Femme Fatale First Daughter

Chapter 11: Goodbye Mo Huawen

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"Young Master, why didn't you rush in as planned just now, but... the Fuguo Palace and the Young Master have no contact with each other on weekdays." There was also a beauty in pink clothes sitting in the car, making tea with skillful gestures and melancholy posture. He stopped and asked in confusion.

"Do you want to help the Duke of the country? Of course we have to date. I heard that this generation of Master Luo is also a figure... What's more, he has this unique talent to match." The person who made the leisurely voice was a rare handsome man, He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, handsome as jade, and most importantly, there was a leisurely and mysterious aura between his eyebrows, as if he were the ice on the mountain that had not melted for thousands of years, reflecting the magnificent colors of the early sun, and seemed to be from an ancient story. The water brings the ultimate tranquility.

"However, some of the young master's plans have been changed because of this... Isn't the value too high..." The beauty raised her head, as delicate as a flower, and her white jade-like fingers moved lightly across the boiling water, like dancing ice orchids, jumping On the cliff, it looks like fire and ice.

"The plan will always have to change to succeed, so there is no need to talk about the value. Isn't this unique piano score not valuable enough? It is said that the imperial grandmother likes these the most. Isn't it more filial to me to offer it..." The handsome man laughed, and his body Leaning back, he was leaning on the couch, looking relaxed and casual.

"But, sir..."

The beauty wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by his clear and pleasant voice: "No need to say anything more. I will prepare a post in two days and ask Mr. Luo to write poems."

"Yes." Seeing the profound meaning of the young master, the woman did not dare to say anything.

When Mo Xuetong returned to Mo Mansion, Mo Huawen had already returned home. Hearing that the third lady had returned home, he frowned and didn't say anything. He only waved and asked someone to help her pack her bags, but didn't say much. For the rest, I just work in my study.

In fact, there was not much luggage. Mo Xuetong asked Mother Xu to send someone to help her pack it. The people from Fu Guogong's Mansion went back first. After all, this is the Mo family, and Mo Xuetong's surname is Mo. Since she has already picked it up, what's next? Naturally, there was an agreement between the two parties. Grandma Shen was a discerning person, so she took her servants and said goodbye to Mo Xuetong.

As soon as Mo Xuetong got out of the car, she saw a beauty in gorgeous clothes and a large group of maids and ladies came out to greet her. The beauty had a high bun and wore a full-sleeve dress with red silk and gold-woven satin. This kind of beauty came out. The red color is close to true red. If you don’t compare it, you won’t be able to tell that it is not true red. A golden skirt reflecting the hundreds of birds, a pair of charming eyes, and a warm smile on the corners of the lips, very It's very comforting. Upon closer inspection, she does look a bit like Yushi, but she is more charming.

Although he is over thirty, he looks only in his twenties! This was Aunt Fang who killed her mother in her previous life and caused her own misery. Mo Xue's eyes turned cold, and chills rose from her heart. She clenched her fingers tightly at the bottom of her sleeves, and a trace of sharp blood-colored anger flashed in her eyes.

Aunt Fang noticed that Mo Xuetong got out of the car and quickly let go of the maid's hand, stepped forward and took her hand and said kindly: "Miss Third, you're back. You've been on a good journey. You've been away for so many days, and you're in good health." No, I told the master that there is no need to rush for the third lady, but the master asked the young lady to rush to Beijing. What do you mean? How can I feel relieved when calling the aunt? These days, I am always anxious for the third lady day and night. , I’m feeling better now, I’m finally back, but I’m a little weak, I’ve asked someone to stew the soup, I’ll drink some soup later to get rid of my fatigue.”

This woman always pretends to be so similar. In her last life, she was greatly humiliated at the city gate because she heard such a sentence and cried on the spot and recognized her identity. Now that she thinks about it, this woman must have Proud, while laughing at herself in her heart, how could she not admire such a woman who is so good at acting!

Stretching out his hand, he retracted it from Aunt Fang's hand calmly, covering up the stern look in his eyes, raising his head and smiling softly: "Thank you for your hard work, Auntie. My father is anxious to ask me to come back because of the family sacrifice. I want to go home soon." I’m going to sacrifice, as my legitimate daughter, I can’t get up because I was sick like last time, it’s so unfilial, but I let my eldest sister salute on my behalf, it’s really hard for my eldest sister!”

She deliberately lowered her head shyly and said guiltily. Sure enough, after saying this, a trace of jealousy flashed across Aunt Fang's face.

The Mo family ceremony was held just a few days later. The direct children usually came in to worship, while the concubines could only stay outside. Last year, because Mo Xuetong was left in Yuncheng, Mo Xuemin was asked to come in instead of Mo. Xuetong paid homage to her. This was the reason why Mo Xuemin could make friends with some young ladies from aristocratic families. Otherwise, why would a little concubine be able to hang out with young ladies from the Duke's mansion? It was also because she was taken seriously during family sacrifices, which was equivalent to As half a legitimate daughter.

Family sacrifices are a symbol of family status. In her last life, she returned home two years later. All the previous family sacrifices were performed by Mo Xuemin. This was especially true after Aunt Fang helped her upright. No one could remember it. There is a real legitimate daughter in the backyard, and Mo Xuemin is already the eldest daughter in everyone's hearts.

But this time she would naturally not let Mo Xuemin steal her position as she wished!

Thinking of the place of great hatred, his eyes were reddish, and his eyes were cold and deep, but when he turned around in an instant, he returned to his gentle and timid look.

