Repairing the Past

Chapter 45

A few days later..

After the capital was hit by a severe snowstorm, it appeared that everyone in their respective residence was working to clean up the piles of snow on each side.

Even with city roads, the government deployed hundreds of soldiers in each area to clean the access in and out of it evenly.

No exception to the Chu residence which was indeed preparing for the wedding of the youngest princess.

All the servants were deployed to eliminate the remains of the storm in each pavilion. Except for the cold pavilion that belonged to Chu Yao.

Aunt Hui and Xier grumbled with the favoritism mistress Xun had done to them.

The two men wanted to complain to the employer but it seemed that the employer was reluctant to discuss the matter to the father.

"Let's just do what we can. What matters is that the parts we pass often are clean from the rest of the storm." Chu Yao's comment responded to Xier's complaint about Madam Xun's favoritism and the piles of snow that enveloped their pavilion.

Mo Yan fitted a thick coat of white furry to Chu Yao who was standing at the door of the room.

"You look different than the winter clothes you wear." Tempted Chu Yao when she saw the new clothes she bought fitted right into Mo Yan's strapping body.

The young man did not flinch. Still standing with a flat face that became his trademark.

Chu Yao smiled. Grabbing the man's palm and grasping it tightly.

"Have you had your tonic?" Chu Yao's question was accompanied by a slow nod of the man.

Chu Yao looked up, looking at the cloudless white sky. Then his gaze turned on the figure of Mo Yan beside him.

Highlight the female's eyes stared with a probing look.

Mo Yan pretended not to notice it. He even wondered why Chu Yao cast such a glance at him.

"Do you know what Dad's been doing lately? I heard he didn't come out of his private room for two days. "

Mo Yan's hand clenched without cause, "The general seems to be gathering information on the amount of wealth the prime minister and empress have."

Chu Yao raised an eyebrow, "really?"

"Yes." Yeah." Mo Yan replied short.

Chu Yao's eyeballs rolled from the face to Mo Yan's unfocused movements, "Does father plan on attacking those two with the evidence he had already gathered at the Empire's regular meeting today?"

"Looks not. The general did not go to the palace today. If my conjecture is not false, it is likely that the evidence of the information he gathered has been handed over to the eighth prince."

Chu Yao no longer discussed the general. Now his focus was shifted to Mo Yan's unbalanced movements with sweat droplets running down his handsome face.

The young man retreated unintentionally with a hand that held his head.

"You okay?" Chu Yao asked with Mo Yan's head on.

Mo Yan pretended.

Ever since he took a sip of the tonic that Chu Yao provided, his body felt increasingly weakened. His head was throbbing with increasingly heavy drowsiness.

'There is something strange about the tonic!' Mo Yan bathed.

Chu Yao gave a mysterious smile, "We'd better go inside. Cold weather is not good for your recovery."

With a graceful gesture, Chu Yao pulled Mo Yan to follow her into the room. He did not hesitate to ask the man to sit on the edge of the couch.

Mo Yan was suspicious of Chu Yao's unusual gurgle. But he did not dare to say what he thought.

Maybe that was just his guess. There was no way the girl could make herself helpless.

Slowly but surely Mo Yan's gaze was misty. Occasionally he shook his head withstanding the drowsiness that suddenly attacked.

His large fingers clutched tightly at the end of the blanket. Trying to maintain his consciousness.

But his efforts did not produce results. His trained body remained inferior to the medicinal effects that Ye Zuan had given Chu Yao. The young man fell with a hunting breath because of a plan that had been devised by the woman he loved.

"A, what... What did you give in that tonic?" Mo Yan asked with a nearly lost consciousness.

Chu Yao walked up to Mo Yan and stroked the man's face with mixed feelings. The sadness and pain in his heart he could not hide.

"I'm sorry. I had to do this for your own good. Go back to your family. Live life well. Forget everything! Forget about our relationship! You deserve to be happy. " Say Chu Yao with red, teary eyes.

Mo Yan's jaw hardened with a choked esophagus. He wants to rebel. The look on his face seemed to convey that the action that Chu Yao took was not right. But his voice could not come out.

The woman was acting too extreme. Without caring for Mo Yan's feelings in the slightest. The frustrated and helpless gaze of the man had made a new wound in Chu Yao's heart.

