He would definitely return the pain he had suffered today double in the future!
Xuan Ying's eyes fluttered, lowering his eyes to look at Feng Lingxue, who had fainted on the ground. He turned around and left heartlessly.
…
Feng Lingxue's lashes quivered, she opened her eyes weakly.
Where was she now?
She was in a luxury car, lying on the sofa with a woolen blanket over her.
She moved, wanting to get up.
But it hurt so much.
She had been whipped four times, it was so painful that she was numb at first, but now that her senses had returned, the tearing pain assaulted her, causing her to break out in cold sweat.
"Miss Feng, don't move. The doctor has already bandaged your wound. If you move, it'll tear again," Mo Mo said.
Feng Lingxue lowered her eyes to look at herself. Her wound had indeed been bandaged.
"Miss Feng, rest well. Young Master has instructed us not to let you die."
She couldn't let her die.
Feng Lingxue clenched her fists, muttering hoarsely, "I won't die, I won't let myself die. I still have something important to do …"
She cherished her life.
She wouldn't die.
The luxury car stopped and Feng Lingxue looked out of the window. They had already returned to Country A.
Country A, South Palace.
A few bulletproof luxury cars came to a stop and Ah Zhou opened the back door respectfully. Xuan Ying stepped out.
He was wearing a black trench coat today, with heavy military boots on his feet. Half of his handsome face was exposed, it was hard to take one's eyes off him.
Feng Lingxue looked at him from inside the car. "Mo Mo, do we need to alight?"
"There's no need. Young Master has his own Snow Mountain Residence, the South Duke and his wives are staying in the South Palace. Young Master is just here to visit his mother."
"If the South Duke is his father, is his mother the South Duchess?" Feng Lingxue asked softly.
Mo Mo shook her head. "No, Young Master's biological mother is merely Concubine Yu and Young Master is a bastard. But the South Duke has doted on Young Master ever since he was young."
"Young Master was exceptionally intelligent, calm and restrained at a young age. The South Duke had groomed Young Master to be his successor, but Concubine Yu was extremely daring. She secretly sent Young Master out of the residence when he was six and hid him in Ah Jiao's room. The South Duke was furious and crippled Concubine Yu's eyes and severed her tendons, turning her into a cripple."
"All these years, the South Duke has been searching for Young Master. Three years ago, he found Young Master at Ah Jiao's room and brought him back to the West Palace."
"Young Master really didn't disappoint anyone. You're a genius, you only took three years to be on par with the West Duke. That's why the South Duke dotes on you so much."
Feng Lingxue looked at the tall figure outside the window. He stood in front of the car, looking up at the South Palace.
At this moment, the doors of the South Palace were pulled open and many people came out to welcome him.
The South Duke was at the front. He walked in front and patted Xuan Ying's shoulder in satisfaction. "My son is back."
Xuan Ying was expressionless and didn't call him 'Father'.
The South Duchess was at the back. The South Duchess scoffed sarcastically. "The Silver Mask King is getting more and more meritorious and arrogant. You've been back for three years and you still refuse to call me Father. Are you blaming Old Master for crippling your lowly mother?"
Xuan Ying lifted his eyes and looked at the South Duchess impassively.
His gaze was so cold that it made one shiver.
The South Duchess was so frightened that her body trembled, but she still braced herself and said, "Did I say anything wrong …"
Slap! The South Duke raised his hand and gave the South Duchess a tight slap.
"Ah!"
The South Duchess screamed and fell onto the ground pathetically.
The South Duke glared at her coldly. "If you dare talk back to me again, I'll divorce you!"
"Old Master! Sob sob sob … "The South Duchess burst into tears.
Xuan Ying was expressionless after such a scene. He lifted his head and looked at the South Palace.
At this moment, two maids pushed Concubine Yu out in a wheelchair. Concubine Yu was only forty years old, but her hair had already turned white.
Compared to the well-maintained South Duchess, this Concubine Yu was blind and her tendons were broken. She had been tortured for more than ten years and didn't even look human anymore. She looked like an old woman.
Seeing his mother, Xuan Ying quickly walked forward and knelt down on one knee in front of the wheelchair. His dark eyes were filled with warmth and gentleness. "Mother."
He raised his head and called out sincerely, "Mother."
At this moment, he wasn't the Silver Mask King who killed his enemies on the battlefield. He was just a son, a son who had returned home.
Concubine Yu couldn't see and her voice was cold. "You're not my son!"
Xuan Ying froze.
"I don't have such a disobedient son. More than ten years ago, I sent my son away from this bloody and filthy slaughterhouse so that he could be an ordinary person. My son is already gone. I don't know you, you evil person who reeks of blood!"
