jdhmnovel Chapter 301: A substitute?
Chapter 301: A substitute?
The secret guards who were originally extremely nervous all breathed a sigh of relief and turned around, pretending that they did not see Mo Ling being beaten up by Feng Jiuqing. Anyway, at this rate, after three days of beating, he would only suffer minor injuries and would not affect their wise and mighty Majesty's attendance at court.
Eating melons is precious, but life is more precious! The secret guard silently stepped back a few steps and ate the melons safely.
The more Mo Ling coaxed Feng Jiuqing, the harder she cried, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered in past and present lives.
Mo Ling didn't know what to do for a moment. How could he stop Qingqing from crying? Qingqing's crying broke his heart.
"It's all my fault, please stop crying, ok?" Mo Ling's coaxing voice was as gentle as the spring breeze.
Feng Jiuqing cried so hard that his eyes were blurred with tears and his mind was in a mess.
"Asshole! Ah Xun you're a bastard!"
Mo Ling's eyes flashed with doubt, but he still nodded: "Well, I'm a bastard! Qingqing, don't cry, I feel bad."
"You don't feel sorry for me! You bastard Xun, you are the most bastard person I have ever met! You bastard son of a bitch!" Feng Jiuqing said while sobbing.
A Xun? What A Xun? Who are you calling?
Mo Ling's eyes darkened, and he asked softly: "Qingqing, you are calling A Xun? Who is A Xun?"
Feng Jiuqing slapped Mo Ling in the face: "Who else could it be but you! Asshole Xun, don't try to act stupid in front of me!"
Mo Ling was stunned by Feng Jiuqing. When did he call him A Xun? Didn’t Qingqing always call him A Yan?
There has never been a word "Xun" in his name since he was a child. No one has ever called him Axun, and Qingqing has never called him Axun either, so who is this Axun?
Mo Ling gently asked, "Qingqing, look at me again and see who I am?"
Feng Jiuqing stopped and looked at Mo Ling carefully, "Ah Xun, you——"
Feng Jiuqing stood up abruptly, then suddenly took a few steps back, looking at Mo Ling and shaking his head.
"No! You are not Xun! You are not him! Get out! I don't want to see you!"
Feng Jiuqing closed his eyes in pain. What had he just done? He actually mistook Mo Ling for his Ah Xun!
Mo Ling would not be his Ah Xun, and his Ah Xun would not hurt him like Mo Ling did.
Mo Ling felt as if he was struck by lightning, and his mind went blank for a moment.
Could it be that Qingqing knew someone who looked exactly like him, just like Qingqing and Ah He?
Could it be that Qingqing likes someone else who looks exactly like him?
What does Qingqing think of him?
A stand-in?
Mo Ling was unable to accept the absurd idea that popped up in his mind, but Feng Jiuqing's actions just now seemed to tell him that his guess might be true?
If he is a stand-in, then what is Qingqing's purpose in approaching him?
In order to pave the way for that person, he let that person replace him without anyone knowing?
But Qingqing loved him passionately when they were together, and avoided him very much after they separated. Whether they were together or apart, Qingqing never hurt him, and even protected him many times.
If Qingqing wanted to harm him, it wouldn't have to be so complicated. With Qingqing's martial arts, she could have killed him before the secret guards could rescue him, so Qingqing would never harm him.
If there really is such a person, then there is only one other possibility.
Mo Ling stood up slowly, with a hint of pain in his dark eyes. He had a guess in his mind, but he didn't dare to think about it, nor did he dare to ask any more questions.
He was afraid that the answer he would get would be something he could not accept, and he was also afraid that his past acquaintance and companionship with Qingqing was all an illusion, and that he had stolen Qingqing from someone else.
"Qingqing, come back with me." Mo Ling gave Feng Jiuqing a forced smile.
Feng Jiuqing supported his head with one hand, slowly opened his eyes, turned to look at Mo Ling, and said tiredly: "Your Majesty, please go back. I want to be alone for a while."
"Qingqing, the door here is broken and it's very cold at night. Let's go home." Mo Ling said with concern.
Feng Jiuqing shook his head, his voice full of fatigue: "Your Majesty, I have my own place to go, it has nothing to do with you. I am really tired, please don't bother me anymore, okay?"
Mo Ling was so heartbroken that even his breathing was a bit painful. Qingqing still couldn't accept him, but it was Qingqing who took the initiative to approach him just now. Although she was beating him, with Qingqing's martial arts, that level could not be considered beating someone, at most she was just losing her temper.
So is he really a substitute for some Axun?
Mo Ling opened his mouth but didn't ask anything. His heart was in a mess. Even when he was poisoned and lost all his dignity, he was still Mo Ling. He could not accept that he was a substitute!
Mo Ling's heart was too confused. He couldn't pretend that he knew nothing. He also didn't dare to question her face to face and break the window paper, because once it was broken, he might lose Qing Qing forever.
Mo Ling was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Qingqing, have a good rest. I won't disturb you anymore."
After saying this, Mo Ling did not force Feng Jiuqing any further and turned around and left in a daze.
Feng Jiuqing looked at Mo Ling after he turned around. This time, Mo Ling would not bother him again, right? After all, he was the Emperor of Great Yue, so he would not lower himself to be his stand-in, right?
It was all his fault that he was absent-minded for a moment and mistook Mo Mo Ling for Ah Xun. But it was better this way, at least Mo Ling would not say those irrelevant words anymore and would not bother him anymore.
He didn't believe that someone as proud as Mo Ling would condescend to be his stand-in, even though Mo Ling was not a stand-in either.
It doesn't matter anyway. He can't explain, nor does he want to explain. Mo Ling has the freedom to choose. He shouldn't impose his feelings for A Xun on Mo Ling. Even if they are the same person, Mo Ling is not his A Xun after all.
Feng Jiuqing sat there for half an hour, then got up and went out, but before he had gone far, a few little tails followed him.
Feng Jiuqing stopped and said coldly: "Come out!"
Soon, four Hidden Dragon Guards appeared in front of Feng Jiuqing. Feng Jiuqing glanced at them without much interest and asked, "Did Mo Ling ask you to come?"
"Yes, I am ordered to protect you, my lord."
Feng Jiuqing said calmly: "There is no noble king here. I divorced him a long time ago. And you can't beat me. Go back and tell Mo Ling not to bother me again."
Before the Hidden Dragon Guards could say anything, Feng Jiuqing disappeared in an instant. They hurriedly chased after him, but less than two blocks away, they could no longer find Feng Jiuqing. They could only return dejectedly to report.
Feng Jiuqing was flying casually on the rooftops, and before he knew it he had arrived at Fenglu Courtyard in the Prime Minister's Mansion where he used to live. Seeing that he had left the people behind, he didn't want to run around anymore, so he jumped directly into the courtyard.