Repairing the Past

Chapter 66

The servants pass by. Seemed so busy the last few days. Making the two Airland envoys a temporary prisoner was a little forgotten.

Although the status of captains Lu and Zhao Ming De were prisoners, they were still royal guests. They are treated well like immigrants who are on a visit in the prosperous country of Alorra.

Captain Lu scooped up and leaned his body towards his intelligent fellow scholar.

"The atmosphere here does not reflect the important incident that will occur, "Captain Lu muttered in surprise, "they do not seem to be preparing for war later."

"Do you know what those servants are doing?" Whisper captain Lu as he continued to observe the busyness of the servants.

Zhao Ming De shook his head softly, "of course, but if I don't mishear, the emperor will get married in the next few days."

"Huh? Be married? That cold guy?"

Zhao Ming De immediately cupped the mouth of his comrade who was aghast with a hiss, "ssttt! Keep your voice down!"

Captain Lu nodded quickly and realized his recklessness just now. Fortunately, no one heard the strange response he gave.

"A situation as critical as this? With who?" Captain Lu asked once more in a whisper.

Zhao Ming De sighed. He felt quite caught off guard by the nature of Captain Lu who liked to interfere in other people's affairs.

"I don't know. If you're wondering what if you ask the waiter who passed by!" Zhao Ming De's original suggestion.

And sure enough, that fellow Zhao Ming De actually walked up to one of the servants and asked what he wanted to know.

The maid politely replied, "we were ordered to move the noble wedding preparations with Miss Fu in her private pavilion."

"Miss Fu? You mean the female healer who wears the smart face-covering cloth fights?" Demand captain Lu as specific as possible.

The waiter confirmed the energetic man's guess and then passed.

Captain Lu scratched his non-itchy head. He was quite amazed by the taste of the royal leader of Alorra who was a little disgusting. It could be that the handsome and powerful man was actually married to an ordinary and invisible woman apparently.

Zhao Ming De who was still sitting casually on the edge of the corridor balcony, accidentally heard the continued conversation of a group of female servants cleaning their room.

"Have you heard that his wife-to-be was his lover first?"

"really? How could? Not that the origin of the woman from Airland, means that previously the noble also lived and grew in the enemy country?"

"Sstt, according to the rumors I heard, the woman was a escaped prisoner of execution. His family is a rebel."

"God! How could his highness marry a woman with such a background?!"

"Now his name is blind love."

The servants chuckled and continued their work.

Zhao Ming De put down the book he had read since, he walked up to the servants and turned his heart to ask.

"Do you know any other names for Miss Fu?"

The servants fell silent and threw one another a glance.

"Miss need not be afraid. I promise I won't tell anyone about this." Attract Zhao Ming De with his sweet smile.

Some of the servants looked flushed. A little timidly, one of them replied softly, "if it's not wrong that the lady's name is Chu."

"Chu?" Zhao Ming De repeated with an irregular heartbeat, "do you mean miss, Miss Fu is Chu Yao?!"

"It looks so." Answer them doubtfully. Then withdraw from the presence of the two foreign men.

Zhao Ming De gasped. His knee immediately limped. His ears could not hear the surroundings. Even the call of Captain Lu who was holding his weight did not he heed.

Chu Yao's? Is he still alive?

Really it?

Zhao Ming De's brain instantly spun rapidly. He thought and recalled the memory of the attack a while ago.

They remember and connect with each other. Just minutes later, that face of shock turned into a puzzling strange grin.

"Want to!" Zhao Ming De Cibir.

"It is fitting that the emperor's face is so familiar to me! It turned out that he was indeed Mo Yan!"

"They tricked me! Wasn't it! I'm the one who got caught up in their scheme!"

Zhao Ming De growled. His agitated gaze was in harmony with the look on his face full of disappointment.

Captain Lu did not understand the alteration of his comrade's mood. He wanted to ask but stopped. Seeing how messed up Zhao Ming De was back then, captain Lu simply locked his lips. He even kept his distance so as not to further ignite the emotions of the famous scholar with his calm.

Zhao Ming De continued to fumble. He even cursed. It was as if he alone was in that huge room. Making Captain Lu flabbergasted not to believe what he heard.

"fuckin!" Maki Zhao Ming De, "i've fought this far but they're married instead! Bangs*t!!!"

"If I knew you were alive, I'd take you away right then and there! You should know what I've been doing for you all this time!"

"Chu Yao's... Chu Yao's..."

"You made me go into a black hole. Embedded to the bottom. Until now you have not looked at me. At that moment, you saw me!"

"No! It wasn't your fault, it was Mo Yan's fault! Yeah, I would! That man has been pushing you! Wait, I'll set you free soon!"

