The Initial Volume ◆ The God of Gambling Descends VS The Change of Tianyao ◆ 006 Lonely Moon

  Feng Mei Xue hastily walked to the window and closed it, leaving a small gap for ventilation.

  Because she had been hungry for too long, after walking just two steps, she felt a wave of dizziness and quickly walked to the bedside to sit down. After taking several deep breaths, she felt slightly better.

  Feng Mei Xue saw the dilapidated room, but only her mother's bed had a brand new brocade quilt, which made her somewhat puzzled. From memory, she searched and found that it was given by Fifth Miss Feng Cuiliu on a winter day, when they were struggling with hunger and cold, thanks to Feng Cuiliu's helping hand.

  From then on, she naively thought that Feng Wu was a good person and wholeheartedly trusted her. In the vast Feng manor, she was still rejoicing that at least one person treated her with sincerity.

  But it wasn't until today that she found out everything was a lie!

  When reality is brutally torn apart, the jagged shards pierce deep into the chest, and that pain far surpasses all other hurts!

  "Cough, cough—"

  A fit of coughing, loud and clear, weakly opened her eyes, under the eyelashes a pair of gentle eyes, with thick fatigue, looked towards the person by the bed.

  That glance was filled with too much guilt and warmth, just like the warm sunshine that dissolves the gloom of the clouds, shining into Feng Mi Xue's heart.

  "Xue Er, you've suffered..."

  A pale and sorrowful face, with eyes brimming like water, shining with a hint of tears. If she hadn't had such a hard life, she wouldn't have aged so quickly. The body under the quilt was thin and weak, almost weightless.

  Originally at an age where elegance still lingers, yet appears so worn out. With a gentle and weak demeanor, it's hard to put into words the frailty.

  Despite this, her dry lips still managed to curve up slightly at the corners.

  Under the sunlight, her pale face was sickly, but the smile full of motherly love was radiant. Her withered hands patted Feng Muxue gently, the movement filled with pity, like the trembling branches in the cold winter snow, making Feng Muxue's heart ache involuntarily.

  "Mother, I am not suffering!"

  Feng Mei Xue held her hand with the back of his hand, wanting to warm her up, but his fingers were icy cold without a hint of temperature, and he quickly withdrew them, afraid of freezing his mother.

  "Xue Er, mother is gone, from now on... you must take good care of yourself!"

  Leng Qinghuan used all her strength, her voice was like a last testament, causing Feng Mianxue to tremble involuntarily.

  "No, Mother, you won't be in trouble, Xue'er will find the best doctor for you, and you'll get better!"

  Feng Mei Xue didn't notice the chill in her hand, tightly grasping Leng Qing Huan's cold hand, afraid that if she let go, he would close his eyes forever.

  Xuě ér ——

  Leng Qinghuan looked at her daughter's determined appearance, and her chest seemed to swell with a hot air flow, warming up all her limbs.

  She knew that her daughter must have suffered a lot over the years, all because of her own serious illness, which had dragged her daughter down.

  She had originally thought of dying with him, but her daughter was still young, and no matter what, she still held on.

  But now she really can't hold on anymore, her body has been getting worse and worse, and she can foresee that her days are numbered.

  "Mother, don't worry, everything will be alright!"

  Feng Mei Xue's words were filled with an otherworldly power that even in the midst of cold despair, a glimmer of hopeful dawn rose.

  She gazed lovingly at her daughter's face, and suddenly felt that her daughter had really grown up. The golden sunlight cast a dazzling glow on her, giving off an eye-catching radiance that was hard to look directly at.

  "Mom must be hungry, Xue'er go get some food!"

  Feng Mei Xue knew that treating her mother's illness was the top priority, but not to mention her mother, even she herself was so hungry that she had no strength at all. Now the most important thing was to fill her stomach.

  Leng Qing welcomed the gentle gaze of Feng Miao Xue, but after she left the room, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of shocking fresh blood. The blood flowed down his fingertips, and he hastily pulled out a handkerchief from under the pillow to wipe clean his mouth and palm, afraid that if Feng Miao Xue saw it, she would be frightened.

  After Feng Mei Xue walked out of the room, she was thinking about how to find something to eat. Although there was a kitchen in Mei Yin Lou, all the rice had been eaten up and not even a decent dish was left.

  Just as she was worried, a faint fragrance floated into her nostrils.

  She opened her eyes and looked intently ahead. On the originally empty table in front of her, a food box had been placed at some unknown time.

  She walked up to the table, opened the food box, and saw that inside were several white buns and a bowl of sweet soup. A hint of plum fragrance wafted through the air, faint but distinct, thicker than before.

  "Could it be that he has been here?"

  For some reason, Feng Yuxue had such an intuition in her heart, and it seemed that she heard the clear and desolate jade palace bell ringing lightly again beside her ear.

  She took out a silver pin from a small box beside her and tested the poison in the simplest way. She had a strong sense of vigilance towards anyone, which was also why she could survive well.

  Even with the most trusted people around her, she still has a few guards. There is no one to trust, there is no one to confide in. How sad, how lonely!

  Every step is well-planned and every move is carefully considered.

  When she stood at a high place and looked out over the vast expanse of heaven and earth, only then did she discover that there was not a single person standing shoulder to shoulder with her!

  She was like a lonely and cold moon hanging alone in the sky, emitting a cold glow that shone among people.

  After tasting the poison, she checked again with the modern method of identifying poisons she had learned, and only then did she feel at ease carrying the food box into the bedroom.

  Through the window, a green vine was reflected, and a white-clad man with an otherworldly beauty had a look of crying and laughing on his face. Seeing her vigilant appearance, he felt both angry and heartbroken.

  What has she gone through? To be so cautious!

  For a moment, he felt an impulse in his heart, wanting to take good care of her and let her not have to work so hard.

  He wants to use his own arms to shelter her from wind and rain.

  In one's life, there will be a right person, neither too early nor too late, meeting at some place.

  The scenery I once missed is just for the beauty of this moment.

  The man in white clothes gently swept his gaze over her back, and with a slight movement of his toes, his figure vanished into thin air.

  At the moment he left, he felt a sharp gaze locked onto him from behind, but his speed was too fast, and no one saw his appearance.

  "Mom, dinner is ready!"

  Feng Mei Xue walked into the bedroom with a food box, placed the food on the side table, and brought over a brand new soft pillow for Leng Qing Huan to lean against.

  As she approached the pillow, she suddenly smelled a bloody smell, her eyebrows furrowed involuntarily, and a sense of foreboding arose in her heart.