Chapter 567 No! You are too heavy to move.

At noon, the group found an elegant restaurant to have lunch, then slowly boarded the comfortable carriage that had been prepared long ago and officially set off for Xichu.

The carriage was covered with thick cushions and rode extremely smoothly.

Mo Liyuan carefully placed Lan Xiyue in the most comfortable position, and sat down next to her, keeping his big hands on her waist and abdomen.

He glanced coldly at Dongfang Ming who was riding a horse outside, his brows slightly furrowed, and the unhappiness in his heart almost overflowed. This annoying guy actually had the audacity to follow them!

However, Yue'er had already accepted this sworn brother. Even though Mo Liyuan was filled with jealousy, he had to swallow his anger for Yue'er's sake. He simply closed the window of the carriage and focused all his attention on the people around him.

Five months later, spring has passed and summer is just around the corner.

The group trekked for several months, stopping and starting frequently, and rested for several days in each town they arrived at, allowing Lan Xiyue to fully recuperate and experience the local customs and cultures.

Under Mo Liyuan's meticulous arrangements and cover, they finally succeeded in sneaking into the closed borders of Western Chu, and arrived at the capital of Western Chu - Yunjing in a low-key manner.

The carriage passed through the bustling and noisy main street, turned into the relatively quiet West Street, and finally stopped in front of a house with an ancient and elegant appearance.

The blue bricks and gray tiles and the low-key lintel are no different from the surrounding houses.

This is where Mo Liyuan's secret guards stayed in Yunjing.

As soon as Tian got off the car, he walked up and knocked out a specific rhythm on the heavy ebony door panel.

After a while, the door creaked open a crack, and a young man wearing an ordinary servant's short brown clothes, but with an unusually sharp look in his eyes, poked his head out.

When he saw Mo Liyuan, the leader outside the door, his eyes immediately flashed with absolute respect. He quickly opened the door and bowed to step aside.

Mo Liyuan carefully helped Lan Xiyue out of the carriage, put his arm around her waist, and strode into the courtyard.

As soon as Lan Xiyue stepped in, she keenly felt several faint auras sweeping through the corners of the courtyard and the shadows of the corridors, and then disappearing.

She glanced at the seemingly ordinary servants sweeping the courtyard. Their movements were steady, their steps silent, their eyes sharp as eagles. How could these be ordinary servants? They were clearly well-trained and restrained masters!

Lan Xiyue turned her head to look at the tall and straight man beside her, a knowing yet slightly teasing smile curling up at the corner of her lips. "Prince Regent, you're really quite capable... You're really capable of reaching out! Western Chu has been closed off for years, with strict security, yet you've managed to plant so many secret agents?"

Mo Liyuan lowered his eyes and met her clear eyes. A hint of pride and unquestionable desire for control flashed across his deep eyes.

His warm palm gently covered her belly, which was already more than six months pregnant. His deep voice was magnetic, but also carried a hint of dangerous warning: "Yuer, you must remember, in this world, as long as this king wants, there is no place where his tentacles cannot reach, so..."

He leaned over to her ear, his breath burning hot, "Don't even think about leaving me, even if it's the end of the world, I can find you back."

Dongfang Ming, who was following behind, happened to hear this extremely domineering declaration. He couldn't help but snort coldly and interrupted quietly, "Sister Yue'er, don't listen to his lies. My southern border has ten thousand mountains, filled with miasma and densely packed with traps. It's a world of its own. If you really want to find a quiet place to relax, I, your brother, will definitely protect you. I will make sure that certain people... won't even be able to catch a trace!" He deliberately emphasized the three words "certain people".

Mo Liyuan suddenly turned around, his cold eyes like a knife piercing Dongfang Ming, and invisible smoke instantly filled the air.

Lan Xiyue had long been accustomed to the occasional verbal confrontations and secret rivalries between the two along the way.

She was too lazy to pay attention to this childish quarrel. She raised her hand and gently patted Mo Liyuan's tense arm to comfort him. Then, with her belly bulging, she walked straight towards the main house.

The two clever girls Chuchun and Chuxia hurried to catch up.

Mo Liyuan withdrew his gaze, snorted coldly in the direction of Dongfang Ming, flicked his sleeves, and quickly followed Lan Xiyue into the room.

Chuchun and Chuxia swiftly packed up the belongings they had brought with them. When they saw Mo Liyuan coming in, they immediately bowed respectfully, quietly retreated, and considerately closed the door.

Mo Liyuan walked over to the table and sat down. He picked up the jade teapot that was warming on the stove, poured a cup of tea at the perfect temperature, and handed it to Lan Xiyue. "Yu'er, drink some tea first to moisten your body. You can rest here peacefully tonight. If you need anything, just tell the people outside. After nightfall, I will go explore that place and rescue the people."

Lan Xiyue instantly understood who he was referring to: her biological father, who was secretly imprisoned by the Queen of Western Chu! Subconsciously, she grabbed Mo Liyuan's wrist and said, "I'm going too!"

Mo Liyuan's brows immediately furrowed, and he held her slightly cold hand with his backhand. His tone was firm and uncompromising, "No! You are heavy now and have difficulty moving. The place is heavily guarded and there are no mercy. What if there is any mistake..." His eyes fell heavily on her bulging belly, and the rest of his words were self-evident.

Lan Xiyue met his worried yet determined gaze. She let go of his hand somewhat discouraged, propping up her round chin with one hand and said sullenly, "...Okay, then be careful."

Seeing her compromise, Mo Liyuan's expression softened. He raised his hand to tidy up her hair and promised solemnly, "Well, don't worry. For you and the child, I won't let anything happen to me."