Repairing the Past

Chapter 31

The Empress threw all the objects on her writing table. Brushes, ink, paper and books were everywhere. Her beautiful face looks frustrated. Her breath was hunting with a slightly ambiguous hairdo.

The crown prince and eunuch Han bowed in fear. The empress' emotions this time were completely out of control anymore.

The woman had already destroyed her private room since a few hours ago. After the new information he received from his private spy.

"Yes Zuan! How dare he approach Chu Yao directly! It seems that he has already begun to interfere in the affairs of the bastard child! And now the Emperor had already appointed her to absolute power over Chang Le's marriage. Did the old man want to announce his partiality to the eighth prince blatantly?!" Raung the empress with her seat.

"Ayahanda will not dare to put up a fight against us, will not grandfather have a strong influence in the government?" Entertain the crown prince.

"Your naivety will make you fall! When do you think only your grandfather has any influence in this country? You think that Ye Zuan and general Chu are just scarecrows? You think they don't have the support behind them like your grandfather the prime minister?! You fool!!!" Hardik empress while throwing a teacup in front of her favorite child.

"Your Majesty, calm yourself. We can definitely overcome this problem. " Eunuch Han said soothingly.

"You! You two....!!!! Ahhhhh!!!! Tell that stupid kid how worried the situation is right now!"

Her majesty the empress sat down with a frown on her forehead. Throbbing after throbbing began to crawl every nerve arrangement in his head. With trembling, he drank a few grains of tranquilizer that he had long consumed. As a result, his emotions slowly subsided within a few minutes.

"Kill the bastard!" Tukas the empress towards the Han eunuch, but then changed back, "No, I want you to bring her alive to me. Anyhow!"

Eunuch Han bowed assentingly. It is only natural that the queen feels the cause of all the problems she faces starts from the curiosity of the girl. If not for Chu Yao's tenacity to figure out the root cause of Meng's early death, it was certain that none of this would have inflamed the empress.

The empress' right hand was resigned. In addition to his intention to carry out the order, he also deliberately avoided himself from amukkan emotions of the number one woman in Airland. Let the child be the same as the outpouring of the wrath of the empress.

"Um, what should I do to help with mom's plan?" Ask the crown prince timidly.

The empress looked up. As if to eat the man round and round. The crown prince knows himself. His mouth shut for a moment. Waiting for the mother to speak according to the mood she has.

"Are you wondering why I'm after General Chu's first daughter?" Guess the empress accompanied by a light nod of the crown prince.

"The boy is your brother. The child that the Emperor had been protecting for the past dozen years. If the child is still alive, His Majesty will never give the queen position to the mother. Shixun's figure must still be ringing clearly in his mind." Obviously the empress while gripping the strong fingers that lentik.

"Only by eliminating the girl will His Majesty focus on the original purpose of our marriage. And your position won't falter just because of Ye Zuan."

The crown prince immediately understood what his mother was worried about.

Everyone knew that the eighth prince was only born from a lowly noble concubine. Unlike the status of the crown prince who was born from a woman who bears the title of nobility from the direct descendants of the prime minister.

However, all of that would backfire if Ye Zuan gained the support of Chu Yao. Although born to a mother who was a prisoner of war, but the initial status of Meng Shixun was the daughter of a king. The noble status of the empress was nothing compared to the noble status of concubine Meng.

If the Emperor confirmed his son's status and made most of the neutral officials support him. As well as additional support on the part of general Chu and his minions. It was certain that Ye Zuan would shift Ye Lang's position as crown prince.

With the affirmation of Chu Yao's status as one of the Emperor's legitimate daughters and Meng Shixun, it was likely that the entire Merva would give the girl full support.

How not, the child is the only remaining successor of the Merva Kingdom. Before it was too late, the Queen had to act immediately.

"Your job is to keep an eye on the people who are protecting the girl. Make sure they don't get in the way of mom's plans. Do it subtly. Don't let you reveal your own identity!" The queen's assertion to the crown prince.

