Perhaps my initial appearance was to steal your heart and keep you by my side. However, rather than forcefully keeping you, I prefer to see you live happily. Though it pains me, I am happy because the you I love and adore is still alive.
If I were to imprison you by force, when I am in pain, you would not be happy.
Therefore, I would rather suffer myself, as long as you are happy.
He murmured softly in his heart, the light in his eyes growing deeper, eventually filling with a gentle sorrow. He never knew that when love runs deep, it means complete release.
From ancient times, the word 'love' has brought the most pain, he slowly turned and walked away.
The person lying in the room suddenly opened their eyes, their black pupils radiating a dazzling light, a fleeting dark glint, and they lay there with wide, clear eyes.
He had come over just now, but he hadn't done anything, only looked at her for a while.
Even though her eyes were closed, she felt his deep, misty sorrow. Why was it like this? She also couldn't bear to hurt him. No matter what, he had saved her. Perhaps without him, she wouldn't know how she was now.
Qing Yao sighed. Was she destined to owe others something?
Mo Chou walked in from outside, changed into clothes prepared by the little maids after bathing, transforming into a delicate beauty.
Seeing her mistress with bright, star-like eyes, sighing and frowning, Mo Chou walked over curiously.
"Miss, what happened? You're frowning."
Qing Yao looked up at Mo Chou, her gaze growing darker, and said nothing. Mo Chou became a little nervous, crouched down to meet her gaze, "What's wrong?"
"Mo Chou, am I destined to owe others something?"
"What are you talking about?" Mo Chou rolled her eyes.
When did her mistress become so sentimental? She stood up and slowly said,
"Miss, you're thinking too much. This isn't your concern; it's others' business. Just like if you see a beautiful pot of flowers and admire it, it makes you happy. What does the flower have to do with it? Similarly, if some people do good things for you, it's because they are happy. You should just follow your heart."
Mo Chou remembered the tall figure she had glimpsed from afar just now. Although he was handsome and imposing, he carried a sense of desolation that was truly heart-wrenching.
To be honest, such a commanding and unfathomable man was the dream of countless women in the world. Yet, her mistress only felt indebted. Perhaps it was because her heart already held the shadow of Wuqing Gongzi. She wondered how Wuqing Gongzi was now.
Knowing that her mistress had arrived in Feng Fen City, she truly hoped the two of them would meet soon.
Qing Yao looked up at Mo Chou. This girl, who usually kept quiet, was speaking some surprisingly sensible words.
She flipped over and sat up, her black hair swaying, flowing and smooth. Qing Yao habitually swept it to the side, letting go of her tangled thoughts. She had important matters to attend to now.
"Mo Chou, tonight we will scout the Yin Prince's mansion. We must be extremely cautious and familiarize ourselves with the layout of the Yin Prince's mansion. We must eliminate Changsun Yin as soon as possible. If Shangguan Hao succeeds, I fear the Qing Luo Kingdom will become his possession. Qing Luo and Wan He Kingdom are two major powers. If they join forces, it's likely that Xian Yue will be the first to be dealt with. Although this is the emperor's business, the Mu family still resides in Xian Yue."
Upon hearing her mistress's words, Mo Chou's face changed drastically. Her brothers and sisters were still in the Xian Yue Kingdom. How could she allow that scoundrel Changsun Yin to succeed?
"Alright, tonight we will scout the Yin Prince's mansion."
Mo Chou nodded, and Qing Yao cautioned her:
"Don't alert Yin Xuan. I don't want to implicate him again. Originally, killing Changsun Yin was to avenge Mei Xin, so we weren't in a hurry. We would take revenge when the opportunity arose. But now, it's a matter of urgency. Those two villains must be thinking of ways to deal with Changsun Zhu. The longer we wait, the more dangerous it becomes. To prevent them from succeeding, and they would never dream that we would dare to return at this time, it's perfect to catch them off guard."
"Understood."
After Qing Yao finished speaking, she got out of bed. Mo Chou helped her wash up and tidy her appearance, then called out, "Xiao Qiao, prepare dinner. We're hungry."
"Yes, Sister," Xiao Qiao responded softly. The two little maids quietly departed, going to prepare dinner. In this courtyard, besides the two young maids, there were two other maids who served in the background, but no one else.
Dinner was soon served. Qing Yao and Mo Chou ate a little, then asked Xiao Qiao to clear it away, instructing them to guard the door, as they were a bit tired and would see no one.
"Yes," Xiao Qiao and Xiao Feng replied in surprise. Their mistress had just woken up, why were they going to sleep again? However, they dared not question their mistresses' wishes and retreated outside to guard the door.
Inside the room.
Qing Yao and Mo Chou tied up their hair. They had originally intended to change into night attire, but unfortunately, there was none here, and they hadn't prepared any. They had no choice but to make do, finally covering their faces with light veils, leaving only their eyes visible.
The two exchanged a glance, then leaped out of the window, flying over eaves and walls, moving across rooftops, and soon exited the courtyard, landing outside the gate.
As the two of them stood still, they heard a cool voice from behind them.
"How can you do such a thing without me?"
Qing Yao abruptly turned her head. In the moonlight, she saw Yin Xuan in a black night suit, radiating a fierce aura. His black eyes flashed with a captivating light, seemingly displeased with her actions.
Qing Yao let out a dry chuckle. She hadn't expected this man to guess her nocturnal activities. He really understood her. She walked two steps closer, stopped, and looked up at him.
"Yin Xuan, this is my business. You should go back. I don't want to implicate you anymore."
"Who says it's just your business? It's mine too," he said, reaching out his large hand to embrace her shoulder and walking forward like a comrade.
Qing Yao, who was naturally slender and delicate, was now completely nestled in his arms, feeling extremely uncomfortable. She stirred, struggled to break free, and ran ahead.
Yin Xuan, following behind, was both amused and exasperated. This woman!
His eyes shone brightly, and his magnetic voice rang out, "Do you know how to get to the Yin Prince's mansion?"
Qing Yao and Mo Chou stopped. They had been planning to ask for directions.
Only then did Yin Xuan slowly speak, "Follow me." He then led the way with one of his subordinates, while Qing Yao and Mo Chou followed closely. The group hurried towards the Yin Prince's mansion.
Yin Prince's Mansion, brightly lit.
People walked back and forth. The front hall seemed very lively, with the sounds of drinking and the sounds of singing and dancing. A sneer flickered in Qing Yao's eyes. That Changsun Yin really knew how to forget his pain after it healed. After such a short time, he had forgotten his injuries.
Or perhaps he was entertaining Shangguan Hao. Could Shangguan Hao be inside the Yin Prince's mansion right now?
Qing Yao's expression changed unpredictably. She looked up at Yin Xuan in front of her. This man seemed to be handling it as his own business, not asking her anything, but silently leading them through the back courtyard of the Yin Prince's mansion.