Mo Wei Nong was dead.
She had heard that Ji Hao Lin would go to the Temple of Perception, so when he casually asked her if she would go, she unexpectedly agreed.
Taking advantage of when Madam Hou was resting in the temple's courtyard, she secretly went to the back mountain. It was said that there were many young masters gathered for their discussion, Mo Wei Nong just wanted to try his luck.
However, even after looking into the pavilion for half a day, she still hadn't seen a single person, let alone Ji Hao Lin.
Mo Wei Nong walked back in disappointment. When he didn't want to turn around, he suddenly heard a man's clear voice.
She quietly peeked her head over and saw a man and a woman standing in front of her. The man was handsome and graceful with a graceful air. The woman's body was like a peach blossom as she looked lovingly at the man.
Mo Wei Nong's heartbeat quickened. Wasn't that man the son of the Beijing's Most Beautiful Man, Ji Hao Lin? He didn't expect to actually see it.
"... I don't believe it. Then tell me, who is the woman you love? " The woman's voice was filled with hatred and sorrow, as she interrogated Ji Hao Lin, as though she was unwilling to give up.
Mo Wei Nong was startled. Beloved woman? Ji Hao Lin already had a girl he liked?
She pursed her lips, feeling a bit uncomfortable.
But in the end, she was still a woman who understood her limits. After hearing all that, her secret crush on Ji Hao Lin should have already ended.
True, but to accidentally glance at his high—spirited appearance in the carriage was not really a deep love.
Mo Wei Nong raised his head, and shot a look at Ji Hao Lin in the end. He did not expect that the moment he raised his eyes, he would catch Ji Hao Lin's gaze, which was filled with love.
Following that, Ji Hao Lin's voice that was as gentle as water sounded out beside his ears, "It's her, the woman I love is her."
Mo Wei Nong was stunned, his eyes were wide and round, looking at Ji Hao Lin who was walking towards him in disbelief, his mind completely blank.
However, Ji Hao Lin took the chance the moment she was stunned, tightly grabbing onto her wrist with a bit of strength, pulling her out from behind the tree, stumbling to drag his in front of the woman, and said, "My beloved is her, the two of us love each other, we will definitely marry each other in the future, so you don't have to bother with me anymore."
Ah?
Mo Wei Nong was startled, he raised his head and saw the lady in front of him glaring at him, her voice trembling, "Who is she? "Which young miss?"
Ji Hao Lin moved closer to Mo Wei Nong's ear and whispered, "Can you do me a favor? Just don't talk. "
Mo Wei Nong felt his ears itching, his face instantly flushed red, his mind completely blank.
Seeing that, Ji Hao Lin smirked, and raised his head to speak to the lady: "You do not need to care which family she is from, this is a matter between the two of us. Even if her status isn't high, my feelings for her have never changed. "
He took a glance at Mo Wei Nong, his clothes were ordinary, the pearl hairpin was simple and crude, and he had a fresh face, one that he had never seen before in his banquets. He could tell that she was the daughter of an ordinary merchant. It would be fine if he could just give her some benefits, and there wouldn't be any problems.
What's more, if she heard him say so, she would probably be so happy that she would cry.
After all, the eyes she looked at him with earlier, Ji Hao Lin was really too familiar with them. Now that he had shown it, she should be satisfied.
The venomous look in the woman's eyes deepened as she glared at Mo Wei Nong and said with hatred, "Woman, you truly do not know shame. You actually decided to marry a man your entire life. "You overestimate yourself."
Mo Wei Nong suddenly regained his senses, and she somewhat frantically shook his head, "Miss, I, I just …"
Before she even finished speaking, she was once again interrupted by Ji Hao Lin. He looked at Mo Wei Nong deeply and sincerely and said, "Qingqing, you don't have to be afraid that she will know. In any case, I'll soon go to your house and propose marriage. Really, didn't I tell her not to speak? It almost ruined his plan.
