Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter Chapter 330

Chapter 330 Fall off the Cliff—Xuetong in the Deathtrap

Mo Xuetong's figure fell down.

Suddenly, a figure in white ran faster to hold Mo Xuetong who was dashing to the ground. He stretched out his hands to hold up Mo Xuetong and was about to fall to the grass on the left.

However, the shaft of the carriage was broken unexpectedly. As it shook violently, the broken carriage lost its balance and leaned to the left. Then, it crashed into the man in white who just stood well. The carriage broke up instantly. The man in white did not expect the accident and was knocked back to the cliff.

“Young Master, let go!” Lin Yu shouted hurriedly. Because with the Master's martial arts skills, he was able to jump up easily if he did not hold anyone else.

The back of the carriage also fell off the cliff. A heavy thudding noise with the crack sounded against the rock cliff.

A huge crack accompanied by Lin Yu's scream spread to the ears of Mo Xuemin and Mo Xuetong who were in the front half of the carriage. The two were frozen in horror just now, but at that moment, they yelled as they collected themselves. Then, the carriage crashed into the tree heavily. Before they could yell as loudly as possible, they went faint together.

In front was a huge wall of rock, everywhere bumpy. “Where is it?” It seemed to be a cave. Mo Xuetong stared blankly at the handsome face in front, unable to identify it was reality or illusion. She closed her eyes, and things rolled up like a windmill. Mo Xuemin's brutal face, Mo Xueqiong's jealous and vicious facial expression…

The hairpin stabbed into her fingers and brought the pain piercing to the bone, as if she could see Mo Xuemin's brutality and coldness. Mo Xuetong shrank her fingers subconsciously, but pains surged up like a tide. She could not help letting out a moan.

“How are you feeling now? Does it still hurt?” The gentle and elegant voice was right in the ear with strong penetrating power. Mo Xuetong opened her eyes again uncontrollably.

The beautiful young man in white with slightly disheveled hair appeared in front of her, and she looked at him, puzzled. Even in such an embarrassing situation, he still wore a gentle and elegant smile without a trace of anger. His bright eyes were fixed on her as gentle as water, mixed with tender affection.

It turned out to be Bai Yihao!

Mo Xuetong then remembered that her last memory stayed on Bai Yihao's unparalleled and beautiful face!

“Where is it?” Mo Xuetong struggled to sit up. But she just moved her fingers, and then she felt piercing pain to the heart. Her hands felt weak and she fell down involuntarily again. Then, a long and thin hand that resembled jade stretched out to hold her and helped her lean against the rock beside.

“This is a small cave under the cliff. I don't have much energy now, and let's go up when I recover myself.” Bai Yihao smiled softly. His eyes fell on Mo Xuetong's tightly-wrapped fingers. A deep chill flashed in his eyes. Almost, just almost, he was about to lose her.

He had never had such a feeling before, as if the most important thing in his life were about to disappear. Bai Yihao almost broke away from the carriage, jumped down and hugged her tightly. A NARROW RESCUE! He felt his calm and bland heart was almost about to pop out of his mouth.

That's why he was too flustered to notice the situation under his feet and was knocked down by the carriage and fell off.

He did hear Lin Yu's voice, but he just subconsciously hugged the fainted woman more tightly in his arms. How could he abandon her?

“Are you injured?” Mo Xuetong blinked her watery eyes and noticed his shoulders in the white shirt where bloody color bloomed.

“A little.” Bai Yihao smiled and nodded, tearing off the broken white shirt on his shoulder directly.

Mo Xuetong looked at her tightly-wrapped fingers and the other hand stamped by Mo Xuemin. The wounds had been carefully treated. But the hand was swollen, and any move or bend could bring pains as great as the tightly-wrapped hands. Mo Xuemin did stamp on Mo Xuetong with all her might.

Her eyes fell on the hem of his white robe, and it seemed to be torn off several pieces of cloth. The color was the same as that of her fingers' bandage.

She sighed softly. No matter how wary she was of Bai Yihao, she was really grateful to Bai Yihao at that moment. Without him, Mo Xuetong would have been killed by Mo Xuemin again. If so, how could she die in peace? As for the blood vengeance between her and Mo Xuemin, Mo Xuetong was willing to return with her own hands.

“Let me take a look, okay?” She raised her head with a smile and supported herself to sit up with palms carefully instead of fingers.

Bai Yihao went blank and then nodded with a smile. He turned around a bit painstakingly. His blood-stained back stunned Mo Xuetong. His injury was more severe than she had thought. No wonder he just sat there without any words or any thought of going up.

His back blended against the light outside, which dazzled Mo Xuetong's slightly apathetic eyes.

She stretched out her hands to take away the scatter of pieces. Some of the broken cloth had been stuck to the wounds on the back. Mo Xuetong's swollen hands trembled and moved away the pieces of cloth with great care. She clenched her lips to hear the sound of tearing cloth strips from the flesh with fear.

After tearing them all down, Mo Xuetong thought for a while and turned over her dress, ready to tear off the white cloth skirt inside.

With a hissing sound, a clean cloth came from the front and a voice rang. “Don't tear your skirt. Use this.”

Mo Xuetong took the cloth strips silently and cleaned the wounds one by one gently.

Bai Yihao turned his back on her, so she did not know his facial expression. But not knowing why, Mo Xuetong could feel that he was smiling. The man was really an iron emperor, even ruthless to himself.

“If it hurts, you can scream. There is no one else here.” Sensing his tremor, Mo Xuetong said in a soft voice and cleaned more carefully.

