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She gently pulled the curtains shut, blocking the cold moonlight from afar. On the table lay a pile of her paintings and poems created during her leisure time, interweaving colors with black and white, weaving her emotions into circles of gray. Long eyelashes were stained with wet tears, which silently fell onto her fair hands, the pain in her heart slowly expanding as she pushed the one she loved into someone else's arms.
Xiao Jing called her to dinner. She hurriedly wiped her small face and changed into a plain long dress, letting her cascading hair fall loosely around her waist. She lightly descended the stairs, her gaze landing on Shangguan Yiting and Xia Yixiang, who were shaking hands and chatting happily.
The sound of their deliberately lowered voices reached her ears.
"Didn’t Xiao Lin stay in your room all afternoon today?" Shangguan Yiting's eyes sparkled with excitement.
Xia Yixiang's face turned red, lowering her eyes as she mimicked Cheng Mo's graceful demeanor. "Sister, please don’t say that. Just thinking about it makes me... feel embarrassed."
"What’s there to be shy about? You’re already part of our Shangguan Family; is it still embarrassing to say such things?" Shangguan Yiting pinched the back of her hand playfully, smiling even more as she casually flipped through a calendar. "I want to see which day is a good day to bring you home."
They looked so harmonious together, like a family. Her gaze dimmed, and she turned back to her room, hearing Xiao Jing's puzzled voice behind her. "Young Mistress, aren’t you going to eat?"
She collapsed onto the soft bed, the darkness of the unlit room obscuring everything. She had clearly made a decision; she had clearly pushed him away; she had clearly tried to convince herself. But why did it still hurt...?
A gentle knock interrupted her thoughts. She rolled over and ignored it. Outside, Shangguan Yiting tentatively called out twice, "Mo Su, are you asleep?"
She clutched the blanket and buried herself in its softness, not wanting to deal with anything. A long sigh came from outside, and Shangguan Yiting's voice softened. "Mo Su, I know you’re not feeling well inside. I also know you made a big decision to come to this conclusion. But things have already turned out this way; I’ve already chosen a date for Miss Xia’s entrance into our family. We’ll all be one family from now on; avoiding it like this isn’t a solution."
Seeing Cheng Mo Su remain silent, she helplessly continued, "Mo Su, you haven’t had dinner yet. If you’re hungry, I can have Xiao Jing bring something up for you. Also..." She paused, her gaze dimming slightly. "Thank you on behalf of our Shangguan Family."
Cheng Mo Su bit her rose-colored lips tightly as tears silently streamed down her face, blurring the pure white around her.
She fell asleep in a daze, and when the sky began to brighten with the morning light, she woke up startled.
After casually freshening up, the words of Shangguan Yiting from yesterday echoed in her ears. Although she felt sad, she knew that everything Shangguan Yiting said was reasonable. She had no reason to continue avoiding it; after all, they would be living under the same roof for decades, and sooner or later, she would have to accept this reality.
Upon arriving at the dining room, Shangguan Yiting had not yet gotten up. In the large hall, only Xia Yixiang sat alone. She did not want to talk to her and simply sat to the side, silently staring at the white tableware, lost in thought.
"Young Mistress," Xia Yixiang called out. She quickly snapped back to reality and replied, "What is it?"
"You seem quite distracted, I wonder if it's because of my relationship with Shaoyi?" Xia Yixiang reached for the teapot and poured tea for her as well as for herself.
Cheng Mosu's heart tightened. Xia Yixiang's quick reference to Shaoyi caught her off guard. Rubbing her throbbing temples, she chose not to respond.
Xia Yixiang smiled slightly, her lips releasing a fragrant breath. "Madam, soon we will become a family. Although I am just a concubine, in the long run, Shaoyi's heart will only belong to me. Uncle Rong is right; you have made Shaoyi too tired. He is already overwhelmed at the command center, busy beyond belief. When he returns, he has to deal with your tearful and helpless demeanor. Initially, he may feel pity for you once or twice, but over time, he will only grow weary."
"What exactly do you want to say?" Cheng Mosu's water-colored eyes held anger, and her tone became firmer.
"What I want to say is very simple: the person who will be by his side in the future will only be me." Xia Yixiang pointed at herself. "I have admired Shaoyi since I was very young. I approached Yu Qiao because she was Shaoyi's childhood sweetheart. Back then, my thoughts were simple; I just wanted to get along with Yu Qiao so that I could see him often."
She took a sip of tea and continued, "I thought I had lost all hope. After Yu Qiao died and you married him—he likes you so much that he wouldn't possibly marry anyone else; he doesn't even have the heart to look at other women. Who would have thought that heaven would help me by making it so you cannot conceive? Just think about it; doesn’t that mean that we are also bound by an unbreakable fate?"
Cheng Mosu's face turned as pale as paper. She hardly absorbed Xia Yixiang's words; she only felt the buzzing sound in her ears becoming clearer and threatening to swallow her whole. She shook her head but couldn't withstand the brightness before her and fell into darkness, feeling as if her head had hit something hard, causing the buzzing sound to dissipate.
"Mosu..."
"Young Mistress..."
The incessant calling made her suddenly open her eyes wide. The suppressed heart instantly caught its breath. She turned her head and fixed her gaze on Shangguan Yiting and Xiao Jing, who were standing beside her. Seeing her awake, they both let out a sigh of relief.
Cheng Mo Su smiled gently, "What just happened?"
"You fainted suddenly while having dinner with Miss Xia," Shangguan Yiting said, patting her hand with a calm expression. "Did Miss Xia say something you didn't want to hear? If that's the reason you fainted, I can kick her out right now."
"Don't..." Cheng Mo Su rubbed her throbbing temples and waved her hand, "It's fine, it's not her fault. I probably just didn't rest well, that's all..." Her voice grew weaker. "Besides, Miss Xia and Shaoyi... no matter what, we can't kick her out."
Shangguan Yiting sighed, looking at the tears on her Eyelashes, feeling particularly reluctant. She said, "I'll make a call to have Xiao Lin come back to see you."
"No need." She hurriedly grabbed Shangguan Yiting's sleeve, her eyes dimming. "He must be extremely busy; I don't want to trouble him..."
At this moment, Xiao Jing finally spoke up, " Young Mistress, I don't want to hide this from you. When you fainted just now, I already called Ming Liang and asked him to inform the young master that Young Mistress is unwell. He must be rushing home by now."
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Yiting went to the window to take a look and exclaimed with surprise, "Oh! I really see Xiao Lin's car; he's back!"
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