Los bandidos de montaña están en movimiento - Capítulo 185

Capítulo 185

"Um."

Zhan Zhao stood up, still reluctant to leave, and leaned down to kiss her on the cheek before quickly departing.

Mo Yan was alone in the tent, laughing happily at the dark space. If her voice hadn't been so weak, she probably would have started singing. She finally succumbed to sleepiness and drifted off to rest with a smile as dawn broke.

Meanwhile, Zhan Zhao was wide awake in his tent. Although he didn't know whether this was right or wrong, good or bad, the joy in his heart was overwhelming. As he undressed, he touched the bite mark Mo Yan had made on his neck, and then followed it to the wound on his shoulder blade, a sharp pain shooting through him. He turned his head to look; the wound, though small, was quite deep, and he could see blood seeping out.

"This silly girl..."

Before meeting Mo Yan, he had thought many times about how she would hate him and how she would treat him. He knew he had hurt her deeply by keeping it from her for so long.

Even if he took a bigger bite, he would still enjoy it.

Author's Note: Lion Baby had a fever, then it subsided, but she's lost a lot of weight and can barely walk steadily. It's heartbreaking to see her like this. And to make matters worse, she's on the bestseller list, so I have to update every day. It's exhausting!

Volume 3, Chapter 27

When Zhao Yu visited Mo Yan the next day, he was truly surprised.

Mo Yan, who was barely breathing yesterday, is not only full of energy today, but also beaming with joy.

"Did my little royal uncle find some magical elixirs for you to eat?"

The maid brought a stool and laid out a fur cushion for Zhao Yu to sit on. Zhao Yu saw Mo Yan smiling broadly and couldn't help but ask curiously.

Mo Yan shook her head, still smiling.

"So, what good thing happened to you?"

Mo Yan nodded with a grin.

"What exactly happened?" Zhao Yu asked, her curiosity piqued.

Mo Yan, in high spirits, shook her head and recited in a melodious voice: "The Buddha said, it cannot be spoken, nor can it be spoken."

"you……"

If it weren't for the fact that she was still a patient, Zhao Yu would definitely have gone up to her and made her pay.

"By the way, Princess, where did you find me yesterday?" Mo Yan was overjoyed, but she hadn't forgotten another matter.

Zhao Yu shook his head: "I don't know that. It was Yelü's men who found you, wrapped you in thick fur, and sent you back by fast horse. Your face was blue and your lips were purple..."

Hearing her say this, Mo Yan scratched her ear and said dejectedly, "That must be really ugly."

"Whether it's ugly or not, I can't say, but it doesn't really look like a living person."

"Oh dear... it would be terrible if he saw it."

Mo Yan sighed to herself, which puzzled Zhao Yu: "It would be terrible if anyone saw this?"

"No..." Mo Yan quickly changed the subject, "By the way, Princess, what I actually wanted to say was that although the turtle ran away yesterday, it led me to the turtle's cave."

"Turtle Cave?"

"Yes, I saw it clearly. That big turtle slowly crawled into its hole. Next time, we won't have to stand by the water freezing and wait foolishly. Now that we know where it is, we can go there and guard it."

"Really?" Zhao Yu exclaimed with delight. "Where is that turtle cave?"

Mo Yan shook her head: "I don't know."

Zhao Yu frowned and glared at her.

“Although I don’t know, the person who found me definitely does,” Mo Yan added slowly. “I remember I fainted not far from the Turtle Cave.”

Zhao Yu was delighted again, and in a flash, he had an idea: "This matter should not be leaked. We'll just say that you want to find your benefactor to thank him in person, and then go to the waterside to worship the gods. Let that person lead us there."

“Okay.” Mo Yan smiled and completely agreed.

"Since you're sick anyway, I'll take care of this. I'll also prepare a thank-you gift for you. Just make sure you know what to say when the time comes."

"Princess, please rest assured."

Zhao Yu got up to handle the matter, just as Ning Jin walked in, with Wu Zichu following behind him.

"Girl, are you feeling any better?"

Ignoring Zhao Yu, he looked past her to Mo Yan. Seeing that Mo Yan's complexion and expression were much better than yesterday, he was relieved. He then waved his hand, signaling Wu Zichu to put down what he was holding.

"Your Highness went to Yelü Zongzhen early this morning to ask him to bring out some of the best tonic herbs from the palace," Wu Zichu said with a smile as he put the herbs down.

"Thank you, Your Highness. Actually, I'm almost fully recovered," Mo Yan said with a smile.

Ning Jin stepped closer and examined her complexion carefully. He shook his head and said, "You think falling into the water is a joke? You're lucky to be alive this time. You should take care of yourself quickly, or you'll suffer later if you develop any illnesses." He glanced at the medicinal herbs beside him and said disdainfully, "There's really nothing good here. It's a pity we didn't bring any good tonics this time. Just make do with this old man Yelü's stuff for now. I'll think of a way to slowly recuperate you when we get back."

"No need, do you think I don't know? I'm almost fully recovered." Mo Yan smiled and pointed to the tonics. "Your Highness, please take them back and eat them yourself."

Having long been used to being rejected by her, Ning Jin didn't take her words seriously at all, but he did notice the deep, unyielding smile in her eyes and brows.

"Girl, did you find some treasure after falling into the water?" he asked curiously. "Why are you so happy?"

Zhao Yu chimed in, "Go ask her! I've seen her laughing like that ever since I came in. If she keeps laughing like that, she'll go crazy."

Seeing Mo Yan so happy, Ning Jin realized he hadn't seen her like this in a very long time. Although he didn't understand why, he couldn't help but feel happy too.

What good news is it?

"I can't say, I can't say..."

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