Both worlds are like dreams

Chapter 331: Farewell to you, finally farewell

After the decision to change the route was made, everyone rested at the post station for two days and decided to set off tomorrow.

As usual, Xue Huang stayed in Mo Xingyue's tent. After they had finished their meal and were about to wash up and go to bed, they heard Duan Yun looking for her outside the tent.

Yun Qing went out to take a look, and came back and said, "Princess, he must see you. He said that King Han Xi has something that requires you to do."

Xue Huang pondered in silence and roughly guessed the reason.

Mo Xingyue was puzzled, "What's the matter? Can't you just not go?"

Xue Huang patted her hands and said, "You should take a rest first." Then she looked at Yun Qing and said, "You guys should take a rest too. You don't have to follow me."

"Then will you come back?" Mo Xingyue asked.

Xue Huang did not answer and walked out of the tent.

Duan Yun looked a little anxious, but he was obviously much more relaxed when he saw her come out.

He bowed and quickly took Xue Huang back to Mo Yunchen's tent.

As soon as she entered, Xue Huang felt a hint of coldness.

Mo Yunchen sat cross-legged on the couch, practicing Qigong to suppress his chaotic internal energy.

With him as the center, a layer of frost formed within three feet, and it was still spreading.

"Why did it suddenly happen again?" Xue Huang asked.

"It's been a bitter cold journey, and the prince has had three attacks on this journey, but the previous ones were not so serious, and the prince suppressed them on his own. But I don't know what happened today, it seems a little out of control."

"It's much worse than the first attack. I won't die."

Duan Yun knelt beside her and said, "Princess, please help the prince. We are leaving tomorrow. How can the prince go on the journey in this state?"

"He will be fine in a few hours. If you are worried, just stay here."

"Princess, please stay here and guard him, as the prince used his inner strength to keep you warm that night."

Xue Huang frowned slightly, "Alright, stop talking nonsense, get out."

Duan Yun was delighted to see that she had no intention of leaving, and he quickly said goodbye and left.

Xue Huang sat down beside the charcoal fire and glanced at Mo Yunchen. As long as he was not dead, it would be fine. She hoped that he would be weak for a few days so that he would not have the energy to plot against Mo Ruilin.

But Xue Huang was still disappointed, because Mo Yunchen recovered after only one hour of breathing. She said he couldn't die, and she didn't know what Duan Yun was so nervous about.

At that time, Xue Huang was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. She suddenly realized that Mo Yunchen came to her and was about to carry her to the bed.

Xue Huang quickly slapped his hand away, a hint of vigilance rising in her eyes.

"Why are you here?" Mo Yunchen stopped talking, sat down opposite her, and reached out to take the teapot.

"Your good subordinate knelt down and begged me to watch you not die." Xue Huang said indifferently. "I really don't know what virtue you accumulated in your previous life to have someone so loyal to you."

"Do you know the four elders of Dark Moon Pavilion?"

Xue Huang didn't understand why he suddenly said such a random sentence and didn't say anything.

"The Dark Moon Pavilion is the most first-class assassin organization in Apocalypse. In addition to its leader, there are four mysterious assassins whose strength is comparable to that of the Dark Moon Pavilion leader."

"Ghosts and monsters."

"It seems you know." Mo Yunchen took a sip of tea. "They don't have names, only code names, Tian Chi, Yao Mei, Feng Wang and Gui Liang, which are also the names of their weapons. No one in the martial arts world has seen them, because those who have seen them are dead."

Xue Huang raised her eyebrows, "So, the assassins sent by Apocalypse this time are these four people?"

"If it's a one-on-one fight, these four people are definitely not your opponents, but they have never acted alone, and they are in tacit agreement, like one person with one mind. The swordsmanship they practiced is like a battle formation, and also like a spider weaving a spider web, leaving no chance for the opponent to survive, as if they were weapons born to kill. In addition to them, the Dark Moon Pavilion Master will also take action this time. It will definitely be a fight to the death."

"What do you mean by telling me this? Do you want me to give up resistance and let them die?"

Mo Yunchen lowered his eyes and looked at the blazing charcoal fire. "You won't give up anything. I'm just reminding you that your life is not just about you. If you die, our deal will be over."

Xue Huang looked at him indifferently and said, "Yes, if I die, your immortality Gu will be gone, so please, Your Highness, have mercy on me and don't let me die." After saying that, Xue Huang stood up and left.

Mo Yunchen looked at her back and smiled meaningfully, "Whether to protect him or me, this should be an interesting choice for you."

Xue Huang listened to his incomprehensible words and did not answer. Instead, she said, "By the way, those demons are indeed scary, but it's not true that no one has ever seen them."

"Really?" Mo Yunchen looked at her with interest.

In the end, Xue Huang did not answer and walked out without looking back.

He found it a little funny and threw a piece of paper in his arms into the charcoal fire, and his eyes seemed to be frozen with ice.

On the morning of the second day, the team set off again.

Five days later, they finally arrived at the border between the two countries.

This was the warmest day on this journey, but it was also the day with the most complicated emotions.

After sending you thousands of miles away, we must eventually say goodbye, and both parties will eventually have to face farewell.

