Chapter 26 The Bastard Plots in the Temple (2/2)

Brother He and Brother Ling knew that something was up and refused to let Sima Lingyun off.

They were used to philandering. One of them held Sima Lingyun while the other one pushed his hand away with a smile, wanting to walk towards the light. They had not expected the usually proper duke's son to be meeting his lover in the middle of the night. Was there anything more interesting than this?

”Brother Sima, don't lie anymore. Look at the sweat on your face. It's alright. I'll just take a look. Just a look.” Brother He pulled away Sima Lingyun's hand which was blocking him and took two steps forward with a smile on his face. A person suddenly rushed up to them and before they could even take a close look, Brother He's head had been hit. He felt a drone in his head rang and they only sensed a slender figure flash by.

”There's someone...” Brother He only had time to say that before he fell to the ground.

Sima Lingyun had thought that his ploy was going to succeed. Just as he was faking the jostle between him and Brother Ling, he suddenly felt a sense of unease. He turned around hurriedly. However, before he could see anything clearly, a hemp bag was thrown over his head. He had not had the time to struggle before he was. .h.i.t several times by a stick. Even though he was skilled, the incident had happened so suddenly and his hands and legs were restricted by the bag. He was no match for his a.s.saulter and fell to the ground.

Brother Ling was so afraid he took two steps back. He was a philandering n.o.ble who was good at nothing. He was protected by the three child servants and watched a young servant who held a large rod. With a few strikes, Sima Lingyun stopped moving and he did not even dare to make a sound.

”If you dare to provoke first miss again, you will die.” The servant said fiercely and pulled Sima Lingyun, who had fainted, out from the bag. He crouched down beside Sima Lingyun and rummaged through his clothing. After a while, he took out the red pouch from Sima Lingyun's clothes.

The servant tore out the pouch and held it in his hands, standing up with satisfaction and smiled coldly at the shaking Brother Ling. He dragged the big rod behind him and waved it at Brother Ling, who was so afraid he retracted backward. Brother Ling did not dare to say anything else. It was late and dark and there was nowhere for him to complain to if he were really hit.

The a.s.sailant put the sachet in his arms, dragged the rod behind him, picked up the lantern from the ground, and took several strides towards Brother Ling. Brother Ling thought that he was going to be hit and he trembled, wanting to say a few nice words. However, the servant did not even look at them before leaving.

When the lights moved far away, Brother Ling heaved a sigh of relief. He pushed aside the servant in front of him. He wanted to check on Sima Lingyun, who had been beaten unconscious and the unlucky Brother He who had been implicated.

”Sir, look. That person dropped this.” Sima Lingyun and Brother He's servant hurried up to save his master when he saw that the danger had pa.s.sed. Brother Ling's servant stayed beside Brother Ling. His eyes suddenly shone as he pointed at a sheet of paper on the path.

”Where did that come from? Bring it here.” Brother Ling was angry. He had almost been beaten up by someone for no reason. He had to figure out the reason no matter what.

”It fell out from the pouch His Excellency was carrying. The person dropped it when he touched it earlier. I saw that clearly.” The servant ran over and gave it to Brother Ling in an attempt to court favor.

Brother Ling unfolded the paper and his face paled in anger. He scrunched up the paper angrily and glared at Sima Lingyun who was lying by the side unconscious due to his severe injuries.

”What happened earlier?” On the other side, Brother He, who had been beaten lightly, stood up unsteadily. ”Did the beauty hit us?” This person still remembered that matter even though he had been hit.

”What beauty. It's a b.a.s.t.a.r.d. Look.” Brother Ling pa.s.sed him the wad of paper he scrunched up angrily.

Brother He smoothed out the paper and saw the words on it and immediately grew angry. He tore the paper into shreds and scolded. ”b.a.s.t.a.r.d. b.a.s.t.a.r.d. How dare he use me as bait! I've been too confident and made a mistake.”

”Let's go. We won't let them use us so easily.”

”I'll head down the mountain and spread the news about their ugly business. Let's go.” The two brought their servants and left one after another in rage. They ignored Sima Lingyun who laid on the ground, unconscious. The servant was cowardly, and when he saw his surroundings growing darker, he was so frightened that he half dragged and half carried Sima Lingyun away, stumbling as he ran on the path they were on.

As the footsteps disappeared, the place darkened.

After a moment, two figures fell from the tall tree beside the scene. One of the figures stumbled as she ran to the fish tank beside the yard and whispered hurriedly, ”Miss, miss, are you OK?”

Mo Ye quickly pulled Mo Xuetong, who was half frozen, out from the tank. She was completely soaked and her face and lips were pale. The clothes she had on were thin and when the wind blew, she was so cold that she almost fainted.

Even so, her clear eyes remained calm. Even though Mo Ye was gifted to Mo Xuetong, she only truly yielded to the beautiful and slender young woman then. Who would have thought that the beautiful and weak woman would be so vicious to herself? It was late autumn and they were in the mountains at night. Winter was approaching, but she had submerged herself into a water tank. Even though Mo Ye knew martial arts, she might not even be able to take it.

She took off her jacket and wrapped it around Mo Xuetong's slender body. Mo Lan cried badly by the side and used a handkerchief to wipe the water from Mo Xuetong's face. She said, ”Miss, I said I should be the one to enter the water tank, but you refused to agree. Your health has always been poor, how can you bear it.”

Mo Xuetong took some time to find her voice. She said hoa.r.s.ely, ”I'm alright. Your hand... you must not get cold.”

Then, she could not bear it any longer. She collapsed into Mo Ye's embrace and her body shook, beyond her control.

”Walk slowly behind. I'll go back first.” Mo Ye saw that something was wrong. After telling Mo Lan that, she ran quickly with Mo Xuetong in her arms.

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