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Lin Ting Mo looked into Mo Xiao's deep eyes. Her eyes were filled with hope. If there was even the slightest bit of silence from this man, she was willing to believe that he had her in his heart.

However, Mo Xiao immediately released the shackle on her hand. "This king's heart? With what? Do you have your hands stained with the blood of Tansor? "

His heart that had been burning for five years felt like it was in an icehouse. Lin Ting Mo finally understood that the love he had persisted for five years was not worth a single cent in the heart of the man before him.

The persistence and hard work he had put in over the years was just a huge joke in this man's heart.

She was the only one who was tempted.

Heh heh, that's too stupid.

"Chenqie has always placed the prince in her heart. Chenqie has always longed for you to turn around and take a look. Lin Ting Mo's love for Mo Xiao is much greater than Lin Ting Xia's."

She stared at the abnormally cold man with a bitter smile. "Is it only when I die that you can remember a trace of the goodness I once had?"

It was as if he was speaking to himself, but also to the man beside him.

Mo Xiao stood up, his sword-like eyebrows not frowning.

It's starting again?

This woman had nothing to do with her other than pretending to be pitiful and performing some worthless drama to attract his attention.

"Lin Ting Mo, this king has suffered more than you."

Mo Xiao strode to the side of the table, took a sip of the tea, and threw the cup onto the ground. The shattered pieces of the porcelain let out a sharp sound, "The only reason this duke placed you by my side is because looking at your face, it seems like you have come back to life. But now that I'm awake, I have no choice but to tell myself that Ting Xia has been killed by you! If not for this face that is eighty percent similar to Ting Xia's, do you think you would still be able to live to this day just because of this king's personality? "

"Tell me ?" "What?" Lin Ting Mo looked at Mo Xiao in disbelief: "You married me just for this face?"

Mo Xiao didn't want to stay a moment longer. He opened the door, and with his back facing her, he coldly laughed. "Otherwise, does Consort Wang think it's because of love?"

His tone was mocking.

"Wait!" Lin Ting Mo sat up on the bed, flustered. "Chenqie ?" She was pregnant again. "This time, can you let it stay behind?"

"This King feels that you should know what to do."

The man left without a trace of nostalgia.

The closed door was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Lin Ting Mo sat paralyzed on the ground, his eyes glazed over.

He didn't want her, and he didn't want her children.

From start to finish, Mo Xiao had never loved Lin Ting Mo. She was just a substitute for Lin Ting Xia, a joke ?

Lightning flashed across the sky as heavy rain fell endlessly.

In the Lin Residence.

Ever since Lin Ting Xia had left, Lin Ting Mo had rarely returned to his residence.

His father, Lin Wen, was a fifth-grade official in the imperial court, while his mother, Xia Mingmo, was from one of the top families in the capital.

The two of them had a very good relationship, Lin QIng also didn't have a concubine, and his children only had two sisters, Lin Ting Mo and Lin Ting Xia.

Lin Ting Xia had always been a sweet talker. She had left one for her mother and one for her father, and she had always coaxed the two elders into submission.

On the contrary, she had always disliked liveliness, never made a fuss in peace and quiet. Even if she had something she wanted, she would only envy it for a moment before passing away.

After a while, both Lin Wen and Xia Mingmo's thoughts were tied to Lin Ting Xia, the cute and sweet-mouthed second daughter.

Lin Ting Xia would pick out the best pieces of cloth; Lin Ting Xia would pick the jewellery that was bestowed upon her; she would pick out any banquet that brought her child to attend.

So much so that later on, during that incident, Lin Ting Xia died. She lived and became the "jinx" that the two elders spoke of.

Lin Ting Mo picked up his thoughts and walked into his own residence. He looked at his parents at the door and forced a smile as he bowed, "Father, Mother ?." I'm back. "

Lin Qi was waiting in the hall, and upon seeing the woman return, he said with a darkened face, "You, a jinx, became an imperial concubine. You are extremely respected, why are you still returning to the Lin Clan? I, Lin Wen, would never accept someone like you as my daughter. "

"Master said so." Xia Ming Mo took a sip of his tea and said in a strange tone, "If it wasn't for your highness' identity as the imperial concubine, would we have waited at the door to pick her up?"

"I just came back to get something."

Lin Ting Mo bitterly smiled.

In the evening.

Lin Ting Mo returned to the Prince's Mansion.

She took her things and left, not even having time for a proper dinner with the two elders.

Of course, it was also because her parents didn't want to eat with her.

She returned to her own residence.

"Men, get the brush and ink."

Lin Ting Mo stood in front of his desk and stared at the paper in front of him. Her hand that was holding her brush was constantly shaking.

'Princess should know what to do.'

She thought of what Mo Xiao had said to her.

The woman finally made her decision.

The words written on that small piece of paper were extremely sad ?

"My lord, I have given my heart to you since I met you five years ago. No matter how you explain it, you think I killed her. Then I won't say anything more. There's no point in talking too much. They looked at each other, and then parted. From then on, you and I have nothing to do with each other. "

She removed the sheets from the bed and hung them on the hanging beam, then stood on the bench.

Five years ago, she and Mo Xiao had their first banquet ?

However, if Mo Xiao was drunk, he would never know.

Mo Xiao, who was doing his work in the study, panicked for a moment, but he didn't know why.

"Your Highness!" All of a sudden, a guard rushed in and reported, "Miss Ting Xia has returned to the Lin Residence!"

"What did you say?!" Mo Xiao stopped what he was doing and walked with large strides to the front of the guard. A smile finally appeared on his face. Is Tinxia still alive? "

The guard was strangled to the point where he was barely able to breathe. Just now, the servants of the Lin Clan reported this news ? And the prince, and the wangfei ? she seemed to have committed suicide ?

"The wangfei still has the courage to commit suicide. It's just that This King doesn't have the time to play games with her right now." Mo Xiao contemptuously pushed his attendant away. "Prepare the carriage ? towards the Lin Clan."