Shen Mo originally wanted to tell him that Master Xuanjing was still alive, but then he thought that Master Xuanjing had not yet woken up and that Qin Moyu would be even more heartbroken if he knew. A picture flashed through his mind and he changed his mind and said, "This is for you."
As he spoke, he flipped his right hand, revealing a paperweight carved from green jade, which he then handed over.
"This is?"
Qin Moyu took the paperweight with a slight doubt. It was no bigger than the palm of his hand, square, and slightly cool to the touch. It was carved with a magnificent and elegant five-clawed golden dragon, which was carved so lifelike that it looked quite old and was definitely not an ordinary item.
"What you said you wanted before."
Shen Mo did not answer Qin Moyu's question directly. He turned around somewhat awkwardly and disappeared in an instant, giving off a strange feeling of fleeing in panic. He left only one sentence: "I'll wait for you at the door."
This left Qin Moyu with no chance to refuse. Helpless, Qin Moyu could only put the paperweight into her storage bag, say goodbye to Shen Yu, and hurry to the door.
—No matter what, Shen Mo came all the way here to see me, it would be wrong to make him wait.
Qin Moyu left, but Shen Yu was stunned.
Wait! That thing!
Ever since Shen Mo took out that thing that looked so familiar to him, his mind was filled with "impossible," but because Shen Mo was there, he didn't dare to voice his guess.
Shen Yu shakily opened the precious book in his hand and turned to the page he had copied.
The book is illustrated, and the artist's skill is exceptionally good. The paintings are not only lifelike and detailed, but the colors are also as close to the real objects as possible.
The page that Shen Yu has turned to now shows the paperweight that Shen Mo just gave Qin Moyu. It's not so much similar as identical.
But these are not the biggest problems. The biggest problem is...
Above this picture, there are four large characters written on it.
—A treasure passed down through generations.
Upon seeing those four words, Shen Yu slammed the book shut with a "snap," his face blank.
Very well, now he is faced with three very serious questions.
Firstly, it seems that the ancestor wanted to have an affair with a young woman, and he even gave away the Southern Kingdom's royal heirloom because he was blinded by lust.
Secondly, the "young grass" that gets noticed also includes a Daoist partner.
Thirdly, now that I know about this, I'm worried I'll be silenced!
Shen Yu covered her face with tears in her eyes.
Is it too late to lose my memory now?!
…………
On the other side, after Shen Mo left the window and went to the door to wait for Qin Moyu, he refused the guards' bows and the inexplicable throbbing in his heart finally subsided.
The reason he suddenly gave away the paperweight was because a fragment of thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
In her memory, Qin Moyu tried hard to suppress the upturned corners of her mouth, but the smile in her eyes could not be hidden.
He said, "If I want the Southern Continent Emperor's heirloom, can you give it to me?"
Shen Mo knew that Qin Moyu didn't really mean it when she said it; she was just teasing her. But Qin Moyu would never know how sweet her smile was when she said those words, as if it could melt anyone's heart.
What was said unintentionally may have been taken to heart by the listener.
Shen Mo remembered that this was how he answered him.
"certainly."
"Whatever you like, I will find it for you."
Along with this memory fragment, a gentle flutter in my heart also came back to mind.
58. Chapter Fifty-Eight: His Predestined Coincidence
This feeling of excitement came suddenly, but it wasn't entirely without warning.
Shen Mo knew that his attitude towards Qin Moyu was too soft, even gentle, which was abnormal.
After all, if he were truly an easy-going and approachable person, the Shen brothers wouldn't be so afraid of him.
Before meeting him, he couldn't understand why Shen Yebai would fall for Qin Moyu. After meeting him, he couldn't help but sigh again that they were indeed the same person. Qin Moyu seemed to have a mysterious magic that attracted them, making them unable to resist getting closer to him.
If Shen Mo could suppress this attraction slightly before the fusion, it became unstoppable after the fusion.
but.
Shen Mo sighed softly, placing his hand on his chest in a daze.
He didn't dislike this feeling.
In order to defy the will of Heaven, he had to confine himself in his cave for many years. In the solitude of those years, he became increasingly silent and understood the vicissitudes in the eyes of those trapped in the extreme cold.
Without joy or sorrow, without anger or resentment, one simply continues to strategize towards a predetermined goal.
Sometimes Shen Mo himself would doubt whether he was even human anymore.
"My name is Qin Moyu, what's yours?"