Feng Lingxue had always been an icy beauty. In the past, many men in Ah Jiao's Room had paid a lot of money to buy a smile from her, but she had never smiled at him.
Ever since they met, she had never smiled at him.
But now, she was smiling.
She was beautiful when she smiled.
Feng Lingxue lay on his muscular thighs, lifting her beautiful face up high as she smiled at him. "Thank you."
Xuan Ying lowered his eyes to look at her, his voice a little hoarse. "What are you thanking me for?"
"Thank you for taking me on the cable car ride. I'm really happy."
Xuan Ying stretched his hand out, caressing her face with his calloused thumb. "Don't you hate me? I've whipped you with my belt, hit you, scolded you, humiliated you, tortured you … "
Feng Lingxue lowered her lashes. It was her fault, she hadn't protected herself well enough.
If it hadn't been for that night three years ago, they wouldn't have come to this.
He hated her, she knew it.
She hated herself too.
She had never forgotten that nightmarish night. A man's strong body had pinned her down and she couldn't move at all. Her clothes had been torn apart, her body had been torn apart. She had lost her most precious chastity, which should have been left for Brother Ying.
Feng Lingxue curved her red lips. "I've … forgotten about all of that. I only remember … how good you were to me."
Xuan Ying's ink-black glassy eyes were like two little whirlpools, dangerous and deep.
"Actually, my mother was very good to me too. My mother was the daughter of a fisherman and because of her beauty, the North Duke took a liking to her. My mother had already been betrothed to someone else, but the North Duke raped my mother.
"My mother was brought into the North Palace and became a concubine. Because of jealousy, the North Duchess saw my mother as a thorn in her side. Very soon, the North Duke found a new lover and forgot about my mother."
"My mother was pregnant, but she fell into the hands of the North Duchess. The North Duchess ordered my mother around like a servant every day, humiliating and torturing her every day. After my mother gave birth to me, we lived in a shabby little house. I still remember that I was often hungry and had nothing to eat. One night, I was so hungry that I cried loudly. My mother went to look for food and … came back in a disheveled state. It was a bowl of watery rice. I will never forget that when I was drinking the rice, my mother turned around and secretly cried …"
"One day, Princess Consort accused my mother of stealing something and threw my mother into the army camp. A few burly men dragged my mother into a car and I was so scared. I cried and chased after that car. My mother looked at me from the window and said … Lingling, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Mom will always love you …"
"I fell and the car drove away. The maid carried me back and a few days later, I heard that my mother had died in the army camp …"
Xuan Ying looked into her eyes. This was the first time he had heard her talk about her mother. As she reminisced about her childhood, her eyes turned red, as though she was going to cry at any moment.
He felt his heart wrench as he caressed her face with his calloused hands. "Do you want to cry? Just cry if you want to. "
Feng Lingxue shook her head, tears welled up in her eyes but she forced herself not to let her tears fall. "It's been so many years, I can't even remember what my mother looks like anymore. I'm not afraid of hardship, I'm not afraid of living a tough life at all. I still remember that bowl of watery rice. That was my mother's love, so I feel very blessed."
The corners of Xuan Ying's lips kicked up. "Mm."
"I remember how well others treat me, but … there are just too few people who treat me well."
With that, Feng Lingxue lifted her eyes, looking at him with glistening eyes. "Other than my mother, Brother Ying is the person who treats me the best."
The young Xuan Ying really treated Feng Lingxue very well.
He would pull her cold hands into his embrace to warm them up. He didn't talk much himself, but he would always crack jokes to make her happy. He didn't dare to hold her hand or kiss her, but he would always say that he would take her away and wander the world, so that there would always be a home for them.
Feng Lingxue would always remember that he was the one who carried her back when she was about to jump off a building. The warmth of his chest and the candy that melted on the tip of her tongue had become an everlasting memory in her heart.
She and Xuan Ying were both people with unfortunate backgrounds. Back in Ah Jiao's Room, they had relied on each other to keep each other warm.
There were millions of people in this world, but none of them had ever relied on each other like they did. She was his one and only, he was her sun.
Xuan Ying furrowed his brows, leaning over and kissing her forehead.
A man kissing a woman's forehead was an act of love and tenderness.
Feng Lingxue had lived in the West Palace since she was young, she had learned to read other people's expressions at a young age. She was very sensitive.
Everyone called her an ice beauty, but she wasn't cold at all. She was just like a hedgehog. The moment her mother left her, the moment she was thrown into Ah Jiao's Room, she had erected all the spikes on her body, locking herself in an enclosed world.
She hid in this world, afraid of getting hurt and refusing to get hurt.
But once you peeled away this layer of spikes, you would find a newborn kitten lying inside. This kitten was timid and didn't show any signs of aggression. She even had an inferiority complex and yearned for people to treat her well.
Actually, Feng Lingxue was just a little girl who hadn't grown up yet. She was pure and kind.
Xuan Ying hugged her, kissing her forehead. Feng Lingxue, do you use this trick on every man?
Alright, he had to admit that she had won. At this moment, his heart ached, it was as though it was being stabbed by a knife.
…
The cableway ended and the luxury car stopped at the Snow Mountain Residence.
The maid opened the door and Xuan Ying walked in with his arm around Feng Lingxue's waist. At this moment, he heard a voice. "Silver Mask King, you're back? “
Feng Lingxue lifted her head, there was a beautiful and elegant figure standing in the living room. It was Shi Xiaoxiao.
Shi Xiaoxiao was the South Duke's daughter-in-law.
The happiness and sweetness just now was shrouded in a layer of gloominess. Feng Lingxue was well aware of the difference in status between them now. Men of his status would usually arrange for marriage alliances.
She wasn't worthy of him anymore.
Xuan Ying glanced at Shi Xiaoxiao, his expression indifferent. He pinched Feng Lingxue's waist and said in a low voice, "Go up first."
Feng Lingxue nodded and went upstairs. She wanted to return to her own room, the servant's room.
Xuan Ying's displeased voice came from downstairs. "Where are you going? Go into my room and prepare the bathwater for me! "
Although he was shouting and ordering her around, he still wanted her to enter his bedroom.
Feng Lingxue froze for a moment, lowering her head, she pushed open the door and ran inside.
Xuan Ying watched her disappear, the corners of his lips kicked up, he seemed to be in a good mood.
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