Chapter 1944 “Nightmare (12)”
The maid was about to cry.
The young lady was the monarch’s only disciple, meaning the other girl wouldn’t be hurt, but she herself wasn’t so fortunate…. Execution would be the least of her worries.
Mo Xin Yan bit her lip tightly as that body shook with tremor: “Why did he act so fierce at me? Did I do something wrong?”
“Miss!” The maid gets all teary and red in the eye, “It’s useless for you to think about him anymore now, we should be thinking about how we’re going to explain this to the monarch….”
Mo Xin Yan did not speak for her calm heart had long been ruffled up.
If this man hadn’t woken up then that’s one thing. I don’t want to fight with my s.h.i.+fu for a man either, but I can’t anymore. The second I met his eyes…. I’ve fallen for him, completely fallen for him!
“Xiao Ying, I didn’t know what it was like to fall in love before I met him.” Mo Xin Yan slowly stood up from the ground, her pretty face stained with a bittersweet flavor, “But after this encounter, I learned that some people only need a glance to understand the meaning of love. Even if it’s only as a concubine, I’m willing to be his…”
Unfortunately, a woman as strong as s.h.i.+fu would never agree to this arrangement. But what else am I supposed to do? My heart is moved, there’s no turning back anymore.
“You don’t have to worry, I will explain this to s.h.i.+fu so she doesn’t punish you.” Mo Xin Yan looked back to her maid and smiled brightly, “Moreover, have you forgotten, this piece of the world is all under s.h.i.+fu’s control. He can’t escape s.h.i.+fu’s grasp so we won’t be blamed too much….”
She may say that, but disobeying the monarch’s order of not entering the stone chamber was by virtue a crime punishable by death. Even if that won’t happen, it’s undoubtedly going to infuriate the monarch.
Xiao Ying also pulled herself up from the ground and made a thin white line with those lips. After all, what else was she supposed to say? She’s merely a lowly maid so her life was in the hands of this lady and her s.h.i.+fu.
After a long while of this awkwardness, it was the lady who spoke to break it: “Let’s go, we need to inform my s.h.i.+fu and ask for forgiveness….”
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Outside the old manor was a sizeable expansive forest.
The moonlit greenery was quite gloomy, and the evening wind gave it an uncanny feeling to those new to the area.
“Yan’er… Yan’er… Where are you?” The silver-haired man grasped his head tightly, desperately trying to recall the vague face hiding within his head. It’s so close yet so far from his reach.
“Little girl, my heart is dead without you, and only with you will my life be with purpose.”
The man’s hand involuntarily moved down from the head and touched the chest where his heart lied. He couldn’t feel the heartbeat, only the cold bristling air that was blowing through this evening where he felt so lonely and without purpose.
“Even if I can’t remember anything, nor know how you look like, but I will find you even if it takes me to the end of this world!” The man’s red lips curved into that iconic grin of confidence. He’s evil yet seductive, the stunning demon king of old.
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Ancient manor.
A woman wearing a pearl white dress quickly pa.s.sed through the corridors here until she arrived outside her own study room. Here, Mo Xin Yan had already been waiting. When their eyes met, the latter was obviously fl.u.s.tered and recoiled back a step under that compelling aura.