Repairing the Past

Repairing the Past
Chapter 64



Fu Bai took a deep and deep breath. He was looking for the right position to inform the real state of Chu Yao to the ruler of Alorra in front of him.


He also told how the woman survived the death sentence of the Airland emperor, "Everything is on the plan of the eighth prince" Fu Bai said.


"Ye Zuan asked me to make a poison that resembled the emperor's bone-melting poison. We exchanged the poison while in the dungeon. The effect is not as deadly as the original poison, if given the antidote at the right time."


"So Ye Zuan saved him. " Murm Mo Yan with a soft squeeze on Chu Yao's palm.


Fu Bai confirmed, "the eighth prince also told me to take Miss Chu as far as possible. We always move around with different identities to avoid suspicion. In the third year, when the situation was calmer and more conducive, then we began to rarely travel. We started to settle down in one place with the same identity. To this day."


"I think it's just that I'm so hard to find it." Mo Yan replied with a faint smile.


"I don't really know what has caused her to accumulate such deep trauma that it caused her body to cause such a reaction.." Fu Bai looked back at his adoptive sister who was still unconscious.


".. It's just, the disease always appears if triggered by some things, one of which is blood."


"Blood?" Repeated Mo Yan who was still not very understanding with Fu Bai's words.


"Not completely blood, there are some moments where blood or forms of oppression that occur in front of his eyes will call back bad memories embedded in his subconscious, and it will trigger an indeterminate emotional turmoil." Answer Fu Bai.


He again explained, "Miss Chu Yao's body response, which is not specific to every need of her body, has been disturbed by strange phenomena that occur in certain circumstances and also cannot be avoided. That's what causes it to change completely and uncontrollably.. "


"Don't our fight with Long Ye Lang earlier have triggered his illness?" Guess Mo Yang with his eyebrows clinging to each other.


Fu Bai nodded in agreement. "All of the health problems in the previous Ms. Chu Yao's body have experienced significant development to interfere with her psyche so as to create a psychological trauma of its own."


Mo Yan clenched his hands and hardened his jaws. His face was so bad in silence. It absorbed word for word that Fu Bai spoke with pain in his chest.


"This is not the first time this woman has collapsed." Fu Bai added as he picked up the tonic Fu Rong had already brought.


Mo Yan's gaze was moved. He threw a question by looking at Fu Bai's ashes as well.


Fu Bai smiled wryly, "He's been like this several times at the beginning of our escape year.."


"Your highness need not worry, big sister Hua is already in the fatigue reaction phase. He'll be conscious soon." Timpal Fu Rong while tidying up the medical equipment they had used.


Mo Yan glanced at the little girl then returned to Fu Bai who was checking her pulse.


Fu Bai gave a tonic to Mo Yan and again said, "there are three stages that Miss Chu will pass through if it is in an unstable condition.."


"..First he will enter the reaction phase. His body will make a defense against a threatening stressor. He will move his body to prepare for the challenge. The body reacts with a complex and integrated response involving the activation of the sympathetic nervous system, which increases the body's stimulation and triggers the release of stress hormones by the endocrine system. Changes in body condition due to stress associated with alert reactions.. "


"Once the stressor is gone his body will return to normal. If the stressor lasts for a long time, the body will enter a period of resistance reaction or adaptation stage. The release of stress hormones continues to be at a high level, but not as high as the alert reaction. At this stage his body is trying to renew the energy that has been used to repair the damage.."


Fu Bai paused for a moment and again said, "If the stress still continues, then the body enters the next stage, the fatigue reaction stage. And it is at this stage that Miss Chu is now at."


"We just don't know when he'll open his eyes." Expose Fu Bai with a slight breath.


Facing Fu Bai's words, Mo Yan was unable to speak for a long time. He simply looked at Chu Yao with a complex look.


Fu Bai gave some of the papers Fu Rong had brought to Mo Yan.


"That's the letters that Ye Zuan wrote in reply to my previous letters. There's some important information that your highness should know."


Fu Bai bowed and said his greetings before leaving the room with Fu Rong.


Mo Yan focused all his senses. Read one by one the words written on the sheet. Drowning all of his thoughts solely to digest every single information Ye Zuan had given him.


With a single rough squeeze, the sheet of paper had turned into inconsistent shapes on Mo Yan's large palm.


"A-Wei," Call Mo Yan in the middle of the empty room, "deliver my orders to the prime minister to gather all the ranks of government officials right now in the palace!"


"Good, master!" Reply A-Wei without appearing in front of her employer.


"And don't forget, separate the head and body of Long Ye Lang. Preserve. Keep his head somewhere else and put his body in a coffin. Send me the coffin with my letter!"


"Ready!"


A-Wei disappeared without a trace. Mo Yan walked towards the table and wrote down some letters with great seriousness.


He folded and wrapped it in such a way and then put it into a small bamboo rod.


Mo Yan whistled and for a moment a black eagle appeared in the sky of the garden. The eagle landed right on the young man's arm as soon as Mo Yan called out to him.


Mo Yan stroked the soft fur of the animal then gave a piece of meat into its beak.


"Take this letter to him!" The whisper of Mo Yan who tied a bamboo rod at the foot of the meat-eating bird.


With a single pat, the black eagle flew back leaving behind a cold face that stared at him from a distance.


Mo Yan pulled his robe and sword. He kissed her forehead and fixed the blanket that covered the fragile body.


