Chapter 14: Chapter 187: Moxin, I Miss You So Much!

Chapter 187: Mo Xin Misses You So Much!

It had only been five years, but the Chu Moxin before her eyes seemed like a completely different person. His long, narrow phoenix eyes and slightly upturned corners featured eyelashes that seemed longer and more curled than a woman's. Beneath a high, straight nose, his peach-blossom lips curved into a perfect arc. Most notably, that clean smile was as brilliant as spring flowers, yet it possessed a faint, underlying sense of wickedness.

He truly looked more and more like him. Yao Mowan’s mind flashed with the handsome face of Chu Mobei; setting everything else aside, that same soul-hooking, wicked smile was identical to his older brother's.

"Chu Moxin! You..." Once she was certain that the person before her was indeed Chu Moxin, Ye Junqing immediately charged toward the palace gates with his sword drawn. However, just as he opened his mouth, he saw Chu Moxin approaching him with the most sincere smile.

"Brother Junqing! Long time no see, Mo Xin really misses you so much! I even dreamed about Brother Junqing's heroic and dashing figure on the battlefield! Wow, after five years, Brother Junqing has become even more handsome! What should I do? Mo Xin really wants a hug!" Chu Moxin's words left Ye Junqing utterly bewildered. How was he supposed to react? While Ye Junqing was asking himself this repeatedly, Chu Moxin had already given him a massive hug.

"You... you missed me?" Ye Junqing's dazed gaze met Chu Moxin's innocent expression. At that moment, Chu Moxin's eyes inadvertently drifted to the Flame Soul Sword in Ye Junqing's hand.

"Junxiu, I told you that in the entire Yue City, Brother Junqing is the only one who wanted me to come most! Look, he even brought his favorite Flame Soul Sword to give to Mo Xin! Such a precious gift, how could Mo Xin possibly accept it!" Despite saying this, Chu Moxin was extremely unscrupulous; taking advantage of Ye Junqing's confusion, he snatched the sword from his hands without the slightest effort.

"Prince Su, your sword has been taken," Yao Mowan said, walking up to Ye Junqing's side and deliberately reminding him. Hearing this, Ye Junqing snapped out of it, but unfortunately, it was too late.

"Hey, give the sword back to this Prince!" Ye Junqing looked at Chu Moxin indignantly and reached out for the sword.

"You must be Wan'er, right?" Chu Moxin ignored Ye Junqing and his anger, walking up to Yao Mowan with a smile. Although he was only fifteen, Chu Moxin's height was comparable to Yao Mowan's.

"Wan'er? The Emperor said you are younger than me; shouldn't you call me Sister Wan'er?" Yao Mowan saw that Chu Moxin was using the same tactic as her, so she decided to follow Ye Junqing's lead and fight fire with fire! She wanted to see just how long Chu Moxin could keep up this act of playing dumb and acting cute!

"No, adding 'Sister' sounds not close enough, so I'll just call you Wan'er," Chu Moxin said somewhat willfully.

"Then do whatever you want." Yao Mowan had no intention of arguing over such trivial matters and turned to walk toward Guanju Palace.

"Hey! Give the sword back to this Prince!" Just as Ye Junqing was about to stop Chu Moxin, Huangfu Junxiu stepped forward.

"Forgive Junxiu's bluntness, but my master is not called 'Hey'." This sentence nearly choked Ye Junqing to death.

"Ahem... then please, Prince Han, return the sword to this Prince!" Ye Junqing rephrased himself and spoke solemnly.

"No, the sword was a gift from Brother Junqing to Mo Xin. Are you regretting it so soon? You have to wait until Mo Xin has played with it enough!" Chu Moxin responded petulantly, then followed Yao Mowan into Guanju Palace.

Ting Yue was the last to enter the main hall. As she stepped inside, she reached back and closed the palace doors tightly.

"Does Mo Xin know Wan'er's sister?" Yao Mowan thought, feeling the need to find some topic of conversation.

"Junxiu made it very clear before; don't tell me you didn't hear him." The arrogant voice carried a hint of disdain. Chu Moxin sat lazily in a chair with his legs crossed. His handsome face had lost its recent innocence, leaving only a dark, sinister charm. It was hard to imagine such an expression appearing on a fifteen-year-old child.

