Repairing the Past

Chapter 68

Chu Yao ushered in Mo Yan's departure with a contrived cheerful face. The bright brown woman gave her spirit when the man in full armour looked at her with utter disassociation.

"Calm down, there's A-Wei and Fu Bai accompanying me." Entertain Chu Yao to Mo Yan who still felt hesitant to leave her.

"Didn't you order them to look after me without ever being far away for a second. Don't you trust them?"

"No. I believe."

'What I'm worried about isn't that. It is precisely you who sometimes act out of my mind.' Inner Mo Yan.

The young man swallowed the saliva and then hugged the wife wholeheartedly. With a slight whisper he said, "if possible, I would like to keep you here until the situation is safely under control."

Chu Yao gave a smile, "but unfortunately you can't."

Mo Yan simply looked at the woman speechlessly. He gave Chu Yao a glance and jumped on the white horse that was already available.

Without wasting any time, the youngest emperor jerked the bridle and sped away without even turning his face back.

"L-Wei!" Call Chu Yao to her husband's personal bodyguard, "is all the preparations ready?"

"Here you go, madam." Answer A-Wei briefly.

Chu Yao turned to the figure of the man in white clothes beside A-Wei, "I'll meet him. I hope he really brought the thing we were looking for."

"You take it easy, I made sure. There's no way he's lying." Tukas Fu Bai with a slight sigh.

He added, "if you get it, bring it to me so I can quickly process it."

Chu Yao did not make any comment, she actually grabbed the reins of a horse that A-Wei had brought a few minutes ago.

"I'll be back soon so keep this a secret from anyone!" Chu Yao said to Fu Bai who was then replied with a lazy wave of hands.

Chu Yao and A-Wei were riding their respective horses and roaring rapidly, coming out from the personal resting place of emperor Alorra. Penetrating the pitch-black, dark horizon. Without doubt and fear.

***

Nothing could prevent Long Jin Mao's desire. The Airland Emperor in his armor moved regardless of the advice and input of his officials.

He still ordered all his soldiers to attack brutally on the Alorra troops who were on guard without warning.

"It shouldn't be like this!" The defense minister complained to the crown prince, "even if we win, this is an immoral way! Attacking first without face to face on the battlefield is a trick that tarnishes the good name of Airland."

"True, we should have fought honestly and openly." Timpal general Yu, as the commander of the kalaveri who accompanied Ye Zuan on guard in the rear of the Airland forces.

Ye Zuan responded with a calm face, "are any of you able to stop father now?"

Defense Minister and general Yu swallowed the saliva with a sour face.

"Nothing is it?" Seringai Ye Zuan who returned looked at the arrogant figure from under the fortress.

Man knows no mercy and is manipulative. Ye Zuan was just waiting for the time to end all his actions.

"ATTACK THEM TO THE PORCHES!" Raung Long Jin Mao from the top of the defensive fort.

As if haunted by a sense of annoyance, Long Jin Mao's self-esteem had been trampled upon once the threatening letter from Alorra returned to roam in his memory.

"DON'T SAY MY NAME IF I CAN'T CONQUER THE COUNTRY UNDER MY FEET!" Add it with a haughty shout.

"WHERE IS XU XIAO YAN?! DOES HE NOT DARE TO FACE ME?! I WILL TEAR HER BODY DOWN MERCILESSLY!!!"

Ye Zuan looked at the arrogance of the father with troubled eyes. Then he turned to his soldiers who were at war. His violent face began to appear accompanied by teeth that bully each other.

He looks angry and angry. But that feeling he buried in his silence. He did not want anyone to notice his mood change.

The eighth prince squinted his eyes, directing his focus to the bloody showdown in front of him.

He waited and waited.

A gesture from someone across there. At the end of the battlefield.

If Xu Xiao Yan, the emperor of Alorra appeared and stormed their fortress then he would make a move. Finishing all the pettiness created by Long Jin Mao, the ruler of Airland.

***

The royal barracks of Alorra...

Mo Yan, general Luo and a few trusted subordinates of the general had stood around the miniature battlefield inside the emperor's private tent.

They discussed the issue of the Airland attacks that have been ongoing for the past three days.

"The number of our soldiers has been reduced by half." General Luo said as he stared at the series of military strategies and the map unfolding before him.

"What about the enemy?" Mo Yan asked with contorted brows.

"There is no significant difference but the number of spare kalaveri seems to still be concentrated." General Luo replied still a little hesitant.

Mo Yan paused for a moment. He struggled in his thinking. Weighing the profit and loss of the plan that he will launch in the future.

"Does the remaining soldiers still have strong stamina?"

"Seventy-five percent. The rest were a little mentally derailed by the injuries they suffered."

"That's enough!" Tukas Mo Yan with a breath, "double the number of calaveri present. The first calaveri put it up as a defense and the second one came with me attacking directly into the Airland core formation."

"But it's dangerous, your majesty!" Reprimanded general Luo objected, "you will be surrounded! The chances of survival are minimal! We better not take any chances!"

General Luo was silent. The words of the supreme leader Alorra were indeed true. It is useless to wait for death. At least if it gives an attack, the enemy's mentality will become unsteady. The possibility of mastering the battlefield would be wide open.

"Okay, your highness! We'll prepare the soldiers!" General Luo exclaimed respectfully and his hands clenched to the chest.

