Chapter 270 - Strong Love, Feng Yuran Enters Mo Xuetongs (1/2)

“Tong’er, what’s the matter?” Feng Yuran held her to his chest and asked urgently. He patted her back lightly.

Mo Xuetong gradually came back to her senses as she heard the man’s thick and gentle voice. She did not have the strength to push him away and grabbed his s.h.i.+rt instead. She did not know what she wanted at this moment and did not think to reject him either. She did not ask Feng Yuran why he was so daring as to come into her room in the middle of the day.

She did not want to know anything, and neither did she want to ask any questions. She only knew that her heart hurt severely. There was a burning fire that tore through her heart.

How could it be! How could it be! How could it be!

“Tong’er, don’t be afraid. I am here. Father has agreed to decree our marriage.” Perhaps Feng Yuran could sense Mo Xuetong shaking fearfully in his embrace. He hugged her even closer to himself, his heart aching for her. He could sense that the person he was holding in her pain. He said gently, “Cry if you want to. Don’t be afraid. I am here! It will be alright!”

I am here. It will be okay!

Mo Xuetong’s heart exploded. It was as if something was no longer as strong as before. The collapsed corner fell into the middle of her heart. All that strength flowed out of her, and her defense was no longer as strong.

What she wanted was someone to protect her genuinely and sincerely!

That was all she wanted!

No matter in her past life or this, no one accepted her so, who would protect her no matter what. No one had told her that she was fine and that “I am here, it will be alright,” no one had given her a place of calm…

Large tears slid down her soft skin and onto her cheeks. Her tears fell without stopping. She had cried earlier for her mother, and now she was crying for herself.

She already saw through the person in front of her through her tears. He was King Xuan, Feng Yuran. He was the charming man who kept saying that he wanted to marry her. He was not the vicious and cold-hearted man who had stepped over her body to take the throne that she remembered.

However, for some reason, she wanted to cry. She just wanted to cry. She wanted to cry hard only once!

In her rebirth, she was careful even when she cried. She did not expect that the protective defenses in her heart would fall at this time. She could not help it, but tears fell down her cheeks.

The warmth of the hug around her made her feel lost. The man had always been devilish, seductive, and heartless. However, he was looking at her, lost, and concerned. He patted her somewhat clumsily. He was a little surprised and worried. His eyes, which had always shone with charm, was filled with apparent concern and hurt for her.

The sobs that she had been swallowing suddenly erupted. She did not know how she felt, but she tried to vent her sadness and pain. Complicated emotions swelled in her chest, filling it completely. It was as if she wanted to cry out all the pain she had experienced in her two lives. She leaned into his chest and listened to his strong heartbeat. For that moment, she felt lost…

She cried, messily inside. Outside, Mo Lan was worried. At first, Mo Lan had thought that Mo Xuetong was venting, and she gave her some s.p.a.ce. After what happened, her mistress had been hurt. It would be good for her to cry it out. She did not expect that her mistress hurt so much inside, though. Her health would worsen if she were to continue crying like so.

She could not hold back and went up to knock on the door. She said, “Miss, Miss. How are you feeling, Miss? Miss, Miss…”

“Mo Lan, don’t worry. His Highness is inside.” Mo Ye’s hand suddenly reached out to stop her.

His Highness? Mo Lan served Mo Xuetong slightly closer than the other maids. She knew that Mo Xuetong and King Xuan frequently interacted recently. Even Mo Ye, who served Mo Xuetong, was gifted to her by King Xuan. However, what was King Xuan doing in her mistress’ courtyard at this time! However, she would not be so silly to ask that. What her mistress needed at this moment was someone to comfort her.

Mo Lan glanced at Mo Ye and silently stood by her side. She did not leave.

“Shall we call your maids to come in and help you wash up? If you continue crying like that, I will think that you want to marry me so badly that you were so excited and lost control of your emotions when you heard that my father has agreed to let us marry.” Feng Yuran said gently with a smile. He reached out to wipe her tears away carelessly. He practiced martial arts, and his palm was slightly rough. However, it did not feel wrong on her tender face.

Mo Xuetong nibbled on her lips and ignored him. She started to sob again.

“Don’t cry. Father wishes to see you later. How will you go to see him looking like that? He would definitely think that I am forcing you to marry me.” Feng Yuran said with a hidden smile.

Did she still have to meet Emperor Zongwen? Why? Mo Xuetong was shocked. There were still tears hanging on her long lashes. She looked extremely adorable.

“I need someone to come here quickly.” Feng Yuran’s gaze grew gentle, and he called out loud suddenly.

Mo Lan and Mo Ye, who had been waiting outside silently, waiting for orders, hurried in when they heard that. They saw King Xuan sitting before a couch. They were shocked to see him and their mistress embracing each other tightly and could not help screaming, “Miss.”

Mo Xuetong was startled from her reverie when she sensed Mo Lan’s shock. She flushed and shoved Feng Yuran away. Her cheeks were tinted with a faint red blush.

Feng Yuran was not affected, and he turned to walk to the table. He was calm and composed as he sat down. Mo Ye served him tea.

“Bring some ice cubes to help your mistress reduce the swelling. She needs to go out later to meet someone.” Feng Yuran ordered Mo Lan around as if he was her master. However, Mo Lan did not even take a few steps when he suddenly called out again, “Don’t use ice. That’s too cold. Her health is poor, and she won’t be able to take it. Use an egg!”

Mo Xuetong almost teared up again when she heard that.

There was a flurry of activity. Mo Lan did not allow anyone to help her and did everything herself. A man had appeared in her mistress room, and if this were to spread, her mistress’ reputation would be ruined. However, she did not dare to do anything to King Xuan, so she could only stay by Mo Xuetong’s side and was unwilling to leave.

Feng Yuran sat and watched as they busied around. He did not hurry them.

“Mo Lan, you can leave.” Mo Xuetong looked down and leaned into the couch, rubbing the egg on her eyes gently. The atmosphere in the room was even more awkward with two more people, and she did not know what to say for the moment other than to turn around to speak to Mo Lan.

“Miss, I…” Mo Lan looked at Feng Yuran. She wanted to speak, but stopped herself before she could.

“It’s alright. You may leave. I have something to ask the prince.” Mo Xuetong sniffled and tried to smile at Mo Lan to a.s.sure her.