Chapter 759 I Love You (2)

Her vision went dark and she saw nothing.

There were rough calluses on the palm of the hand that covered her eyes, and it hurt a little when it was rubbed on her delicate muscles.

But his palms were warm, extremely generous, and gave people the illusion of attachment.

"Lingling, don't look."

His gentle voice sounded in my ears, and he was smiling.

Feng Lingxue froze and was at a loss.

At this time, Xuan Ying lowered his tall body, picked her up horizontally, and took a strong step. He ordered in a low voice, "Tell Lord Xi Wang that I will go back first."

"yes."

Xuan Ying hugged Feng Lingxue and walked forward. The onlookers in front quickly gave way and he hugged her away with steady steps.

Feng Lingxue's little face was buried under the collar of his black windbreaker. She secretly opened her eyes and looked at him.

Xuan Ying was also seen staring at her with his eyes lowered, his thin lips curled up, his smile soft and caring.

Feng Lingxue was startled, lost in his smile, and forgot to react.

---Oh my god, Feng Lingxue actually wet her pants!

---Is she... mentally ill?

---I think the person with the problem is the Silver-faced King. The Silver-faced King is such a mysophobic person, but he doesn't think she's dirty.

---Look at the way the Silver-faced King holds Feng Lingxue, it’s so precious...

…

Soon, the X luxury car stopped at Hanshan Garden, and the two maids took Feng Lingxue back to the room to take a shower.

In the study, Ah Zhou walked in and reported in a low voice, "Master, I just went to check and there are no footprints on the lawn there."

Xuan Ying pursed her thin lips and said, "Do you think a mother would misidentify her child? Have you gone to Xi Wangjue to obtain surveillance?"

Ah Zhou was slightly surprised. Does this mean that the master really believed Feng Lingxue's words?

Miss Feng is unconscious now. It would be normal if she had any illusions, but the master believes in her.

"It has been transferred. The monitoring is here."

Ah Zhou opened the thin notebook and the surveillance video lit up.

Xuan Ying's dark glazed eyes fell on the surveillance camera, and soon he whispered, "Stop."

Ah Zhou pressed the pause button.

"Rewind the paragraph just now."

Ah Zhou quickly rewinded the previous paragraph.

In that dim corner, I saw a man in black covering the mouth of the little figure and quickly carrying him away.

"Master, Mou Mou is really not dead!" Ah Zhou said in shock.

Xuan Ying lowered his body, clicked on the frozen image, and then zoomed in. The light was too dark and he couldn't see the child's face clearly.

He stretched out his palm and tried to touch the screen with his fingers, but stopped again.

"Master," Ah Zhou asked, "Whose hands is Mou Mou in, and what is his purpose?"

Xuan Ying had no expression. He just curled his thin lips and uttered a simple word, "Wait."

…

Feng Lingxue entered the room. A maid went in to put the milk and rose flower bath water. A maid wanted to take off Feng Lingxue's clothes, "Miss Feng, let me help you take off your clothes."

"Do not touch me!"

Feng Lingxue took two steps back.

The maid smiled and said, "Miss Feng, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

After saying that, the maid whispered quietly, "Mo Mou is in our hands now, you'd better be obedient."

Feng Lingxue's pupils shrank and she looked at the maid in confusion.

"Miss Feng, as long as you trick the Silver-faced King to Xishan Road tomorrow, we will ambush explosives on that section of the road. As soon as his car passes by, there will be a bang and it will explode."

"As soon as the Silver-faced King dies, Mou Mou will naturally return to you, and then you mother and daughter can be reunited."

Feng Lingxue looked at the maid's lips opening and closing, her eyes a little dull.

Soon, she took two steps back, covered her head with her little hands and screamed, "Ah!"

"Miss Feng..."

At this time, a series of steady footsteps sounded, the door to the room was pushed open, and Xuan Ying walked in.

His falcon-like glass eyes glanced at the maid, then stepped forward and took Feng Lingxue into his arms, "You all get off."

"Yes." Both maids withdrew.

Xuan Ying stretched out his big palm and touched her soft long hair, and comforted her with a low voice, "It's okay. With me here, no one can hurt you or Mou Mou anymore."

Feng Lingxue lowered her head, her delicate body trembling in his arms.

Xuan Ying hugged her, and she became weaker and weaker, with no sense of existence in his strong chest.

His heart ached, and every breath hurt.

"Ling Ling," he knitted his handsome eyebrows and kissed her hair, and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear, "When... Mou Mou comes back, I will... let you go. You have been there and you have wanted to Go live your life..."

Feng Lingxue froze, then slowly raised her head and looked at him.

Her eyes were pale, hollow, and dull, and she couldn't understand his words.

Xuan Ying reached out and touched the word "slave" on her face with his rough fingertips, "Sikong will help you remove this word... I know you have forgotten me, and it doesn't matter, I won't do it again in the future. Sorry to bother you..."

"Also, I'm sorry that all your sufferings are caused by me, and I'm sorry for involving you, an innocent person, in this struggle for power..."

"Finally, I want to tell you that in my heart, you are the purest and most innocent, and I also like the daughter you gave birth to..."

Feng Lingxue looked at him. Yu Jie was trembling like a small fan. She didn't understand what he was talking about.