He did not even realize that he had crushed the cup and injured his palm until it bled.

That extreme change had made Captain Lu step back involuntarily. He shuddered with the bristling feathers. It was as if he was wary of a ferocious beast that could at any moment pounce on its prey.

Conscious or not, he must be careful of the man with two personalities in front of him.

***

Chu Yao tried to close her eyes by opening the entire window inside the spacious room. Allowing the night breeze to douse him to sleep comfortably without the slightest sense of worry.

Instead of falling asleep, Chu Yao was precisely writhing unceasingly.

He opened the golden-yellow silk blanket that wrapped his body and walked towards the balcony. The weather back then was not cold, yet somehow Chu Yao felt her entire bones shrivel in frost.

Ever since Mo Yan bid farewell to the palace three days ago, Chu Yao felt an uneasy strange feeling.

"Did he not come home tonight?" Chu Yao asked herself.

'No! I can't keep waiting. I have to check it myself.' Chu Yao's determination was then accompanied by small steps towards the door.

"Do you intend to go out in the middle of the night in such thin clothes?"

Chu Yao's steps instantly came to a halt upon hearing Mo Yan's heavy voice behind her. The woman immediately turned around and suddenly was already in the arms of a silvery-white girling man.

Mo Yan brought her back to bed. No words came out of the young man's lips.

Chu Yao wanted to ask but she held back her intentions. Mo Yan's face looked slightly pale and tired.

"It's all done." The smile of Mo Yan who had entered into the same blanket as the lover.

"You don't have to worry about the trivial things in your head." It added as if it was knowing what Chu Yao was thinking at that moment.

"It's you who didn't give me the slightest news." Said Chu Yao with the furrowed brows.

Mo Yan held onto Chu Yao in his arms. He closed his eyes and breathed in the scent he longed for.

"I'm sorry. I didn't have time to tell someone to tell you. All because of A-Wei and Shen Xue Ying."

"A-Wei and Miss Shen?"

"Yes. I have to take care of a lot of things to get the two of them married."

"really?" Chu Yao exclaimed that was about to jump on top of Mo Yan's body that was still lying casually beside him.

Mo Yan confirmed his remark and told how Shen Xue Ying proposed to A-Wei in public. As if in disbelief, Chu Yao's eyes were almost wide-eyed from shock and astonishment at the prime minister's daughter's courage.

Chu Yao chuckled to the point of creating a red tinge on both of her cheeks. Making Mo Yan increasingly shady look at the beauty in front of him.

"You seem to be sleep deprived. Are you waiting for me for these three days?"

Chu Yao nodded her head as she played her fingers on Mo Yan's cheeks and hair nonstop.

The man secured Chu Yao's mischievous fingers with his large hand and turned them on the chest of the field hiding behind the black-colored clothes he was wearing.

"Two days we'll get married." Mo Yan said in a soft voice, "if someday, I am no longer the ruler of Alorra, will you stay alive with me?"

Chu Yao looked up. Staring at Mo Yan's black bead that grew darker during the night, "why are you questioning that? Don't you know the answer."

"I'm just trying to convince myself. " Mo Yan's smile while kissing Chu Yao's forehead with a complex feeling.

The young man swallowed the saliva and paused for a moment, "if.. Someday I won't be around, will you promise to continue living for me?"

This time Chu Yao not only gasped, but she immediately got up and sat down instantly.

"What do you mean?" Chu Yao asked with a tone of objection.

"Do you intend to leave, just disappear after successfully marrying me?" Add the woman with a grim face.

Mo Yan got up and stroked Chu Yao's finely-grained hair. He felt guilty for saying something that made the girl sad.

"will not. I'm not leaving you. Forget that! I just just talk. I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable."

Chu Yao lowered her face and tightly grasped Mo Yan's fingers, "I don't know what you're planning. And I don't know what's going to happen in the future. For me right now are the most precious moments that we may no longer be able to feel.."

".. I don't want to think bad. Even though I know there is nothing good in a war. I just want to enjoy the remnants of our togetherness. Then from that..."

".. Don't say that anymore.."

Chu Yao's tears could no longer be contained. Although he tried to hold back his emotions, but the clear circles still flowed profusely to make his body tremble.

".. Promise me that everything will be fine.. Justjust please.. Promise me..."

Mo Yan was speechless. He swiftly hugged Chu Yao tightly. Dunking his face in the niche of the neck of the woman who was still a nuisance.

With a frustrated face, Mo Yan closed his eyes and whispered, "i promise."

Although it would be just an empty promise, at least Mo Yan had already tried to do the best he could.

May destiny take their side.

It was only the last hope that Mo Yan and Chu Yao could hold in their respective hearts.