One Night Love: Huo Shao indulges in pampering

Time passed so quickly. She had a nightmare and it was already dawn. Nan Xiang's heart was still beating fast. She reached out and gently pressed her heart, exhaled softly and said, "It's so scary. I dreamed that Xiaoyun held a bowl of poison and forced Madam Cha to drink it."

The dream was too real, it seemed as if she was not dreaming, and she was so scared that she was sweating all over and her clothes were soaked with sweat.

Mo Jingchen looked at her in surprise: "Why do you have such a nightmare?" Xiaoyun looked like a weak and vulnerable person, how could she have the courage to give Mrs. Cha poison.

Nan Xiang smiled helplessly and said, "I talked to Xiao Li last night about Xiao Yun and Mrs. Cha. I didn't expect to have a nightmare."

Mo Jingchen said with some amusement: "What you think about during the day will appear in your dreams at night. How could you suspect that Xiaoyun was related to Auntie's death?"

Nan Xiang immediately said, "Of course I don't want Xiao Yun to do it. She's already in such a miserable state. I shouldn't doubt her."

"Don't let your imagination run wild. Once Auntie's funeral is over, we'll just have to wait for the results of the police investigation." Mo Jingchen stretched out his hand and pinched his brows, a look of fatigue on his face.

Seeing his tired expression, Nan Xiang couldn't help but feel distressed: "Jingchen, you didn't sleep last night and you just came back, why don't you take a rest quickly."

He had to deal with Mrs. Cha's funeral recently and hadn't had a good rest for several nights. Nan Xiang felt very distressed to see that he looked obviously haggard.

Mo Jingchen said helplessly: "I just came back to wash up, and I still have to deal with the funeral. How can I have time to rest? You didn't sleep well last night, but you can sleep for a while. When the time comes, I'll let Xiaoli wake you up."

Nan Xiang immediately shook her head and said, "No, I don't dare to sleep. What if I have a nightmare again? I'd better get up. You haven't had a good rest these days, and I'm worried about you." She reached out her hand and gently stroked his handsome face, which had become thinner, with a look of heartache.

Mo Jingchen raised his hand, placed it on the back of her hand, smiled and said, "Don't worry, your husband can still hold on. When today's matter is over, I can sleep at home."

Mo Jinghui is no longer with us, and as his stepson, he has to take on the responsibility of being filial to Jinghui.

The grudge between him and Mrs. Tea should disappear with her departure. He doesn't want to bother hating someone who is no longer here, as that will only make him feel uncomfortable.

"Then have breakfast first and get busy later." Nan Xiang looked at his handsome face, which was obviously thinner, with heartache. He had just finished dealing with Mo Jinghui's funeral and hadn't recovered his strength yet. Now he had to deal with Madam Cha's funeral. He also had to deal with company affairs when he had time. It was really too much for him.

Mo Jingchen nodded slightly and said, "It's still early, you should lie down for a while before getting up. You have to go to your aunt's funeral today, and you will be very tired if you can't rest." Mo Jinghui helped her lie down and covered her with a quilt.

Mo Jingchen lowered his head and kissed her gently on the forehead, then went to the bathroom to wash up, and then left in a hurry.

Nan Xiang was lying on the bed, thinking back to the nightmare she had just had, feeling a little scared. "I'm really crazy. How could I have such a dream? Madam Cha is Jinghui's mother. She brought Xiaoyun home to take care of her baby. She was so good to Xiaoyun. Xiaoyun wouldn't be so ungrateful. I must have thought too much."

Nan Xiang didn't believe that Xiao Yun was an ungrateful person, but when she thought about what Xiao Li said to her last night and the dream, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

After arriving at the mourning hall, Nan Xiang found that Xiaoyun was not wearing the clothes that she had given to Xiaoman, and she couldn't help but frowned.

Xiaoyun was not in a very good condition today. Her eyes were red and swollen, with big dark circles under her eyes. Her face was haggard and her lips were pale. It seemed that she did not sleep well last night.

Nan Xiang walked over and asked with concern: "Xiao Yun, you don't look very well. Didn't you sleep well last night?" Logically, she should have slept soundly after taking the medicine given to her by Doctor Yan.

Xiaoyun looked very cold: "I miss Jinghui so much that I can't sleep." Seeing that Mo Jingchen was so busy but still cared about Nan Xiang, she felt very uncomfortable. If Jinghui was still alive, he would care about her like this.

