Chapter 447 - Set a Trap in the Puguang Temple: How Vicious! (1/2)

“Third Sister, Third Sister. It’s not like that. I… I… I want to leave King Yan’s Manor. Please, please help me. Third Sister. Otherwise, I will die. They will torture me to death.” It seemed that something occurred to Mo Xueqiong, and she s.h.i.+vered. She was as thin as a lath. Trembling with fear, she could not speak a simple sentence with tears pouring down. Obviously, she did live a miserable life in King Yan’s Manor.

“You want to leave King Yan’s Manor?” Mo Xuetong frowned slightly and asked.

“Yes, Third Sister. I can only survive if I leave there. Third Sister, please save me, save me. As long as you can save me from King Yan’s Manor, I will spend my rest life praying to Buddha for you.” Mo Xueqiong begged.

“Why don’t you go to Father?”

“No… Father is not the King Yan’s match. Only Third Sister and King Xuan can help me. His Highness, King Xuan is His Majesty’s favored son. Third Sister, you have a way to help me out. Right?” Mo Xueqiong stretched out her hand to pull Mo Xuetong’s sleeve, almost like grasping the last life-saving straw. She raised her head and begged Mo Xuetong with tears.

Mo Xuetong was silent for a while and did not speak.

Mo Yu felt sorry for Mo Xueqiong and forgot how disgusted she felt just now for Mo Xueqiong. Mo Yu’s eyes became slightly red and she said with some hesitation, “My Lady, Fourth Miss is so pitiful. Could you…”

Mo Xuetong took a sideways glare at Mo Yu, which stunned Mo Yu, and then she did not continue her words. However, Mo Yu did not look at Mo Xueqiong as fiercely as before, instead, there was a hint of sympathy in her eyes.

“My Lady!” Mo Ye also spoke timidly beside with the intention to beg for Mo Xueqiong. Mo Xueqiong’s several words actually softened the hearts of the people in the room.

“Mo Ye, help Fourth Miss up.” Mo Xuetong said.

Mo Ye came to help Mo Xueqiong up who had crumpled over the ground with tears.

“Well, tell me how you want to leave.” Mo Xuetong looked apathetic with a penetrating chill in her eyes. She just stared at Mo Xueqiong quietly, and did not ask the question till Mo Xueqiong felt fl.u.s.tered by the stare and lowered the head to pretend to cry.

Mo Xueqiong was overjoyed inwardly. With grat.i.tude in her eyes, she took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears and said, “Third Sister, I will listen to you all. I have no idea now. And I will listen to whatever you say.”

“You really have no idea?” Mo Xuetong looked calm.

“Third Sister, I, I really…” Mo Xueqiong looked at Mo Xuetong timidly and answered hesitantly.

“Since you have no idea, just come back and think about it. Come to tell me when you have any idea. Mo Ye, send Fourth Miss back.” Mo Xuetong’s face froze suddenly, and she put the teacup in her hand heavily on the table, and stood up, about to come into the inner room.

“Third Sister, Third Sister, I… I have an idea, please… please help me.” Seeing Mo Xuetong answered so pointedly, Mo Xueqiong realized things would go bad, so she hurried to block Mo Xuetong’s way and shouted, with panic and fl.u.s.ter full of her eyes.

“Have you got an idea?” Mo Xuetong turned back and asked coldly.

“Third Sister, I do have an idea, but I don’t know if it’s feasible, so I dare not to tell Third Sister.” Mo Xueqiong said with tears and peeped at Mo Xuetong. Finding Mo Xuetong just looked cold but not angry, Mo Xueqiong felt a sigh of relief in her heart.

Mo Xuetong sat down on the couch again and looked at Mo Xueqiong. “Go ahead!”

Mo Xueqiong nodded and said with sobs, “A few days later, it is the anniversary of King Yan’s mother’s death. His Majesty allows King Yan and the ladies in the manor to wors.h.i.+p in the temple. And I will go there as well. If Third Sister can arrange several people to aid me behind the temple, I can succeed in escaping. I am not valued in King Yan’s Manor and don’t get a royal recognition. So even though I disappear, no one will care about me. Besides, it happens in the temple, which will have nothing to do with Third Sister.”

Her words sounded methodical. It could be a feasible plan. Not to mention whether Mo Xueqiong was valued or not in King Yan’s Manor, Mo Xueqiong was just a second consort without any royal background. Even though something terrible did happen to her in the temple, who could she turn to for help? Moreover, considering King Yan’s current situation, he was being grounded, so he had to keep a lower profile now so as not to stir up any trouble to displease the Emperor. Even if Mo Xueqiong disappeared, King Yan just reported that she died of a disease.

Who really cared about whether she was alive or dead?

“Which temple?” Mo Xuetong frowned.

“It’s the Puguang Temple outside the capital, where King Yan’s mother is placed. At this time of the year, King Yan always takes people there.” Seeing Mo Xuetong did not refuse, Mo Xueqiong felt overjoyed, but still wore sadness on her face. She said, “On that day, a number of people will go there. I wonder whether the people sent by Third Sister will recognize me. If something unexpected happens, it doesn’t matter that I can’t escape, but if Third Sister will suffer it, even death cannot exonerate me from the blame.”

King Yan would bring the ladies to go with him. Although it was impossible to know the number, judging from Mo Xuetong’s dangerous experience in King Yan’s Manor last time, the women around King Yan must be in a large number. Mo Xueqiong could go to the back door when those women too. Make sure that Mo Xuetong’s people would not get the wrong person, otherwise, it would cause terrible trouble.

Even though Mo Xueqiong was not valued in King Yan’s Manor, she was still a second consort that the Emperor awarded to King Yan.

Mo Xueqiong talked as if she planned everything for Mo Xuetong.