Chapter 368 - The Masterminds Behind A Simple Wedding (1/2)

Chapter 368 The Masterminds Behind A Simple Wedding

“It’s alright. Just let them stay, it’s empty anyway.” His hoa.r.s.e voice brought out the unconscious laziness within. Mo Xuetong felt that his manhood was still and thus dared not move much, allowing her breast to be pressed under him and her limbs to be controlled by his hands.

“But…” If this continued, she would be crushed!

“No buts! Turns out my uncle wasn’t as simple as I thought.” Feng Yuran flipped over from her body and released his hands on her. His breathing relaxed as he kissed her hairs softly, a tinge of mockery in his lazy voice.

“What do you know?” Mo Xuetong understood what he meant and turned around too. She blinked her clear pupils and widened her eyes, asking anxiously.

“Do you know who will be marrying the eldest daughter of He family?” Feng Yuran blinked his eyes deviously, a seductive smile appearing on his enchanting face, mockery amidst his devilish aura. “You know him.”

A man that she knew. Mo Xuetong believed that she didn’t know many men, especially one that was as prestigious as implied by the He family. She frowned and pondered on the possibilities.

It was impossible for the man to be You Yuecheng. With his cunning nature, he would not be stirring up trouble now. Anyway, he would not be interested in that pair of sisters.

Who else could it be?

Raising his bright eyes, Mo Xuetong stared at him with dissatisfaction. She pinched his waist and pretended to be angry. “Say, who is it!” Her tender and sweet voice made her seem to be flirting rather than demanding. Hence, she turned shy after saying and instead decided to enter his arms. She took his long slender hand and bit him gently.

“Yu Mingyong!” Feng Yuran touched her hair with care, a tinge of hatred flas.h.i.+ng across his eyes.

That was a man who had been interested in Tong’er!

“Isn’t Yu Mingyong sick?” Mo Xuetong was stunned and slipped out from Feng Yuran’s arms. She blinked her eyes and asked in confusion as she could not understand what had happened.

“Ever since Consort Yu came out of the Cold Palace, Yu Mingyong recovered from his sickness. The changes in her circ.u.mstances were tied with his sickness; such a good coincidence!” Feng Yuran smiled slightly.

Mo Xuetong thought for a brief moment before understanding the situation. Holding his large hand, she then asked in a cold tone, “Is the Yu family still unsatisfied? They wanted to rise using Consort Yu’s status?”

In the Yu family, be it Yu Sirong, Auntie Fang or the Old Madam from Yu family, no one was truly benevolent. How could such a family not rely on as their last straw of hope — Consort Yu. Mo Xuetong was not surprised that the Yu family interfered in the matters of Consort Yu. She was merely curious about the confidence the family had on the Consort Yu’s rise in status to help Yu Mingyong in his plans.Read more new novels on ReadNovelFull.com

She wouldn’t mind dealing with the Yu family again for she would never forgive Auntie Fang!

Feeling her stress and rigidness, Feng Yuran touched her cheeks twice gently, calming her down. “Don’t be so anxious. There will be plenty of times for your revenge later. Now that the Yu family is involved, they won’t be able to retract themselves from this drama so easily. No matter what happened, you have me and I will be here to protect you.”

His low hoa.r.s.e voice brought out noticeable care and concern that flowed gently into Mo Xuetong’s heart. The rigid and hard portion of her heart turned soft and tender again. He was right. She wasn’t alone now. She had someone to guard her against the danger outside, someone to accompany her through the blessing and the trouble.

The pain in her previous life would not appear again!

This time, she didn’t push his hand away, but instead rubbed her tiny face on his giant palm, bringing out her bitterness and sadness.

His concern for her had always been unconditional!

How could it be? How could someone love her so much without her using any tricks or plotting? He was truly who he was, the magnificent and charismatic King Xuan.

“Who is behind the Yu family?” Supported by his palm, Mo Xuetong asked gently.

“Tong’er is indeed so smart!” Feng Yuran sighed.

“Do you not like it!” Mo Xuetong stared at him seductively, pursing her lips and feigning displeasure.

“I like it, of course, I like it! With such a beauty as Tong’er, I am extremely satisfied!” Seeing that even though her face turned red, she spoke with great affection, Feng Yuran felt intense joy as his lips curved into a devilish smile. Satisfied, he explained, “Consort Yu is on Empress Dowager’s side. She can’t have thought that her brother’s Yu family is on my eldest brother’s side.”