"Wait me.. I'll be right back.." Whisper with eyes that cannot be interpreted.


The young man left after ordering all the guards and servants outside the room to keep an eye on his entire private pavilion.


"Call physician Fu to stand guard in the room! Obey what he commands while I'm not around! Make sure you let me know if Miss Fu is conscious!" Mo Yan's orders were on all the shadow warriors guarding around his personal pavilion.


The shadow soldiers answered obediently in unison.


Mo Yan leaped onto the horse that A-Wei had prepared from the start. He also drove his vehicle accompanied by several other shadow soldiers behind him.


The gate opened and in an instant the hunting party was lost in the dust of the streets.


"What are you thinking? You're hiding something from me?" Said Chu Yao who broke Mo Yan's daydream at a flash two weeks ago.


Mo Yan gasped but his face still did not show any expression, "nothing. You don't have to be suspicious like that."


Chu Yao sneered in disbelief, instead of grumbling she simply threw away her face lazily. He pulled Mo Yan's hand and let the man look at him from behind.


They walked out of the pavilion. Passing through the guards and soldiers who always bow respectfully when passing by them.


Occasionally some of the soldiers who could not stand it, stole a glance at Chu Yao who was no longer wearing a veil. Mo Yan frowned then cleared his throat many times just to decipher the focus of his impolite-looking subordinates.


"What are you doing?" Chu Yao asked as Mo Yan covered the woman's face with his sizable sleeves.


Mo Yan threw away his face, "there's a glare."


"Huh?"


"Forgetit." Said Mo Yan pinning his fingers on Chu Yao's slender fingers.


"There's something I want to tell you."


"..."


"Marry me in one week."


The wind gushed gently caressed the stiffness on Chu Yao's almost petrified face. He was silent for a long time only to digest the words spoken by the man in black.


Mo Yan tightened his hand and grabbed onto Chu Yao's haircut which was being blown away by the sweep of the wind. Make the beautiful figure more beautiful under the sunlight of the morning.


"I can't put it off. I'll be gone soon enough. I can't leave you without an unclear status. At least if we get married, I'll feel at ease putting you here with complete care and facilities." Mo Yan added with a faint smile.


"Where are you going? I'll keep you company."


Mo Yan again smiled and looked at him, "i'll go to war."


Chu Yao's irises instantly widened, "warring?"


Mo Yan nodded his head and whispered softly, "against Airland."


Chu Yao raised her head to look at Mo Yan and the figure of the handsome man was clearly reflected in her clear cinnamon eyes.


At such a gaze made Mo Yan slightly regret his straightforwardness.


"Don't worry. Everything's gonna be okay." Nothing is okay in the war. Chu Yao knew that.


Mo Yan who was aware of her female nervousness gave a small jolt at the tip of Chu Yao's tiny nose, "then marry me as soon as possible. At least I'll be more excited to come back because there's a beautiful wife waiting for my return."


Mo Yan intended to comfort but instead the words backfired for him.


"I don't want to wait! I'll come with you!" Reject Chu Yao without shady aling-aling.


"Chu Yao's.. The battlefield is not the same as the fights we both used to face. I don't want anything bad to happen to you if you get to that bloody place." Persuade Mo Yan with a gentle elusan on the woman's head.


"Do you doubt my abilities?" Tukas Chu Yao with a stifled breath, "I can save myself. I won't be a burden to you there."


Before Mo Yan interrupted his words, he again added, "if you are afraid that something bad is happening to me, have you ever thought about how I feel waiting for you here? Do you think I'm not afraid of what you're thinking?


Chu Yao pulled on Mo Yan's clothes and gripped him firmly, "if you have a grudge with them, I am the same. Your desire to eliminate the old man is no less great than my ambition. So take me with you!"


Witnessing Chu Yao's endless constancy and stubbornness, Mo Yan finally nodded his head.


"Well, you can come with me but you have to marry me first. I'm not gonna bargain with you again about this important matter." Firmly Mo Yan.


"But.."


"You're resisting? Did you just play around this whole time with me?"


"No!" Cut Chu Yao while biting her lower lip involuntarily, "i feel this is inappropriate. I am the daughter of your family's killer. My status is unclear now. It will not be easy to make this marriage happen. You better think again."


Mo Yan grabbed onto her female body quickly. He tried to calm the stubbornness that Chu Yao possessed, "don't think of that! All of that is my responsibility. You're married enough to me, that's all!"


"I'm.."


"Stop thinking too much. This marriage is just a simple wedding. I'll do the whole process here. With the invitations we know. You don't have to be afraid!"


Mo Yan stared firmly at Iris Chu Yao's eyes, he even placed both of his hands on the female humerus bone as a form of certainty.


"I'm not going to repeat this a second time. So, please listen carefully.." Pinta Mo Yan with full seriousness, ".. Do you want to marry me in the next few days?"


Chu Yao thought Mo Yan was already insane. Asking her to get married, which Chu Yao thought was a little coercive.


There was no harm in following the plot that Mo Yan wanted. As long as he can accompany his men to the battlefield. In the future, if there is a rejection of his status, he will not make it difficult for the people he loves. Chu Yao will steadfastly leave without the slightest coercion.


Chu Yao smiled. He pulled the man's shirt and lightly kissed Mo Yan's slightly open lips.


"I want to."