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nIt’s lucky that God had given her a second life, which made her understand Auntie Fang’s schemes. She was determined that she wouldn’t let anybody frame her in this life. Even if she would die, she would revenge for her mother first. She would use this chance of the second life to revenge, and she would let everyone owing to her and her mother in her last life pay.

nWith her teeth firmly biting her lip and her eyes getting misty, she didn’t cry but heavily kowtowed in front of the Buddha. She put her palms together devoutly, closed her eyes and whispered sincerely, “Mom, may you bless me. And I’ll definitely revenge for you, the vicious mother and daughter won’t have a good end!”

nShe wouldn’t let them have a good end, which was not only the wish for her mother, but also the goal she set for herself. In this life, she didn’t want wealth or fame, but the revenge for her mother and herself. She would do whatever it took. Even if it meant death, she would drag them into hell with her.

nIt was quiet in the temple. She just knelt down there, shedding tears quietly.

nSuddenly, footsteps seemed ringing behind the door, which sounded a hammer beating in her heart in this silent temple. The steps obviously didn’t belong to Mo Lan, but who else could it be? Such heavy footsteps seemed to come from a man. But why could a man break into the Buddha without Mo Lan making a sound?

nIn her last life, Mo Xuetong got such a sad end because of the humiliation. So she was very frightened then.

nHaving a bad hunch, she stood up instantly. However, she got tripped a little because she had knelt for a while. It took her a few seconds to adjust herself, and then she hid in the veil behind the Buddha.

nThe door of the temple was pushed open. Mo Xuetong looked through the veil and saw a man, who seemed to be a servant, looked around with a bland look.

n“Where is her?” He looked inside and seemed to be talking to someone.

n“What you need to do is to go inside. She must be in the temple because she hasn’t get out since she got in.” It was a low voice, which was obvious in the extremely quiet temple. It was a woman’s voice, but it’s not from Mo Lan.

nShe seemed to have said something else, but Mo Xuetong couldn’t hear it clearly. The servant just nodded. The first thing he did after he got into the temple was to close the door of the temple. Then he loosened his waistband and his clothes hung loosely over his shoulders, which brought him the look of being undecently dressed. Besides, there was rough on her face, which was living proof that he came here to tryst with a girl.

nHer hand holding the vile trembled, and bloody color appeared in her eyes. Her heart sank, but her brain was racing. Someone was framing her.

nIf she was found locked up in the Buddha with this man, she would have to die!

nHaving a private meeting with Sima Lingyun had only made her disgraced, but she could still marry into Duke’s manor. If she had indecent relations with a servant, she would have to die to keep Mo Manor’s fame.

nThat person was so vicious, and intended to get her life!

nHer brain moved quickly and found several possible suspects. But now, the most important thing was finding the evil backstage manipulator but escaping from the trouble. She believed that people would rush in after a while. If they found the servant and her inside, she wouldn’t be able to explain.

nThe servant didn’t have a big build but seemed strong, so she had no chance to defeat him. That man didn’t see her and lifted some of the veils up to looked inside, trying to find her.

nShe couldn’t fight against him directly. She didn’t have enough power to knock him down and escape.

nShe took out the hairpin off her head. The pointy end pricked into her hand and the pain made her feel like she had something to rely on.

n“Third Young Miss Mo, Third Young Miss Mo, where are you?” The man looked like a servant lifted the vile, smiled frivolously with complacency. It’s obvious that he knew she was there.

nSeeing that she wasn’t there, the man approach Mo Xuetong’s location. Mo Xuetong got very nervous and held her breath. She couldn’t let the man find her. If he found and caught her, even if she hurt herself, she couldn’t prove herself innocent.

n“Third Young Miss Mo, it’s you who invited me here. Why do you hide from me? Are you messing with me? Now I know Third Young Miss Mo like this.” The servant kept looking for her when he shouted aloud. He got farther and farther away from her. She didn’t know if she could rush to the door from here in such a distance. If she could rush past the man, get to the door, and then stab herself with her hairpin, she might have a chance to live through.

nShe hadn’t got her revenge so she didn’t want to die here in vain.

nAlthough having come up with a plan, Mo Xuetong’s hands and feet trembled, and her teeth bit her lips so tightly that warm liquid flowed out of her teeth. Her bright eyes were fixed on the actions of the servant, and she only had a chance.

n“Third Young Miss Mo…” The servant reached onto the veil which was in front of her. With a simple pull, she would be exposed to him.

nWithout any hesitation, her pointy hairpin stabbed out and pricked on the hand that was reaching over.

nThe pain in hand made the servant start to scream. His hands recoiled instinctively, leaving out the distance of an arm. Mo Xuetong clicked her teeth and rushed out fiercely. The servant was caught unprepared and rammed by her, and couldn’t help stepping backward.

nMo Xuetong didn’t take the hairpin back and rushed to the door with her full strength. That distance didn’t seem long, but it was so distant then. This was her only chance. However, she was dragged by the cuff after taking just one step.

