Chapter 312 - Xuetongs Sadness in the Night (2/2)

“No!” She said gloomily. She reached out, wanting to push him away, but he grabbed hold of her hand. He saw the blood on her hand then.

Feng Yuran’s expression changed. A blood-thirsty look appeared in his dark eyes. He grabbed her hand and asked, “What’s the matter? Tell me!”

“I’m fine.” Mo Xuetong said coldly. She did not know what to say at that moment. She could only avoid his hand and turn her head away from him.

“If you don’t tell me, I will not hesitate to carry you over to your father and ask him about it.” Feng Yuran suddenly stood up. He was very domineering when he stood and he carried Mo Xuetong’s lithe figure in his arms and turned to leave the room.

“Don’t go, don’t go!” Mo Xuetong grew anxious when she saw that he was really going to leave the room. She reached out to hold his head and twisted her body hurriedly, wanting to escape his hug. However, his strong arms hugged her tightly and her struggles were futile. He ignored her and took large steps toward the outside.

It was very late at night. She was an unmarried young lady in thin clothes being carried in his arms. If he were to cause such trouble in the manor, she would be embarra.s.sed! In her past life, she had ended up in that miserable and tragic state because her reputation had been ruined.

The pain she buried in her heart broke through her rationality. Mo Xuetong started to sob loudly, almost losing control of herself. She hit him forcefully and said, “Don’t go. Don’t go!” She did not know where she got the strength from but she opened her mouth and bit down on his chest. She was really forceful as if she wanted to bite down on all the hatred and pain she felt.

Feng Yuran’s chest hurt and he could not help tensing up. He looked down at the confused eyes that were filled with tears. He was afraid that her teeth might hurt and he slowly relaxed and allowed her to bite him. He turned around to put her back on the bed. He watched as she s.h.i.+vered uncontrollably and stiffly. The pain on his chest reminded him of how forceful she was.

She only relaxed slightly when the taste of iron filled her mouth.

“Tong’er, be good. Stop biting. Be careful, you might hurt your teeth.” His affectionate voice rang by her ear. There was familiar laziness to his tone along with gentleness. There was even a hint of teasing laughter in his voice.

“Who loves her so! Such sweetness and gentleness!”

Mo Xuetong looked up confusedly at the handsome young man in front of her. There was still a layer of fog in her eyes and tears slowly rolled down from them. They dripped onto his chest and onto the traces of blood on it.

“Tong’er, don’t worry. No matter who it is, no one can control you because you are about to become my wife, my consort. I will not make you so sad in the future.” Feng Yuran said with a gentle laugh. He reached out to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes and kissed her softly on her forehead. He was as gentle as water.

She looked at his serious and gentle face. She could see his determination. He was so proud, and there was no need for him to put in so much effort to coax a girl. There was a hint of warmth in Mo Xuetong’s eyes. She bit her lips lightly and looked up with her tear-filled eyes. There were a thousand and one different emotions that she felt and she did not know where to start from.

“Is it about your marriage contract?” Feng Yuran looked into her eyes and said seriously.

Mo Xuetong’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Don’t be afraid. Your father told me about it. He said that it was not serious and that we don’t have to take it seriously if they do not come to marry you before you turn 15.” Feng Yuran said softly. He ignored the shocked expression on her face and pressed a kiss on her forehead. “I don’t care who the person is, but I will not allow the person to appear and ruin our marriage. I will not have you suffer unnecessarily, even if that person is Bai Yihao.”

His tone was very ordinary and there was boundless affection for her in his eyes. It was as if he were talking about something extremely ordinary. She could not help but be touched in her dazedness. She wrapped her arms around his waist subconsciously. She felt an immense fear for Bai Yihao. Was he someone that they could defeat?

That fear made her unable to recall how Feng Yuran found out about the matter.

“That person is really scary.” She could not help saying. She did not manage to finish her sentence before she bit her lips shut. She could not hurt Feng Yuran. In her past life, while the two had not fought straight up, Feng Yuran had been on the lands of the Southern barbarians when Bai Yihao became the Yan Emperor. She did not even know whether Feng Yuran was dead or alive then.

“Is Tong’er going to give him what he wants easily and allow him to marry you if he wants or throw you away if he doesn’t want to marry you because you are afraid of him?” Feng Yuran’s gaze was so clear it looked like a clear stream under the sun. Yet, it was also as dark as an ancient well. He smiled lazily and laid her down on the bed. He helped her to pull up the blankets and patted her back.

Mo Xuetong stopped sobbing. How was that possible? She had been given a second chance at life. She was not going to be someone’s p.a.w.n. She could not lose, for herself and for those around her. In her past life, she had lost completely. How could she give up just like this in this life?

“Don’t worry, Tong’er. The paper that has the marriage contract written on it will not appear. Bai Yihao will not ask for your hand. No one will know about this contract.” Feng Yuran’s handsome face was elegant and calm. His eyes glittered and he laughed freely. One could not see any trace of burden on him at all.

He looked confident with his slight smile.

This, for some reason, made Mo Xuetong relax. This life was different from her previous one. She was no longer alone. There was someone willing to protect her. Even though he knew the marriage contract between her and Bai Yihao, he would not give her up. It was as if the pain she had felt the entire night abated slowly.

So what she cared about was not just her mother’s lies but also the marriage contract!

The marriage contract weighed heavily on her heart and almost robbed her of her wits. For that one moment, she had fallen apart! She did not know how she was going to proceed from now on. The marriage contract that had not existed in her past life had now become a sword hung above her head. She just wanted to avoid everyone at that moment.

“Let me see, your hand is injured. Don’t do that next time. Tell me if there’s something wrong. What do you need to be afraid of with me around?” Feng Yuran took a handkerchief lying by the side and helped her to clean the blood on her hands. After that, he kissed her palm lightly. There was a sharp wound there and one could tell that Mo Xuetong had gouged the flesh with her nails.

“Cut your nails next time. They are so long. Aren’t you afraid of scratching yourself.” Feng Yuran muttered with dissatisfaction. It was like a feather trailing gently over Mo Xuetong’s heart. Mo Xuetong could not help but reach out to touch his handsome face. He looked up in shock and then smiled sweetly.

Mo Xuetong suddenly realized what she was doing and whipped her hand back. A blush appeared on her cheeks!

She had been so daring to touch a man’s face!

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