It was very quiet in the cave, and they two breathed slightly. Although Bai Yihao didn't look back, his heart was filled with an upsurge of emotion like overturning rivers and seas.

He had never thought that he would really fall in love with this woman. In the past, he thought he just cared about her, cared about her happiness, sadness, injuries and so on… However, these could not compare to grand ambition. Therefore, even if the engagement paper had gone, he was just sad for a while and never really looked for it.

Since they were not destined to be together, why not just let her go?

There were plenty of fish in the sea! A lot of women in this world wanted to marry him!

But when he heard her name appear on the carriage below, he was out of control and rushed out without thinking. Looking at her falling down, he felt he could not breathe and his heart could not beat. He panicked with a blank mind. His heart ached fiercely. Only one idea was in his mind, which was no matter what to pay, he would not allow her to meet with a mishap! Never!

When falling down, he leaned against the rock and held her tightly in his arms, fearing that she would get injured. Then, he managed to find the cave and held her into the cave. Although he had been exhausted, he still put her down on the ground carefully and sank to the ground with relief.

It turned out he liked her so much!

Even to the point where he could marry nobody but her.

There had never been a woman before who could draw his attention. But now since his heart was opened for her, he did not plan to let her go. No matter by which means or at what cost, the little woman could only belong to him.

No one knew that Bai Yihao, the Crown Prince of the Yan Kingdom, who enjoyed the superiority, now had the same abundant emotions as most common people. He felt quietly the girl's soft wiping who had always been on the alert against him and felt her tenderness and appreciation. At that moment, he was brimmed with happiness. For the first time, he knew how happy it was to be noticed by the woman he cared about.

Happier than controlling everything.

More reassuring and relaxing than revenging for Mother.

After wiping the wound, Mo Xuetong looked at her hands in embarrassment and asked softly, “Do you still have this medicine?”

The coolness on the fingertips alleviated the tingling pain a bit. It must be excellent medicine.

A slender hand stretched over to hand a jade bottle. The gentle voice rang with a faint smile, “This.” Along the bottle was a long cloth belt.

Mo Xuetong took it silently and applied the medicine to the wounds carefully. Sometimes, she blew to the wounds gently. Her long eyelashes flickered, and her beautiful watery eyes shone with tenderness and shyness. So pretty! She was pouting her little mouth to puff the medicine in all directions. She looked serious but elegant. For an inexplicable reason, he felt warmth in his heart by the sight. And he swore he would never let her go.

After applying the medicine, Mo Xuetong panted slightly and wiped the sweat on her head which was caused by nervousness and hurt. Then, she raised her head and said, “Sir Bai, please be patient for a while. It will be all right.” The medicine must be very painful, as he breathed uneasily.

“There is no rush!” His gentle voice rang, which still sounded placid and calm, as if he were not the one who had got injured.

Mo Xuetong wrapped the cloth strips carefully circle by circle and bound up. In this life, she had read many medical books and tried bandaging. So she did the bandage quite well. When things were settled, Mo Xuetong let out a long breath of relief, and her body leaned back a bit feebly.

Bai Yihao turned around, pulled his torn robe well and smiled at himself. He raised his eyes to look at Mo Xuetong's fingers, his eyelashes flickering, and said with a pure smile, “Tong'er, when I recover, let's go up.”

“Sir, if you've recovered, you can go up yourself. Don't bother to take me.” Mo Xuetong raised her eyes quietly, as if ink-colored glaze had flowed in her watery eyes. So enchanting!

However, she did not risk her life for him. As long as Bai Yihao went up, he could find someone to save her. There was no need that two people were trapped there together. This time, she owed him too much, and she did not want to owe him anymore.

“It's okay; we can go up in a while.” Bai Yihao smiled gently.

Seeing he was so persistent, Mo Xuetong felt into silence and lowered her head. She moved her stiff and swollen fingers a bit, not knowing what to say. Last time, when they met, he still mentioned the engagement to her. Although the engagement paper had been burnt, she still felt diffident.

“Tong'er, you are my fiancée. Have you made it clearly?” A glimmer of amusement showed in his gentle voice, just as he was, as warm as jade.

Mo Xuetong's heart missed a beat at his words. She blinked her watery eyes in a fluster but calmed down immediately. She raised her head, looked at Bai Yihao's handsome face without fear and said, “Sir Bai, you are wrong. My father said it had never happened.”

Anyway, the engagement paper had been destroyed. No matter what Bai Yihao said was not true. She could not make any concessions. Otherwise, he would suspect.

“Already destroyed?” Looking at her bright and clear eyes which seemed to sincerely look at him, Bai Yihao curled up the corners of his lips slightly and said gently. A glint of tease showed in his deep eyes, as if he were looking at an innocent child. And his eyes were filled with indulgence and love.

His remarks were so accurate. She did burn it. Mo Xuetong found her heart shiver uncontrollably, but she clenched her teeth and shook her head blankly, “Sir Bai, what do you mean? I don't understand.”

Bai Yihao was too smart. In front of him, she felt she found no place to hide, just as everything she did was just embarrassing events done by a naughty child, not worth mentioning!

She must overcome this psychogenic assumption. Otherwise, she would always be inferior to him.

“Tong'er, you don't need to understand, but know that I will marry you.” Bai Yihao said with a relaxed smile. He leaned back to avoid hurting his wound. H smiled gently. Even he was in such an embarrassing and shabby situation, he still behaved like an elegant emperor, as if all were in his grasp.

“Huh! You have to ask my permission first!” Before Mo Xuetong replied, an attractive but cold voice rang. Mo Xuetong was surprised, and then her eyes brightened. A man in purple flashed in quickly.

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