After he finished speaking, he did not give Mo Wei Nong the chance to explain any further, and pulled her away.
Mo Wei Nong staggered, then stumbled forward.
She now understood that Ji Hao Lin was using her.
He actually used a girl he didn't know at all to ruin her reputation and openly used her as a shield.
She just adored him. How could he do that?
Mo Wei Nong's heart was in chaos, his entire body was ice—cold, his eyes could not help but become sore.
Right at that moment, she suddenly felt a gust of wind approaching from behind her, Mo Wei Nong turned his head subconsciously, only to see the lady from before rushing towards him.
Mo Wei Nong opened his eyes wide, while he was at a loss of what to do, he also felt that Ji Hao Lin had let go of his hand just now, and he had no time to dodge to the side.
She was already unable to stand steadily, and her footsteps were in a mess. There was no time for her to dodge.
The lady pushed backwards. Behind Mo Wei Nong was a sloping road with a lot of rocks falling and her feet were empty. Suddenly, she fell backwards.
"Ahh …" A short scream caused Mo Wei Nong's head to hurt, his back burned, and in the next moment, he lost consciousness.
The bird in the back of the mountain was startled as it looked at the person lying on the ground. The woman suddenly came to her senses as she took two steps back. Breathing rapidly, she said, "She deserved it."
Ji Hao Lin squatted down and pushed Mo Wei Nong a bit. Seeing that she had no reaction, he used his finger to check her breath, but there was no reaction.
He frowned. Dead? He was actually so unlucky.
He retracted his hand and looked around. Other than the woman from before, there was no one else.
On the other hand, no one knew what was going on, as long as this woman kept her mouth shut.
He stood up and was about to give her a confession so that he would not be held responsible.
Unexpectedly, the woman on the ground frowned slightly and groaned. She opened her eyes at a loss.
Ji Hao Lin was startled, and then he looked at Mo Wei Nong.
Seeing that Mo Wei Nong was fine, the woman heaved a sigh of relief but at the same time, revealed a face full of resentment, "He's actually not dead yet."
With that, her maidservant appeared out of nowhere and quietly persuaded her, "Miss, let's go."
The woman looked at Ji Hao Lin unwillingly, only to see the man she liked squatting down with a face full of concern at Mo Wei Nong. She stomped her foot fiercely, and walked away angrily.
After walking a bit further away, she finally said through gritted teeth, "Go and investigate, see who that bitch is. I want her to live a life worse than death."
"Yes."
The master and the servant walked further and further away, the sound of their footsteps gradually disappearing.
Only then did Ji Hao Lin slightly narrow his eyes, raise his eyes and look in that direction as he inwardly sneered.
He then slowly stood up and tidied up his clothes. After wiping away the dirt on his legs, he turned around and was about to leave.
A low, thin moan once again sounded in his ears, sounding somewhat painful.
Ji Hao Lin frowned, he lowered his eyes and looked at Mo Wei Nong who had not recovered from his shock, and after a moment, he smirked and laughed. "Stupid person."
As he spoke, he suddenly remembered that he had held her wrist for a long time. He then took out his handkerchief and wiped it with some disgust.
After wiping his hands, he directly threw the kernels on the ground. Then, he condescendingly said to Mo Wei Nong, "It's good that you're awake. What I said just now was just a temporary measure, you don't have to take it seriously, and you're not allowed to spread what happened today."
After saying that, he sized her up from head to toe and sneered disdainfully, "You're like this. As a concubine, even I look down on you."
He took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and threw it at her feet. "Take it, as a form of payment."
The silver rolled on the side of Mo Wei Nong's skirt and stopped, looking like fifty silver.
Ji Hao Lin clapped his hands, and without looking back, he walked away.
The sound of footsteps slowly faded away, and Mo Wei Nong who had fallen on the ground … His eyes gradually became clear and sharp, until they turned ice—cold.
