Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle Novel - Chapter 1232

Chapter 1232: I Love You (5)

The violent explosion rang through the air as flames shot out all over the place. Feng Lingxue turned around as huge flames rushed towards them. The limousine which had been perfectly fine had now been overturned by the explosion.

Xuan Ying lay on the ground in a pool of blood.

His forehead was covered with blood and his silver mask had been blown off, revealing his grotesque right face.

“Ah!”

Feng Lingxue’s pupils shrunk and dilated and she let out a piercing shriek as she ran back towards him.

Every step she took was difficult and slow, as though her feet were being weighed down by a thousand pounds. It took her all her energy to take these few steps.

Standing beside Xuan Ying, her legs collapsed and she knelt on the ground.

She lifted her hands to touch his left face.

He was originally an extremely handsome man, and the left side of his face was perfect and flawless. She wiped the blood off his face with her pale hands.

Xuan Ying slowly moved his face to look at her. He had bled a lot and was extremely weak. One of his legs was crushed under his overturned car and he couldn’t move at all.

But his gaze was gentle. “Lingling…”

He was calling her name.

Feng Lingxue’s heart was aching. She retracted her fingers and clutched her heart through her clothes, as though she wanted to rip it out right now. Her eyes were burning as the heat rising from the explosion seared her face, but she could not cry.

She had stopped crying ever since she found out that Mu Mu was dead.

Thick, viscous blood flowed down Xuan Ying’s forehead. He shut his eyes for a while before looking at her again and said, “Lingling, let your tears out. Once you let your tears out… then it won’t hurt anymore…”

As Feng Lingxue sat there, she hugged her knees with her delicate arms. “Hurts… my heart hurts…”

At this moment, footsteps could be heard. Who was it now?

It was the South Duke and Xuan Mu.

The maid followed behind them respectfully. “Young Master.”

Xuan Mu lowered his eyes to look at Xuan Ying and smiled maliciously. “This car does live up to its name. It hasn’t been blown to smithereens along with you even though we used the newest and most violent military explosive.”

The South Duke sighed. While he felt rather sorry, his gaze on Xuan Ying was still cold, devoid of even a shred of warmth. “Don’t blame me for being ruthless. You were just too disobedient. I raised you as a dog. Since you are disobedient, the blade in Ah Jiao’s Room wouldn’t just land on your right face like how it did three years ago, it will plunge into your heart this time.”

As Xuan Ying raised his head to look at the South Duke, his lips slowly curved upwards and forced a dry laugh out of his throat. “It was you… after all.”

“Father, there’s no point in nagging at him.”

Xuan Mu knelt down to stroke Feng Lingxue’s head. “Lingxue, Mu Mu isn’t dead. She’s been with us all this time. The North Duke thinks that Mu Mu is really dead as well. But that’s just what we made it look like. The truth is that we’ve bought his subordinates over a long time ago, and found a child who looked like Mu Mu to kill in place of her.”

What?

The South Duke and Xuan Mu had killed an innocent child just for their selfish ambitions?! Feng Lingxue started to tremor. She glared at Xuan Mu with her bloodshot eyes and said hatefully, “You beast!”

Xuan Mu was completely unaffected by her judgement. He took out a knife and placed it in Feng Lingxue’s hands. Smiling savagely, he said, “Lingxue, Mu Mu is in our hands right now. Now, as long as you take this knife and plunge in deep into Xuan Ying’s heart, you’ll be able to see Mu Mu again.”

Kill Xuan Ying to see Mu Mu.

Mother and daughter could finally be reunited.

The cold hilt of the knife was stuffed into Feng Lingxue’s hands. Her face was deathly pale as she turned around to stare at Xuan Ying blankly.

Xuan Ying looked at her gently. “Does your heart… still hurt?”

It did.

Feng Lingxue was still pressing on her chest where her heart was. She kept digging and digging, but there was no way she could dig her heart out.

She felt so helpless.

At this moment, her cold hands were enveloped by a pair of large palms. His warm, loving voice floated into her ear. “Lingling, listen to him. Bury this knife into my heart. This way… you won’t hurt anymore.”

Was it really going to be like that?

Really?

He steadied her hand holding the knife and guided her inch by inch to his heart.

Feng Lingxue’s lashes quivered and her voice was pained and rough. “No…”

She tried taking her hands back.

But it was futile. She couldn’t do anything against his strength and the knife pierced through his clothes, before slowly advancing forward…

As the knife plunged in, hot blood started gushing out, staining his clothes red.

“Ah!”

Feng Lingxue shrieked and sat onto the ground. She lowered her head, too terrified to look. Her eyes were burning even more, so hot she couldn’t even open her eyes.

She shut her eyes painfully.

Xuan Ying was soaked in cold sweat. The knife had pierced into his heart. He looked at Feng Lingxue and spoke through his pale lips, “Lingling… sorry… I…love… you… I always have…”

He loved her.

He hadn’t stopped for a second all these years.

Hearing that, Feng Lingxue’s eyes filled with tears and they rolled down her face in big fat droplets. So hot…

Her shoulders shook as she sobbed quietly. She raised her head and stared at him blurrily through her tears. “Liar…”

She clutched at her heart again with her bloodstained hands. “It hurt… even more…”

Liar.

He said that as long as she plunged the knife into his heart, hers would stop hurting. But she felt as though the pain in her heart was getting worse.

Worse and worse.

It was so unbearable!

Xuan Ying raised his hands to wipe the tears off her face. “In the future… don’t cry… for me… anymore. It’s not… worth it…”

His hand dropped weakly onto the ground.

Was he dead?

He was dead!

Xuan Mu quickly reached out to feel Xuan Ying’s pulse before erupting in laughter. “Dead! This is great, he’s finally dead!”

Feng Lingxue knew in her heart that he was really dead. She hugged herself with her delicate arms and dug at her heart again. She dug and scratched as hard as she could as she choked out a few words. “Liar… you big liar…”

Her heart ached.

It was so painful that she felt she was going to die from the pain.

Feng Lingxue sobbed bitterly.

…

The South Duke and Xuan Mu were extremely satisfied with themselves. Xuan Mu reached out and hooked his arms around Feng Lingxue’s slim waist and pulled up. “Alright Lingxue, what are you still crying for? Let’s go, I’ll bring you to see Mu Mu.”

Feng Lingxue was dragged along like a wooden puppet by Xuan Mu. Her eyes were blank and she staggered along listlessly.

As her burning tears blurred her vision, she couldn’t seem to stop crying.

At this moment a sweet voice rang out beside her ear. “Mommy~”

Mommy.

Hearing this voice, Feng Lingxue stopped and looked in front of her with her empty eyes. A little girl was standing in the corridor. Mu Mu!

Being deprived of nutrients for so long made the three-year-old Mu Mu look especially small. She wore a tattered shirt-dress, but even this couldn’t hide her beautiful face and strikingly beautiful glassy eyes. She was beautiful beyond belief.

The lights finally returned to Feng Lingxue’s eyes slowly as she rushed over…