"You? 'This Prince'?" Just a moment ago he was sweetly calling her Wan'er, and in the blink of an eye, he had turned into "you"? Sensing the abnormality in Chu Moxin, Yao Mowan looked at him with a face full of astonishment.

"Otherwise, what? Should I squeeze my throat and call you 'Wan'er' again? It sounds awkward to you, and it's disgusting for me to say!" Chu Moxin shrugged, his beautiful peach-blossom eyes narrowing slightly. "However, you are no less beautiful than Yao Moxin. Gorgeous! Even in the State of Shu, it would be hard to find a beauty as striking as you!" Chu Moxin nodded with great solemnity, expressing his approval.

"You have no manners. Wan'er will definitely tell the Emperor not to let you stay here! Who wants to be close to you!" While Chu Moxin could show his true colors, Yao Mowan could not. Just as Yao Mowan was feigning a complaint, Chu Moxin suddenly burst into laughter.

"Mo Xin only acted for a little while and already felt like this wasn't a job for humans. I'm impressed you managed to act for twenty years. No wonder Big Brother went to such lengths to send me to meet you!" Chu Moxin's laughter was just like his personality—arrogant enough to make Yao Mowan want to hit him.

"This Prince advises Prince Han to speak with caution. The entire Great Chu knows the situation of Noble Consort Yao. If you dare to be disrespectful again, this Prince will not be polite." Ye Junqing was surprised by Chu Moxin's words. Was it Chu Mobei who sent him to test Yao Mowan? Wasn't this a bit of an overreaction?

"The fact that the entire Great Chu knows doesn't mean it's the truth. This Prince doesn't believe a fool could make Yan Nansheng willingly give Yin Xue to her, nor does he believe a fool could become the most favored concubine in the Chu Palace without any backing. Yao Mowan, don't you think what this Prince says makes some sense?" Chu Moxin lifted his exquisite, almost cute face, the curve of his lips exceptionally wicked.

"If someone were to say you are not Chu Mobei's biological brother, I would certainly fight them to the death." Yao Mowan took a deep breath and looked at Chu Moxin with raised brows.

"Because Prince Su knows the truth, you are acting without restraint, daring to show your true colors in front of this Prince, right?" Chu Moxin ignored Yao Mowan's sarcasm and questioned her with certainty.

Speechless. Chu Moxin was coming on so strong that she already felt she was struggling to hold her own.

"The Prince of Chu and the Prince are at odds, yet the Prince knows your secret. What does that say?" Chu Moxin raised a jade-like finger to rest against his perfectly shaped chin, speaking thoughtfully.

"Actually, doesn't the Prince think these words should be kept as private thoughts? Should you say them out loud? Walls have ears; the Prince should at least show some discretion, shouldn't he?" Looking at this black-bellied and arrogant boy, three black lines gradually appeared on Yao Mowan's forehead.

"If this Prince were being discreet, I wouldn't have bothered playing innocent with you outside just now! Now that we are inside, it's different. With Yin Xiong here, who would dare step a single inch near this room!" Chu Moxin said with a face full of confidence.

"Yin Xiong? You brought Yin Xiong?" Yao Mowan was slightly shaken. There were only two hidden guards in this generation of the Yin clan; one was by her side, and the other was Yin Xue's brother, Yin Xiong. But Yan Nansheng had previously said that Yin Xiong was Chu Mobei's hidden guard; how could he be following Chu Moxin?

"Yes, this Prince knew Yin Xiong hadn't seen his sister in a long time, so I specifically begged Big Brother to let Yin Xiong accompany me on this trip." Chu Moxin spoke with great conviction, but unfortunately, Yao Mowan didn't believe even a single punctuation mark of his words. As if sensing her doubt, Chu Moxin indeed changed his tune.

"Actually, this Prince is truly curious. As hidden guards trained by the same Yin clan, who is more powerful: Yin Xiong or his sister? Yin Xiong, drag Yin Xue out to me!" Chu Moxin commanded wickedly.

Just as Chu Moxin finished speaking, a burst of sounds of physical combat suddenly erupted from the room. In particular, Yin Xue's muffled groan made Yao Mowan's heart tighten with pain.

"Yin Xue, come out!" Yao Mowan called out anxiously. A hidden guard, by definition, would remain hidden in the shadows without their master's command, regardless of what happened. If she didn't call Yin Xue out, given Yin Xue's temperament, she wouldn't show herself even if she were severely injured.