She had sent the note out. She had drugged Xuan Ying and her father, North Duke, had helped her from the inside.
At night, Xuan Ying returned to the Snow Mountain Residence. The maid opened the door and he could smell the aroma of food in the living room.
"Young Master, Miss Feng has been busy the entire day. She has personally prepared a table full of dishes for you."
The maids at the Snow Mountain Residence didn't dare to offend Feng Lingxue, afraid that she was Young Master's new favorite. Hence, they all addressed her as' Miss Feng 'now.
Xuan Ying glanced sideways at the dining room. Feng Lingxue had just come out of the kitchen with a plate of stir-fried vegetables in her hands.
Today, she was wearing a floral dress, and her hair was tied into a low ponytail, revealing her swan-like neck. She was also wearing an apron of the same color, and she looked as pure and beautiful as water.
She stood by the dining table, the bright yellow lights illuminating her. It was a warm and homey atmosphere.
Right now, she was like a little wife, preparing a delicious meal for her beloved husband.
Xuan Ying's gaze landed on her and didn't move away.
"You're back?" Feng Lingxue put down the dishes and quickly walked over. She lifted her hand to undo the buttons on his coat.
"En." He responded faintly, already smelling the delicate fragrance from her body.
"Dinner is ready, let's go eat." Feng Lingxue held his hand.
Xuan Ying looked at her, his eyes glinting. "What day is it today?"
"My birthday." Feng Lingxue smiled at him.
Xuan Ying stopped in his tracks. "I didn't buy you a present."
"It's okay." Feng Lingxue hugged his muscular waist, nuzzling her face against his warm chest. "Let me hug you. There's no better present than this."
Xuan Ying lowered his eyes, kissing her silky hair. "Lingling, happy birthday."
Lingling …
It had been three years and this was the first time he had said 'Lingling' in her ear.
Feng Lingxue recalled the time he had taken her on the cable car ride. She would never forget how he had called her 'Lingling'.
"Master." At this moment, Ah Zhou walked over.
"You eat first, I'll be right there." Xuan Ying gently pushed her away, turning around to go upstairs.
…
In the study.
Ah Zhou stood beside the sofa respectfully while Xuan Ying leaned back indolently, his eyes lowered as he fiddled with an exquisite platinum box in his hands.
When the box was opened, there was a diamond ring lying quietly inside.
Ah Zhou was startled. Who did Master want to give this diamond ring to?
Today was Feng Lingxue's birthday …
Master said that he forgot and didn't prepare a gift. Actually … Master didn't forget, right?
Ah Zhou couldn't figure out what Master was thinking. Master was ambitious and a man should achieve his goals. That was why Master didn't reject Shi Xiaoxiao, but his attitude was ambiguous. Now Master wanted to give Feng Lingxue a diamond ring?
Did Master want to marry Feng Lingxue?
Country A was a treacherous place, everyone was playing politics and conspiracies. Ah Zhou thought to himself, with Master's high status, there were many things he couldn't do. So what if Master married Feng Lingxue?
This imperfect love that already had cracks developed into a marriage that was treading on thin ice. There were no blessings, and it risked universal condemnation.
Xuan Ying didn't have any expression on his face, he just lowered his eyes to look at the sparkling diamond ring. No one knew what he was thinking.
At this moment, the LCD screen in front was switched on and an image appeared. In the dining room, all the servants had left. Feng Lingxue took out a packet of medicine and secretly poured it into the glass of red wine on the main seat.
"Master, Miss Feng has already taken action. She drugged your glass," Ah Zhou said in a low voice.
Xuan Ying's black glassy eyes were filled with malice. He raised his hand and threw the ring in his hand, smashing it against the LCD screen.
The LCD screen shattered and the diamond ring fell onto the carpet.
His muscular chest started heaving up and down.
He just wanted to see how ruthless she could be towards him.
He just wanted to witness her betrayal once again. Now that he had seen it, his heart was dead.
"Master …" Ah Zhou went forward worriedly.
Xuan Ying slowly opened his eyes, the corners of his lips curved upwards, revealing a cold, bloodthirsty smile …
…
In the dining room.
Feng Lingxue heard a set of steady footsteps. Xuan Ying had come downstairs and Ah Zhou had left the Snow Mountain Residence.
"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Xuan Ying sat on the main seat and smiled at Feng Lingxue.
"No."
Xuan Ying picked up the glass of red wine. "It's your birthday today, let's have a toast first."
He was about to drink.
Feng Lingxue's pupils contracted, she quickly said, "Wait a minute."
Xuan Ying stopped and looked at her impassively. "What's the matter? Do you have something to say to me? "
Feng Lingxue's face was drained of all color. Under the light, the tiny veins on her skin could be seen. Clenching her fists, she said, "I'm fine, just drink it."
Xuan Ying retracted his gaze, concealing the bloodthirst in his eyes. He finished the glass of red wine in his hand.
"This wine … seems quite strong …"
Xuan Ying murmured before he closed his eyes and slumped onto the table.
He collapsed.
Feng Lingxue looked at him in a daze. A few seconds later, she lifted her hand to caress his handsome face. I'm sorry, Brother Ying …
She had drugged him.
But it wasn't poison, it was an aphrodisiac.
She had secretly swapped the aphrodisiac.
Half an hour later, Brother Ying would wake up.
Feng Lingxue felt guilty and blamed herself. She had lied to him once again.
But she had no other choice. She had to know where Mu Mu was. She missed Mu Mu so much that she was going crazy.
At this moment, the main door of the Snow Mountain Residence was kicked open from outside and a gust of cold air rushed in.
A group of well-trained men in black uniforms surrounded the Snow Mountain Residence. Then, a figure walked in.
North Duke.
When Feng Lingxue saw North Duke, she quickly walked over. "North Duke, I've completed my mission."
North Duke nodded in satisfaction. He wanted to enter the dining room. "I want to see if Xuan Ying is still breathing."
Feng Lingxue stood in front of North Duke and looked at him coldly. "I don't understand. Why do you want to harm Xuan Ying?"
"Lingxue, you want to know? Alright then, I'll tell you now. It's because I've joined forces with someone. We both want Xuan Ying's life. "
"Who is this person?" Feng Lingxue asked.
At this moment, a familiar voice was heard. "It's me!"
Feng Lingxue lifted her eyes. It was Xuan Mu.
"It's … you?" Feng Lingxue shook her head in shock. She placed her hand into her apron pocket. There was a recording pen in her pocket. She had left this pen for Xuan Ying. "Xuan Ying is your biological brother. Why do you want to harm him?"
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