"Third Miss, you are really grown up and sensible. The master is in the study, but he has not notified anyone for Third Miss to see him, so why not just rest by yourself first!" Aunt Fang didn't see anything strange, pretending to be attentive, but He said the matter about Mo Xuetong not being welcomed by Mo Huawen as if he didn't care.

"Auntie, why are you talking about this? Third sister has just come back. She is still not in good health. Father will forgive her." Mo Xuemin acted like a good sister again. She got off the carriage and looked at Auntie Fang half-blamingly, as if she was very worried. She was dissatisfied with her saying these words that made Mo Xuetong feel wronged when she got out of the car.

"Yes, yes, it's all me, it's all my fault. These nonsense at this time... It doesn't make the third lady sad. The master is really busy. Otherwise, he would have gone out to take the young lady into the house. When the master is finished, he will naturally meet the third miss. Third Miss, please go to the yard to rest. My aunt has already arranged everything. If you are not satisfied with anything else, my aunt will change it for you." Aunt Fang said with a smile, her words were very eloquent and her eyes were full of pride.

The father didn't even ask the daughter who came back from a long way away, and she looked clearly indifferent! The discerning servants all understand that although this third young lady has the reputation of being a legitimate daughter, she is not valued by the master. The servants in this house are all trying to push the high and the low. As long as they understand this principle, there will be more in the future. Who will help Mo Xuetong? Even if she returns to the house, she is not at her mercy. Thinking of this, Aunt Fang becomes even more proud.

"Thank you Aunt Fang. Eldest sister, I will go to the study to see my father first, and then go back to rest!" Mo Xuetong said lightly. Although the smile on his lips was gentle, when he looked at Aunt Fang with his deep black eyes, she actually gave birth to an inexplicable emotion. It was a bit chilling, the emotions contained in those clear eyes could not be seen clearly, and the color seemed to be lifeless, which made people feel unreasonable in their hearts!

"Third Miss, you are going at this time and you haven't eaten yet? Why don't you go back to the yard to finish your meal first, and then go see your father?" Aunt Fang asked with a smile.

"No, how could Yuanyou not report back to his father first?" Although Mo Xuetong smiled, his expression was firm.

Coming from afar, not even meeting her father, but taking a rest first, would be considered a very unfilial crime, and Aunt Fang would never forget to ruin her reputation.

Next to her, Mo Xuetong became impatient. Without people's attention, she was not in the mood to act like a gentle lady. She just said that she had something to do, said something to Mo Xuetong, and then returned to her yard.

"Then Auntie, please go with you to save your father from blaming you!" Auntie Fang saw that Mo Xuetong insisted on going to see Mo Huawen, she smiled and reached out to hold Mo Xuetong's hand, wanting to hold her affectionately. Let's go in together. She has to go and have a look. She can't let this girl make Mo Huawen happy!

"Aunt Fang is worried that I don't know the way or is she worried about something else. Even if I offend my father, he always loves me and won't really wrong me. Aunt Fang should go about her business. If she stops me again, people will think My aunt followed her because she was worried about her legitimate daughter entering the house." Mo Xuetong stopped, and although there was a bit of a smile on her face, her eyes became distant and cold.

After saying that, he didn't look at her again, turned around and took Mo Lan to the study. Aunt Fang's angry smile stayed on her face.

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She glanced at Mo Xuetong's back with cold eyes, snorted coldly, and hurriedly turned around and took Nanny Li back to the room. She had to ask clearly what happened to this little bitch, how dare she embarrass herself in front of her...

At the door of the study, Mo Xuetong hesitated and did not go in. The door was open and it was very quiet inside.

"Miss! I want you to come in!" The boy at the door trotted out and saluted Mo Xuetong respectfully!

Mo Xuetong nodded and followed him into the study.

The study is neatly organized, with several rows of tall bookshelves next to a large copybook. There is an inner room behind the innermost bookshelf in case the owner is in trouble. The heavily decorated nanmu furniture makes this spacious study more spacious. A bit heavy and thick, Mo Huawen sat quietly behind the copywriter, watching Mo Xuetong come in from the door with deep eyes.

The sunshine outside the window fell on him through the window. The inexplicable tall body made Mo Xuetong feel lonely and lonely. Seeing him sitting quietly at the door, his eyes focused on her, and she looked at her carefully. Looking at her, my heart suddenly felt sour, and tears welled up in my eyes. I took a few steps forward and wanted to speak, but I found that the tears had fallen before the words.

"Father!" His trembling body suppressed his sadness, and he knelt down without saying a word, and shed a few lines of tears.

Mo Huawen was very quiet, so quiet that he was harsh. After a while, he said coldly: "Tong'er, get up! Are you feeling well?" The voice was very calm, no different from what Mo Xuetong heard in the past. But Mo Xuetong heard a hint of trembling from it, suppressing the grief in her heart, she wiped her tears and raised her head but did not stand up.

"Yes, father, Tong'er is healed!" Mo Xuetong looked at Mo Huawen with red eyes.

She had complained and hated this man. When her mother died, he was in Aunt Fang's yard without even seeing her for the last time. How could she not complain or be angry? After that, the relationship between father and daughter became weaker and weaker. Deep down in her heart, he had never been a good father and was very indifferent to her.

But looking at his suppressed excitement under his calm expression, Mo Xuetong suddenly felt that the sadness that came over him moistened his eyes again. Although his words were plain and his voice was normal, it was just the deep feeling in his eyes that made him wet his eyes again. , clearly a bit excited and sad.

This father seems to be slightly different from the imagined ruthless and unrighteous man... (To be continued)