Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter

“But...” If this continued, she would be crushed!

“No buts! Turns out my uncle wasn’t as simple as I thought.” Feng Yuran flipped over from her body and released his hands on her. His breathing relaxed as he kissed her hairs softly, a tinge of mockery in his lazy voice.

“What do you know?” Mo Xuetong understood what he meant and turned around too. She blinked her clear pupils and widened her eyes, asking anxiously.

“Do you know who will be marrying the eldest daughter of He family?” Feng Yuran blinked his eyes deviously, a seductive smile appearing on his enchanting face, mockery amidst his devilish aura. “You know him.”

A man that she knew. Mo Xuetong believed that she didn’t know many men, especially one that was as prestigious as implied by the He family. She frowned and pondered on the possibilities.

It was impossible for the man to be You Yuecheng. With his cunning nature, he would not be stirring up trouble now. Anyway, he would not be interested in that pair of sisters.

Who else could it be?

Raising his bright eyes, Mo Xuetong stared at him with dissatisfaction. She pinched his waist and pretended to be angry. “Say, who is it!” Her tender and sweet voice made her seem to be flirting rather than demanding. Hence, she turned shy after saying and instead decided to enter his arms. She took his long slender hand and bit him gently.

“Yu Mingyong!” Feng Yuran touched her hair with care, a tinge of hatred flashing across his eyes.

That was a man who had been interested in Tong’er!

“Isn’t Yu Mingyong sick?” Mo Xuetong was stunned and slipped out from Feng Yuran’s arms. She blinked her eyes and asked in confusion as she could not understand what had happened.

“Ever since Consort Yu came out of the Cold Palace, Yu Mingyong recovered from his sickness. The changes in her circumstances were tied with his sickness; such a good coincidence!” Feng Yuran smiled slightly.

Mo Xuetong thought for a brief moment before understanding the situation. Holding his large hand, she then asked in a cold tone, “Is the Yu family still unsatisfied? They wanted to rise using Consort Yu’s status?”

In the Yu family, be it Yu Sirong, Auntie Fang or the Old Madam from Yu family, no one was truly benevolent. How could such a family not rely on as their last straw of hope — Consort Yu. Mo Xuetong was not surprised that the Yu family interfered in the matters of Consort Yu. She was merely curious about the confidence the family had on the Consort Yu’s rise in status to help Yu Mingyong in his plans.Read more new novels on

She wouldn’t mind dealing with the Yu family again for she would never forgive Auntie Fang!

Feeling her stress and rigidness, Feng Yuran touched her cheeks twice gently, calming her down. “Don’t be so anxious. There will be plenty of times for your revenge later. Now that the Yu family is involved, they won’t be able to retract themselves from this drama so easily. No matter what happened, you have me and I will be here to protect you.”

His low hoarse voice brought out noticeable care and concern that flowed gently into Mo Xuetong’s heart. The rigid and hard portion of her heart turned soft and tender again. He was right. She wasn’t alone now. She had someone to guard her against the danger outside, someone to accompany her through the blessing and the trouble.

The pain in her previous life would not appear again!

This time, she didn’t push his hand away, but instead rubbed her tiny face on his giant palm, bringing out her bitterness and sadness.

His concern for her had always been unconditional!

How could it be? How could someone love her so much without her using any tricks or plotting? He was truly who he was, the magnificent and charismatic King Xuan.

“Who is behind the Yu family?” Supported by his palm, Mo Xuetong asked gently.

“Tong’er is indeed so smart!” Feng Yuran sighed.

“Do you not like it!” Mo Xuetong stared at him seductively, pursing her lips and feigning displeasure.

“I like it, of course, I like it! With such a beauty as Tong’er, I am extremely satisfied!” Seeing that even though her face turned red, she spoke with great affection, Feng Yuran felt intense joy as his lips curved into a devilish smile. Satisfied, he explained, “Consort Yu is on Empress Dowager’s side. She can’t have thought that her brother’s Yu family is on my eldest brother’s side.”

Feng Yuxuan’s side? Mo Xuetong suddenly remembered how Mo Xuemin and Yu Mingyong had a conflict in the palace that day. At first, Yu Mingyong insisted that Mo Xuemin was the one before changing his mind and explaining that it was a misunderstanding. Thinking about it now, she had many questions regarding this matter. With the personality of Yu Mingyong and the status of Consort Yu as a doted concubine, it would be hard for him to change his mind and assume responsibility.

At that time, Sima Lingyun and Mo Xuemin all belonged to Feng Yuxuan. With Qin Yufeng settling the matter, Yu Mingyong naturally changed his mind!

It seemed that Yu Mingyong had been one of Feng Yuxuan’s men long ago!

“Why will he want to marry He Yufen?” Mo Xuetong frowned and asked eagerly.