"Xiao Yun, I don't dare to hope that you can let go of Jinghui, but you miss him so often and can't sleep, which is not good for your health. It was because my aunt missed Jinghui too much that she fell ill and finally..." Nan Xiang stopped talking and couldn't help but sighing softly, staring at her.

Xiaoyun lowered her eyelids and said expressionlessly: "I won't be like the madam." She was going to give birth to Jinghui's child, and she would never allow herself to fall down.

"That's good." Nan Xiang looked at the clothes on her and asked in surprise, "Didn't I ask Xiaoman to prepare clothes for you? Why aren't you wearing them?"

Ke Xin was standing behind Xiao Yun. When she heard Nan Xiang's question, she answered for her: "Madam, don't blame Xiao Yun. If you want to blame someone, blame me. I accidentally soiled the clothes, so I prepared this set for Xiao Yun."

"Okay then. We're going up the mountain later. It's windy there, so bring a thicker coat for Xiaoyun so she doesn't catch a cold." Nan Xiang ordered.

Ke Xin nodded and said, "Madam, don't worry, I've made preparations and I won't let Xiao Yun catch a cold."

Nan Xiang saw that Xiaoyun's eyes were dull, her expression was dejected, she looked listless and didn't want to talk, so she didn't bother her and went to entertain other people.

After Nan Xiang left, Xiaoyun looked at her back and slowly clenched her fists. Just now, Nan Xiang deliberately mentioned Mrs. Tea in front of her. What was she trying to test? Was she doubting her?

Ke Xin stood beside her and said in a low voice, "Xiao Yun, when you get up the mountain, walk to the edge of the cliff. When she sees you standing in such a dangerous place, she will definitely walk over and pretend to care about you. That will be the best opportunity for you to take action. Don't be soft-hearted."

Xiaoyun withdrew her gaze from Nanxiang, her haggard and pale face expressionless. She just said lightly: "I know what to do, and I don't need you to remind me." She already had a plan in her mind of what she wanted to do, and she hated it most when she was always reminded in front of her how to harm others.

"I'm glad you know." Ke Xin's mouth twitched slightly. She was very unhappy, but this was not the time to quarrel. Even if she was unhappy, she had to endure it. Soon, her mission was completed and her revenge was taken.

It is cloudy today, and the wind is howling in the mountains. It is chilly and a bit cold.

Mr. Mo was very sad. Mo Jingchen was afraid that something might happen to him, so he stayed by his side to accompany him and comfort him.

Nan Xiang saw Xiao Yun standing alone on the edge of the cliff from a distance. She was not wearing a thick coat and could not help but feel worried. She said to Xiao Li, "Xiao Li, go to the car and get a thicker coat."

Before she came out, she had already reminded Xiaoli to prepare a thicker piece of clothing for Xiaoyun to go up the mountain. She really didn't care at all. If Xiaoyun caught a cold and got sick, it would be troublesome.

Xiaoli thought she was cold and was afraid that she would catch a cold, so she immediately said, "I'll go right away." After that, she quickly went down the mountain.

Nan Xiang glanced at Mo Jingchen who was instructing the servants to do something. She didn't want to disturb him, so she walked over to Xiaoyun. She coughed softly and lowered her voice to ask with concern, "Xiaoyun, have you felt unwell recently? Do you feel like vomiting or something?"

Xiao Yun slowly turned around and saw Nan Xiang. She looked serious and her eyes were full of contempt and disdain for her. She took a step back in fear, clenched her fists, and asked angrily, "I listened to my wife and moved back to the Mo family to take care of the baby. I just wanted to give birth to the baby safely. Why did you want to hurt me?"

Nan Xiang was stunned and a little stunned: "Xiao Yun, what's wrong with you? I have been so kind to you, how could I hurt you?" She came to care about her, but the tense look on her face when she saw her made her feel very uncomfortable.

Xiaoyun didn't appreciate it at all and said angrily, "Don't be so hypocritical. I hate hearing your hypocritical words. Stop pretending and state your purpose directly. You are afraid that I will give birth to a son and take away your son's property. What else can't you do?"

She pretends to be nice to her in front of others, but her true colors are revealed behind their backs. She must really want her to die.

Nan Xiang looked at her in shock: "Xiao Yun, what are you talking about? I have never thought about it this way. Besides, it is still unknown whether I will have a boy or a girl. How could I be afraid that your child will share my child's property?"

