Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter
chapter-329

Outside the carriage, the scenery quickly regressed, indicating that the horse which pulled their carriage was galloping forward crazily. The coachman had been bumped out of the carriage. That was to say, the carriage was completely out of control.

“Third Youngest Sister, be careful.” Mo Xuemin walked wobbly to Mo Xuetong and grabbed the carriage with one hand. The carriage was shaking so severely that the three of them were all unable to stand still but just reeled. So Mo Xuemin could not walk to Mo Xuetong at that time. The caring words in her mouth could not hide the ruthlessness in her eyes.

The real intention was revealed in the end. It had come to the last moment.

“Third Eldest Sister, I come to help you.” Mo Xueqiong also struggled to Mo Xuetong’s direction, as if to reach hands to hold her.

What a deep love among sisters!

Of the three, Mo Xuemin got in the carriage first, and Mo Xueqiong intentionally came close to Mo Xuemin, which left the place near to the door to Mo Xuetong. Now, the carriage was bumping. Mo Xuetong had no way but to clench the door frame tightly to prevent herself from falling down. The carriage ran so fast. If Mo Xuetong fell off the running carriage, she would die without doubt.

“Third Eldest Sister, I will give you a hand.”

“Third Youngest Sister, don’t be afraid, I am coming to help you.”

Their words sounded genuine and sincere, even Mo Xueqiong said in a trembling voice, as if she had really feared that Mo Xuetong would fall off. However, the two people could not conceal the arrogance and fleer in their eyes. Their hands stretched out in the pushing rather than pulling posture.

Instantly, Mo Xuetong understood their intentions: the two conspired to kill her. A glint of coldness flashed in her eyes. With the strength born of desperation, she grabbed the door frame and moved into the carriage a bit. However, the door frame fell down by the jolt. If Mo Xuetong had not grabbed the window frame, she would have fallen out.

If she had fallen from here, she would die without doubt.

At the glance, Mo Yu’s figure who was rushing behind the carriage became farther and farther away. Only her despaired voice could be heard, “Miss, Miss…”

Mo Yu had rather good martial skills, but she was still unable to catch up with the running carriage. All in all, she was too careless.

Mo Xuetong just foresaw that Mo Xuemin and Mo Xuetong would gang up against her, and at most do something insidious to her like disgracing her as most women in the backyard would do. But Mo Xuetong still underestimated the two people’s insidiousness and frenzy. They dared to conspire to kill her. Obviously, they could not have figured out such a venomous plan.

Seeing the door frame fall but Mo Xuetong still in the carriage, Mo Xuemin and Mo Xueqiong exchanged glances. And both of them could see the viciousness in each other’s eyes. They reached out their hands to push Mo Xuetong. Then, Mo Xuetong was compelled to fall backward, and half of her body had been out of the carriage.

Mo Xuetong grabbed the remnant of the door frame with all her strength. An inverted reflection flashed in her eyes and flew back. The mountain wind ruffled her long hair. She was almost unable to grab the frame because of the pain on her fingertips. She knew that her strength was too limited to support her for a long time. She looked in the distance in despair, and her heart sank.

Ahead, not far ahead was a cliff. For some unknown reason, the carriage ran on the mountain road to the edge of the cliff.

The road to the Repayment Temple should be a spacious official road. And the carriage could stop in front of the Repayment Temple, and continue to the mountain door of the Temple through a mountain road. Because Mo Xuetong had come several times to worship Luo Xia, it was rather familiar to her. So she wondered when the road led to a cliff end.

Why did the carriage come here? If all were conducted by Mo Xuemin and Mo Xueqiong, judging from the current situation, the two would not be able to survive. It would kill them three all.

Now Mo Xuemin and Mo Xueqiong served themselves to death for those people, but those people just wanted their lives.

“Mo Xuetong, you don’t bother yourself to wait. No one can save you. Do you want to fall off to death yourself? Or do you want us to push you down? It makes no difference. Just which one can make you die content, the former or the latter?” Mo Xuemin’s chilly sneer rang from the carriage. She grabbed the edge of the window with one hand and took off a sharp hairpin from her head with the other.

