novelGet a Good Spot to Watch an Affair
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Chapter 164 Get a Good Spot to Watch an Affair
"Go quickly, we won't be able to watch the show if we go late." Feng Yuran snapped his fingers, and a figure appeared in the dark. He had men in the palace as well - Feng Yuran was extraordinarily powerful. Mo Xuetong was shocked!
"Relax. Come with me." Feng Yuran was in a good mood when he saw that she was not afraid. He reached out to wrap an arm around her slender waist and, before she could cry out, leaped in the air. She could hear his lazy laughter as he said, "Don't be afraid. We will be there soon. We had better find a good spot to watch the show."
Mo Xuetong struggled weakly, but did not manage to wrench herself out of his grasp. They were still rising, and she didn't dare make a sound. She wrapped her hands around his neck subconsciously and stole a glance down. The roofs of the buildings below them sped by quickly, and she hurriedly closed her eyes. Her lips trembled slightly and she bit down on them tightly.
"Don't be afraid. We will be there soon." Feng Yuran's seductive voice sounded by her ear with a gentleness that was not usually present. As he hugged her tightly, she felt herself calm down.
This was a calmness that she had not had since her rebirth. She always felt that there was a pair of eyes peeping at her, watching her, and there was nothing she could do about it. She could only try to find her way forward, step by step.
She tried to find her way alone in the dark, but she could not find a single speck of light. Even though she had come out on top every time she crossed swords with Mo Xuemin, she still felt a sense of hopelessness and sadness. However, when she listened to the wind and Feng Yuran's strong heartbeat and breathed in the faint scent of ambergris incense, it soothed and calmed her.
Mo Xuetong could not help but tighten her arms around him. The warmth from his body had a power that could penetrate one's heart. It was as if everything was in control.
"Alright, we are here. Look, isn't this a good spot?" Feng Yuran put Mo Xuetong down and pointed around them. Mo Xuetong opened her eyes and realized that they were on the ground. It was very dark, but there was sufficient light below. The moon tonight was like water. They were in a pavilion high up on a fake mountain. Screens were already set up around them and the wind did not get to them.
She looked down and could clearly see a pavilion on the fake mountain diagonally across them. It was slightly lower than where they were and was very close to the main grounds of the lantern festival. As such, it seemed very dark, especially in the darkness of the night. One could see what was happening there very clearly.
The pavilion had screens as well. They were not high, blocking the view from the front but not the top. From where they were standing, they could see right from above the screens.
"How do you like this place? It is warm and comfortable and you can even admire the scenery while you are at it. Didn't I choose exceptionally well?" Feng Yuran asked with a smile, looking rather pleased with himself. He pulled up a nanmu wood lounge chair and told Mo Xuetong to sit on it, then got another, placed it beside her, and sat down.
"How would you know?" Mo Xuetong glanced at his pleased expression from the corner of her eyes. Moonlight shone on his handsome face, making it look luminous. His eyes were so bright that one did not dare to even look into them. They shone with a gentleness that she had never seen before. In the past, Feng Yuran was devilish, seductive, wild... but he had never been so gentle. His bright eyes that shone like glittering gems made her flush despite herself. She could not find anger within herself. It had already disappeared without a trace.
"Of course I know. Everyone has to find a good spot to watch a show, especially the kind where there's an affair. There will be a crowd, so we have to come early." Feng Yuran winked at her, chuffed. He pointed at a large rock outside the pavilion and smiled, saying, "Look at that one. He's been squatting there for so long, but still didn't get to watch the show!"
Mo Xuetong followed his finger to where he was pointing. She could make out a figure lying on the ground. She could not help but look at Feng Yuran in shock. Despite her usual steadiness and calmness, she wrung her handkerchief with her fingers, clenching her fingers tightly as her heart grew cold. There were others watching her closely other than Mo Xuemin, and they had been waiting here long ago. This meant that he knew about Mo Xuemin and Sima Lingyun working together to plot against her.
Who was that? And why would he pay attention to a girl who rarely left her manor?
As if he could sense her unease, Feng Yuran turned around to comfort her. He stood against the moonlight and she could only see his glittering eyes. They were so bright that they overshadowed the stars in the sky. However, Mo Xuetong could see a hint of a smile on his face, and she calmed down slightly."It's okay! He is just a servant from Imperial Noble Consort Su's."
"Are they Emperor Chu's men?" Mo Xuetong asked softly after a moment of silence.
Feng Yuran leaned back into his seat without a care as he answered with a roguish smile."It is my elder brother. Ever since we watched that great show that he was in the last time, he started watching you. I don't know if he realized that it was you that day."
Of course, he would not tell her that Feng Yuxuan had been paying attention to her since they met in Cloud City. Feng Yuxuan had already sent men to find out who the owner of the orchids was before he returned to the capital.
Last time, he could see from Feng Yuxuan's eyes that he suspected Tong'er was there that day! He did not like it when others concerned themselves with her.