Xiaoyun clenched her fists tightly and glared at her with eyes wide open: "If you don't give birth to a son this time, you will definitely not let my child go. You are afraid that I will give birth to a son and take away the inheritance rights of the Mo family." No matter whether Nan Xiang gave birth to a boy or a girl, she would not let her child be born smoothly.

Nan Xiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She reached out and held her shoulders. She felt sad and helpless. "Xiao Yun, please don't think like that. No matter if I give birth to a boy or a girl, I hope you can give birth to Jing Hui's child smoothly, because that is the descendant of the Mo family, and it is the bloodline that will make the Mo family prosperous..."

Xiaoyun looked at her, but saw that her face suddenly changed in the middle of her words, becoming very gloomy and weird. She grabbed her shoulders tightly and scolded her fiercely.

"Who do you think you are? You, a little bitch, dare to snatch the Mo family's things from me. I tell you, it's useless for you to have Mo Jinghui's flesh and blood. It only counts if you can give birth to it. If you can't give birth, everything is in vain. If you know what's best for you, just go and die."

Xiaoyun looked at Nanxiang who was scolding her fiercely, and was so scared that she shook her hand away. She said excitedly: "You used to be a maid, too. You are lucky. You already have the young master. You have already gained a lot. Why don't you let me go? Why?"

Seeing Xiaoyun suddenly getting excited again, with eyes full of resentment and hatred, Nan Xiang's heart trembled for a moment, and she couldn't help but feel anxious: "Xiaoyun, didn't you take the medicine that Doctor Yan gave you?" She looked like she was having an illness, and if she didn't take the medicine, it would be troublesome.

Xiaoyun clenched her fists tightly, glared at her with resentment, and said through gritted teeth: "Of course you want me to take those medicines. You slandered me as having a mental illness. The medicines you asked me to take are actually poisons to my child. I tell you, I poured all the medicines into the toilet. I would not be so stupid as to take those poisons."

Nan Xiang was really shocked. No wonder she was so mentally abnormal. It turned out that she had not taken any medicine. She said anxiously, "Xiao Yun, I am not slandering you. You are really sick. Only by taking medicine can you get better. If you don't take medicine, your illness will get worse and worse, and your child will be in danger."

"Don't say anything. Don't even think about tricking me into taking those poisons. Yan Shaofeng was sent by you to deceive me. He lied to me that he was Jinghui's friend. I have never met him, and I have never heard Jinghui mention him. You are so cruel. You actually resorted to such a vicious trick to harm the baby in my belly."

Xiaoyun's face was full of anger. Fortunately, she was smart and did not fall for their trick, otherwise the baby in her belly would have been killed by them long ago. Jinghui knew that she could not keep their child, and he would definitely blame her.

Nan Xiang shook her head sadly: "That's not the case, Xiaoyun, listen to me, you are really sick, and your illness is getting worse. You can only get better if you listen to the doctor and take medicine well."

"You still want to trick me into taking those poisons, but I'm not so stupid. I won't do as you wish..." She was not sick. She kept saying that she was sick just to harm her. Xiaoyun took a step back. In her excitement, she didn't realize that she was standing on the edge of a very dangerous cliff.

Nan Xiang saw that she was in danger, so she held out her hand to her and said, "Xiao Yun, don't worry, I really won't hurt you. It's dangerous for you to stand there. Come here first, don't stand there, come over here and talk, come over here and talk later, come here quickly."

Xiaoyun saw her reaching out her hand to her and thought she was going to push her down. A look of horror immediately appeared on her face: "You want to push me down, and you still say you are not trying to hurt me. You just want to hurt me. I won't let you hurt me..."

"Xiao Yun, how could I hurt you? It's dangerous for you to stand there. Come here quickly and I'll pull you up." Nan Xiang was afraid that she would fall down because of her momentary trance, so she quickly stepped forward, grabbed her wrist and tried to pull her back.

Xiaoyun immediately waved her hands vigorously, struggling as if frightened, and said excitedly: "You are so vicious, you want to harm my child and me, I won't let you succeed, you are the one who will die."

As Xiaoyun spoke, she suddenly grabbed Nanxiang's wrist with her backhand and pulled her to the edge of the cliff.

Nan Xiang was immediately shocked and said anxiously, "Xiao Yun, don't do this."

Nan Xiang tried hard to keep herself steady, but she was pregnant and her body was heavy and easily unbalanced. When she was held by the hand, her body staggered forward and one foot stepped on the edge of the cliff, which scared her so much that her heart almost jumped out.