Even though Yu Mingyong was an extravagant aristocrat, his status would not warrant him marrying any ordinary woman. With the He family was based outside of the imperial city and holding a lowly official position, it seemed strange that Yu Mingyong, or rather Consort Yu, would be interested in them. As the sole younger brother of Consort Yu, she would have the final say on his marriage, and it seemed strange that she would approve this.

“There are some twists and turns going on. Don’t worry, I will settle this affair. It seemed quite alright to lend them the side garden in the western city. However, don’t disturb them and allow them to do whatever they want for it doesn’t concern us. Even if anything happens, they can’t fault us for it. Everyone knows the intention of my uncle, who only came to my side now.” Feng Yuran explained coldly. He didn’t expect that this extravagant kid would be interested in his matters.

It’s fine for them to stay in his side garden. Feng Yuran was never afraid of someone who tried to suppress him by using filial piety. If they did anything despicable, he would have no qualms disregarding blood relations at all. After all, he was unrelated to them both in blood and in emotions. Even if they were related by blood, Feng Yuran did not see them as family.

He would not be soft if he struck!

“What if the sisters come over?” Mo Xuetong closed her eyes and asked. That girl said that she would come and accompany her every day. She seemed to have not given up on Feng Yuran, thinking about him even till today. That’s understandable considering Feng Yuran’s handsome face, which created much trouble. Even a calm and calculating woman like Ling Fengyan would be mesmerized by that, and much so more for the little village girl He Yuxiu to be seduced by him.

Thinking of that suddenly made her depressed! What’s the use of this man’s handsome face!

It could only attract women!

Unconsciously, her mouth pursed. “Seriously, you keep attracting women here. They said that they would come to see you often from now on. Do you still want people for your back garden? Just send them there to prevent them from coming over and snooping around.”

She said it unconsciously and became gloomier after speaking her mind. Why did trouble keep coming when there were already so many unresolved problems in the back garden!

Feng Yuran found the key point in Mo Xuetong’s depressed words. He couldn’t contain his smile as he reached over to pinch her chin, which had turned away. “Why? Angry? Jealous?”

“I’m not jealous. It will be a great help to me if Your Highness can stop attracting women from outside. Come, look at your back garden. There are all sorts of people inside, even aristocratic ladies. I heard that they had been creating trouble these few days. They seemed to believe that I did control you these few days. Your Highness, if you are free, do go and take a look. Don’t let them think that your love for them has been gone even before they age, giving you a reputation for being heartless.”

She spoke faster and faster, louder and louder, even sitting upright unconsciously. Towards the end, she felt more and more wronged and was about to cry.

“Why? Did someone bully you?” Feng Yuran’s gentle smile disappeared as a harsh glimmer flashed across his bright eyes. He was the one who selected the women into his back garden. Every type of woman was present, including aristocratic ladies. However, he never cared about them since they wanted to enter the manor themselves. Anyway, they couldn’t enter any other places other than the piece of land at the back of the manor.

“No!” Mo Xuetong complained unhappily as her tiny mouth pursed more, uttering some indecipherable words. Hearing his words of concern and feeling his warm hug made her feel that her anger was unjustified. He had already explained to her about the women in the back garden, and it was nothing like what she imagined it to be. It was indeed unreasonable to bother him with this matter.

She asked Xianglan and Nanny Chen to be in charge of the back garden. One of them was his nanny since birth while the other was the head of nannies, and had been in charge of the back garden before her arrival. The garden behind was independent of where she stayed, and Feng Yuran prohibited them from entering the front part of the manor. Their matters shouldn’t be of her concern, but rumors spread that as the proper wife, she discriminated against the concubines and hogged on to Feng Yuran, preventing him from seeing them.

They even said that his love for them broke down before they even turned old.

“If rumors come from within the back garden, do investigate. If they are creating trouble, just chase them out!” Feng Yuran hugged her back. The tiny body and her depressed complaints all showed her youth. He became even tenderer for her as he kissed on her hair, comforting her.

He didn’t expect this tiny woman to be so insistent when jealous. While he was surprised, his mood turned better. After he had settled his matters, he would help Tong’er with problems of the back garden, preventing her from getting a bad reputation for controlling him. However, it wasn’t time now. He had to use them for his means...

Mo Xuetong calmed down now and laid on his body, turning to look at him as she breathed out, her curved eyelashes blinking. She suddenly discovered that she had forgotten something important. Biting her lips, she turned around regretfully and raised her head. “Should I trace the rumors?”

“Yes! Tong’er, your hubby has to rely on you for the matters in the back garden!” Looking at her bright and seductive eyes, her cuteness was stunning to the bones. Feng Yuran pinched her nose and smiled dotingly.

“I shan’t hold back then, hubby!” It was accompanied by sweet and seductive laughter.

“Don’t hold back, Tong’er! Do it for your hubby!” Laughter erupted from his mouth too, full of laziness and tenderness.