The thin-faced young man nodded in understanding. He then resigned after paying his respects.

After all the explanations he received, he increasingly understood that the problems they faced were not simple.

Neither Chu Yao nor Ye Zuan, both of them were equally dangerous. If it is not immediately cleared, it will put him and the empress in danger.

His resolve is round. He will defend his position in any way. Although he had to eliminate his brothers one by one.

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The autumn wind at night is getting cold. Chu Yao walked out of the cold pavilion kitchen with a bowl of warm noodles.

Everyone was fast asleep except for two maids sent by the queen. The two maids bowed their bodies, saluting him.

Chu Yao merely turned her head for a moment without caring about them. In fact, the names of the two men alone until this he did not know.

They're not important. Just waiting for the right time to get rid of those people.

Chu Yao placed the noodle bowl on the garden table located right in front of her private room. The corner of his lips slightly lifted when he realized the presence of someone near him.

"Stop looking at me from that place, come here! Accompany me to eat here." Chu Yao said to the figure of the man who kept watching her from behind the tree.

Mo Yan showed himself. He stepped over to Chu Yao and sat right beside the woman.

Chu Yao shifted the position of the noodle bowl in front of her towards Mo Yan. He told the guard to eat the noodles with a signal. Next to his eyebrows rose with his head slightly tilted.

The man did not dare. The noodles remained intact untouched in the slightest. Chu Yao sighed. Take the chopsticks and wrap the noodles there.

"Open your mouth!" Mo Yan reflexively rewinded his body as the girl attempted to bribe him.

"I'm still full, miss." Refuse Mo Yan subtly. In fact, the man had not eaten at all.

Not because you are not hungry. His appetite disappeared instantly since stealing the talk of general Chu and the Emperor.

Although Chu Yao did not understand what had happened to the young man, Chu Yao was well aware that Mo Yan had indeed not filled his stomach. The young man's face looked slightly pale and full of fatigue.

Again, Chu Yao let out a long sigh. His hand grabbed Mo Yan's shirt and pulled him. Their bodies automatically close together. Face to face.

"If you don't want me to feed you with these chopsticks, do I need a bribe to use my mouth?" Temptation Chu Yao.

Mo Yan's face immediately blushed. He retrieved the chopsticks from Chu Yao's white fingers. Without saying much he finished the noodles and left an empty bowl in front of him.

Chu Yao smiled with satisfaction. It was rare to be able to watch Mo Yan blush due to such a trivial matter.

Without waiting for a long time the girl told the bodyguard to follow her into the room. Mo Yan knew the habits of his master. Quickly close the door of the room as much as possible so that no one hears the conversation they are about to do.

"Where's A-Wei? I haven't seen her since I got back from the kitchen?" Chu Yao asked pretended to be confused even though she knew very well that it was Mo Yan who told the man to leave for a while.

"I asked him to go somewhere. Maybe tomorrow morning A-Wei's back. Does the lady want him to order something?"

The man was confused but still accepted it without the slightest rebuttal.

"Clean your body. The bathtub is there. Go!" Chu Yao's orders while pointing towards the room behind her bed.

Mo Yan according. He hurried off to the direction Chu Yao pointed at. In an instant the athletic body was already in a tub filled with water and rose petals.

"Have a soak! Relax your stiff facial muscles! Your stress almost infected me!" Chu Yao said as she read a book in her hand.

Mo Yan did not refute. The distinctive aroma he liked had hypnotized him. Make her more immersed in the overflow of water until the pieces of rose petals that cover the entire hair.

For a few minutes there was no sound from either. They are busy with their own thoughts.

Chu Yao closed her eyes as she spread her head on one of the room's support poles. His mind drifted far away somewhere.

It was so far away that it was unaware of Mo Yan's presence.

The man was already dressed neatly in the black casual dress that Chu Yao had given him earlier. His wet hair, randomly scattered and seemed to have begun to dry on several sides.

"You done yet?" Said Chu Yao in a somewhat surprised tone of voice.

