Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter

"What is it? You don’t recognize me? That’s too much. To think that I came to visit you especially on such a cold day." Feng Yuran smiled charmingly, a coldness flashing through his eyes as he glared at her and spoke unhappily.

"I didn’t invite you here." Mo Xuetong was annoyed by how he spoke so assumingly and retaliated immediately. She bit her lips and touched her head feeling rather dazed and pushed herself up. Her dark hair fell across her small and pale face, making her look even more delicate and pitiful.

"Am I someone you can invite over when you want to?" Feng Yuran said loudly, reaching out to help her get a pillow to put behind her back. "I have done you such a large favor and visited you on this late night. How can you treat me like this? It is not a good habit to treat guests who visit you out of goodwill."

"No matter how bad of a habit this is, it is still better than climbing through someone’s window in the middle of the night, right?" Mo Xuetong said sarcastically, ignoring how poorly she felt. She felt irritated when she saw how he pretended to feel aggrieved. She touched her slightly hurting head and leaned against the pillow, breathing heavily before opening her eyes again.

He was so annoying. He must have grown addicted to climbing through windows. It should be about midnight judging by the moon outside the window. Yet, he was not sleeping and kept visiting other people’s room and blamed others for their bad habits.

She wouldn’t be able to get married if others saw them!

He was a prince and might not care about his reputation. But she still wanted to get married. How could she sacrifice her reputation to make trouble with him?

"Alright, even if my habits are bad, I am weird, so I came to see what’s the fuss about. You are so tough, so why did you vomit blood and faint for no reason? Is there something you want but cannot get? If it’s me, I can consider helping you. It’s not that much trouble. I can just marry you." Feng Yuran narrowed his eyes slightly. His eyes shone, and despite looking extremely handsome, he did not seem serious at all and was rather annoying.

She pushed away his approaching face while gritting her teeth. She felt that her limbs had regained strength from her rage and she said, "Your Highness, if you have nothing on, you’d better take care of yourself. No matter how much business others have, it’s their business. I heard that you like to watch where the fun is, but there is nothing fun here for you to watch and I don’t dare to have you marry little old me. I fear that you would find it hard to find peace in this life."

"You won’t let me watch the fun, but you have not considered that others have watched it." Feng Yuran did not approach when he saw that she was really angry. He tapped his own forehead and smiled.

Mo Xuetong understood what he was saying and her heart skipped a beat. She calmed down and did not reply Feng Yuran. She bit her lips and looked at the moon outside the window, falling into a daze.

"I prefer to watch the fun when it happens to others and won’t allow others to watch when its me. No matter how many obstacles there are in front of me, I will just push them away with every step. I don’t believe that there are any bridges that I cannot cross." Feng Yuran stared at her and smiled faintly. He stood up suddenly, the moon shining upon him. She could not see his face clearly and only felt that his eyes were very dark and deep.

"What if you realize you cannot cross this chasm? What would you do? What if you realize that everything you have thought of and considered is completely different from what others have plotted, or perhaps, you don’t even know who and where your opponents are, what would you do? Your Highness, could it be that even so, you would think that you can make it through? That you definitely won’t allow others to watch you when you are in trouble?" Mo Xuetong said softly and sadly, biting her lips. She felt extremely lost. The various scenes and incidents all made her feel fearful.

If she had been rebirthed to just repeat her past mistakes, then she had no strength to continue down the path!

That pain, that hatred, the immense pain made her want to pull Mo Xuemin and Sima Lingyun down into hell with her. She wanted to burn them with the fire of hell through eternity. She would rather suffer eternal pain and be doomed forever. But if she knew that the pain would repeat again in the future, she had no strength to continue forth anymore.

Her bright eyes dimmed gradually, her long lashes fluttered. She did not have the strength to shut them. The various scenes from the past flashed before her. They tore at her heart and yet, she could not find an ounce of fight in her to fight. Mo Xuemin and Sima Lingyun were the manifestations of her miserable life. But in fact, in fact, she could not find her hidden opponent.

How would she be able to escape her miserable fate like this!

She realized, in despair, that there was nothing she could do.

"Have you let yourself waste away like this because you found an unsurmountable obstacle? Have you really admitted defeat? The Mo Xuetong I see does not seem to be a person who would shrink in fear against an upcoming battle! Didn’t you have no choice in Cloud City as well? You were an abandoned orphaned daughter that no one remembered or pitied. And you were almost destroyed. Didn’t you charge out of it victoriously? You came to the capital, and you have the General’s Manor here, and your father, and me, a helpful Prince..."

If you still feel helpless under such favorable circumstances, then Mo Xuetong, I think you might as well die! Anyway, it’s not like the Old Madam of the General Manor has never lost a daughter. She can just treat it as her the daughter she dotes on the most dying again. Your father has lost his beloved wife, and now, his daughter too. He could start from a clean slate again. He could give your mother’s things all to your eldest sister and that concubine mother of hers. You could be considered to have done all you could as a daughter. This is a pretty good idea."

