Chapter 446 - The Vicious Mo Xueqiong Begs for Help (2/2)
The tense atmosphere in the room lightened. Another maid served up sunflower seeds and snacks. It did not take long for the three to start laughing and chatting together.
Inside Mo Xuetong’s room, Mo Xuetong softened with the persuasion of her maids.
Mo Xuetong sat in front. Even though her expression was one of dissatisfaction, she was not as cold or sharp as before. However, she did not seem like she intended to pay attention to Mo Xueqiong.
“Didn’t King Yan treat you pretty well before? He even allowed you to be his second consort. Why hasn’t he paid you attention after you entered the manor?” Mo Xuetong picked up the teacup by her side and asked lightly after taking a sip of tea.
“He had lied to me before. I am disfigured and don’t have the affection of our father. How will His Highness truly care for me? Third Sister, please. Third Sister, save me!” Mo Xueqiong accepted the tea Mo Ye handed her. However, she did not drink it but looked at Mo Xuetong sadly. The white mask on her face was smeared with tears and snot and had been left on the side. One could see the gaping wounds on her face. She was truly disfigured.
“You are now the second consort of King Yan’s Manor and is considered to be part of the royal family. How am I going to save you!” Mo Xuetong asked.
“No, Third Sister… I am not part of the royal family.” Mo Xueqiong wiped her tears with a handkerchief. She looked pitiful and on the brink of falling apart.
“Why? You were betrothed to King Yan personally by His Majesty. Why is your name not part of the royal registry?” Mo Xuetong asked in shock.
The royal registry was like the family archives of the royal family. Only those who were on the registry were recognized by the royal family. Ordinary concubines and bed maids had no place in the royal family. As such, even if the legal wife were to beat them to death or gift them to others, nothing would happen. A place on the royal registry represented one’s status in the royal family.
“Third Sister, Consort Yan said… she said that I and w.a.n.g Xiuxiu were sent to King Yan’s Manor because His Majesty wanted to punish King Yan. No one would acknowledge our status. That’s why she did not allow us… I went to beg His Highness but he did not say anything. He does not care about me anymore for I am a disfigured woman.”
Mo Xueqiong cried.
“King Yan did not speak up for you at all?” Mo Xuetong continued her questioning.
“Yes, that’s right. His Highness has not seen me since I entered the manor. I went to beg him and knelt at the front of his courtyard door. However, he did not even come to see me and had the servants drag me away.” Mo Xueqiong recalled the night when she was dragged away. Her heart hurt so much she could not breathe. She could hear laughter coming from behind the windows. It was King Yan and a woman laughing inside.
Couldn’t he hear her pained cries outside?!
The guards who came to drag her away dragged her by her feet towards the outside uncaringly. She was thrown onto the ground, and from the seams of the curtains, she could clearly see the despise in the woman’s eyes. At that moment, she wanted to find a hole to crawl into and hide. She did not dare to cry out loud and allowed the guards to drag her out and throw her at the back entrance like a pile of garbage.
It suddenly started to rain and the large water droplets pelted at her, raising her from her unconsciousness. She wanted to stand but realized that she had twisted her right leg in her struggles with the guards. She could not stand. She used her hands to drag herself towards her courtyard. There were maids walking by her but none of them stopped to help her.
There were a few of them who even laughed and stepped on her. They ran away laughing when they saw her trying to pull her hand back in pain.
She was the Fourth Miss of the Mo family and was praised by many. She had never been treated like this. Now, she was disfigured and abandoned by King Yan. She had no future to speak of anymore.
At that moment, she wanted to die. Only if she was dead could she not feel so ashamed.
She did not crawl any longer and allowed the rain to pelt at her. She could not see anything in front of her other than the sheets of rain. The pain she felt had disappeared too. Just when she thought she was about to die, a pair of shoes appeared before her. She looked up, and beneath the tall and wide umbrella, was the face of a cold and handsome man…
“Then what are you going to do?” Mo Xuetong asked lightly. Her long lashes fluttered, hiding the ridicule in her eyes.
“Third Sister, save me. Please save me. I know you are the only one who can save me now!” Mo Xueqiong looked up pleadingly. She suddenly slid down and knelt at Mo Xuetong with a thud. She cried, “Third Sister, there is no way out for me in King Yan’s Manor now. I came out this time hoping to meet you. I know that you definitely have a way to save me.”
She scooted forward on her knees and tugged on the edges of Mo Xuetong’s skirt. She lifted her swollen face at Mo Xuetong and pleaded with her bitterly.
“How do you want me to save you? Do you want me to steal you from King Yan’s Manor or tell King Yan to divorce you? You have to know that your marriage was bestowed upon by His Majesty. Even if King Yan wanted to divorce you, it would not be possible.” Mo Xuetong patted Mo Xueqiong’s hand and tugged her skirt away. Her tone was cold and full of ridicule.
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