It was fitting for Chu Yao to be summoned with an arrogant girl who had no heart. In addition to easily killing people without fear, he also easily does things that are beyond reason like that to people he loves.

Instead of everyone else, Chu Yao herself had cursed herself.

"I'm sorry.. I'm sorry..."

Chu Yao grabbed that trembling hand and placed it right on her cheek that had been soaked by tears.

"I'm still here. Sleep well. Later you will see a new sight when you open your eyes.. " Whisper Chu Yao with a tight hug.

Mo Yan did not respond. His eyes slowly closed and his body was hollow. The young man was unconscious. He will be asleep for a long time.

Chu Yao bit her lip. Pecking the top of Mo Yan's head was so deep. The tear dam can no longer hold. It was as if he had just realized his unwillingness to let go.

"A-Wei.. "

The young man who had been in hiding had instantly appeared when his name was called.

"Have you delivered my message?"

"Already, miss. They've been preparing to wait for me to bring my brother."

"Good... " Say Chu Yao in a flat tone, ".. Take Mo Yan away right now! Make sure he doesn't come to your senses until you get to Alorra safely!"

A-Wei obeys the orders. With one move he had brought Mo Yan in his carriage.

Chu Yao turned her back when A-Wei was about to exit the room. But his footsteps suddenly came to a halt with hesitation.

"But what about the lady?"

Without turning around, Chu Yao replied, "Don't worry about me. You are quite a friend of Mo Yan. Replace my position to monitor his recovery. Make sure he's healthy. Anyhow!"

The young man looked at Chu Yao's back with an ironic look. In fact, he did not have the heart to leave the lady whom he had been guarding for a long time in a manner of concern.

What more if the real master opened his eyes and later realized he was leaving Chu Yao to fight alone. His life may not survive.

But as a subordinate, he had no choice. He must carry out orders without negotiating anything against his employer.

This is the best final decision for everyone. He will not regret if his head will float because of the outpouring of anger of the last successor Alorra.

"good. Please take care of yourself, miss."

A-Wei disappeared. Leaving behind a piercing cold atmosphere in Chu Yao's respiratory cavity.

On the corner of the road, the carriage of general Luo and minister Chen waited impatiently.

Every now and then they flicked through the window curtains just to confirm A-Wei's arrival with Mo Yan.

Not long after, the silhouette of A-Wei appeared from a distance.

The two old men opened the door curtain as wide as possible to help A-Wei get Mo Yan's body into the carriage easily.

In an instant, the party sped away leaving the capital.

Elsewhere, Xier brought two servings of dinner as usual to Chu Yao's room.

He had not had time to put it on the table, the master instead asked him to bring back all the food without the need to leave one.

"From now on, just provide one serving of food." Chu Yao's command did not move in the slightest from the pile of books she had read.

"good. Meal escort Mo will I deliver to his room directly."

"No need!" Prevent Chu Yao with a wistful look, "Mo Yan is gone." Add it with a hoarse voice. It was as if he was pretending to be firm withstanding the pain that was almost bubbling up in his chest.

"He's not coming back, so you don't have to prepare anything for him anymore. From tomorrow please sort out all of Mo Yan's belongings and store them in storage. I want the room to be empty."

Chu Yao's feigned smile made Xier's motion suddenly go awry.

The maid did not know the cause of Mo Yan's departure, but one thing left her inexhaustible, though, how could the man just leave when the relationship between Mo Yan and the master was already so deep.

In fact, it was common knowledge in the cold pavilion that the two often spent time together. Not just during the day. Also, at night both are often both.

No one would have thought that the man would leave the beautiful woman alone.

Something really unexpected.

But Xier did not dare to ask. He simply nodded obediently and left the master in the grasp of the night.

The cold weather due to the snow falling back almost no different from the atmosphere of the room at that time.

So pierced up to the bone of the marrow.

Chu Yao trembled. Clutching his body with his tiny fingers while returning to pull a thick blanket and lie comfortably on his bed that is quite spacious.

Although in the corner of the room there are several small fireplaces as a warmer, but it can not reduce the freezing in his heart.

Slowly, those clear eyes closed. Not the effect of sleepiness. But more on fatigue that exceeds the limit.

No matter how he feels, at least, the condition of the body must be healthy to just enliven the wedding of his stepbrother tomorrow.