She could hardly imagine how stunning Situ Jinghao's appearance must be. She was rather curious to see what kind of person this number one handsome man in Tianmo was, the man who could make Situ Jingyan let Situ Jingye go.
"Mo'er seems to know a lot about handsome men?" Instead of answering, Situ Jingyan asked a question, his eyes showing a hint of jealousy, but the smile on his lips was still charming and domineering, making it unclear whether he was really jealous or just joking.
Shen Qianmo smiled slightly, a hint of cunning flashing in her eyes, and said calmly, "I've always admired Situ Jinghao. I must take a good look at him when I go to Tianmo this time."
As soon as he finished speaking, Situ Jingyan's expression changed slightly, and he said to Shen Qianmo with a hint of domineering, "I don't like Mo'er looking at other men."
"When did Jingyan become so insecure?" Shen Qianmo smiled lightly. She just liked teasing Situ Jingyan, liked seeing him care about her, and liked seeing him get jealous for her.
“It’s not that Jingyan lacks confidence, it’s just that Jinghao’s appearance is truly unparalleled. Even men would be captivated by him.” Yan Xiuling chimed in, her eyes dreamy, as if recalling Situ Jinghao’s appearance, her tone full of admiration and praise.
Shen Qianmo raised an eyebrow, her interest piqued.
Situ Jingyan and Yan Xiuling are both exceptionally handsome and elegant. To receive such praise from them, it seems that Situ Jinghao's title as the most handsome man in Tianmo is well-deserved.
"Stop exaggerating! No matter how beautiful she is, can she be more beautiful than my young lady?!" Qianqian said indignantly. In Qianqian's mind, no one could compare to Shen Qianmo.
Yan Xiuling smiled faintly, "If Jinghao were a woman, I'm afraid she wouldn't lose to Sister Qianmo."
Shen Qianmo smiled faintly, her eyebrows curving upwards. "In that case, my curiosity has only grown stronger. But I'm even more curious as to why Jingyan would let Situ Jingye go just because of Situ Jinghao's request?"
"That's what I owe my sixth brother," Situ Jingyan said calmly, but a certain suppressed emotion flickered in his eyes, his obsidian-like eyes emitting a hazy luster.
Looking at Situ Jingyan's appearance, Shen Qianmo guessed that there must be a shameful past behind this, and she couldn't bear to ask any further. She just smiled faintly and said, "Then let's go to Tianmo to see this Situ Jinghao."
The group returned to the carriage, and the coachman, who had been standing by, dutifully drove the carriage, which lurched and rolled over the bodies of the assassins.
A thin mist clouded Shen Qianmo's eyes. These assassins were nothing but pathetic people; they followed the wrong master and were destined for such slaughter, unable even to find peace in death.
But isn't that how the world is? I realized a long time ago that without sufficient ability, one can only be bullied.
Therefore, she had to become strong. Because only by becoming strong could she protect what she wanted to protect.
Situ Jingyan remained seated without speaking, his obsidian-like eyes as deep and unfathomable as the sea, revealing no emotion. His lips were habitually pursed, forming a wicked curve, but there was no hint of a smile in his eyes. He simply sat quietly, as if deep in thought.
Yan Xiuling sat beside Situ Jingyan, her clear eyes darting around, a harmless smile playing on her lips. She looked incredibly cute, but who could see the ruthlessness behind that cuteness, and who could understand the suffering she had endured behind that ruthlessness?
Qianqian remained silent, seemingly sensing the strange atmosphere inside the carriage. She stared with her bright eyes, looking left and right, as if trying to figure out why the three people were silent and what they were thinking. But after looking around, she found nothing.
The master's eyes seemed veiled in mist, making it impossible to discern his thoughts. The son-in-law's eyes were incredibly deep; not only could one not discern his emotions, but one was also involuntarily drawn into them. Young Master Xiu appeared to be smiling harmlessly, yet he seemed to be more than just a simple man.
This is really a headache. She should just close her eyes and rest.
After more than half a month, we finally arrived at Tianmo.
It was already deep winter, and the weather in Tianmo was even colder than in Qiyue. Looking into the distance, the entire capital of Tianmo seemed to be wrapped in a blanket of white snow, with a thin layer of cold air surrounding it.
Because the weather in Qi Yue wasn't cold, and since she was a martial artist, she wasn't too afraid of the cold, so Shen Qianmo only wore a thin fur coat. Even with her profound internal strength, she couldn't help but sneeze as soon as she stepped out of the carriage.