n“Third Young Miss Mo asked me to meet here. Now you want to kill me just because you’re afraid that someone will find our relationship.” A complacent voice arose.

nWith her hand pulled by that man, she tripped on the ground and the pointy hairpin pricked on her arm. She didn’t feel pain and she looked at the man desperately, letting the blood flow out from her lips. She could hear very clearly at the moment. Except for the sound of the rustling branches, she could hear footsteps.

nThe footsteps were in disorder. There must be more than five people!

nThere was no time left!

n“Who are you? Why do you frame me up like this? If so, let’s die together.” She determinedly picked up the hairpin and stabbed her throat with its pointy end. She widely opened her eyes and stabbed it in. Even if she would die, she wanted to die with a good name in this life.

nIt would be impossible for the servant to prove his innocence when he tried to kill the first miss in an official’s family.

nThe smug smile on the wretched face turned into a terrified look. He couldn’t have imagined that a delicate girl would treat herself so harshly. He would be killed for murdering the first miss in an official’s family. The servant regretted it and tumbled in panic.

n“Put that down.” A forceful voice came.

n“Clang.” The golden hairpin in Mo Xuetong’s hand was toppled by something. It just left a bloody mark on her neck, and the blood polluted her white clothes instantly.

nA sword stabbed ahead, and before the servant could say anything, the sword went through his body. A black shadow appeared. The owner of the shadow tilted on the ground quickly reached out his hand to grabbed the falling servant. Then he disappeared from the temple. Until then, not a single drop of the servant’s blood dripped on the ground.

nVoices rang behind the door, and Feng Yuran’s pretty face was covered in killing intention. The girl in his arms was dazed. Her long unruly hair, the blood on her neck, and her pale face seemed to be telling her fear just now.

nHis face was livid and somber. He held Mo Xuetong and then got on to the beam. Holding her tightly to make her lean on his shoulders, he lightly brushed her hair to comfort her.

nThe door of the temple was pushed open heavily, and Yu Sirong rushed in with several maids and nannies. On the other side, Mo Lan was pushed in by two nannies.

nYu Sirong walked at the front, and she also rushed in first with a grim complacent smile on her face. That bitch, Mo Xuetong, would have no place to hide this time. Even if she had died, she was disgraceful.

nThe door of the temple was pushed open heavily, which made a strange tremendous sound. And the place looked even more quiet and scary.

nThere was nobody! Yu Sirong looked at this spacious temple stunned. Except for some fluttering vile, you could see everything, but there was no one. Not only Mo Xuetong wasn’t there, she even couldn’t find the servant.

nShe turned back and glanced at her maid. The maid understood and nodded, and then she lightly whispered to her while looking around. She did see Mo Xuetong walk into the temple and she ordered someone to take Mo Lan away. Then she sent the servant in and guarded the door. She hadn’t seen anyone get in or out.

nExcept for a few screams, she hadn’t found anything wrong when she groveled by the door.

n“Our miss isn’t here. Miss Yu, what’s your intention in taking me in? No matter what, you can’t frame her casually!” Seeing that the maids and nannies walked out from the veil with no good news, Mo Lan felt relieved and said firmly.

n“Why there is no one…” Yu Sirong got very angry at the moment and her eye were grim. She had no time to care about a maid. She just ignored Mo Lan, looked around and murmured. She couldn’t believe this would happen.

n“What did our miss do to make miss Yu hate her so much that you want to take her life? And you said she had had a relationship with a man. Miss Yu, you have to tell me the truth. Even if I die here today, I wouldn’t allow you to destroy our miss’s name.”

nMo Lan fiercely pushed through the grab of two nannies, rushed to Yu Sirong and shouted. The words made several people who just came in felt confused.

n“If your miss is not here, where can she be?” Yu Sirong asked back with a scary complexion. She stopped for a while, turned her eyes and saw Mdm Qin coming in. Her facial expression suddenly changed, turned around violently and glared at her maids viciously.

n“Do you have to report to Miss Yu where our miss is? I don’t know when our miss has such a close relationship with Miss Yu. Every time Miss Yu saw our miss, you tried to torture her. Every time when our miss is with Miss Yu, she got hurt or misunderstood. Do you think it’s not enough until you get our miss killed?”

nMo Xuetong wasn’t there, so Mo Lan didn’t care about causing a scene. This time she wouldn’t let go even if Yu Sirong begged her to. Therefore, she stared at Yu Sirong and determinedly told how Yu Sirong had bullied her miss with all the details. She had hated Yu Sirong long time ago, who used to cheat her miss with the first miss. Then, when she moved to Qin Manor, Miss Yu also came to satirize her occasionally, tart and mean.

nFrom today’s situation, Mo Lan understood that it was Yu Sirong who wanted to kill her miss. She got so furious that she reprimanded her freely.

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