Chapter 96 An Invitation from Mo Xuetong’s Cousin and Bai Yihao Makes a Move (2/2)

The General's Manor was one of them. Even though Luo Wenyou interacted closely with him, he did not dare to invite Bai Yihao over to his home often, afraid that he would bring trouble to his family. The Mo Manor was the Emperor's new favorite. If Luo Wenyou got closer to Bai Yihao now, Emperor Zongwen would grow suspicious of them. Even if Luo Wenyou wanted to help his cousin, he would think twice about it. He would ask the elders of the Luo Manor and Mo Huawen for their opinion, and think about it before he acted. It would take several days for him to come to a decision.

He would not act like this, coming to Bai Yihao mere hours later to ask him for help. Luo Wenyou was doing things that he would not do in the past. It seemed that a new master had appeared behind Luo Wenyou. Bai Yihao was interested in finding out more about this person! It was rare to find a master. Bai Yihao suddenly felt rather interested.

The smile on his lips grew. His long robe fluttered behind him, as did his dark hair. He went up to the door to welcome Luo Wenyou. He looked at the corridor where Luo Wenyou was hurrying up and a cold smile appeared in his eyes.

What a rush he was in! It was obvious that Luo Wenyou's love for his cousin was not ordinary. The General's Manor truly cared for that granddaughter of theirs. That was great!

In Qingwei Garden, Mo Xuetong laid quietly on the bed. Her dark black hair and long lashes were beautiful. Her nose was tiny and exquisite and her lips were pale and colorless yet moist. It was a heart wrenching sight. Her long dark hair was scattered on the pillowcase embroidered with lily flowers, making her face look like s.h.i.+ny jade. Even though she was young, she had an indescribable beauty.

She was stunning even though she was lying down quietly.

Bai Yihao's eyes were grave. He placed his long slender fingers on her tiny pale hand. Then, he slowly closed his eyes.

It was very quiet in the room. No one made a sound. Mo Yu and Mo Lan stood by each side of their mistress worriedly, not even daring to breathe as they watched Bai Yihao take Mo Xuetong's pulse. It was already nearing nightfall and it was completely dark outside. There were four or five lamps in the room so that Bai Yihao could see clearly.

Mo Huawen was not around. He had been summoned to the palace in the evening. Luo Wenyou accompanied Bai Yihao. He was just as nervous as the two maids. He frowned as he held his hands behind his back, watching Bai Yihao silently. He looked troubled.

Mother Xu waited on the other end of the bed anxiously. She would glance at Mo Xuetong from time to time and then look expectantly at Bai Yihao. She did not seem aware that the sheets she clenched in her hands were soaked in sweat. She did not dare to relax at all as she looked at the two.

Everyone stared at Bai Yihao. All the physicians who came could not give them a definite answer, and their hopes were all pinned on Bai Yihao alone. It was so quiet in the room that it felt as if one could hear the heartbeats of everyone in the room. The northern winds that howled outside made everyone feel even more anxious and gloomy.

It felt as if they could not breathe! Sweat beaded on Mother Xu's forehead, but she remained unaware, twisting the muslin net around the bed in her hands, allowing more light to enter from the side. Bai Yihao could see Mo Xuetong's color even more clearly.

Some time later, Bai Yihao slowly opened his eyes. Mo Yu opened her mouth anxiously but Mo Lan tugged on her sleeve before she could even speak and she hurriedly shut her mouth.

”How is it? How is my cousin?” Luo Wenyou asked anxiously.

”Your cousin…” Bai Yihao swept his eyes across Mo Xuetong's face with a faint smile. He turned around and sat down at a chair in front of the window. Mother Xu gave Mo Yu a look. The tea placed there had long cooled. Mo Yu took the chance to make him a new cup of tea.

”Yihao, how is my cousin?” Luo Wenyou followed him.

”Third Miss Mo is very well!” Bai Yihao smiled elegantly as he picked up his new cup of tea and sipped at it.

”Very well? What do you mean?” Luo Wenyou was startled and he asked anxiously. His face was a little pale as he thought that Bai Yihao was speaking the opposite of what he meant. How would his grandmother take it if something really happened to his cousin!

”Very well means that Third Miss Mo is not sick, strictly speaking.” Bai Yihao's eyes were clear as they landed on Mo Xuetong's tender face. Her tiny face was still child-like, and her long lashes laid close over her cheeks. She looked lifeless and it was a pitiful and heart wrenching sight.

She was a child, but why did she give a sense of hopelessness and despair? He frowned subconsciously and turned his eyes away. Her expression made him feel stifled as if he could not breathe for some reason. He could not even keep the peaceful smile on his face.

He was always kind towards those useful to him. It was like this this time as well! He had to!

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