Feeling the pressure on her body suddenly increase, Shen Qianmo looked up in confusion, only to see Situ Jingyan looking at her with heartache, while she was wearing Situ Jingyan's fur coat.
"Aren't you cold?" Shen Qianmo breathed out a breath, a thin mist spreading around her mouth. Her eyes were fixed on Situ Jingyan. He had given her the fur coat, but he was only wearing a thin red coat. Wasn't he cold in this weather?
She reached out to take off the fur coat and return it to Situ Jingyan, but Situ Jingyan pressed it down with his long, strong fingers. A wicked smile appeared on his lips. "With Mo'er's words, my heart is warmed."
"Miss, the young master is so good to you." Qianqian watched from the side with envy, reaching out to pull her fur coat tighter. Qianqian had always been afraid of the cold, so her fur coat was extra thick, which was proving to be an advantage at this moment.
"Qianqian." Shen Qianmo said shyly and coquettishly, her eyes sliding over Situ Jingyan's cheek. She felt a sweetness in her heart, and her face unconsciously flushed. She didn't feel so cold anymore.
"Let's go. Come with me to the palace." Situ Jingyan reached out and took Shen Qianmo's hand, his large hand enveloping her small one. The warmth of Situ Jingyan's palm made Shen Qianmo's lips unconsciously curve upwards. Being pampered and cared for like this seemed quite nice.
Perhaps Situ Jingyan is right. She doesn't have to be so strong, she doesn't have to do everything herself. Perhaps she can rely on someone else.
"Miss, wait for me!" Qianqian pouted as she saw her mistress being led forward by the young master. "Miss only has the young master in her eyes now."
"Qianqian, don't talk nonsense." Shen Qianmo felt embarrassed by what Qianqian said and said with a blush.
Situ Jingyan gazed at Shen Qianmo's blushing cheeks, captivated by her girlish charm. A wicked smile curved his lips.
If he were the only one in her eyes, then he would have no regrets in this life. He would gradually use his love to replace the sadness and untold past in her eyes.
Shen Qianmo. Now that I've fallen in love with you, I won't allow you to be unhappy, I won't allow you to get hurt.
"By the way, where is that guy, Young Master Xiu?" Qianqian asked, her dark eyes darting around.
Young Master Xiu had been traveling with them these past few days, constantly joking with the young lady and young master along the way. They had a pleasant journey, except for the occasional encounter with some overconfident assassins. However, when they were almost at Tianmo, Young Master Xiu left without saying goodbye. She had always been very curious as to why Young Master Xiu hadn't come to Tianmo with them.
Shen Qianmo did not answer, but instead cast her questioning gaze at Situ Jingyan. Since Gongzi Xiu was the Crown Prince of Linwei, it was probably inappropriate for him to appear openly in Tianmo Capital with Situ Jingyan, given his sensitive status. However, she could not guess where he had gone.
“He’s always been lazy and cynical. Who knows where he’s off gallivanting off to this time.” Situ Jingyan curled his lips into a wicked smile, a calculating glint in his eyes.
"Fine. Jingyan, you're slandering me like this the moment I'm not around?!" An old man who had been following them suddenly jumped to Situ Jingyan's side, puffing out his beard and glaring at him.
Qianqian stared wide-eyed at the person in front of her. He was clearly an old man, but that voice... wasn't it Young Master Xiu's? When did he get to be with them?
Shen Qianmo's eyes showed little surprise, only a faint smile appeared on his face. This young master's skills are not bad, his disguise technique is quite good.
"See, it's out now." Situ Jingyan shrugged, looking indifferent, but the wicked smile on his lips made Yan Xiuling jump up and down in anger.
However, Shen Qianmo understood that although Yan Xiuling and Situ Jingyan seemed very close, and she believed that they truly considered each other as confidants, she was even more certain that when it came to vying for the world, they would not give way in the slightest.
"I wonder what brings Young Master Xiu to Tianmo?" Shen Qianmo asked, raising an eyebrow. Was he here to investigate the inner workings of Tianmo? Indeed, now that Qi Yue was destroyed and the world was divided, those small countries were no longer a threat. It was time for the two of them to vie for control of the world.
“The Buddha said, it cannot be spoken.” Young Master Xiu shook his finger, his expression inscrutable, and walked away from the three of them without looking back, as if he had never known them at all.
The three of them did not linger and went straight to the Tianmo Imperial Palace.
From afar, it exudes a magnificent aura. The golden glazed bricks and pure white carved railings complement each other, making it seem as if a giant dragon is soaring through the clouds, inspiring awe in all who behold it.