But Mo Beichen did not withdraw his hand. Seeing that Mo Beichen insisted, Yun Qingluo had no choice but to open her mouth and eat the potato pancake.
Unexpectedly, Mo Beichen picked up another piece of food and fed it to her mouth. Yun Qinglu looked up at him and said, "Achen, I have hands."
Mo Beichen glanced at Yun Qingluo's hands and answered earnestly, "Yes, I know you have hands, but I just want to feed you. Doesn't Luoluo like it?"
As he spoke, Mo Beichen's tone became slightly resentful, and if you looked closely at his eyes, you could see a hint of grievance.
Yun Qingluo sighed helplessly, "I like it, I like it so much."
And so, Mo Beichen focused on feeding Yun Qingluo until her stomach swelled up slightly. Yun Qingluo kept saying that she couldn't eat anymore, and only then did Mo Beichen stop.
Yun Qingluo leaned against the soft pillows, watching Mo Beichen eat with a bored expression.
I suddenly realized that good-looking men look good even when they're eating.
Xiao Yi complained irritably, "You're such a fangirl, instead of wasting your time being a fangirl, you should think about how to find clues when you get to Southern Xinjiang."
Recalling the lingering fear she felt at the city gate, Yun Qingluo said mysteriously, "I probably don't need to go looking for them myself. They'll just pop out on their own."
Xiao Yi didn't believe it and retorted, "Hmph, don't talk big. You're the one with a shorter lifespan now, and you're the one who should be worried."
Those people aren't in a hurry. They want your blood. Wouldn't it be better for them to show up and take it when you're dead? Why risk going looking for you now, risking being discovered and silenced? Wouldn't that be a losing proposition?
Yun Qingluo narrowed her eyes thoughtfully and said seriously, "Hmm, what you said makes sense, but I still firmly believe in my judgment!"
Xiao Yi: "...Okay, then you go ahead."
Yun Qingluo asked, "Hmm? What did you say?"
Xiao Yi, "Why would they take the initiative to come looking for you?"
Yun Qingluo said casually, "Think about it, since they were so sure I would die, why didn't they wait until I died to collect my blood as you said? Instead, they risked their lives to drag me out of the palace to draw my blood and even drugged me to hasten my death."
They must have something in mind, and I bet they're in a hurry to save someone, someone with an unusual identity, and saving that person requires my blood..."
Yun Qingluo suddenly froze at this point.
Just now, a flash of inspiration seemed to have crossed her mind.
Yun Qingluo seemed to have thought of something and suddenly looked up at Mo Beichen.
As Mo Beichen tidied the table, he asked with concern, "Luo Luo, what's wrong? Did you think of something? Is it about Old Zhou?"
Yun Qingluo nodded quickly, "Yes, Achen, I suddenly have an unrealistic idea."
Xiao Yi, "What's the point of saying something so unrealistic..."
Mo Beichen stopped what he was doing and listened attentively. "Shall Luo Luo tell me?"
Yun Qingluo said, "Achen, didn't I tell you before that I am a medicine person? But I have no memory of being a medicine person, and I also have no memory of being taken out of the palace that night. It's as if these two things have nothing to do with me at all."
However, I suddenly realized that perhaps these two groups of people were the same group. They used special methods to erase my memory, and this method should be the secret technique that my master mentioned, and it should be the secret technique of the Zhou Lao Society.
After leaving the Valley of Divine Healers, Old Zhou did not actually intend to seek revenge.
Later, perhaps something suddenly attracted him, leading him to use a secret technique to turn me into a drug-like person.
According to my research, drug users need to be trained from a young age. At that time, I happened to meet the training requirements for drug users, so he trained me to become a drug user.
They recently needed me as a medicine person, so they made their move. If they could take me out of the city, I probably would have been used as medicine by now.
Perhaps the drug that hastened my death was actually a drug that urged me, the drug-human, to become more mature, because the longer a drug-human is cultivated, the better the drug's effects become.
Recently, the people that Old Zhou is trying to save must urgently need me, which is why they have no choice but to expose themselves to the public.
"So, given how much they want us to go to southern Xinjiang, there must be something waiting for us there."
Mo Beichen's expression grew colder and colder as he listened.
Ever since young Luo Luo saved him, he has been keeping an eye on her.
But this has never been discovered.
Even when he accidentally discovered the man in black robes while entering the palace, he didn't connect the man in black robes with Luo Luo.
Moreover, he later investigated the man in black robes but found nothing wrong with him.
At that time, he only thought that the emperor had sent them to help him deal with him, and he didn't take them seriously.
Perhaps he shouldn't have let the man in black go; he should have killed him directly.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many problems now.
Mo Beichen also understood Yun Qingluo's unspoken meaning. She meant that the Southern Frontier was too dangerous, and subconsciously she didn't want him to go with her.
But is it possible?
He could watch his beloved take risks...
Yeah, right.
Mo Beichen straightened Yun Qingluo's body, making her face him.
He stared into Yun Qingluo's eyes and said, "Luoluo, don't even think about it."
Yun Qingluo frowned slightly and said patiently, "Achen, you are not only my husband now, but also the monarch of Tianmo Kingdom and the hope of all the people."
Years ago, saving me nearly led to the annihilation of the Mo family army. Now, they're risking their lives again to save me. Is it really worth it?
Mo Beichen remained silent for a long time, but the force with which he gripped Yun Qingluo's arm tightened.
Yun Qingluo was able to hold back at first, but later she couldn't help but tremble, which startled Mo Beichen and made him quickly withdraw his hand.
"Luo Luo, you should know that when we first met as children, if you hadn't saved me, I would be a remnant soul by now."
"If you hadn't saved me back then, I wouldn't be who I am today."
"God of War, Regent, Emperor—none of these interest me, and none of them are what I want to be."
The only thing I want to be in this life is to be Luo Luo's husband.
So, Luo Luo, don't push me away. Okay?
Yun Qingluo felt heartbroken upon hearing Mo Beichen's words.
She couldn't hold back any longer and threw herself into Mo Beichen's arms, wrapping her arms around his waist.
With tears welling in her eyes, she choked back sobs, "Okay, Ah Chen, even if I die, I'll take you with me to the next life. From the highest heavens to the deepest hell, you'll be with me."
Mo Beichen breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Yun Qingluo's words, reached out and hugged her tightly, and solemnly said "okay".
The two opened up to each other, and the atmosphere relaxed considerably.
After all, if you're not afraid of death, why would you be afraid of a small place like Southern Xinjiang?
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