The closer they got to the border, the sadder Mo Xingyue felt. During the day, she would stick to Xue Huang and talk to Mo Ruilin, and at night, she would hold Xue Huang tightly in her arms before going to bed.

At this moment, she didn't care about the princess's demeanor and just hugged Xue Huang and cried.

Xue Huang was also very sad, and tried to hold back her tears to comfort her, "Fifth Brother is your real brother, why are you hugging me and crying?"

Mo Ruilin couldn't help but have tears in his eyes. When he was young, he didn't have enough food or warm clothes in the cold palace. It was the little Mo Xingyue who carried a big bag and secretly brought him food and daily necessities.

In the blink of an eye, the little girl who followed him is now married.

He really had mixed feelings in his heart, but as long as she was safe and happy, it was already a rare blessing.

Mo Ruilin looked at Su Linjin and bowed solemnly, "She is my only sister, so I entrust her to His Royal Highness the Regent. I hope Your Highness can love and protect her. Even if one day you no longer have feelings for her, please protect her for the rest of her life."

Su Linjin helped him up and said earnestly and sincerely: "Brother, rest assured. I, Su Linjin, swear to heaven that I will protect her for the rest of my life and will never let you down."

"Okay." Mo Ruilin patted his shoulder with tears in his eyes and looked at Mo Xingyue, "Let's go."

Mo Xingyue let go of Xue Huang and threw herself into Mo Ruilin's arms again, "Brother, I can't bear to leave you."

Mo Ruilin wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with a smile: "Since you are reluctant, why don't we go home and not get married?"

"I think it's okay," Xue Huang said seriously, "You hold me in your arms while I sleep every day, and my clothes are soaked with tears every day. I think you like me more, and you've forgotten about my junior uncle."

Su Linjin glared at her and said, "How can you mess around with a marriage between two countries?"

"Did you hear that?" Xue Huang said helplessly. "Master Junior is worried."

Mo Xingyue wiped away her tears embarrassedly and glared at her and Mo Ruilin, "You two only know how to tease me."

Xue Huang took a brocade box from Yun Qing and handed it to Mo Xingyue, "I haven't given you a gift for your wedding yet, so I'll make it up to you today."

"What is it?"

"Don't open it." Xue Huang held her hand. "Open it when you get to Dongchu. I promise you won't be sad after you finish reading it."

Mo Xingyue held the box and said, "Okay then."

Mo Ruilin wiped her tears and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go."

Su Linjin bowed and said, "Everyone, I have sent you a thousand miles away, but we will have to say goodbye. So, this is it. Take care, everyone."

The two sides bowed to each other and Mo Xingyue left with the Dongchu delegation.

He looked back every few steps, his eyes filled with reluctance to leave.

Sitting in the carriage, I kept leaning on the window and waving goodbye until I could no longer see them, then I sat back feeling a little disappointed.

Su Linjin accompanied her silently. Seeing that she was looking sad with her head down, he took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears. "Okay, don't cry. It's not like you will never see them again. When my nephew can stand on his own, I will bring you back to see them. Then we can go wherever we want."

Mo Xingyue lowered her eyebrows and said nothing.

Su Linjin glanced at the box in her arms, "Why don't you see what gift Xue Huang gave you?"

"She said it can only be opened when she gets to Dongchu."

"Silly girl!" Su Linjin knocked her head, "This is the territory of Dongchu!"

"Yes!" Mo Xingyue suddenly realized and burst into laughter.

"open to take a look."

Mo Xingyue nodded and quickly opened the box, only to be dumbfounded.

Although this brocade box looks luxurious, it only contains a few folded pieces of paper with the order marked on them.

Mo Xingyue opened the first one, which read: I knew you would peek! Were you fooled?

There is also a ghost face drawn next to it.

"She actually lied to me?" Mo Xingyue twitched her lips. She could even imagine Xue Huang's smug look.

Su Linjin was also at a loss for words, "I should have guessed it earlier. Look at what's written on the second one?"

Mo Xingyue opened another one, and it said: Angry is a puppy.

There is also an ugly dog painted next to it. Maybe it’s not ugly, but Xuehuang’s painting skills are so poor, so the dog looks particularly ugly.

Mo Xingyue twitched the corner of her mouth. No wonder he said he would not be sad after seeing her gift. He succeeded in making her angry.

Su Linjin couldn't help but laugh out loud, "There's another one."

The third one also had a sentence on it: "Okay, okay, little dog, I'm not angry anymore. The gifts for you are in the box that came with you. Don't throw them away. You must return them to me next time we meet."

Mo Xingyue was angry and amused, "How can you give a gift like this? I won't give it back to her."

Su Linjin understood Xue Huang's intention and smiled without saying anything.

Although Mo Xingyue complained, she put the note away and held the box in her arms. Her eyes fell on Su Linjin and her wrist, which was the one Xuehuang gave her at Yue Lao Temple.

She couldn't help but recall what the old man who interpreted the fortune had said at that time. Thinking about it now, it really came true.

She got what she wanted and traveled eastward.

What about Xue Huang herself?

Many years later, Mo Xingyue still couldn't help sighing when she thought of that scene. But that's all for later.