
The window is slightly open. Letting the twilight sky blow the wind to just provide coolness in that spacious room.
Chu Yao retracted the corner of her lips as she felt the arrival of the man who had always appeared secretly beside her. The man's face was flat as usual. Standing as if waiting to be called by him.
"Your Majesty, Xu Xiao Yan.. You're no longer my personal bodyguard. Why just stare there?"
Mo Yan's forehead wrinkled as Chu Yao called out to him by his real name. I don't know why the call sounded like a mockery in his ear.
"Why? You don't like me calling you by your full name?" Tempt Chu Yao while tilting her head.
Mo Yan turned his face, "I'd rather you call me Mo Yan."
Chu Yao gave a smile and extended her hand. Mo Yan who was expressionless was replying with the same thing.
"alright.. I will call you by the name of Mo Yan. Are you satisfied?"
Chu Yao's remark sounded like an inducement yet Mo Yan liked it. The young man even let the woman hold his palm for quite a long time.
Mo Yan turned his hand and clasped his large fingers interspersed with Chu Yao's small and slender fingers. They make the couple admire each other.
"How was your meeting with Airland's emissary?" Chirped Chu Yao while giving a small massage on Mo Yan's forehead that was still wrinkled.
The man came back with a cloudy face. His memories summoned the silhouette of Zhao Ming De that he disliked automatically.
"Everything went well." Mo Yan replied briefly while clasping his female hand with a spoiled feeling.
He added in a sour tone, "You might not have expected that one of the envoys would be your sister-in-law, Zhao Ming De."
"Young master Zhao? Is he the scholar you mean?"
Mo Yan cleared his throat softly answering the question Chu Yao asked, "your memory is so bright about that man."
Chu Yao did not care about the implied unwillingness that Mo Yan gave her. He preoccupies himself with his subjective thoughts.
"The emperor not only appointed Ye Zuan as the crown prince, even sent away the officials who used to be allied with the eighth prince... But why instead give a special post to Zhao Ming De. What does this mean?"
Chu Yao massaged her small throbbing forehead. He may be on the run with an unknown identity but he is still connected to the latest news in the capital Airland.
He knew that the power-mad man had exiled his older brother, Chu Zhan, in Jiang city. Making the companion prince's status no longer meaningful and not considered everywhere.
Chu Yao tightly clenched her molar. Feel the endless wrath. Every time he discussed Long Jin Mao's matter, all the negative emotions within him instantly ignited as fast as lightning.
Mo Yan pulled the tip of Chu Yao's clothes. As if trying to remind her of her existence. To Mo Yan, Chu Yao no longer needed to force herself to face everything. He has always been the vanguard for his women.
"If my conjecture is not wrong, it is likely that all of it was done to bind the loyalty of neutral officials to side with the Emperor's government. " Murm Mo Yan while guiding Chu Yao's footsteps towards the long sideboard at the end of the room.
"That means the old man's been forced. He was even indifferent to Zhao Ming De's status. Did he really forget that the man was the son-in-law of the late general whom he had once slandered?!" Chu Yao who almost let out a rude swearing.
Mo Yan replied lightly, "is he the type of person who has high concern?"
"If that were the case, he would not have massacred the innocent people of Di Alorra two decades ago!"
Chu Yao instantly fell silent. Mo Yan's words were so cold as if he was unsheathing the tip of his sword right on the chest of the girl.
The woman was flabbergasted, realizing that the man was still holding a grudge against the Airland Emperor's ruthless actions. Naturally, it is impossible to negate the painful feeling of losing loved ones.
However, even Chu Yao could not tell that she was feeling unwell. However, human blood does not know itself flowing profusely in his body. His heart felt a little claustrophobic, feeling responsible for the pain and wounds inflicted by his biological father.
The girl swallowed the saliva. Try to be flexible and calm. But it seemed that Mo Yan was aware of the change in the look of his female face.
Mo Yan sighed deeply then pulled Chu Yao in his arms.
"I'm sorry." Mo Yan kissed the top of Chu Yao's head with a feeling of guilt. It should not be easy to get carried away.
The young man diverted the conversation by taking out a dagger from inside the storage box. He then gave it to Chu Yao. The girl seemed to recognize the thing.
"You're keeping it? I thought this thing was seized by the Empire."
"A-Wei found her in Chu's house and brought her to me." Mo Yan said as he pointed out another one, "i've not only kept the dagger, but also the sachet bag you made back then."
Chu Yao smiled as well as felt amused. It could be that such a bad thing Mo Yan still kept well.
Mo Yan took the sachet pouch and kept it inside his shirt. With a gentle gesture, he brought Chu Yao with his footsteps behind the room.