Under the checkered light and shade, the hairpin glistened with chilly light. Mo Xuemin did not hesitate to pinch to Mo Xuetong’s fingers which still grabbed the door frame tightly.

The piercing pain well up from the heart. The point of the hairpin immediately pierced into Mo Xuetong’s white fingers, and the blood instantly appeared between her fingers. Mo Xuetong couldn’t help giving a choked cry, but she bit her teeth so hard into the lips. At that time, she could not loosen her hands, because if she did so, she would fall to pieces. The carriage was dashing so quickly that she could not survive if she just jumped down in her current condition.

Because people seldom came there, the road was bumpy with stones. So Mo Xuetong had to find a fairly flat place. Ahead, there seemed to be a meadow at the intersection. If she could jump on the meadow, she might have some chances to survive.

“Mo Xuetong, such a slut! You don’t feel hurt! I really have looked down on you.” Mo Xuemin’s face looked ferocious and vicious. She held the hairpin to pinch Mo Xuetong’s another finger and said fiercely.

The second finger was stained with blood instantly. Mo Xuetong felt darkness by the splitting pain and almost loosened her hands. A smell of blood filled her lips and teeth.

“Mo Xuetong, you are really good. Eldest Sister, I will help you.” Mo Xueqiong said virulently, as she also changed her hand to seize one side and drew her hairpin out with the other hand.

If her fingers were pinched again, Mo Xuetong knew no matter how amazing her will was, her fragile body could not sustain her to the meadow ahead. What’s worse, the cliff was over there.

“At this moment, Eldest Sister and the Fourth Youngest Sister, you are still thinking of stabbing me… Could it be that once I am dead, you can live…? The running horse is heading to the cliff… None of us will survive.” She bit her lip with cold sweat on her forehead and panted as she said.

“Mo Xuetong, you talk nonsense. When you fall off the carriage, someone will save me. And I will live a happy life with that person and be never pinned down by Duke Zhenguo’s manor. It was you, such a slut, that made Auntie unable to enjoy the status as the principal wife and made me obliged to marry Sima Lingyun. Today, you will die in my hands. Just go to meet your dead mother now!” Mo Xuemin burst into wild laughter, totally deaf to Mo Xuetong’s words. With a cold light, Mo Xuemin pierced at Mo Xuetong’s another finger.

She was at deep enmity with Mo Xuetong for a long time and believed that all of her misfortune was caused by Mo Xuetong. Now, she had a chance to kill Mo Xuetong. How could it not make Mo Xuemin go wild with joy?

But Mo Xueqiong was a little nervous.

“Eldest Sister, could she be right? It is not the road to the Repayment Temple.” Mo Xueqiong pulled Mo Xuemin’s hands and said in a hurry. The carriage bumped over the mountain furiously. Mo Xueqiong was in a horror. As the scenery quickly passed by, it was impossible to see the two sides clearly. When Mo Xuetong spoke, Mo Xueqiong peeked out and found something unusual. Why was the carriage driving to the mountain road?

It was obviously not the road to the Repayment Temple.

Not the road to the Repayment Temple? Mo Xuemin was stunned and turned to one side hurriedly. On the window opposite her, the curtain had been pulled down by Mo Xuetong. So looking out of the window, Mo Xuemin only saw the mountain road go up and the horse galloping. The carriage did go up to the mountain, not to the Repayment Temple.

The road to the mountain was an unknown one. That was to say, You Yuecheng’s promise that the carriage would stop after Mo Xuetong fell off could not be realized. And Mo Xuemin would fall with Mo Xuetong into mutilated pieces. Mo Xuemin’s hands could not help trembling, and the hairpin clanged down to the ground. She stared in a trance.

On the winding mountain road, a gorgeous carriage slowly walked. The curtains on the carriage were rolled up half, and a perfectly handsome face could be seen in the carriage. Hearing the cries below and the sound of the speeding horse, Bai Yihao put down the book and asked lightly, “What’s up below?”

