Shu Yao beside also noticed the fine cold sweat on his forehead and his bloodless lips, which seemed to hint at his injury.
His furrowed long eyebrows revealed the pain he was suppressing. He just hid it perfectly.
Long Mo waved his hand, but the blood surging in his chest didn't allow him to suppress it any longer. The next moment, he spat out a mouthful of blood violently. The dark - red blood splashed on his green robe, blooming on it, making his extremely handsome face look unusually enchanting and cold.
"Long Mo!" Shu Yue caught the falling Long Mo in time. Looking at the man leaning on his shoulder, he for the first time felt that this man with a strong appearance also had a vulnerable side.
"Long Mo, how are you?" His anxious look was reflected in Long Mo's half - closed eyes. At that moment of joy, however, his consciousness didn't allow him to capture every expression on that face.
"I'm... I'm fine..." Although he tried to hold on and said he was fine, he was finally defeated by the reality.
The dull pain in his chest made him gradually lose consciousness. His vision went dark. The body he tried to prop up finally fell back into Shu Yue's arms.
At the moment he fainted, there seemed to be a voice hovering in his ear. Then, he had a dream, a long and beautiful dream.
The Dragon Palace.
On the luxurious dragon couch, there lay a pale and weak man. Even in such a frail state, his noble aura was still beyond reach.
Around the couch were his loyal subjects. They were all praying for their respected Dragon King in their hearts, looking solemn and worried.
Of course, besides the subjects of the Dragon Palace, there were two other men who didn't quite fit into the picture.
Apart from their ordinary clothes, they were extremely good - looking. Obviously, they were not welcome among the dragon race.
They were blocked outside by two loyal subjects holding halberds and wearing silver dragon - patterned armors with extremely cold looks. The two subjects were tough and resolute, not allowing them to get close to the dragon's bedroom at all.
"I'm very worried about him. I just want to go in and have a look. Please do me a favor," Shu Yue pleaded politely again, stealing glances inside from time to time. But he was blocked menacingly by a general. "The dragon race doesn't allow mortals to enter. If you insist, don't blame me for being rude."
The other general also frowned, his fierce eyes making Shu Yue and Shu Yao's scalps tingle.
"But..." The words Shu Yue hadn't said were swallowed back by the other's murderous look. He swallowed nervously.
The subjects of the dragon race were really hard to deal with. These two were tall and powerful. It seemed they could slap him back to the mortal world with just one palm.
Shu Yao was also anxious beside him. "Shu Yue, what should we do?"
Not only couldn't they go in, but it was also impossible for them to leave the Dragon Palace now. They could only leave by riding on clouds.
Shu Yue shrugged helplessly, took a step back, and lowered his voice. "What else can we do? Let's wait outside first. Someone will take us in later."
"Who here will take us in?"
"The person who brought us to the Dragon Palace just now. He's Long Mo's younger brother." Shu Yue pinned all his hopes on Long Yun. Only Long Yun could take them in.
As the saying goes, speak of the devil and he appears. Just as the two were whispering, they suddenly heard the two guarding generals call respectfully, "Second Prince."
They turned their heads and saw a handsome man in a silver robe walking towards them with firm steps, but his face was solemn and expressionless.
Before Shu Yue could say anything, he heard Long Yun's cold voice. "You can go in."
"Uh, what?"
Long Yun's eyes darkened a bit and he continued, "My elder brother is awake. He wants to see you. I'll take you in."
"Okay. Thank you," Shu Yue pulled Shu Yao and was about to go in together, but was stopped coldly by Long Yun. He pointed at Shu Yao. "He can't go in."
"Why? He's my father. We came together." Shu Yue still held tightly to Shu Yao's hand. He not only didn't want to be separated from Shu Yao, but also didn't feel at ease leaving him here.
"My elder brother wants to see you, not him. You can rest assured. We'll treat your father well and won't hurt a hair on his head."
Long Yun just glanced at Shu Yao casually, but there was still a flash of imperceptible amazement in his eyes.
He originally thought his elder brother was the only man in the world who was more beautiful than a woman. But after seeing Shu Yao, he truly understood what was meant by "to overthrow a state and a city". His proud and aloof demeanor, his divine beauty, were enough to make everything else pale in comparison.
Even he, as a man, was not only amazed but also a bit jealous.
A man could be more charming and gentle than a woman. Every frown and every glance of his was a stunning sight.
"How dare you," Shu Yue's proud tone seemed to be joking and also seemed to be a warning to Long Yun and the others.
"Then let's go."
"Father, please stay here for a while. I'll be back soon."
After repeated instructions, although Shu Yue was extremely reluctant, he could only follow Long Yun into the dragon's bedroom alone, still looking back at Shu Yao from time to time.
When they arrived at the dragon's bedroom, Long Yun dismissed the ministers, closed the door, and left the time for the two of them.
Long Mo, who had just woken up, was still a bit weak. When his long and narrow eyes saw Shu Yue, they added a few streaks of bright starlight in the dimness.
His joy and concern were clearly written on his face. Shu Yue could see and understand them.
However, there was an indescribable strangeness. He coughed lightly, trying to find something to say to break the awkward and suffocating atmosphere.
Long Mo propped himself up to sit up, but because he used too much force, his body tilted. Fortunately, Shu Yue supported him in time so that he didn't fall.
"Be careful. Don't fall again," Shu Yue steadied his shoulders and found that they were as slender as a woman's, which didn't match his domineering appearance.
Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, it was gently held by a cold hand. This skin - to - skin contact, although seemingly casual, was actually quite ambiguous.
He was a bit stunned and looked up in surprise, just meeting those pure blue eyes. The tenderness in them filled the bottom of his eyes.
"Were you scared when you saw my real form?"
His extremely soft voice pulled Shu Yue back from his daze. He nervously withdrew his hand and tried to calm himself as he cleared his throat. "Cough, no, no. How could I be scared?"
Long Mo wanted to feel the warmth of his hand for one more second, but in this second, his hand suddenly left. Besides the slight disappointment in his eyes, a faint bitterness also rose in his heart.
Finally, he gave a pale but extremely beautiful smile and said, "That's good. That's good."
They were silent for a few seconds. The words Long Mo wanted to confess were finally swallowed back due to his lack of courage.
Maybe it was good to treat things in a calm way like this. At least, it wouldn't bring too much trouble and harm to Shu Yue.