Shang Qinghua felt the warmth of Yue Mingxuan’s hand in his palm and suddenly did not know what to do.
He could feel Yue Mingxuan’s determination and resolve, and that only made him more uneasy inside.
From the day he beca the leader of the organization, it was already decided that he could not accept kindness or gifts from anyone because he could not repay them, and because he could not bear the weight of every life that had been lost.
He opened his mouth but could not make a sound.
He could not refuse, because he desperately longed for the warmth in his palm.
Yet he also could not accept it, because he feared losing that warmth one day.
Yue Mingxuan did not know why Shang Qinghua suddenly fell silent, as if he had lost his soul.
He waved his other hand lightly in front of Shang Qinghua’s face.
"Hey, Prince Shang, what’s wrong with you? Did you turn stupid?"
Shang Qinghua snapped out of his thoughts and curved his lips into a faint smile. "I was just thinking about so things."
Yue Mingxuan had seen Shang Qinghua smile many tis, but this was the first ti he had seen such a strange smile on his face.
That smile held reluctance, relief, determination, and a trace of sadness.
Affected by Shang Qinghua’s emotions, Yue Mingxuan’s own mood also sank.
At this mont, Mo Yi knocked on the door and Shang Qinghua said in a low voice, "Co in."
After entering, Mo Yi glanced at Yue Mingxuan standing nearby. Shang Qinghua understood his hesitation and said, "It’s fine. Speak."
Mo Yi spoke directly, "Master, according to reports from our scouts, the young master of the Sword Forge Villa and Gongsun Xing, the world’s number one miracle doctor, will arrive in Beirong very soon."
Although Yue Mingxuan did not know who these two people were, hearing the words "world’s number one miracle doctor" filled him with quiet excitent.
He spoke up and asked, "Are they from the common world, or are they coming for the royal family?"
Mo Yi secretly glanced at Shang Qinghua.
Seeing that Shang Qinghua showed no displeasure at Yue Mingxuan speaking without permission, he answered, "The young master of Sword Forge Villa is coming to deliver the ornants for the next Flower God. Because the two are close friends, miracle doctor Gongsun is accompanying him."
Yue Mingxuan thought for a mont, then asked again, "Do you know who in Beirong will likely receive them?"
Since they were delivering ornants, they would definitely be connected to the royal family. To et them, it would be impossible to avoid the Beirong court.
Before Mo Yi could answer, Shang Qinghua spoke calmly, "In previous years, it was always the Imperial Consort Zhou who received them. This ti will be no exception."
Shang Qinghua’s words made Yue Mingxuan feel discouraged.
He had just offended the Imperial Consort Zhou.
If he wanted to bypass her and et those two people, it would probably be harder than climbing to the sky.
Thinking of this, Yue Mingxuan gave a dry laugh. "Then do you know where they usually stay?"
If it really ca down to it, he would just sneak into the palace at night.
Shang Qinghua answered as if he had seen through Yue Mingxuan’s thoughts. "To preserve the mystery of the Flower God ornants, starting from one ter away, there is a guard post every five steps, with soldiers and archers patrolling irregularly."
Damn it. It was just jewelry. Did they really need such heavy protection?
Yue Mingxuan cursed Beirong’s "waste of resources" in his heart and gave up that idea.
At this ti, Mo Yi suddenly said, "Actually, it’s not impossible to et them. As long as soone can answer the two questions posed by miracle doctor Gongsun, they can et them. But..." He paused awkwardly. "In recent years, no one has answered even one question correctly."
Hearing this, the last spark of hope in Yue Mingxuan’s heart was completely extinguished.
In terms of martial arts, he definitely could not fight so many guards.
In terms of intelligence, ever since coming to ancient tis, he had been toyed with by Shang Qinghua until he was spinning in circles.
There was simply no hope at all. "So what you’re saying is that aside from formally requesting an audience, there’s no other way?"
Shang Qinghua nodded.
Yue Mingxuan’s face imdiately fell.
This was a very rare opportunity and he did not want to miss it just like that. But how could he possibly et those two? He fell into deep thought.
Even though he did not want to disturb Yue Mingxuan, Mo Yi still had to remind him, "Master, it’s ti for treatnt."
Shang Qinghua nodded.
Mo Yi stepped forward, lifted Shang Qinghua onto his back and said to Yue Mingxuan, "Prince Yue, I will take my master for treatnt. Please do as you wish."
Yue Mingxuan was completely absorbed in thinking about how to et those two people.
He responded with a vague "Mm" and had no other reaction.
An hour passed quickly.
After Shang Qinghua’s ridians were cleansed with internal energy by several shadow guards, although he still could not use martial arts, the remaining true energy in his ridians at least gave him so strength for now.
Shang Qinghua pushed open the door to his room and saw Yue Mingxuan curled up on his bed like a shrimp.
Probably only Yue Mingxuan dared to occupy his bed so boldly.
Shang Qinghua smiled helplessly, walked over, and lay down beside him without removing his clothes.
He adjusted himself into a comfortable position and pulled Yue Mingxuan into his arms.
Since Yue Mingxuan was so bold, he naturally had to receive so "punishnt."
And the punishnt would be to accompany him to sleep.
A faint fragrance brushed against Shang Qinghua’s nose, and his heartbeat beca chaotic.
The reason Yue Mingxuan could sleep so carelessly on Shang Qinghua’s bed was not only because he trusted Shang Qinghua, but also because he had truly been exhausted lately.
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