"Tomorrow the day after tomorrow, we will travel quite a distance. I've asked A-Wei to tell Fu Bai." Mo Yan said as he lay leisurely on the small cot on the balcony of the room which was directly connected to the waterfall behind.
Mo Yan looked at the white-nosed face beside him with a shahdu look, "is it beautiful?"
Chu Yao simply nodded her head slowly without even a single look away. Make the man have to try a little hard to lock the attention of the girl.
"What are you doing?" Chu Yao asked as Mo Yan pulled his body. Mo Yan revealed a mysterious smile as Chu Yao lay down with him.
Mo Yan's rough fingers grasped the delicate chin of the beautiful woman. Mo Yan's flat expression did not change. He only did a gentle elution on Chu Yao's face that had been cold from the wind from the waterfall in front of him.
Mo Yan looked at the awkwardness of Chu Yao from behind her black bead. The face of the woman who was blushing made her boundary fluctuate.
Instead of restraining himself, the man's lips had actually fused with Chu Yao's reddish lips. Gently apply pressure and slowly cram. Making an intoxicating illusion between the two.
Chu Yao gasped but chose not to give a rejection. He closed his eyes. Enjoying a strange foreign sensation, which is getting longer and more popping in her stomach. Making her emphasize herself more deeply in each pawn that Mo Yan gave.
The link slowly came off with breaths hunting each other. Mo Yan's gaze locked onto Chu Yao's focus which was now beneath him. He again colonized women who had captivated him with more aggressive treatment.
Mo Yan's deep and intense kiss had made Chu Yao sigh involuntarily. Causing Mo Yan's mane instincts to groan.
Mo Yan released that tension with all his might. Restrained himself as best he could to make him slightly staggered with a dark look.
The young man still shackled the body of the girl in his arms. Letting them feel each other's heartbeat almost out from behind the respiratory cavity. Enjoy the pain of the turmoil that always demands more.
"You're making me lost. You really have to take responsibility." Erang Mo Yan who was still intoxicated by the sweet fragrance from the top of Chu Yao's head. His voice became a little heavy and hoarse.
The woman chuckled with a face that was still flushed, "what kind of responsibility do you want?"
Mo Yan bellowed while closing his eyes with his right arm. He seemed embarrassed to answer. The tip of his tongue suddenly became a machete.
Chu Yao waited with a wide smile. He again teased Mo Yan's defensive fortifications with his fingers playing comfortably on his neck and the handsome face of the man.
"It's been quite a tease of me. " Whisper Mo Yan ragged. He caught Chu Yao's naughty fingers and placed them on the chest of his field.
"You're driving me crazy. You must have me! Marry me!"
Chu Yao chuckled at Mo Yan's ambiguous proposal. Makes the man even more agitated from embarrassment. He simply smiled, without giving any acceptance to even the rejection of Mo Yan's bold action back then.
Mo Yan felt a little disappointed, yet he was not discouraged. He was determined to repeat the proposal at a later time. He will make the woman accept him. Howsoever.
***
The Shen residence..
The prime minister's daughter, Shen Xue Ying, knelt down to beg her father to put his name on the list of people who would go to visit Airland with the Emperor.
The woman even persuaded Shen Ruo Nan to support her.
He claimed that he had the right to go with the Emperor because of the engagement status that had bound them.
"Wouldn't I be a queen. I will be by the Emperor's side in the future. So it's not unusual for me to be with him on a state visit this time." Shen Xue Ying was half sulking.
The prime minister is angry. His face looks red like a tomato, "Think as you please! That man will never want to make you his companion! Did you see that whole rest stop? There are gunmen everywhere!"
The old man chimed again, "Didn't you know from the beginning that the engagement story was just a fabrication. For the sake of strengthening my authority over the affairs of the palace and the country! It was just a deal. Mutual relationships are common in the political world. Don't let you fall asleep!"
The series of explanations the prime minister spoke of did not seem to dampen Shen Xue Ying's spirit either. He remains stubborn. However, he had to join the group to Airland.
"But father, the female physician was there too! Everyone knows they live in the same room. It proves that his majesty is interested in women. "
"Miss Fu over there is only treating the noble! You don't spread slander like that!"
"But father.. "
"ENOUGH!"
The prime minister is getting angry. The old man eventually left his two children.
"Sister.. " Shen Xue Ying's whine to Shen Ruo Nan, "Help me persuade dad."
Shen Ruo Nan sighed, "right father, Xue Ying. This trip is not just an ordinary country visit. There's a special mission we have to complete and it won't be easy to bring a girl like you."
"So you consider me a burden?" Shen Xue Ying exclaimed in annoyance.
He bent his lips and left in front of his brother. Shen Xue Ying's emotions did indeed slightly make her resentful. Instead of being angry, the prime minister's son shook his head. I hope that woman doesn't make a move.