"Emperor Chu recognized me?" Mo Xuetong swallowed with difficulty as she looked up at him, her eyes filled with wariness. If Emperor Chu was really paying attention to her, she had to act even more carefully in the future.
The girl was alert, but she was just a weak woman who did not leave her manor. Rare determination and sharpness flashed in her beautiful and innocent eyes. She appeared weak and soft usually, but that was just a false mask. When Feng Yuran realized that she was being herself right now, he felt sad for her but comforted at the same time.
"He is just suspicious. It's nothing. You just relax and do whatever you need to do. That elder sister of yours is not very trustworthy. Do you need my help?"
"No need, I will handle my own matters." Mo Xuetong answered decisively. She turned her head to the side, her eyes growing hazy. It was as if there was a layer of fog on her eyes. She sighed deeply. Her enmity with Mo Xuemin had started in her past life. So many bloody incidents filled with hate. She would not foist it off on someone else. She could only gain true release if she sought her revenge herself. She would return the pain and hate that Mo Xuemin had given her bit by bit.
The many lights below glowed brightly, lighting up the sky, leaving it in a fiery mess. The painful struggles in the fire came to mind. Blood rushed into her eyes, obstructing her sight. However, she could still see Mo Xuemin and Sima Lingyun's mocking laughter in the fire. They were laughing at her stupidity, at how she had overestimated herself! Her hands clenched tightly into a fist under her sleeves.
She swore that if there was a next life, she would seek revenge. She would let them experience the pain she felt. She was willing to take them down into the endless cycles of reincarnation, even if it led her to hell.
"Alright, you handle it first. If you need anything, let me know, " Feng Yuran said sulkily. He seemed not too pleased with her distant reply. He suddenly breathed lightly into her ear, saying with a laugh, "Look, down there. The show is starting!"
His warm breath rushed into her ear and made her heart race. In the dark, Mo Xuetong's face flushed. She moved away from him hurriedly and turned to look below. It was, indeed, starting to get busy down there.
"We are going to watch from here?" Mo Xuetong could see everything clearly from her spot. Mo Xuemin was lying across a couch with her clothes in disarray. She was sitting up slowly right now, holding her head. She seemed to have awakened. She was certain that Mo Xuemin had been knocked out and brought there by the person beside her.
Thinking of how vicious Mo Xuemin was, Mo Xuetong would not underestimate her even in such a situation.
Judging by the current situation, this was a disaster for noble ladies. However, if Mo Xuemin was so easy to deal with, Mo Xuetong wouldn't have died in her last life. All of this was due to the secret plotting by Mo Xuemin and Auntie Fang. As such, Mo Xuemin might not be ruined here, and she needed to be vigilant.
"Do you want to see it even more clearly? You are a noble lady, but you want to see even more." Feng Yuran looked at her with his mesmerizing eyes, intentionally twisting her words.
He had made it sound so impolite as if she wanted to go down to see the man clearly. Mo Xuetong was secretly angry but knew that she could not show it! Feng Yuran was spurred by anger, and the best way to deal with him was to ignore him. After so many interactions with him, she knew how to deal with him.
She bit her lips and intentionally ignored the teasing in his words. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "I want to go down. My elder sister is not one to give up without a fight."
Those who had never been hurt by Mo Xuemin would never be able to imagine how vicious she was and how good she was at the waiting game. Behind that veneer of gentleness was slyness and viciousness. She would not be willing to be captured in someone's plot just like that. Mo Xuetong did not hope that Feng Yuran would understand but at least hoped that he would be more vigilant and put more importance to the matter. Such a simple plot would not be able to take Mo Xuemin's life and might even lead to retaliation.
And the person who would be retaliated against would most likely be her. Her heart grew cold.
If that happened, she would not even be able to point out who the culprit was. Nothing was ever clear in this sort of situation. Mo Xuemin would not allow this to happen without a fight.
Mo Xuetong's mind whirled, her hands clutching onto the window frame tightening subconsciously. No. She had to go down. They were too far away from Mo Xuemin right now. They were so far away they could not tell what she was saying. She believed that the first person Mo Xuemin would think of would be her when she found herself in this situation. She had not been there during the last incident at the palace, and she had only just returned to the capital and was not capable of something like that then. Otherwise, Mo Xuemin would have insisted that she was involved in that incident.
Mo Xuemin always knew when to drag someone down to be her scapegoat!
"That's right. That eldest sister of yours is no easy target! Beg me. Beg me, and I will take you down there!" Feng Yuran said lazily, a careless smile appearing on his lips. It was rather annoying.
"I beg you, please take me down there." Mo Xuetong said, looking straight at Feng Yuran. There was a hint of softness and shyness in her eyes and her perfect lips lifted slightly. She seemed helpless and innocent and looked at him without blinking. One could not see any anger in her, only anguish.
Feng Yuran could only surrender to her gaze.
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