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nNo matter how she plotted, she did not expect the slut to pretend to faint at such an important moment, ruining her plans. Mo Xuemin knew that it was impossible to find such a chance again in the future. With Mo Xuetong around, it would be extremely difficult to help make Auntie Fang the main wife. The slut had hurt herself just to stop Auntie Fang from being made the main wife.

nMo Xuemin’s heart was filled with hatred as she gritted her teeth. Her tender lower lip had been bit on so hard by her that blood had appeared. Her eyes were filled with a vicious red color as well.

nShe would not be so kind anymore. Auntie Fang can only become the main wife only if Mo Xuetong were dead. She would only be able to become the main daughter then and her elder brother would be able to take the helm of the family as the main son. Mo Xuetong’s mother’s dowry would become hers. With these, it would not be an issue even if His Majesty were to sanction her marriage…

nHowever, for all of this to happen, that slut has to die. Furthermore, she has to die in a terrible manner for Mo Xuemin to work off her anger! She wanted badly to cut Mo Xuetong into a million pieces. Her cold and sinister eyes spun towards Mo Xiu viciously. There was a glint of ruthlessness in them.

nMo Xiu shivered and did not dare to say anything. She kept the porcelain shards in her hands. However, she cut herself because she was afraid. Yet, she did not dare to say anything. The air was stiff and cold.

nMoments later, Mo Xuemin said coldly, “Let’s go. Let’s go and visit my good younger sister!”

nIt had only been mere moments, but Mo Xuemin had already regained her calmness. Only those who have been by her side all this time would know how angry and vicious she was right now. Mo Xiu did not dare to say anything else. She tossed the things in her hand to one side and followed Mo Xuemin out of the ancestral hall.

nThe sun was shining brightly outside. The winder sun brought a sense of warmth to one as it shone. Yet, Mo Xiu felt a bone-piercing cold as the sun shone upon her. It was even colder outside than inside. She secretly glanced at First Miss, who was standing very straight. She had regained her gracious and elegant appearance. Mo Xiu could even see a warm smile on her mistress’ lips. She looked just like how she looked as usual. Gentle and gracious!

nHowever, Mo Xiu’s eyes could not help but twitch when she saw the smile on Mo Xuemin’s face. She crossed her hands together subconsciously, warming her cold hands. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at Mo Xuemin again. She hastened her step and followed behind Mo Xuemin to Qingwei Garden.

nThere were a group of physicians who looked on helplessly in Qingwei Garden!

nThey did not manage to diagnose Mo Xuetong. They only felt that her breath was weak and was barely there. The physicians that were invited in all shook their head and sighed. They only said that they could not do anything and left with their medicine case. Mo Huawen waited there anxiously with furrowed brows. He was not in the mood to care about anything else. He did not even bother with Mo Xuemin, who came over under the guise of a gentle and gracious elder sister.

nMo Xuemin, however, was in a good mood because of this.

nLooking at the current situation, the slut seemed to be really ill. She had not intentionally tried to spoil Mo Xuemin’s plans. A hint of evilness flashed through her eyes. It would be best if she did not regain consciousness and died immediately. She cried for her Third Sister by the side of the bed weakly and cried, pretending to be worried. Then, she returned to her courtyard. If Mo Xuetong died, then everything would be considered resolved.

nAs such, Mo Xuemin would not do anything for now. She would wait and see.

nWhile she waited in silence, Mo Xuetong’s world was not as quiet!

nWas she going to die?!

nShe walked on the dark path. Everything around her was endlessly dark. It was lonely and terrifying. Various scenes rose from the dark horizon. When she first learned to speak, her father’s love for her. In the peach blossom forest, a young Mo Huawen hugging her beautiful mother. Was that her catching butterflies with her maids?

nHer young face was full of joy!

nThe next scene was when her mother died. She stood outside her mother’s room and watched as her father came in a hurry. She went up to him and yelled at him angrily. That was the first time she had shed her cowardly-self and spoke to her father coldly. That was Auntie Fang and Mo Xuemin standing by the side. Their expression was one of insuppressible joy.

nSo she and her father had already fallen into their trap then…

nWhat was that next? The chaotic scenes of her past life appeared again. Being discovered, fallen into a trap and having to marry Sima Lingyun. Even though she had 120 sets of dowry when she went to the Duke’s Manor, but who knew how many were truly valuable? Auntie Fang had lusted over the dowry her mother had left her. To the outside world, she had said virtuously that she would add on to that dowry. But even the maids of the manor would turn their noses up at those.

nThe moldy silks left in the storeroom. Battered tables and chairs, chipped porcelain. Accessories that were gold-plated, and the miserable twenty-tales of silver at the bottom of the trunks…

nThe Duchess must have been started disliking her at first because of that! That’s why she had looked down on Mo Xuetong and made things difficult for her!

nShe slowly realized that Sima Lingyun’s neglect towards her after marrying into the Duke’s Manor. However, she had lied to herself and pretended not to notice. She thought that the loving Sima Lingyun was just too busy, which was why he was so impatient towards her. She had even gone to the General’s Manor especially and knelt before her grandmother, asking her two uncles to help Sima Lingyun.

