NOVPUBChapter 377: 363, Extreme Heartache Causes Vomiting Blood (3)_1
Chapter 377: 363, Extreme Heartache Causes Vomiting Blood (3)_1
Mo Xiao impatiently wanted to know the connection between Yun Xi and his beloved Weiwei. Without hesitation, he said, “She is the woman I have loved the most in my life. I have been searching for her for more than twenty years.”
Jian Qing looked at him skeptically, not quite believing his words.
“Miss Jian Qing, my master is not deceiving you, he has been looking for the woman in this photo for many years, and that pocket watch was also given to him by her,” defended Ning Feng on behalf of Mo Xiao.
A flicker of deep pain and love flashed in Mo Xiao’s eyes, which Jian Qing saw clearly. She looked at him and spelled out, “The woman in this photo is my mother. My mother’s real name is Jian Wei, not Yun Xi.”
The room fell silent at her words, the sound of breathing the only thing breaking the stillness.
Mo Xiao staggered backward, his foot faltering.
“Master!”
Ning Feng and Xing Sen quickly reached out to steady him, preventing him from falling.
He pushed away their hands and, with a shocked expression, looked at Jian Qing. His voice hoarse, he said, “Say it again, what is her name?”
Despite his shocked appearance, Jian Qing answered him again. “Jian Wei.”
“Impossible, Jian Qing, then how can you explain the different appearances of Yun Xi and the woman in the photograph?” An Chong roared.
Jian Qing replied simply, “Due to disguise.”
She initially was unaware of it until she learned it from her grandfather. As it turns out, her mother was adept at disguising herself. Not just simple mask makeups, but using peculiarly weird herbs to make potions and apply them on the face to change her appearance. Unless her mother admitted it, no one could recognize her disguise.
This photo was quickly identified due to her grandmother’s collection of albums about her mother. Her mother liked to mix these odd potions in the manor and often used the disguise technique to play pranks. Her grandparents were often the victims. To counter her mother’s pranks, her grandmother often took photos of her mother after she had disguised herself. Over the course of many years, there were several boxes of just her mother’s photos in the manor.
“Wha, what?” An Chong’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Disguise technique?
The woman in the photo and Yun Xi are indeed the same person?
So, his brother and Yun Xi were originally a pair?
Then what was he?
“Ugh––”
“Master!”
Mo Xiao clutched at his chest, bright red blood spraying from his mouth.
His abrupt condition startled Ning Feng and sent chills down their spine.
The sight of brilliant red blood seared into Jian Qing’s eyes. Her hand, which hung by her side, began to lift but then dropped back as if she had thought of something.
Mo Xiao’s handsome face softened, revealing an expression of despair.
The woman he had searched for so many years was right by his side from the very beginning, and yet, he never realized it.
Ha, what status did he have to claim to love her.
If his Weiwei was dead, then what was the meaning of living for him.
“Cough cough––”
He coughed up more blood, staining his robe red.
“Master!”
“Azhe!”
Ning Feng supported him, patting his back gently.
Although he knew the Master was deeply in love, he didn’t know the extent to which he was vomiting blood.
Now, Yun Xi was indeed the person his master was looking for but at the same time, she was dead. His master was likely heartbroken.
Watching the scene of Mo Xiao vomiting blood, a look of bewilderment crossed An Chong’s eyes, mixed with a hint of other emotions.
“Miss Jian Qing, you…” Xing Sen couldn’t bear to see Mo Xiao’s dejected appearance and looked up at Jian Qing, hoping she would console Mo Xiao.
However, when he met her gaze, he couldn’t utter a word.
Jian Qing looked at the blood stains on the corner of the man’s mouth and his blood-stained clothes. She felt a twinge of pity but remained silent.
She could not have imagined that her mother had a connection with Azhe. From the photo, she could see that her mother in Azhe’s arms was genuinely happy.
What happened between her mother and Azhe back then?
After the fog of mysteries had lifted, she felt trapped in yet another, even bigger one.
Suddenly, Mo Xiao pushed Ning Feng away and ran out.
“Master!”
Sensing something was wrong, Ning Feng quickly followed him.
The dominant aura around their master was lethal. Surely, something bad was about to happen.
“Let’s go and see.”
Assisted by Qiu Bo, old man An followed them out. An Chong glanced at Jian Qing, then walked out after them.
In an instant, only Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu were left in the study room.
“Let’s go, let’s go down and see what’s happening.”
Quan Jingwu took her hand, his free hand soothing her hair affectionately.
Jian Qing was immobile, her beautiful face filled with bewilderment, “Xiaojing, I…”
Thinking of the misunderstanding between Azhe and her mother, she didn’t feel obliged to acknowledge Azhe as her father.
But reality struck again, Azhe knew her mother, perhaps they even loved each other. If it was so, how was she supposed to face Azhe?
If someone wasn’t deeply in love, how could they hurt so much that they coughed up blood? She had to admit that the scene of Azhe vomiting blood had deeply shocked her.
Quan Jingwu gently placed a finger on her lips, consoling her gently “Don’t think too much, everything will be solved. Let’s go out first.”
After a moment of silence, Jian Qing nodded, “Okay.”
The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the stairwell, faintly mixed with Ning Feng’s voice.
“Master, please calm down.”
Catching up with Mo Xiao was no easy task given his agility.
Mo Xiao ran downstairs in a flurry. The dried traces of blood from the corner of his mouth randomly dropped on the floor. Just a glimpse of the bright red blood stains could send chills down one’s spine.
“Master!”
The servants in the living room, who were cleaning, respectfully greeted Mo Xiao as he rushed down from upstairs.
Zhou Qi and others, hearing the commotion, turned and were alarmed.
With just two or three leaps, Mo Xiao was at the bottom of the stairs, alarming everyone with his ominous aura, appearing like Shura coming from hell.
“Azhe, what’s happened? Why are you bleeding so much?” Zhou Qi, observing the blood stains on Azhe’s body and face, almost leapt up from her seat.
An Rong, who usually feared Mo Xiao, noticed his unusual state and concernedly asked, “Big brother, what happened to you?”
An Yu and others, witnessing Mo Xiao in this terrifying state for the first time, dared not even breathe loudly.
Mo Xiao walked passed the couch, stopping in front of Zhou Qi.
His cold dreadfulness was overwhelming. Seeing that, Zhou Qi was filled with sadness.
“Ah, Azhe, what’s wrong with you? Why are you looking at me like that?”
As Ning Feng arrived at the scene and saw Mo Xiao confronting Zhou Qi, he quickly instructed the servants in the living room to leave.
“You all may leave.”
“Yes.”
The area fell into an unsettling silence. The servants, frightened as birds startled by the mere twang of a bow, quickly fled.
