Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Chapter 1194: Promiscuous Woman

“My mother is South Duchess while Xuan Ying’s mother is just a concubine. How dare he even claim to be my brother when he is of such lowly blood?” Xuan Mu was sarcastic as he said.

Feng Lingxue’s lashes fluttered as she lowered her head, not saying a word.

She finally understood it all. This Xuan Mu appeared like a gentleman but he was a ruthless, vicious man. He had been thinking of getting rid of Xuan Ying all along.

Xuan Mu went forward, grasping her shoulder. “Lingxue, good job. I’m aware of your sacrifices. From today onwards, you are mine and I’ll make sure to take good care of you and dote on you.”

The corners of Feng Lingxue’s lips quirked. “But my mother is a concubine too.”

Xuan Mu was stunned, but he quickly reacted with a smile on his face. “Lingxue, you’re pure and innocent in my eyes. I’ll never go back on my words, I’ll be making you my consort soon.”

“Ha ha.” North Duke laughed out loud. “We’re going to one family soon. I hope our collaboration turns out well.”

“Future father-in-law, I’m sure it will.”

Feng Lingxue looked at the two, feeling so disgusted by them. But she didn’t exhibit anything at all, pretending to be obedient. “North Duke, I’ve completed my mission. Where’s the person I’m looking for?”

North Duke narrowed his eyes. “Lingxue, the person you’re looking for...”

Feng Lingxue’s nerves tensed up. She was nervous yet filled with expectation, her palms were all sweaty.

Mu Mu.

She could finally find out Mu Mu’s whereabouts.

That was great.

“The person you’re looking for is at–”

Before North Duke could even finish his sentence, applause just cut him off like that. Claps...

It was rhythmic, coming from the dining room as it slowly got louder, making one’s hair stand on end. Feng Lingxue turned back to look, an imposing figure came from the dining room. It was Xuan Ying.

Her bright pupils instantly contracted. Hadn’t he... fallen unconscious?

Xuan Mu and North Duke’s expression changed, they clearly hadn’t expected Xuan Ying to appear in front of them, perfectly fine.

There was a commotion outside. Tens of Jeeps parked outside and the doors opened. The Silver Mask Forces were fully armed with the most advanced weaponry quickly surrounded the place.

Xuan Mu and North Duke had both fallen into a trap.

“You... were faking it? We’ve fallen into a trap!” Xuan Mu quickly realized it.

Xuan Ying walked over, his heavy military boots stopping right in front of Xuan Mu as his lips moved. “Brother, if I didn’t play along, how was I supposed to catch you and North Duke in the act?”

Shocked, Xuan Mu quickly turned around to escape. The best strategy now was to retreat.

Xuan Ying’s eyes narrowed, his entire countenance dark and dangerous. Xuan Mu was really a dumb coward, he was thinking of escaping even at such a juncture?

“Young Master, please don’t move!” Ah Zhou grasped Xuan Mu’s shoulder.

Xuan Mu was a pampered heir who had no martial arts background at all. Once Ah Zhou grabbed his shoulder, it hurt so much his face contorted.

“Ah, it hurts. It’s really painful. Brother Ying, get your man to stop!”

Xuan Ying went in front, pretending to lecture Ah Zhou. “Ah Zhou, don’t be rude.”

“Understood.” Ah Zhou retracted his arm.

Xuan Mu touched his own shoulder, grinding his teeth because of the pain. He forced a smile at Xuan Ying. “Brother Ying, it’s not me. I’m your elder brother, how could I possibly do this to you? It’s... Feng Lingxue. It’s this damned woman, she seduced me!

“She told me that she hates you the most. Though you’re Silver Mask King now, you’re still a poor man in her eyes. She purposefully approached you, acting on North Duke’s orders. She made you bring her back to your Snow Mountain Residence. She told me that you still like her, you can’t forget her. As long as she beckons to you, you’d run over to her, just like an obedient puppy.

“It was all part of her scheme. She got close to you, all because she wanted to harm you. I admit I was at fault too, I shouldn’t have succumbed to her seduction. She even wanted me to marry her and make her my consort!”

Feng Lingxue gave Xuan Mu a cold-eyed stare. Xuan Mu definitely was the most shameless man she had ever met. She suddenly felt a cold gaze on her. Lifting her eyes, Xuan Ying was looking at her.

Despite knowing him for many years, this was her first time seeing such a cold gaze, it was piercing.

“I...” She opened up.

“Young Master.” Mo Mo came downstairs, handing over something. “This was found in Miss Feng’s room.”

Xuan Ying lowered his eyes to look, it was a pill.

Mo Mo walked closer, reporting softly, “Young Master, this is a kind of aphrodisiac. When women are reluctant to serve men and their bodies are stiff, they would consume such pills.”

Xuan Ying remained expressionless, not reacting to those words he just heard. Then he recalled that night when she was so passionate...

So she had this pill.

He believed some of Xuan Mu’s words though. She had purposefully approached him at the Capital. She still regarded him as that same Brother Ying whom she could take advantage of easily.

The right portion of Xuan Ying’s face that was covered under the silver mask suddenly started hurting. He felt as though someone poured acid over his wound, it hurt so much he blood and flesh couldn’t be distinguished.

His gaze was cold and it landed on Feng Lingxue’s face. He stretched his hand out. “Come over.”

Just two words. He wanted her to go over.

Feng Lingxue looked at the pill in Mo Mo’s hand. She knew that she had been exposed. Stretching her leg out, she walked over.

She knew that he was angry.

He would perhaps whip her, hit her, scold her, humiliated her, just like how he did before.

Xuan Ying stretched out his muscular arm, grasping her svelte waist as he pulled her into his arms.

He hugged her?

What was wrong with him?

Why was he behaving so oddly?

Feng Lingxue wasn’t happy at all. She would rather he just hit her, scold her, than to do this.

This made her really afraid.

“Brother Ying, don’t be fooled by this woman. She’s a promiscuous sl–Ah!”

Before Xuan Mu could finish his words, Xuan Ying lifted his leg, kicking him.

Xuan Ying didn’t just kick anywhere, he was fast and furious, kicking Xuan Ying’s groin.

“Ah!”

Xuan Mu let out a shriek. He collapsed on the ground, holding his groin as blood spilled all over the ground. Feng Lingxue could smell the bloody stench, Xuan Mu was most likely incapacitated for life.

“There’s finally some peace for me, we can talk now.” Xuan Ying didn’t give Xuan Mu even one glance, he lowered his eyes to look at Feng Lingxue, who was in his arms.

Feng Lingxue’s limbs were all chilly, she tried to speak. “I...”

“Shh, don’t talk. Listen to me.” Xuan Ying placed a slender finger before her lips.

Feng Lingxue instantly hushed.

A few photographs were in Xuan Ying’s hand. “You thought that you had fooled me but I was actually just playing along with you.”