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iohbye 3:50 PM on July 28, 2016
Chapter 9—She Had Taken Responsibility Over Him“Princess.”
A abrupt voice suddenly shattered the moment. Mo Qingli stopped what she was doing, looking down at the terrified face of the person below her, a feeling of anger rising within her. What was going on with herself right now? Why was she doing such a preposterous thing? She didn’t even have this kind of control…
“Princess?” Yue Yao, who was standing outside the door, hearing no response from within the room, once again raised her hand to knock on the door, softly calling out.
“Come in!” Mo Qingli tidied up her clothing, sitting upright on a chair, indifferently speaking.
The large dining table was completely covered with all sorts of exquisite dishes. At the sides of the dining table sat two people, one indifferent, the other frenetic.
Mo Qingli took initiative to break the tense atmosphere. “I’m sorry about earlier.”
Feng Chenling: “…”
Mo Qingli: “Eat some more.”
“Mmm.” Feng Chenling answered with a sound, not saying anything else, only blindly digging into the rice in front of him.
Mo Qingli watched Feng Chenling only blindly eating the rice, within her heart her annoyance gradually rising. This manner of his, only eating rice, how could he fatten up like this? He was her food, after all, and she had taken responsibility over him;if he became thinner, then wouldn’t it be said to be her fault?
Thinking of this, Mo Qingli clasped her chopsticks together to put some chicken and goose meat into Feng Chenling’s bowl. “Eat some more, you’re not allowed to leave anything behind.”
Seeing the food within his bowl, Feng Chenling was suddenly overwhelmed by Mo Qingli’s kindness. In his childhood, although he was also a son of an official, his father was a commoner as well as a concubine. His mother had never loved him, and his surrounding brothers and sisters also bullied and humiliated him as they pleased. Even though his singing ability was very good, he could never change his sorrowful destiny.
Actually, when he found out that his esteemed mother had allowed him to become engaged to the sixth princess, he had been very happy, because marrying into the royal family was something that all men dreamed about in their hearts.
Who would have thought, on the same day of his wedding he had been gifted to Mo Qingyu by Mo Qingli; when he did not obey to this, Mo Qingyu had unexpectedly gouged out his eyes with her hairpins. In that day spent in the firewood room, Feng Chenling had really thought about committing suicide, but, Mo Qingli had told him fiercely, if he dared to kill himself, then all his family members would all join him in his descent to h.e.l.l.
If it was any other person, he wouldn’t care about them, but for his father, the father he cherished in every possible way, he did not dare to think about such a fate. Therefore he could only live without any purpose, endure the beatings of the maids, and no matter how they threatened and promised him, hold onto the last of his innocence.
Thinking to this point, Feng Chenling’s eyes suddenly became red. Although he did not cry, that stubborn appearance wasn’t much better than actually crying!
“What are you doing right now? What I did earlier really wasn’t on purpose, I also don’t know why… although I did throw myself at you and knock you over, do you really need act like this?” Mo Qingli had some offense, her tone ice-cold. Even though what she did when she threw himself at him and knocked him over was not right, she herself had become modest once again, what more did he want!
She disliked crying men the most. Men should behave like men; if this man suddenly started crying in front of her, Mo Qingli couldn’t guarantee that she wouldn’t knock away the table, with one palm slapping him to death!
“It’s—it’s—it’s not like that.” Sensing Mo Qingli’s fury, Feng Chenling anxiously explained. “I was… moved.”
This time it was Mo Qingli’s turn to be alarmed. Moved? Why?
Seeing Mo Qingli’s bewildered expression, Feng Chenling softly laughed, his voice suave and pleasant to listen to. “Because the princess made me moved. Apart from my father, Princess, you are the first person to treat me so well.”
Mo Qingli’s expression was rather striking, with some guilt intermixed within. Unnaturally turning away her face, she thought to herself in her heart: If he knew that I was raising him to be my “food”, would he still be so moved?