Feng Yuran’s handsome face was filled with sarcasm. He walked up to the window and crossed his arms, leaning against it. His lips twitched up. He looked extremely cold under the moonlight. His masculine voice was soft as he spoke coldly and with sarcasm. Mo Xuetong could feel his disdainful and hurtful words cut through her heart.

His words cut down viciously on the wound deeply hidden in her heart. They tore at her wounds that she had intentionally disregarded. Her heart felt as if it was torn apart by knives.

Giving everything to Mo Xuemin and Auntie Fang, and hurting the General Manor and her father?

Let Mo Xuemin and Sima Lingyun get what they wanted? No. She did not want that. She did not want that at all! No! She would rather die first!

Her eyes flew open, glittering in the darkness. They were filled with cold anger. How could she let them get what they wanted?

How could she let her enemies who have hurt her in her past life dance on her grave once more, stepping on her family’s heartache and her sorrows in joy? No matter what, she had come back for revenge in this lifetime. So no matter what the facts were, Mo Xuemin and Sima Lingyun were her enemies. Even if she was torn apart and her bones shattered into a million pieces, her soul fallen into the depths of hell, she would not let them off so easily.

As such, no matter how difficult things were, she would continue to trudge on...

Then why did she have to consider so much!

Since she was fated to continue the fight against Mo Xuemin, she would stay alive if she succeeded, and if she failed, she would not feel any regret. At least she would not have let down her mother, her child, and herself...

She took a deep breath and gnawed on her lips. She forced her weak body to sit up straight. She could not fall. How could she fall. She still had many enemies to deal with. They were still laughing, so why did she have to cry? No matter how many plots laid before her, she would not allow the fate that had befallen her in her past life to repeat again. She would seek revenge for herself.

Come what may, she would do whatever necessary to win the fight!

Since she had taken a different path from her past life, then this path might not be completely impossible.

"Your Highness, why are you helping me?" She took a deep breath, life flooding back into her again. A quiet and cold smile appeared on her pale face. She turned around to look at Feng Yuran. How could she still not realize that Feng Yuran had intentionally provoked her? There was a flash of gratitude in her eyes.

No matter who this handsome and fickle prince was, at least he had truly helped her earlier.

"I have always enjoyed helping others." His lazy voice filled the darkness. Even though she could not see his face, she felt as if he was smiling for some reason, and he was even smiling in a good mood.

"Your Highness, can I ask what you were doing at my home in Cloud City? What were you looking for? Is the man in black looking for the same thing?" She asked after a moment of silence.

She had not asked in the past because she did not wish to be implicated. She felt that it was dangerous. But she realized just now that she had long been embroiled in the matter.

"This has nothing much to do with you. You don’t have to know so much for now." The handsome youth smiled as he spoke in the dark.

"If I need to know in the future, will you tell me?" Mo Xuetong asked. She had a premonition that she would eventually be involved in the matter, heading deeper into it step by step. And she would eventually have to know these details known only to insiders. She used to hide and try to avoid it in the past. But she only faced it head on now that she had nowhere to hide.

"Alright, I will definitely tell you if I find out that you need to know." The lazy voice was rich with meaning. It was like rich and mellow wine that soothed one’s heart, making one feel at ease for some reason.

At this moment, he was no longer the capital’s playboy or the charming prince. The moon shone behind his back. She could not see his face clearly. However, his bright and beautiful eyes were stunning. It made her face flush and her heart race.

She could not help but clench her hands into a fist under her blanket. The room was so quiet it felt as if she could hear hearts beating. She could hear more than one heart beating.

"I shall leave now. You can get Mo Feng to inform me if there’s anything else in the future. Don’t go around asking people what ingredients are there in the medicine like a headless chicken. It is so suspicious." The handsome youth tore his deep gaze away from the bed. His eyes glowed dark and deep in the night.

Mo Xuetong’s heart skipped a beat. She knew that he was talking about what happened before. She understood that what he said was true and she nodded.

Feng Yuran’s smile grew even more beautiful at her rare obedience. He did not say anything else. He opened the window and disappeared. The window was closed deftly and softly, leaving behind only the sound of the wind blowing against the shutters.

He had left!

Mo Xuetong laid in the dark after Feng Yuran left. She could not fall back asleep. As such, she flipped over and sprawled out on her front to watch the moonlight shining through the window. After letting go of the thoughts that troubled her, she continued down her train of thought. Sima Lingyun and Mo Xuemin had ended up together in her past life and the blood of her and her child had stained their luxurious wedding banquet red.

But now, Mo Xuemin would definitely be reluctant to enter the Duke’s Manor just like this. Her greed would definitely demand more. A Duke’s Manor would not be able to satisfy her. Similarly, the Duchess and Sima Lingyun both would not allow Mo Xuemin to become his main wife. How could a concubine’s daughter satisfy their requirements?

They were so greedy, so it was fated that their views would be divided on the matter. A cold smile appeared on her lips. If so, the two of them would not be as close as they were now.

It would be much easier for her to do some things then!