Chapter 1219 - Mu Mu Was Her Daughter
Now he knew.
He knew there was no longer any chance.
Xuan Ying’s scarred face lay deep within his mother’s embrace as he sobbed miserably like a child.
“Mother, I know that I have no excuse for myself. Any excuse I have is just feeble and weak. What kind of days did we live in the South Palace in the past? Mother, you were always bullied by the South Duke. When he wasn’t scolding you, he was beating you. The more I saw of that, the colder and crueler I became.
“I started trying to vie for Father’s affection by dealing with the criminals and staining my hands red. There was nothing I was afraid of and my blood was boiling all the time. This way of living made me extremely bloodthirsty and resulted in my anger disorder. I know that it was for my sake that you sent me away from the ruthless South Palace.
“I fell from being the second Young Master in the South Palace to being a small manservant in Ah Jiao’s Room, and that was where I met Feng Lingxue.
“We came from similar backgrounds, but I continued to live in darkness while she shone bright and beautiful, like the sun. On every special occasion, all the other girls would receive extravagant gifts and compete with each other, but all she required was a bite from the sweet potato I baked for her. That was enough to elicit a smile from her.
“Even when she belonged to me, I couldn’t stop feeling frightened, uneasy and doubtful of myself. I was afraid that she would meet someone better than me someday and leave me.
Madam, you’re mistaken!
…
In the room.
Xuan Ying ran straight in. There was no one on the bed. His bloodshot eyes searched the room frantically.
“Silver Mask King.” At this moment, a gentle voice called out to him.
Xuan Ying turned back and saw Tang Mo’er standing at the door, her bright eyes on him.
“Where is Lingxue?” he asked hoarsely.
Tang Mo’er looked towards the balcony. “Over there.”
Xuan Ying walked quickly towards her. Reaching out, he ripped open the curtain. The sun was about to set, and the glass doors on the balcony were open. He immediately saw the beautiful figure standing inside.
Feng Lingxue was standing at the balcony in an oversized hospital gown, her raven-black hair cascading gracefully behind her back. The golden sunlight fell on her, she was so beautiful he couldn’t take his eyes off of her.
Xuan Ying stood behind looking at her. He had stopped walking.
The night breeze blew in gently, and her hair curled in the air. The room was filled with her fragrance. Xuan Ying slowly reached out, wanting to touch her hair.
Wanted to feel her warmth.
He was afraid that all this was a dream, and that he was going to wake up from it. His fingers were about to touch her hair when Feng Lingxue stirred and turned away from him.
Xuan Ying’s gaze fell from her face to her arms. She wasn’t looking at him. In her arms was a pillow, and she was humming in a low voice, “Mu Mu, let’s go to sleep…”
She walked towards him holding the pillow. Brushing past him, she went to bed. Xuan Ying turned around to look at her. Her side profile was gentle and beautiful, nothing like a madwoman.
Mu Mu.
Who was Mu Mu?
At this moment, Tang Mo’er walked in and whispered, “Silver Mask King, Mu Mu is Lingxue’s daughter. After she was raped at her coming-of-age ceremony, she discovered that she was pregnant, and gave birth to a daughter…”