Transmigrated into a vicious female supporting role, reborn as a hostage to the paranoid male protag

Chapter 287 The dusk is deep, and I have a good night’s sleep.

Mo Yunsheng looked at Su Yingxue in front of him. She was wearing a linen dress, had a snow-white and slightly pale face, and a cloth wrapped around her forehead, but her eyes were as clear as a child's.

Mo Yunsheng couldn't help but smile bitterly. When she looked at him, she was calm, composed, and confused.

Mo Yunsheng was silent for a moment. He wanted to tell her the truth, but what he said in the end was, "You are Sister Axue."

"I'm Mo Yunsheng. We're engaged, but we haven't gotten married yet."

"I fell off a cliff while fighting with the enemy and ended up here by accident. Since the main house has limited space, I hope they will take me in. I'll tell them you're my wife."

"But don't worry, Sister Axue, Yun Sheng will observe etiquette."

Mo Yunsheng's eyes darkened. He knew that a gentleman should not act like this, but he felt that the prince who was now completely defenseless towards her was much better than the prince who had rejected him thousands of miles away and wrote a farewell letter before.

He longed for the calmness and confusion in her eyes when she looked at him, as well as the subtle dependence hidden in them.

Even if Your Highness regains his memory and blames me later, I do not want to miss this opportunity to get closer to Your Highness.

"So, we have an engagement?"

Su Yingxue stared at her with her big eyes and asked softly, "Is it really so?"

Mo Yunsheng looked at Su Yingxue, who was as white as a piece of white paper. He had to admit that he was greedy for Su Yingxue's eyes that did not reject him.

He was greedy for her eyes that were as pure as when he first met her.

He also coveted her willingness to give him a chance to get along normally.

"Yes, but don't worry, Sister Xue. We are only pretending to be a couple because of the situation. Once we find a way to leave this place, we will no longer pretend to be a couple."

"Yun Sheng will definitely treat me with the same courtesy as before and will not be rude in the slightest."

Mo Yunsheng looked at Su Yingxue, his eyes filled with clear sincerity and indescribable tenderness.

Mo Yunsheng poured her a cup of warm tea and handed it to her, then went out to heat up her food and brought it to her.

After tea and dinner, he cleaned up everything and let her sleep and recuperate, while he quietly chopped all the firewood in the yard and stacked it carefully.

As dusk was about to fall, Aunt Wang and Uncle Wang returned, and the two small wooden houses stood silently in the quiet forest at the bottom of the cliff.

Smoke curled up and down. In the night, the four of them lit a bonfire not far from the stone table and chairs in the fenced yard, and ate a simple meal around the stone table.

"Mr. Mo, your wife has woken up. Your worries are finally settled, aren't they?" Aunt Wang said with a smile. "The bottom of the cliff is isolated from the outside world. There are only the most basic meals and no effective medicine."

"Madam Mo, the wound on your forehead is serious. I'm afraid it may leave a scar if it's not treated properly, which will cause you pain." Aunt Wang sighed.

"Thank you, Auntie and Uncle, for taking me in and taking good care of me. If we can leave this place one day, my husband and I will be very grateful." Seeing this, Su Yingxue smiled and bowed to show her gratitude.

As night falls, the sky is filled with falling stars. The steep vertical cliff looks like a giant bottle, and the stars fall from the huge cliff above, which is a beautiful sight.

After finishing their meal, the old man and the old woman went back to the house early. Mo Yunsheng sat with Su Yingxue at the stone table, watching the stars and warming themselves by the bonfire.

"Mr. Mo, I've lost my memory. Are you sad?" Su Yingxue sighed. Her mind was empty, nothing. Only the memories Mo Yunsheng had instilled in her after she woke up.

She could see the unfaking tenderness and affection in Mo Yunsheng's eyes, but she just couldn't remember anything.

"Sister Axue," Mo Yunsheng turned around and looked at her, smiling gently, "regardless of whether Sister Axue has lost her memory or not, you are the most beautiful and unique existence in my heart."

"If you keep losing your memory, I will always take care of you."

"If you remember everything, I will respect your choice."

"As long as Sister Axue is happy and joyful, Yun Sheng is willing to fulfill whatever she wants."

"Rejoice what you rejoice, worry what you worry." Mo Yunsheng was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, slightly stained, but it couldn't deny his elegant and noble air. His face was like jade, his eyebrows were sharp, his eyes were bright, and Su Yingxue was a little confused by his words.

But the words "rejoice in what you rejoice in, worry about what you worry about" melted in her heart like a piece of candy.

At night, Mo Yunsheng made a low bed in another corner of the cabin using firewood and straw, and spread the bedding he had borrowed from Aunt Wang on it. Mo Yunsheng lay on the low bed, feeling at ease despite its simplicity.

Su Yingxue was sleeping on the bed. There was a small lamp on the table in the room. Mo Yunsheng made the bed and blew out the light. The whole room was quiet.

Su Yingxue tossed and turned, unable to sleep. The wound on her forehead hurt badly.

"Sister Axue, why can't you sleep?" Mo Yunsheng heard Su Yingxue tossing and turning in the dark night and asked softly.

"The wound hurts a little."

"Tomorrow, I'll go fishing with Sister Axue at the bottom of the cliff, and then go to the woods by the stream to collect herbs. Let's see if we can be lucky enough to find the right herbs for making Ma Fei San."

"This time it was sudden, and the medicine I brought only stopped the bleeding and healed the wound, but it didn't relieve the pain."

Mo Yunsheng sighed softly.

"Sorry to bother you, Mr. Mo."

Su Yingxue heard this and whispered.

"Why do we have to be so distant and polite to each other?"

Mo Yunsheng whispered, "How about, from now on, when Sister Axue is alone, just call me Brother Mo?"

"Once upon a time, Sister Axue always called me like this."

In the darkness, Su Yingxue keenly noticed the hint of sadness in Mo Yunsheng's voice when he said this.

She thought he was sad that she had forgotten him and the name they used to call her. For some unknown reason, a feeling of guilt welled up in her heart.

"Brother Mo, go to sleep early." Su Yingxue called softly, "I understand."

The dusk is deep, and I have a good night's sleep.