Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!-Chapter 802: Mo Si Huang’s Secret
"What’s she doing in there?"
Su Li looked at Lu Xiaomian, who was wielding a welding torch inside, rubbed her chin, and clicked her tongue, saying, "No idea what kind of Immortal experiment she’s conducting..."
Lu Xiaomian would usually be asleep by this time, so seeing her conducting an experiment at this hour was incredibly surprising to both Su Li and Xu Haohao.
After receiving Xuan Ting’s assurance, Su Li finally felt she could have a good night’s sleep.
She thought Tuanzi, that little kid, should have been asleep by now, but just as Su Li lay down, she received a goodnight message from Tuanzi on her phone.
Su Li was a bit surprised; still awake at this hour?
[Tuanzi loves Mama the most: Tomorrow the school club has a Go match, Grandpa Butler is coaching Tuanzi.]
But as he was being coached, Uncle came by to watch the fun indifferently by the side, nearly scaring him into placing the Go piece in the wrong spot.
Grandpa Butler stroked his beard, laughed heartily, and said, "Let’s not show off in front of the expert. Young Master Sun, why not let the gentleman show you a few tricks?"
An hour later, Tuanzi had to admit that this annoying uncle was indeed the reputed connoisseur of Music, Chess, Calligraphy, and Painting...
Su Li felt somewhat awkward seeing this. Play Go? She had no idea how; she wondered if Feng Huaijin did.
After advising Tuanzi to rest early, Su Li lay down as well.
After a dreamless night, the gentle morning sun filtered through the lightly floating gauze curtains, softly landing on Su Li’s charming face.
Instinctively, Su Li tugged at the thin quilt, pulling it over her head to block out the spring sunshine outside the window.
It seemed something fell to the ground, and Su Li scratched her messy hair, sat up suddenly, and mumbled drowsily, "What was that?"
She opened her bleary eyes and saw a slightly worn blue-stitched book quietly lying on the pure white carpet beside the bed.
Su Li instantly became alert. Could it be that Xuan Ting had retrieved it from Mo Si Huang for her overnight?
Su Li almost wanted to give Xu Haohao a few enthusiastic kisses. How was she so smart to invite Xuan Ting to be a bodyguard at home?
Anyone else couldn’t possibly have slipped the book discreetly out from Mo Si Huang’s grasp.
Seated on the ground, Su Li immediately opened the tattered book, which was filled with vertically arranged traditional characters. The first page was the preface.
Su Li read with great attention, gradually furrowing her brows in increasing astonishment.
"In the Ninth Year of Tianqi, I accompanied the master to reside in Jiangnan; the master fell in love with the young nobleman... I wish to bear the burden for the master in this life until my death and soul’s dispersion."
The preface told a remarkably plain story. Su Li presumed it was an ancient tale of unrequited love, where a man, possibly a subordinate, secretly harbored feelings for the young lady he was supposed to protect. However, the young lady fell for the Princely Heir of the Jiangnan Royal Mansion, thus pledging to take the punishment on behalf of the master.
Su Li looked at the brief passage, her delicate brows lightly knitted, feeling that the words had an incomplete beginning and end, without explaining the cause and effect clearly.
Nonetheless, Su Li wasn’t bothered and continued reading rapidly.
Su Li’s gaze abruptly halted, her pupils suddenly dilating several times in shock.
"As you live, so do I. If you die, I shall go before you to the Chaos. With the fire cloud pattern on my body as proof, despite the vicissitudes of life, my heart shall not change."
Su Li suddenly thought of Mo Si Huang, and she gasped sharply.
Even though the morning sun was shining, Su Li involuntarily shivered with a chill.
Could it be... that Mo Si Huang, as depicted in the preface, wouldn’t live if she died?
