"Really?" After hearing Shen Yebai's plan, Shen Yu subconsciously looked at Qin Moyu, her slightly childish face practically beaming with joy. "I will definitely make sure my brother treats you well! I was able to bring back Aunt Yan's remains thanks to you all!"
Qin Moyu waved his hand: "It was nothing, no need to make a fuss about it."
"No, no, Father Emperor said that a drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring of gratitude." Shen Yu patted his chest, his eyes shining brightly, "From now on, you will be my best friend!"
"Then it's settled. Chen Yi will take the Prince and Young Master Qin back," Zuo Shu said with a smile.
"Huh? Zuo Shu, aren't you coming back with us?" Shen Yu asked, puzzled.
"I still have a mission to complete." Zuo Shu smiled at Shen Yu, who immediately understood.
Oh, it's the ancestor's mission.
wrong!
Shen Yu suddenly realized something and stared wide-eyed at Zuo Shu: "Wait! Does the ancestor know about me...?"
Chen Yi clapped his hands approvingly, laughing as if he were enjoying the show: "Your Highness is clever! The Emperor himself instructed me to bring you back safely."
Oh no!
Shen Yu's mind was filled with only those two words. With a long face, she said bitterly, "Oh dear... how could this be... my brother knew there was nothing he could do... how did the ancestor find out too..."
"Huh? Is Senior Shen that scary?" Seeing Shen Yu's strong reaction, Qin Moyu couldn't help but imagine Shen Mo as a dignified and unapproachable elder. Although they hadn't met, she inexplicably began to feel awe.
Shen Yebai said with a serious expression, "That's right, Mo Yu, stay away from him."
It's best to avoid that guy altogether; he's so annoying.
"You've never seen him before... Hmph, don't be afraid, the ancestor usually doesn't show his face. He... uh, he's quite gentle with the younger generation." Shen Yu was the typical type who could be afraid of his own ancestor but couldn't stand others speaking ill of him. He was immediately unconvinced, but when he said the word "gentle," he still coughed guiltily.
In reality, he hadn't seen the ancestor much, only once or twice, and each time he didn't dare to look up, let alone communicate with him, so all the talk about him being very kind to the younger generation was nonsense.
"In short, just stay away from him," Shen Yebai said quietly, pretending not to see the meaningful look in Zuo Shu's eyes when she heard this.
He wasn't afraid that Shen Mo would steal Qin Moyu away; rather, he was worried that Shen Mo would offend Moyu and he would have to take the blame.
Qin Moyu hadn't really intended to go, so she just laughed it off.
It was getting late, so the group decided to rest there for the night and then go their separate ways early the next morning.
The villagers who had been turned into corpse monsters were all buried together by Zuo Shu and Qin Moyu using magic, so they finally had a final resting place.
That evening, Shen Yebai naturally sat with Qin Moyu. During the meal, Shen Yu tried to join in, but was ruthlessly driven away by Shen Yebai.
"Why?! I'm his friend too! Why can't we sit and talk together?!" Shen Yu protested, only to be picked up by Chen Yi like a chick and dragged away.
"They're just having a romantic time, why are you barging in? Aren't you asking for a beating?" Chen Yi said, amused and annoyed that Shen Yu was still defiant after being dragged away. He even forgot to address him as "Your Highness."
"Huh?" Shen Yu was shocked. "They're cultivation partners?"
"...Is it hard to tell?"
Shen Yu nodded, somewhat bewildered.
Is it difficult? Is it really that obvious?
"Get some rest." Although Zuo Shu and Chen Yi were Shen Mo's subordinates, they were much older and more senior than Shen Yu. They smiled and pulled the dazed Shen Yu to sit down, while they went to rest on the other side.
On the other side, Qin Moyu heard Shen Yu's words, raised an eyebrow, and turned to look at Shen Yebai.
"Are we really that inconspicuous?"
"What?" Shen Yebai was busy stuffing things into Qin Moyu's bag, putting all sorts of things that Qin Moyu might need into it. It wasn't that he didn't trust Chen Yi, but since he wasn't by Chen Yi's side, it was better to be careful. For example, if he hadn't specifically taught Qin Moyu how to use a dagger beforehand, things might have been dangerous.
Because Shen Yebai was so focused on packing things that he almost burst Qin Moyu's storage bag, he didn't hear what Qin Moyu was saying.
"I said, don't we act like we're a Daoist couple?"
"No way." Shen Yebai lowered his head and answered without thinking.
When he finally realized what was happening, he jumped up, overjoyed, and looked at Qin Moyu in disbelief, almost unable to believe what he had just heard: "Mo... Moyu, what... what did you say?"
"If you can't hear me, then forget it." Qin Moyu's eyes crinkled into a smile as she rested her elbows on her knees, cupped her face in her hands, and uncharacteristically, harbored a mischievous thought.
"No, I heard you!" Shen Yebai took a deep breath, bent down, and looked intently at Qin Moyu. "Moyu, you said we are Daoist partners, right!"
"Really?" Qin Moyu blinked and said, "I don't know, but if someone asked me now, I might agree."
"Mo Yu, are you willing—"
Before Shen Yebai could finish speaking, Qin Moyu pressed his index finger to his lips, forcing him to swallow his entire confession.
"Shh-"
Qin Moyu slowly moved her index finger away and beckoned to Shen Yebai, signaling him to come closer.
Shen Yebai moved closer as if he were bewitched.
When their lips met, their breaths were hot, burning their hearts with excitement.
Qin Moyu answered all the questions with a kiss.
The kiss didn't last long, and it couldn't even be called a kiss; they were just pressed together for a few seconds, but that was enough to make Shen Yebai freeze.
"Let's wait until we get back," Qin Moyu said. "How about we hold our marriage ceremony then?"
What could Shen Yebai say?