Chapter 1944 Nightmare (12)

The maid was about to cry.

The young lady was the monarchs only disciple, meaning the other girl wouldnt be hurt, but she herself wasnt so fortunate. Execution would be the least of her worries.

Mo Xin Yan bit her lip tightly as that body shook with tremor: Why did he act so fierce at me? Did I do something wrong?

Miss! The maid gets all teary and red in the eye, Its useless for you to think about him anymore now, we should be thinking about how were going to explain this to the monarch.

Mo Xin Yan did not speak for her calm heart had long been ruffled up.

If this man hadnt woken up then thats one thing. I dont want to fight with my s.h.i.+fu for a man either, but I cant anymore. The second I met his eyes. Ive fallen for him, completely fallen for him!

Xiao Ying, I didnt know what it was like to fall in love before I met him. Mo Xin Yan slowly stood up from the ground, her pretty face stained with a bittersweet flavor, But after this encounter, I learned that some people only need a glance to understand the meaning of love. Even if its only as a concubine, Im willing to be his

Unfortunately, a woman as strong as s.h.i.+fu would never agree to this arrangement. But what else am I supposed to do? My heart is moved, theres no turning back anymore.

You dont have to worry, I will explain this to s.h.i.+fu so she doesnt punish you. Mo Xin Yan looked back to her maid and smiled brightly, Moreover, have you forgotten, this piece of the world is all under s.h.i.+fus control. He cant escape s.h.i.+fus grasp so we wont be blamed too much.

She may say that, but disobeying the monarchs order of not entering the stone chamber was by virtue a crime punishable by death. Even if that wont happen, its undoubtedly going to infuriate the monarch.

Xiao Ying also pulled herself up from the ground and made a thin white line with those lips. After all, what else was she supposed to say? Shes merely a lowly maid so her life was in the hands of this lady and her s.h.i.+fu.

After a long while of this awkwardness, it was the lady who spoke to break it: Lets go, we need to inform my s.h.i.+fu and ask for forgiveness.

Outside the old manor was a sizeable expansive forest.

The moonlit greenery was quite gloomy, and the evening wind gave it an uncanny feeling to those new to the area.

Yaner Yaner Where are you? The silver-haired man grasped his head tightly, desperately trying to recall the vague face hiding within his head. Its so close yet so far from his reach.

Little girl, my heart is dead without you, and only with you will my life be with purpose.

The mans hand involuntarily moved down from the head and touched the chest where his heart lied. He couldnt feel the heartbeat, only the cold bristling air that was blowing through this evening where he felt so lonely and without purpose.

Even if I cant remember anything, nor know how you look like, but I will find you even if it takes me to the end of this world! The mans red lips curved into that iconic grin of confidence. Hes evil yet seductive, the stunning demon king of old.

Ancient manor.

A woman wearing a pearl white dress quickly pa.s.sed through the corridors here until she arrived outside her own study room. Here, Mo Xin Yan had already been waiting. When their eyes met, the latter was obviously fl.u.s.tered and recoiled back a step under that compelling aura.