nHowever, she did not expect that to cause the tragedy at the General’s Manor.

nThe Duchess’ harshness towards her in the Duke’s Manor, Sima Lingyun’s neglect towards her, the plotting amongst Sima Lingyun’s concubines. The loss of her first child and the death of her second child in her arms. In the end, Mo Xuemin appeared together with Sima Lingyun and gave her the most vicious blow!

nShe fell into the deep abyss from then on! That was how the fiery scene at the wedding started. The various scenes appeared around her. She was sad, crying, blaming herself, and frightened in each scene. She had only retaliated after giving up all hope in the last scene. She had dragged them down with her, using her own life in exchange. However, it was all useless. She had died, and yet, they had been untouched…

nEverything appeared before her. Other than the happy scenes at the very front, her entire life was a tragedy. She lived in a tragedy, being plotted against by others until she was forced to her death. Yet, she could not seek revenge for herself. Pain surged from her heart and spread throughout her, and she did not have an ounce of vitality left in her.

nIn the darkness, Mo Xuetong huddled in a corner, watching the various scenes of sadness and despair before her. She would startle awake from her sleep angrily when she saw these scenes in the past. However, she found that she did not have the strength to retaliate anymore. The darkness was in control. There were a pair of eyes high up above, watching coldly as it controlled everything. No matter how much she struggled, she could not escape the tragedy that was fate.

nThe pair of eyes high above were cold and heartless as it controlled the chess pieces in its hand. They all bled red with life as the heavens controlled them. Human lives were just chess pieces, and who was to say what was black or white. Everyone could either be exalted or humbled! It was a world that she had never dared to imagine. Every time she thought of that, she would be sure to pretend not to care and tell herself that that was not something of her level. Her revenge was only on a family, and that was…

nThat was not her world, so she did not have to care! But now, the clues or came together. It was a fact that she could not avoid. Could she really get revenge for what happened to her in her past life! This was the first time she did not feel confident in her rebirth. In fact, she even felt fear!

nShe had always thought that her life would become blissful and happy after she defeated Auntie Fang, Mo Xuemin, and Sima Lingyun. As such, she had worked hard towards this. Even if she made little mistakes, she could walk out it quickly because she had a thought that everything would be different as long as they were gone.

nHowever, today, she did not watch the terrible and heart wrenching scenes with any ounce of fight in her. Instead, she despaired, felt lonely and helpless and gave up on herself…

nShe had thought that the second chance at life was a new beginning. She could start further in front from the starting line so that Auntie Fang and Mo Xuemin would not be able to plot against her. She would turn their vicious plots against them. She was no longer that Mo Xuetong whom anyone could bully, nor the Mo Xuetong who had died from torture at their joint hands. She had been rebirthed in the fire, and it was as if everything in the past had been overturned. Everything that had happened would be sins pinned upon them. She would definitely send them to hell.

nShe did not expect that she would discover a long time after her rebirth, that she had not been fully aware of the reason behind her tragedy. How was she to fight, and who was she to fight against? She had some questions that she had never asked. She had forgotten them subconsciously. However, they appeared clearly in her mind in this moment of loneliness and helplessness.

nHer mother had already died in her past life and it was a given that Auntie Fang would be made the main wife. What had she done to be a hindrance to the mother-daughter pair that they had to kill her? They had done so relentlessly. She remembered how Mo Xuemin had spoken ferociously by her ear. Even though she had already drunk the cup of poison then and was in so much pain she had lost all her senses it felt as if she was going to die, she still heard a few words. The palace?

nMo Xuemin seemed to have said something about a person in the palace. However, she had passed out in pain then and could not hear clearly!

nMo Xuemin’s ambition was to marry into the palace and enjoy the wealth and luxury there. What had happened in the palace then for her to not dare to think of marrying into the palace again?

nWho was Qin Yufeng? He was an arrogant and proud person. Why would he support Mo Xuemin to the end and help her with her plots to marry one man after another? He would rather destroy a painting he loved rather than to gift it to someone, much less a woman he loved. How could he bear that heart wrenching pain unless he had never loved her!

nThen, why would he pretend to love her so deeply in front of others! Who was he acting for…

nEven though Sima Lingyun became an official in the end, he did not have a high position and had not taken away much from the General’s Manor. What exactly was in that pot of flowers that would make Emperor Zongwen so angry that he would immediately send someone to raid the General’s Manor? It was one of the four major families who supported and defended the royal regime. What was it that had shaken this century-old foundation!

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nThese incidents, one after another, was no longer something that belonged only in the family!

nIt was politics. Politics!

nWhy would a minor family of a fifth-grade official like the Mo Manor be implicated in politics? What did the Mo Manor have that others wanted and they would stretch their hands out to probe? It was like this in her past life and also in this life. However, she could not find the source of it all and could only watch as she stepped on the same path again!

nIf this life would be like her last, then she would rather die now when she did not know anything. For the ignorant did not have to fear!

nHer heart was cold and she no longer had any desires or the will to live!

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