Back at the Regent's Mansion, Mo Qinghuan went back to her room to catch up on sleep. When she woke up again, it was already broad daylight.
Mu Yanming wasn't in the room. She walked out and saw Mu Yanming in a black tight - fitting suit practicing swordplay.
Although she didn't understand much about it, the phrase "powerful and imposing" suddenly came to her mind. Mu Yanming's sword moves must be just like that.
Sensing someone behind him, he made a spinning sword move. The sword slipped out of his hand. Just as it was about to stab Mo Qinghuan, he caught the hilt again.
"Not scared?" He flipped the sword gently, and it slid back into the scabbard.
"Scared of what? Do you think you'll stab me to death with your sword?" She smiled, tilted her head, and then sat down at the stone table. Mu Yanming loosened the wristbands on his cuffs and sat down too.
"Aren't you afraid that this king might accidentally miss?" He looked up at Mo Qinghuan.
Mo Qinghuan's smile became even brighter. "Oh, I really haven't thought about that..."
"Alright, let's go have breakfast. This king has to go to the military camp after breakfast." He stood up and walked into the house. Mo Qinghuan first went to the dining hall and sat there waiting for Mu Yanming.
The dishes were already on the table. She poked at her bowl with her chopsticks when Mu Yanming walked in.
Mo Qinghuan was looking at the dishes. The sudden shadow made her look up.
Mu Yanming was dressed in a crow - blue brocade robe with a black jade crown on his head. A black jade pendant with ochre tassels hung from his waist, making him look cold and majestic. He exuded an air of a kingly god.
Most importantly, in the backlight, his good looks were simply off - the - charts. His facial features were definitely the most remarkable works of a top - notch craftsman, delicate and three - dimensional. His eyes were like bright stars, his eyebrows like cold moons, and his thin lips were slightly pursed.
If a beautiful woman could be described as a fairy from a painting, then at this moment, Mu Yanming was the kind that even the fairies stepping out of the paintings would be infatuated with.
She stared blankly, not even noticing that Mu Yanming had already sat down.
It wasn't until Mu Yanming gently tapped her forehead that she came back to her senses.
Mu Yanming picked up a handkerchief and handed it to her. "Wipe your drool..."
Mo Qinghuan:...
She embarrassedly lowered her head and started to pick at the rice in her bowl. The meal tasted dull.
"I'm full." She fled the dining hall as if escaping from something. Mu Yanming watched her hasty back and a faint smile curved his lips.
She had just sat down in the Yangyang Hall when someone came from the Jishi Hall.
It was still the person Mu Yanming had arranged there last time. "Your Highness, Young Master Ling Yu invites the Lady to the Jujun Tower."
Thinking of Ling Yu, Mo Qinghuan remembered the matter of Ling Yu asking her to help him lose weight last time. She wondered if there had been any results after all this time.
"By the way, I forgot to ask your name?"
"My subordinate is A Si."
She put on a veil hat, told Dan'er to carry the medicine chest, and followed A Si to the private room on the second floor of the Jujun Tower. It was the same room where she first met Ling Yu.
A Si walked over and knocked on the door. The door was opened from the inside.
Mo Qinghuan walked in and saw a young man in white sitting on the balcony, gently fanning himself with a folding fan.
Hearing the sound, the man slowly turned his head and gave Mo Qinghuan a flattering smile.
"Miss's medicine is really effective. Look at me now." He turned around to show his slender figure.
Mo Qinghuan under the veil hat saw Ling Yu acting like a peacocking and couldn't help but smile softly.
"This is the remaining consultation fee. Miss, please count it."
Mo Qinghuan motioned for Dan'er to take it. "No need to count. I trust Young Master Ling won't play any tricks. Since Young Master Ling's problem has been successfully solved, I'll take my leave."
Ling Yu squinted his eyes slightly. "Wait a minute." As soon as he finished speaking, the people beside him immediately blocked the door.
A Si also tightened his grip on his sword and protected Mo Qinghuan behind him.
Mo Qinghuan pushed A Si aside. "What does Young Master Ling mean by this?"
Ling Yu smiled, closed his folding fan, and tapped it gently in his hand. "I just want to invite the miss to have a meal. There's no need to be so nervous, right?"
Mo Qinghuan sneered. "I think Young Master Ling wants to know my identity, right?"
Ling Yu's smile froze on his face. "Miss really has a delicate and sensitive heart. You've seen through me. Since that's the case, Miss, just tell me directly. Will you agree or not..."
"You might regret it once you know!" Mo Qinghuan was about to take off her veil hat when Ling Yu glanced at A Si behind her as he was looking forward to it. Suddenly, he felt that this person was vaguely familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
"Wait!" He quickly stopped Mo Qinghuan's action. "I suddenly don't want to know anymore. Miss, please."
The people beside the door made way. Mo Qinghuan raised her eyebrows slightly and walked out.
Suddenly, she saw a figure. "It's Mu Yanming. Didn't he say he was going to the military camp?"
She looked back at Ling Yu. "Please trouble Young Master Ling to entertain my people for me."
After seeing Mu Yanming go in and Bai Ke standing guard at the door, she closed the door of Ling Yu's room, took off her veil hat, and walked towards Bai Ke.
Bai Ke showed a rare look of panic on his face when he saw Mo Qinghuan. Mo Qinghuan stared at Bai Ke's expression with a smile. Just as Bai Ke was about to speak, she put her finger to her lips. "Shh."
She peeked through the crack of the door. She could only see Mu Yanming's back, but she could faintly hear a woman's voice.
She was greatly shocked in her heart... No way, Mu Yanming came here for a tryst with a woman.
Bai Ke patted her on the shoulder, and his eyes told her it wasn't what she thought. But Mo Qinghuan understood it as don't go in and spoil Mu Yanming's good deed.
She nodded and was about to leave when suddenly there came a burst of crying from inside, and then the woman's voice became a bit louder.
"You clearly know that I've liked you since I was a child. Why can't you just see me?"
Mo Qinghuan thought the voice sounded a bit familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was for a moment.
She peeked through the crack of the door again. This time, she saw an explosive scene. The woman's fragrant shoulders were half - exposed as she threw herself at Mu Yanming. Suddenly, she felt a tightness in her chest. So she immediately turned around, put on her veil hat as she walked, and headed back to the previous room.
So she didn't see the scene where Mu Yanming dodged and the woman fell to the ground.
Gu Qinglan got up unwillingly and walked towards Mu Yanming step by step. There were still traces of tears on her face, and her eyes were still filled with tears.
"Your Highness, Qinglan really likes you. No matter what you ask Qinglan to do, even if it's to be your concubine, Qinglan is willing. Please, Your Highness, don't reject Qinglan, okay?"
She wrapped her arms around Mu Yanming's waist. Mu Yanming frowned tightly, but his voice had a bewitching charm. "No matter what this king asks you to do, you're willing?"
Gu Qinglan raised her small face, with a charming smile on it. "Yes. As long as it's Your Highness's order, Qinglan will do it even if it means smashing into pieces."
Mu Yanming raised his hand and pinched Gu Qinglan's chin. There was no expression on his face, and his tone was as cold as ice that had never melted for a thousand years. "Alright, then bring this king your father's head!"
Gu Qinglan was stunned and subconsciously let go of her hands. Mu Yanming dusted off the non - existent dust on his clothes and coldly looked at Gu Qinglan who seemed to have lost her soul.
He sneered. "Humph, if you can't do it, don't come to this king again."