e.l.l. She did not expect that after her resurrection in this life, she was still killed by Mo Xuemin.
And still died into a mutilated skeleton beyond recognition.
Mo Xuetong thought, “No matter in the previous and present lives, should I have to repeat the same tragedy and have no trace of chance to take revenge? The G.o.d did play a joke on me and let me repeat the tragedy this life as in my last one—to make me die in Mo Xuemin, this poisonous woman’s hands again.”
She was not reconciled to the fact. How could she be reconciled?
She had not taken revenge for so many people and removed their hatred. But her resurrection of this life had to end up in this way. She was willing to swear by her soul.
“If I were to be born again, I would pay back ten times to the people whose hands were covered with blood.”
Blood fell from the air, and the beautiful young girl fell helplessly from the carriage. Before hitting the ground, her clear eyes were closed tightly, and two lines of tears slipped from her gorgeous face. And the tears seemed to be faintly red. The b.l.o.o.d.y tears were being shed, and the shedding tears were blood…
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