The carriage stopped. Lin Yu who followed the carriage flashed, stood on the treetop and said after taking a look down, “Master, something happened to Duke Zhenguo’s manor’s carriage. It seemed that the horse got frightened. Not far away is the cliff. It may fall off.”

Lin Yu answered indifferently and looked at Mo Xuetong whose body had been half out of the carriage. But because Lin Yu could not see the face clearly, she did not who the woman was.

“Keep on going.” An elegant and gentle voice sounded from the carriage.

Bai Yihao picked up the book again and continued his reading with a frown.

On the carriage, Mo Xueqiong was frightened and pulled the window frame. She sweated all over with worry, tugged at Mo Xuemin and asked, “What to do? What should we do now?”

“Release your hands!” After a short trance, Mo Xuemin collected herself and took on a vicious look in her eyes. She pushed Mo Xuetong away, picked up the hairpin on the ground and said to Mo Xuetong ruthlessly, “Mo Xuetong, you slut. No matter what will happen today, I want you to die. I want you to die into incomplete and mutilated pieces. I want to stamp on you forever.”

She cursed wildly and pierced the hairpin fiercely with a whiz.

Different from Mo Xueqiong, Mo Xuemin did not have a way back. If Mo Xuemin failed to push Mo Xuetong out of the carriage to kill her, You Yuecheng would not accept her as a concubine secretly and promise her to find a new identity for her. If one day, she could give birth to his child, he would make her enjoy the status as a legal wife. Mo Xuemin had never imagined it before she married.

It was due to Mo Xuetong that Mo Xuemin lost that chance o marry the honorable son of the Ming General. Now, it was Mo Xuemin’s last chance. At the thought, Mo Xuemin was seethed with grudge and jealousy. She would not allow Mo Xuetong to survive anyway.

Mo Xuemin looked like a beast in despair. The hatred surged up in her heart, and her face was dark with horrible enmity.

As the finger was pricked hard again, Mo Xuetong’s hands trembled with pain. She felt the darkness in front of her eyes; her legs got weak, and had to fall to one side. Now, three fingers had been hurt, so her hand was unable to grab any longer. Suddenly, a sharp pain spread from the other hand before she could seize tightly. Mo Xuetong’s eyes fell on a pair of embroidered shoes with colorful flowers and feathers.

She tried to look up, only to see Mo Xuemin’s wildly grinning face. That beautiful face now looked like a ghost’s. And the face’s owner was stepping on Mo Xuetong’s fingertips and twisting her foot mercilessly.

Mo Xuetong was compelled to loosen her hands and closed her eyes. This time, she could not find a way out.

Because she had underestimated her enemy, she refused to bring Mo Feng out. She thought she had clearly seen through Mo Xuemin and Mo Xueqiong’s plot and asserted that they did not dare to take any action against her. But she did not know that she had been others’ pawn. And the real attack came last.

The situation was completely beyond Mo Xuetong’s control and arrangement. All in all, she was just an unmarried weak woman. So she had no alternative but to release her hands and fall off the wildly running carriage. She did not have the ability or the power to stop the pace into hell. She did not expect that after her resurrection in this life, she was still killed by Mo Xuemin.

And still died into a mutilated skeleton beyond recognition.

Mo Xuetong thought, “No matter in the previous and present lives, should I have to repeat the same tragedy and have no trace of chance to take revenge? The God did play a joke on me and let me repeat the tragedy this life as in my last one—to make me die in Mo Xuemin, this poisonous woman’s hands again.”

She was not reconciled to the fact. How could she be reconciled?

She had not taken revenge for so many people and removed their hatred. But her resurrection of this life had to end up in this way. She was willing to swear by her soul.

“If I were to be born again, I would pay back ten times to the people whose hands were covered with blood.”

Blood fell from the air, and the beautiful young girl fell helplessly from the carriage. Before hitting the ground, her clear eyes were closed tightly, and two lines of tears slipped from her gorgeous face. And the tears seemed to be faintly red. The bloody tears were being shed, and the shedding tears were blood…