Chapter 42

  The rain poured down, mixed with fine snow, the sky was a vast expanse of white. The wheels rolled on the ground, leaving behind a clear trail, the mud splashed along the moving wheels.

  Her clothes were all soaked on the long road out of Tianlao, Xia Ziyu heard Zi'er calling "Miss" behind her but didn't react at all. She didn't know why things had become like this, her brother Huang, the poison on her body, the entire harem, everything was jumbled together in her mind. The mournful and shrill cry of Li Fei still echoed clearly by her ear, those fine scars drawn by bloodstains, why? Why did things end up like this in the end.

  "Miss, don't be like this—"

  In the empty carriage, Zi'er picked up a handkerchief, her eyes gazing sorrowfully at Xia Ziyu, her hands gently stroking her back, patting softly. Seeing Miss like this, she felt sad too.

  "Zi'er, yes, I'm sad. Very sad. But I don't know why?" Those tear-stained hands were icy cold, grasping Zi'er's hand tightly and pressing it against her chest, the entire chest cavity feeling suffocated. Huang Gege, why did he want to join forces with Xia Ziyu to force me into marrying into the Yan Wangfu? Why... He used to be the person I trusted most, I liked him so much, I always liked him, only I didn't say it out loud, but I thought he would understand. But, in his own handwriting... How can I accept this, how can I force myself to accept this...

  Moreover, Li Fei, the empress, especially the empress, how innocent she was, if it's true that one by one they died, then how can her conscience be at peace? How can she live in this world with peace of mind.

  Xia Ziying, you're really ruthless after all——

  The horse-drawn carriage stopped in front of the vermilion gate, the magnificent and majestic palace gate, with lush eight-trigram golden plates on both sides, swaying gently in the wind.

  Xia Zi Yu got off the horse carriage, with almost no warning, lifted her skirt and quickly ran up the stairs, into the door. The guards kneeling on both sides to pay their respects, the maids on the road paying their respects, all seemed invisible, only quickening their pace, rushing straight to the study of Mo Yun Xuan.

  He is there, he must be there——

  Her hand clenched the fabric into a ball, grasping it tightly.

  "With a 'creak', without any warning or anyone stopping her, she pushed open the tightly closed door. As expected, at first glance, she saw the person sitting in front of the desk. Mo Yunxuan's gloomy eyes swept towards the door, his pen paused, and when he saw it was her, that layer of gloom dissipated instantly. Then, as if nothing had happened, he lowered his head to continue reading his documents."

  He also guessed it was her, for only she would dare to push open his study door so unceremoniously.

  Mo Yunxuan has now taken off the dragon robe from this morning and changed back into his casual clothes, a white long gown. His black hair is tied up with a crown, his temples are knife-sharp, his facial features are strong and angular, his lines are elegant, and his thin lips exude a lazy charm. The fingers that hold the pen are clean and slender.

  "Please don't investigate any further, can't you just let the Empress and Consort Li off with their lives?"

  A few steps in, Xia Zi suddenly went 'thud' and knelt down on the ground.

  "Xia Zi Li, are you tired of living? Hurry up and get out of here for Ben Wang." The pen paused, his eyebrows furrowed deeply. This damned woman, what was she doing? She actually knelt down for him, the ground was so cold, he really wanted to know what was going on in her head...

  "Spare her, I beg of you. Let Rui Fei go, okay? I don't want them to die, I don't want them to die for me..."

  His brow gradually cleared, and Mo Yun Xuan finally understood.

  "Come over—"

  He softened his tone, with a hint of pampering, and stretched out his hand towards Xia Ziluo.

  She slightly stunned, she lifted her skirt and moved a step forward.

  As she walked closer, Mo Yunxuan wrapped his arms around her and felt the clothes on her body with one hand. Only then did he realize that they were all wet. Upon further exploration, even her hair was wet.