Hearing his mother's reprimand, Xuan Ying's Adam's apple bobbed. Soon after, the corners of his lips kicked up and he reached out to touch his mother's hand. "Mother …"
Concubine Yu raised her hand and slapped Xuan Ying's handsome face.
"Scram, I don't want to see you ever again!"
Concubine Yu pushed the wheelchair and turned around to leave.
Xuan Ying was still squatting on the ground. His handsome face had been slapped and his facial features were so tense that they were pale.
At this moment, Ah Zhou walked forward. "Master."
Xuan Ying raised his hand and Ah Zhou quickly retreated.
He slowly stood up and stretched out his right hand, touching the palm print on his handsome face before turning around to get into the car.
There wasn't any change in his expression, not even a frown.
No one could tell what he was thinking.
"Ying 'er." The South Duke wanted to go forward.
Xuan Ying dodged, not letting the South Duke touch him.
The South Duke froze and quickly coughed. "Ying 'er, Jing Zhou hasn't been very peaceful recently. Many bandits have appeared. Lead an army and exterminate them in the next two days."
Xuan Ying raised his thin lips. "Yes, South Duke."
Ah Zhou opened the back door and Xuan Ying bent down to get into the car. The bulletproof luxury car sped away.
Feng Lingxue was sitting in the car behind. She didn't have the right to sit with him.
However, she had seen everything that had just happened.
Her heart wrenched, her heart ached for him.
He always exuded a cold and ruthless aura. But why did she feel that he was so lonely?
His mother had suffered for more than ten years before she could send him away from the South Palace. Why did he have to come back?
This place was filled with coldness and bloodthirsty schemes. He had to bear his mother's hatred for the rest of his life.
…
Snow Mountain Residence.
The bulletproof luxury car stopped at Xuan Ying's residence half an hour later. Mo Mo opened the back door and Feng Lingxue alighted from the car.
Xuan Ying had also alighted from the car.
Feng Lingxue glanced sideways at him, but he didn't even look her in the eye.
All she could see was his cold and sharp side profile. He was so handsome.
Did it hurt when he was slapped just now?
She really wanted to walk up to him, walk to his side, and gently touch the place where he was hit.
Her heart ached.
Her heart ached so much.
"Young Master, you're back?"
A few coquettish voices rang out. Feng Lingxue lifted her eyes to see seven or eight women running out.
These women were all top-notch beauties. They were like little foxes, twisting their waists and pouncing into Xuan Ying's arms.
"Young Master, you're finally back. We missed you so much."
Xuan Ying opened his arms, hugging a beauty in each hand. "You missed me? Where did you miss me? Above or below? "
He raised his brows, exuding a devilish charm.
"Young Master, you're so naughty. I'll hammer your chest." One of them pummeled Xuan Ying's muscular chest with her fists.
Seeing this, Feng Lingxue promptly lowered her head. She looked at her toes. Was this his harem?
She had known for a long time. Even though he didn't have a wife yet, he had many beautiful concubines in his harem.
Even though she was mentally prepared, she still felt a sour pain in her heart.
She felt terrible.
So terrible that she wanted to reach out and dig her heart out.
At this moment, a beauty glanced sideways at Feng Lingxue. "Young Master, who is this?"
Countless envious gazes landed on Feng Lingxue.
Feng Lingxue was born beautiful. Even though these beauties were also young and beautiful, they paled in comparison to Feng Lingxue.
Sometimes, being beautiful was really a form of strength.
Beautiful women were the most vulnerable to jealousy and ostracism, especially when there were so many women in the harem.
Feng Lingxue lifted her eyes, looking at Xuan Ying coldly.
Xuan Ying lifted his eyes, his gaze landing on her small face. "She's the new … slave I bought."
He said she was a slave.
The women quickly covered their mouths and laughed. "Oh, so she's a slave. Then let her stay in the servants' room. Young Master, you have to come to our room tonight."
Xuan Ying left with the women in his arms. "There are so many of you. Which one should I choose tonight?"
He had left.
They had all left.
Feng Lingxue could still hear his unrestrained laughter. She slowly clenched her fists, digging her nails into her palms.
…
Feng Lingxue stayed in one of the lower class rooms, with the servants.
The next morning, two maids pushed open the door and came in. They gestured at her and said, "Put on these clothes and get to work. From now on, you're a maid. Don't even think about climbing into Young Master's bed!"
Feng Lingxue glanced at them, they threw her a maid's uniform.
She didn't say a word, just putting on the maid's uniform.
After putting it on, she went downstairs. Someone instructed her, "Hey, you, hurry up and bring the utensils to the dining table. Young Master and Miss Yuyu will be coming down for breakfast soon."
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