Chapter 43: The Escalating Relationship and the Concealment...
"I……"
The encounter came too suddenly. Qin Moyu knew that the person in front of her was her mother, but she still couldn't bring herself to call her by that special name.
He hesitated on the spot, unsure of what to do.
Yu could naturally see that something was wrong with him. She was happy that Qin Moyu did not resent them, but she was also saddened by the estrangement between Qin Moyu and herself.
"Mo Yu——"
Shen Yebai's voice came from afar. Qin Moyu noticed that the surrounding scenery was gradually blurring, and even she herself was becoming blurry.
"Let's go back." Yu touched Qin Moyu's face again. She greedily wanted to remember his appearance and wanted to say more to him, but time was of the essence, so she could only push him back with a heavy heart.
Before the feeling of weightlessness came, Qin Moyu reached out his hand as if to grab something, but his hand passed right through Yu's body. His face showed undisguised astonishment.
"I know you have many questions. Go to the extreme cold, where it all began. Be careful of your surroundings."
This was the last thing Qin Moyu heard before she fell.
Then came endless darkness.
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"Mo Yu... wake up... Mo Yu..."
Who was calling tirelessly in their ears? Someone clenched their hand, feeling the pulse through their palm, as if they could sense the other person's anxiety.
Qin Moyu opened her eyes groggily, and the first thing she saw was Shen Yebai's anxious face.
"Ye Bai..." He opened his mouth, only to find that his voice was barely audible. He felt as if he had been hit by a hammer all over his body, and he was so weak that he could barely move a finger.
Seeing that Qin Moyu finally reacted, Shen Yebai excitedly hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to crush Qin Moyu into his very bones, his voice trembling: "I thought... I thought..."
For the first time, the fearless Shen Yebai felt afraid.
Shen Yebai would never forget the fear of losing Qin Moyu when he arrived at the scene. Qin Moyu was lying on the ground, his face was pale, and his pulse and breathing were so weak that no matter how much spiritual energy he poured into him, it was to no avail.
"I'm fine." Qin Moyu felt a little uncomfortable being hugged, but he didn't say anything. He just comforted Shen Yebai in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I made you worry."
He insisted on taking revenge himself, and the current situation was within his expectations.
Shen Yebai held Qin Moyu for a while before he could catch his breath. He let go of Qin Moyu and saw his bloodless lips. He wished he were the one who was hurt. He could only carefully brush away the stray hairs on Qin Moyu's forehead and ask, "Is there anything else that hurts?"
Qin Moyu rested her head on Shen Yebai's shoulder, buried her face in his clothes, and mumbled, "I have no strength...it hurts..."
While not as weak as when I first woke up, I was indeed very tired.
These words, spoken with such hurt and resentment, broke Shen Yebai's heart.
“Sitting on the ground isn’t good. Zuo Shu knows a bit about medicine, let’s go over there and have her take a look at you.” Shen Yebai patted Qin Moyu’s head.
Qin Moyu softly replied "okay," and was about to get up when her body suddenly became suspended in mid-air.
He gasped in surprise, instinctively grabbing Shen Yebai's neck with both hands, his eyes wide, stammering, "Ye... Yebai, what... what are you doing!"
"I'll carry you over." Shen Yebai said this with a matter of course.
It turned out that Shen Yebai had just picked Qin Moyu up in his arms while she wasn't paying attention.
"Then, you don't have to go like this!" Qin Moyu was stunned when she was carried in a princess carry for the first time in her two lives, and her face turned bright red.
“But you said you have no strength.” Shen Yebai carried Qin Moyu, a grown man, like a rag doll, without affecting his movements at all. He even felt that Qin Moyu was too light and should eat more in the future.
At this moment, he completely forgot that Qin Moyu, with his cultivation level, didn't need to eat at all, and that a cultivator's physique and height would be fixed after reaching a certain cultivation level.
Shen Yebai swaggered over, carrying the person in his arms, towards Zuo Shu and the others.
Help!
Seeing that Shen Yebai not only wouldn't put her down but was also trying to carry her, Qin Moyu quickly stopped him, saying, "No, no, no—put me down now!"
Shen Yebai disagreed: "No, you can't walk at all."
"Put me down right now!" Qin Moyu couldn't allow himself to die like this, but he really didn't have the strength to struggle.
Seeing Zuo Mei and the others in the distance, Qin Moyu, in her anxiety, blurted out without thinking, "If you don't let me go, I'll bite you!"
Unexpectedly, Shen Yebai actually stopped.
He turned to look at Qin Moyu, his face serious: "Really?"
"Of course!" Qin Moyu was now reckless and made a move to bite.
Of course, he didn't actually take a bite.
"Then bite it." Shen Yebai's lips curled slightly, his face practically screaming anticipation.
If it weren't for his lack of strength, Qin Moyu would have wanted to push Shen Yebai to the ground and punch him twice. How could he bully someone like this!
Qin Moyu was so angry she wanted to grind her teeth, and glared at Shen Yebai.
Unexpectedly, Shen Yebai burst out laughing upon seeing this.
"What are you laughing at! Wait until I have the strength... Humph!" Qin Moyu was thinking of a thousand ways to "torture" Shen Yebai, but she couldn't help feeling a little wronged.
So, men—no, Shen Yebai—are such scoundrels! He hasn't even won her over yet, and he's already bullying her like this.