Chapter 641 - The Acting Auntie Qing (2/2)

Mo Xuetong’s eyes fell on her smiling face, on the two hairpins beside her temples, and then on the same series of opal earrings hanging under her ears. Her light pink satin clothes outlined her beautiful figure. Auntie Qing was even fatter than the last time she saw her, and she looked good.

“Greetings, My Lady.” Auntie Qing walked forward with a smile and curtsied to Mo Xuetong respectfully. “Many thanks for your gift, My Lady.”

“Auntie Qing, take a seat!” There was a faint smile on Mo Xuetong’s lips as she looked away thoughtfully. How could a concubine who had lost her only daughter live such a comfortable life? She was so fit and happy.

Auntie Qing sat down and a maidservant served tea. Mo Xuetong took a sip of tea and put down the teacup before she asked with a smile, “Fourth Sister has been gone for some time. Auntie Qing, have you gone to visit her grave?”

In the end, Mo Xueqiong was buried in the place of King Yan’s Manor as King Yan’s second consort. Mo Xuetong had sent someone to visit her grave a few days ago, and it was said that the place was so bare that there was not even a single person to visit. There was no trace of ash on the ground. The grave guard also said that no one had come to visit her grave.

Auntie Qing did not expect Mo Xuetong to talk about Mo Xueqiong as soon as she came. The smile on her face froze as she was a little stunned. However, her expression immediately changed and she looked a little sad. “My Lady, I… I did not go to visit Qiong’er’s grave. As soon as I saw her grave, my heart hurt… That’s why I did not dare to go to visit her grave!”

It was obvious whether she had been there or not. Auntie Qing knew that she couldn’t hide it from others.

“Auntie Qing, don’t cry. Her Lady has gone to visit Fourth Miss’s grave several days ago, and she is still sad now. If you cry, you’ll make her sad too. Her Lady can’t bear it!” Mo Yu interrupted her with a smile when she saw Auntie Qing taking out a handkerchief.

After hearing what she said, if Auntie Qing continued to cry, it would be a little pretentious. She put the handkerchief in the corner of her eyes while her tears had not yet flowed down. Her face was full of embarra.s.sment.

Of course, Mo Xuetong did not come to see Auntie Qing cry. She said softly, “Auntie Qing, you don’t have to be sad. It is enough that Fourth Sister knows what you are thinking. She will not mind that you didn’t visit her grave personally. You’re Fourth Sister’s birth mother. Blood is thicker than water. She will not hate you.”

Auntie Qing’s hand, which was holding the handkerchief, froze. The corners of her eyes twitched subconsciously. Her face was a little paler than when she entered the room just now. Almost as soon as Mo Xuetong finished speaking, she immediately said, “Yes, yes, Qiong’er will not blame me. Qiong’er will not blame me.”

Mo Xuetong’s smile grew even gentler when she saw Auntie Qing’s expression. “When I went to visit Fourth Sister’s grave last time, her grave was covered with gra.s.s. It was heart-wrenching to see it. She was a second consort of King Yan’s Manor, but she ended up like this and died implicitly. Even though King Yan’s Manor admitted her, she had already died. I wonder if she is cold or resentful over there.”

“That’s right. There is a saying in my hometown—if someone were to die with a hint of hatred, he might stay in the world and look for those who tried to hurt him, no matter directly or indirectly. There is only a wave of hatred in the ferocious ghost’s heart. It is very fierce!” Mo Yu stated as well.

“No… It won’t happen. Qiong’er must have, have reincarnated long ago!” Auntie Qing stammered. The handkerchief in her hand was crumpled into a ball by her and one could not see what it was. Mo Xuetong’s gaze landed on her little finger that was twisting the handkerchief as it s.h.i.+vered slightly.

“Auntie Qing, if Fourth Sister had not entered King Yan’s Manor, she would definitely be the matriarch of a family given father’s current status. She would not have to bear the t.i.tle of being a second consort and died so tragically. I sent someone to ask around and learned that when Fourth Sister died, she only said that she was full of hatred and she hated…” Mo Xuetong comforted her softly. However, what she said was very meaningful.

“Hey, I don’t know who Fourth Sister hated the most, She was obsessed with hatred. Fourth Sister… How does Fourth Sister get to reincarnation?”

“Yes… Yes, Qiong’er, she had been bullied badly.” Auntie Qing trembled as she said. As she immediately realized that something was wrong, she put on a painful expression on her face. “If I had known that Qiong’er had lived such a miserable life after she entered King Yan’s Manor, I, I would have protected her and let her come back, even at the cost of my life.”

As soon as she finished speaking, her tears fell down as she sobbed and claimed her regret!

Regret? Mo Xuetong quietly watched Auntie Qing’s performance. How did Mo Xueqiong enter King Yuyan’s Manor? Others might not know the reason, but how could Auntie Qing not know? The Emperor had personally ordered for Mo Xueqiong to marry Feng Yulei. It was a warning. A mere concubine wanted to get her back. She sounded so bold.

She was just playing in front of Mo Xuetong!

Mo Xuetong didn’t expect that she would encounter such a scene when she returned home occasionally. It was indeed unexpected!

“Auntie Qing, don’t cry. I heard that Eldest Young Master is close to you now. You will have someone to rely on. Let’s put the matter of Fourth Miss aside for now. Anyway, it’s not you who has aroused Fourth Miss’s hatred. Even if Fourth Miss comes at night, she won’t look for you,” Mo Yu comforted Auntie Qing.

“Yes, yes, yes, it has nothing to do with me.” Auntie Qing nodded as she wiped the tears on her face with a handkerchief. “My Lady, at the thought of Qiong’er, I… I feel sad for a moment…”

“It’s alright. What is it about Elder brother? Auntie Qing, are you very close to Elder brother now?” Mo Xuetong smiled and waved her hand. Then, she changed the topic to Mo Yufeng.

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