He did not expect his alertness to decline. It was fortunate that the one before him right now was Mo Yan. If it was his enemy, it could be that his life had already been to the afterlife a few minutes ago.

Mo Yan realized Chu Yao's shock. Instead of asking, the young man chose to keep his mouth shut. It's in a dilemma. Saying what he has heard or remaining silent.

"Did you find anything suspicious while tailing Dad?" Chu Yao asked as she walked to pick up a small towel in the closet.

"... No, madam. I didn't make it. Miss can give me punishment. " Answer Mo Yan with a flat face. He chose to keep the information he obtained today a secret. At least for a while.

"It's not your fault. It's a little hard to find a gap from dad." Limpal Chu Yao relaxed as she pulled Mo Yan's body to sit at the end of her bed.

"Don't move!" Chu Yao muttered as the handsome man tried to distance himself from the girl's petite hands.

Mo Yan was petrified. His brain suddenly felt empty as Chu Yao rubbed her half-drenched hair with a dry towel.

His hands clenched tightly. His lips are getting closer together. It was as if she could not believe that the girl was drying her hair. That unorthodox act really made Mo Yan at a loss for words.

The other was with Chu Yao. The girl was instead preoccupied with speculations and diverse plans in her head.

"Tonight sleep here. Lie down on my bed... " Tell the girl with a complex view, "... I don't know why I don't feel so good tonight."

Chu Yao did not lie. His current mixed feelings were unclear. It was so bad that it made him not want to sleep.

Chu Yao's remark had made Mo Yan awkward. Although he wanted to refuse but suddenly his throat felt choked. The woman's sad face had isolated her movements. Like not like, inevitably he must follow the orders of the master.

Mo Yan lay on his back. Positioning both of his hands directly above his muscular stomach. He closed his eyes. Pretend to be asleep according to the previous instructions.

The man tried to relax despite noticing Chu Yao's gaze continued towards him.

A minute passed...

Two minutes passed...

Up to three hours later...

Long enough Mo Yan had to pretend to be asleep, until the rhythm of the girl's regular breathing rang out from behind the pile of books.

As usual, the sword-like thick-browed young man raised his master's body very gently. He laid the tiny body in a fine satin blanket.

With great care, he rubbed the strands of hair that covered part of the pretty face.

Mo Yan's dilemma. Confusion swept over him.

Should he say all the information he had obtained in the Imperial palace?

How did the woman respond when she heard the fact that the man she considered to be a real father was not a real father?

Not to mention the fact that she was the emperor's biological daughter and that was the reason the empress had been watching her movements all along.

And even more epic, the emperor would sacrifice the girl's life with a deadly poison.

Mo Yan's jaw hardened. Regret and anger appeared in his sharp eyes. He really could not deny that he hated the selfish Emperor so much.

Emperor Long Jin Mao had acted at will without regard for the feelings of others.

In the past, because of his young ambition, the entire Mo Yan family had been slaughtered with nothing left. Alorra. Innocent people became the victims of the old man's greed.

Not satisfied with Alorra, Merva was also in an invasion by him. Without guilt instead married the daughter of the king Merva who still remains. Instead of being protected, it is hidden with a charade.

And the charade comes back to sacrificing the future of others. General Chu and his family suffered greatly to cover up the emperor's mistakes.

And now, the emperor wants to kill his own daughter to secure the position.

Is there a man more insane than the emperor of Airland?

Is it appropriate for Chu Yao to have that male blood on her body?

Mo Yan shriveled wryly.

On one hand he wanted Chu Yao to obtain happiness. On the other hand, there was an instinct of wanting to kill the emperor within him.

As Alorra's only remaining prince, a sense of vengeance increasingly filled his mind. However, if he does so he will hurt the feelings of the woman he loves.

Mo Yan closed his eyes. His brain was currently attacking each other. The more he is forced to find a solution, the more dead ends he must choose. Inevitably he had to wait for a reply letter from minister Chen and general Luo in order to get the right decision.