Chapter 285 - King Xuan Confessed His Love in the Moonlight (2/2)

She thought the pretty and rakish prince must be in the same situation as her. Since they all took things lightly, they could just respect each other. In the future, he could have as many concubines as he liked, and she only wanted the t.i.tle of a main wife. Perhaps, her heart would race for his occasional affection. However, she never expected that she would see his real heart as she did now.

“Does he really love me?” How could it not shock her so much that she didn’t know if she should feel happy or sad? Tears uncontrollably dripped down. Through her blurry vision, she looked at his pretty and charming face in tears. She couldn’t say a word. She only felt no matter what she wanted to say, they all turned into a low sob when they reached her lips.

Feng Yuran picked up a handkerchief to wipe her tears, teasing her. “Aright, what’s this for? I’ve told you to give yourself to me. You’ll be mine sooner or later, so I definitely would have defended you.”

Well, he couldn’t act seriously on any occasion.

After quite a while, Mo Xuetong finally collected herself. She wiped her tears and lay against the headboard. Feng Yuran smilingly said, “Tong’er, you must have known Qin Yufeng, don’t you?”

The name made Mo Xuetong uncontrollably s.h.i.+ver. In her last life, the man left a great shadow over her heart. In her memory, the man never failed. Something suddenly occurred to her, and she grabbed Feng Yuran’s hand, saying, “Qin Yufeng follows King Chu, so he set me up?”

“No wonder I sensed something weird and seemed to have witnessed such a scheme in last life. The man chased me closely and didn’t leave any chance for me to escape. He must have been Qin Yufeng. In the last life, he let Mo Xuemin and her people feed me with a fatal potion, made me see them bow in their wedding ceremony, and made me light the fire…”

…

Everything was part of his plan. No matter it was in her last or this life, he was still against her. “I thought he hid behind the scenes for Mo Xuemin. Now I know that he serves Feng Yuxuan. So that’s why he backed Fu General Manor into a corner, right?”

In the dark, he was the man who held her last, wasn’t he?

Mo Xuetong a.n.a.lyzed, unable to calm down. “He serves King Chu, so he set me up. On the one hand, he wanted to force Father to support King Chu; on the other hand, he did it because of grandparents’ family. If I die, Father and Fu General Manor will fight King Yan to death. So today, I should have died!”

Knowing he was the mastermind behind, she could slowly figure something out!

“Right, how can a man like him take it lying down? a.s.sisting the future emperor is much more rewarding than supporting others! This is what he wants! I’m just one of his s.h.i.+elds. I can figure out something I didn’t understand before. Everything happened because of the fight over the throne.”

She thought in her last life, she was hurt and lost everything because of the fight in the harem in Duke Zhenguo’s manor. It turned out that she was already plotted against long ago. It was a shame that in her last life, when she died, she couldn’t see that she was already in a trap. She was so stupid to look only within the family and failed to know Death was already waiting for her at the end of the road.

In her last life, Qin Yufeng had planned her death; in this life, he again wanted to force her to death. She really didn’t know if their destinies were about to crash. However, would she really escape from his trap this time?

He seemed to notice her uneasiness. Feng Yuran held her hand and squinted his beautiful eyes, smiling. “Should we avenge ourselves?” Moonlight flowed in from the windows. The seemingly laze eyes seemed to carry ice, and no trace of a smile could be seen. Was he angry?

For some unknown reason, she said, “How to do it?” Instantly, she blushed and involuntarily lowered her head. She knew Qin Yufeng was a great plotter and she should believe Feng Yuran could set Qin Yufeng up, as if as long as Feng Yuran said it, she would trust him. “Since when do I start to do things by instinct?”

Feng Yuran detected uncontrollable dependence and trust in her words. He felt happy and couldn’t help smiling. His handsome face seemed to be s.h.i.+ning. His narrow and long eyes carried a trace of affection. In the pale moonlight, they looked like a piece of light feather, gently streaking across her heart, which left her limbs pleasantly soft.

Feng Yuran was in a good mood, blinked, and grabbed her hand to affectionately pat on it. “Rest a.s.sured. I’m your husband and I’ll help you get back at him.”

Looking at the smile on his handsome face, Mo Xuetong glared at him and said coyly, “I want it sooner.” She somewhat just wanted to stop his smug smile. It was a kind of childish mindset. Nevertheless, the smile on Feng Yuran’s pretty face grew even wider. He fixed his pair of phoenix eyes on her. “Don’t worry. It’ll never be late. I promise I won’t let you down.”

Finis.h.i.+ng his sentence, he tightly grabbed her hand and iridescent lights burst out from his eyes. “Tong’er, my heart is yours!”

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