Revenge of the Sixth Young Lady

Chapter 3 Puzzled: Plain-looking and Lacking Talent?

The blood on Wei Yuewu’s forehead had dried up, leaving streaks of blood stains.

At this point, she had regained consciousness. There was vigilance in her clear eyes.

The elegant and handsome young man withdrew his sight from Wei Yuewu’s face and set on his book. He ordered his entourage with a casual tone: “Move faster. We will have a rest in the town ahead.”

The carriage accelerated following a positive reply from outside the curtain of the carriage. Wei Yuewu finally breathed a breath of relief: she would be able to ask him to find a doctor and get some medicine once in town.

In the warmness of the carriage, she fell half unconscious again.

After checking in at the inn, the young man sent for a doctor, who prescribed medicine and cleaned up the wound on her forehead.

She remained asleep all along because of the heavy injury.

In the room next door, the young man, casually dressed in a loose robe, was leaning against the couch and listening to his guard’s report.

“Mo Huating, the Marquis Jing Yuan, is also in this town?” he asked casually, raising his eyes which shined like stars. There was a faint smile on his face.

According to his intelligence, Mo Huating is a special character.

The guard knelt on the ground respectfully, bowing his head as he replied: “Yes, I heard that he had come to pick up his fiancée, the daughter of Marquis Hua Yang. But it is rumored that the girl was killed last night, nailed to her carriage by a sword. None of her entourage survived!”

“The daughter of Marquis Hua Yang?”

He contemplated for a while, and then a hint of casual and comfortable smile emerged on his jade-like face, which gave a leisurely feeling like the white cloud in the sky.

“That being the case, go collect information about this girl too.” he said in a somewhat casual tone, his eyes were brighter slightly under the long eyelashes.

He knew the marquis had a daughter but never took the matter to heart, nor had he sent anyone to investigate her. He never thought this thin little girl would actually appear in front of him in such an unusual way.

They must have been fated to meet! Please visit 𝒇𝘳ℯe𝙬e𝘣𝙣𝘰ѵ𝒆𝗹. c૦𝑚

It was already on the next morning when Wei Yuewu opened her eyes.

Wei Yuewu had a sound physical constitution, and she felt much better after taking the medicine and sleeping in a warm room.

Hardly had she woken up when she asked the guards about the situation. She then got up with difficulty to see and thank her lifesaver.

She combed her hair and put on the coarse clothes prepared for her by the innkeeper’s wife. Her face was sallow and looked rather pale and feeble, coupled with her drooping bangs and thin stature, which made her extremely inconspicuous. However, she had refined features when looked closely.

Behind a screen, the young man was reading a book.

He was not surprised at the sight of her, and a trace of smile flashed in his dark eyes. Pointing to a stool near him, he gestured for her to sit down.

“Sir, I’m so obliged to your saving me,” said Wei Yuewu, respectfully expressing her gratitude by kneeling on the ground instead of taking a seat.

After Wei Yuewu was seated, the young man said smilingly: “You are the daughter of Marquis Hua Yang!”

His tone was affirmative rather than inquiring.

“Yes, I am.” Wei Yuewu paused, stared at him and said.

“Marquis Hua Yang’s daughter lost her mother in her early age. When she was only six years old, she was raised by her grandparents, who lived in a remote area. It was said that the girl was not only plain-looking, but also lacked talent. But she was betrothed to the young and promising Marquis Jing Yuan early because their mothers were close friends. The public, therefore, thought that Marquis Hua Yang’s daughter was not a perfect match for the Marquis. And yet this time Marquis Jing Yuan had come all the way to pick up his fiancée....”

The magnetic voice prompted Wei to clench her fists that were covered in her sleeves as she heard him spoke out the words with a faint sense of pity.

So it was really Mo Huating who tried to take her life last night.

“Do you want to know why he has done so?”