The loyal subordinates of Mo Yan were resigned. They leave the leader with their own reasoning. Storing all the confusion and diverse assumptions in his above-average brain capacity.

Mo Yan sighed and massaged his forehead. His feelings are a little unsettled. It had been the third day of the war and until now there had been no news of Chu Yao.

It was like a woman disappeared into the earth. He even took Mo Yan's personal bodyguard on his expedition this time.

And damn it, A-Wei did not even give Mo Yan any information.

The silvery-white girly emperor scowled in silence. His frustration is growing. If the two men returned, he would give them punishment for having made him unfocused on fighting.

However, when Mo Yan was busy speculating, one of the soldiers barged into the tent, making Mo Yan gasp and almost throw a sword at him.

The soldier was immediately frightened, but by gathering courage he spoke up, "miss Fu, I mean the mistress servant has come, your majesty. It's just that their condition isn't so good. A-Wei seems a little hurt."

Mo Yan almost jumped up. He immediately came out of his tent and saw the silhouette of the woman he longed for was riding A-Wei from a distance.

The dark black emperor ran to his wife and found her body full of red splashes. His face immediately paled.

"I'm doing fine. It's the blood of the intruders and A-Wei." Chu Yao said calmly as she handed A-Wei over to a group of soldiers to be treated in the health barracks.

Mo Yan did not budge. He only grabbed Chu Yao's small hand and brought her inside his private tent. His flat face was in stark contrast to the gaze of his eyes that were as sharp as an eagle.

The soldiers on guard automatically locked access in and out of their leader's private quarters as soon as they realized Mo Yan's powerful aura of intimidation.

The man, Xu Xiao Yan, the emperor of Alorra swiftly took out a change of clothes and a small towel to wash away Chu Yao's blood-soaked body.

Chu Yao was silent, she let her body be touched by Mo Yan. He knew that the man was holding back his anger. His hardened jaw has well described how powerful the man is at mastering his emotional turmoil.

"Rest!" Mo Yan's orders. The cold man turned around and left.

However his steps were held back due to Chu Yao's tight embrace. The snow-white woman grabbed Mo Yan from behind her back. Trying to temper Mo Yan's anger.

"Don't get mad! A-Wei is innocent! He only did what I told him to do!" Said Chu Yao with the fingers still shaking.

Mo Yan clenched his hands, "if I give him a punishment, then you won't be able to escape the sanctions I will be giving you!"

Chu Yao did not care about Mo Yan's threat. He was getting his embrace.

"three days, no news from you at all. As a personal bodyguard, A-Wei must be punished for being negligent in the line of duty!"

"A-Wei is innocent! He has made himself a shield. He's been hurt bad. If you still intend to punish him, then punish me!" Chu Yao cried while kneeling.

Mo Yan turned his back. His face almost blackened with anger, "you think I can't bear to punish you?"

"I'm sorry. But I really had to. The situation is fast-paced. I have to race against time. "

'And this is all I do for you.' Chu Yao said inwardly.

"Where have you been all this time?! Don't you know how much I'm worried about you?! Mo Yan's Fizzle. His voice was deep and hoarse. It was as if he was trying not to give a high intonation to Chu Yao.

"I can explain it."

"Then, explain! I'll listen." Reply Mo Yan while helping his woman to get up and stand up straight.

Chu Yao sat at the end of the cot with Mo Yan beside her. He grabbed his shirt and pulled out a small box. Inside the box is a strange plant that looks withered.

Chu Yao took out a dagger and sliced the tip of her index finger then dripped a few drops of blood on top of the plant. And miraculously, the withered plant instantly became refreshed from absorbing the drops of blood that Chu Yao gave it.

"It's.."

"The immortal light, " Chu Yao said with sparkling eyes, "the rare plant that Uncle Tong once told me about. I've got it. You'll be well soon."

Mo Yan did not budge. He was still staring at Chu Yao with a look of eyes that could not be interpreted.

"I've asked Fu Bai here. Soon he will arrive and can immediately cultivate this plant into medicine. I hope this time it works." Chu Yao muttered excitedly.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you first. I have also implicated A-Wei in my plans. If I tell you everything, I'm afraid it'll make you more anxious.."

Mo Yan responded to Chu Yao's reasoning with a sour face, "I guessed so. You can't just be left behind."

"Mo Yan's.. Don't temp.. Didn't you promise to listen.." Whisper Chu Yao while playing the man's hand.

Mo Yan could only let out a long sigh then give a gentle elution on Chu Yao's cheek which started to cool.

Chu Yao again added, "Three days ago I decided to leave once Fu Bai got the information that the Airland Empire medical center has many rare herbs one of them leaves of eternal light. With a little effort and communication, Ye Zuan was finally willing to help and give it to us.. "

"Yes Zuan?" Repeated Mo Yan with eyebrows that were still furrowed.

Chu Yao nodded, "right. Ye Zuan retrieved it from Long Jin Mao's storage. I don't know how the details are. Clearly, Ye Zuan had Chu Zhan deliver it for me. We met somewhere. Once we get back, we've been intercepted by some intruders and you know what it's going to look like.."

"Just because of this thing you're risking your life?!" Mo Yang said in an almost inaudible voice.

Chu Yao looked up, "this is not a 'only' matter but it is really about my life and death! If you don't get well for what am I alive?!"

"Chu Yao's.."

"It's not just about me or you! It's for Alorra and all the peace you promised. If your condition does not improve, how can you fight all these wars?!"