Chapter 21 In Mofang's heart

Chapter 21 In Mofang's heart 

By Jiulu Feixiang,

Translated, Edited and Arranged by Angel Chua 10/11/2024

The wet and warm body softened in his arms, and slid down, but one hand hugged her waist without any hesitation, and Shen Li's bloody right hand was gently caught by him when it fell from his cheek. He turned his palm and pressed his fingertips on her pulse. The man in white frowned: "Where is the camp?"

Shang Bei stepped over quickly. He thought it was not polite for Shen Li, who was waiting to be married, to stay in the arms of a strange man, so he wanted to take Shen Li back. But seeing that the man was full of immortal aura, he thought he must be an envoy sent by the heaven, so he didn't rush to bring Shen Li back. It's just that the fairy world... only sent one person down?

"Who are you?"

"Heaven Beyond Heaven, Zhishui Pavilion, Xingzhi God."

The people in the Immortal Realm world are not familiar with Heaven Beyond Heaven, and don't know what Zhishui Pavilion is, but the only immortal in the world called Xingzhi is the ancient god, the god who gave Shen Li marriage...

Shang Bei's face was solemn. If it was him, only one person would be enough.

"I'm sorry, I haven't been to the mortal world for a long time. I got lost and came late."

Shang Bei was silent, and it was not easy to blame him. He turned around and ordered: "Clear the battlefield, help the wounded, and return to the camp!" He walked quickly to Xingzhi's side and stretched out his hand, saying, "I dare not trouble the God Lord, let me help the prince." "No." Xingzhi turned around and avoided Shang Bei's hand, "It's okay for me to hold her. Besides, she ran here by herself." After that, he ignored Shang Bei and walked forward a few steps. Suddenly he turned his head and said, "By the way, where is the camp?"

Shang Bei was silent. The temper of Tianwai Tian Xingzhi... is really... unique.

The sun swayed with the swaying green leaves, the breeze was cool, and the herbs were fragrant. She slowly sat up and saw the man in green and white clothes lying on his back on the rocking chair, swaying slowly. The "creaking" sound tells the tranquility of time.

The rocking chair slowly stopped, and the man turned his head and looked at her quietly: "What? Are you hungry?"

"No." Her usually straight back suddenly curled up slightly, and the corners of her lips raised a bitter smile for the first time, "Just... I'm so tired." Her head felt warm, and the warm palm gently rubbed her head: "Take a break, it's okay now."

"Yeah."

She closed her eyes quietly, and suddenly woke up again, grabbing the void: "Wait!" Shen Li woke up suddenly, the wounds on her body hurt violently, and her left hand hurt from the shoulder to the fingertips. Even she couldn't help gritting her teeth and groaning.

"Prince... Prince, what's the matter?"

Shen Li looked closely and saw a soldier looking at her in panic. She looked around and found herself lying on the bed in the tent, her whole body aching as if she was about to fall apart. Without looking at Shen Li, she knew that she must be wrapped like a dumpling at this time. And the memories that came to her mind made it impossible for her to lie down.

"Help me up."

The soldier waved his hands: "Your Highness, no, that... that said, you can't move."

It must be some messed up taboos told by the long-winded military doctor. Shen Li was disdainful but did not continue to force him. She continued to ask: "Has the number of casualties in this battle been counted? Have the souls of the dead been saved? What about General Mofang, how is his injury?" The soldier was stunned by her series of questions and ran outside: "I'll go call the general!"

Shen Li was so angry that she pounded the bed: "I'm not eating you! Hiss... It hurts..."

"Heh."

A light laugh came from nowhere, Shen Li was startled, but she didn't see anyone in the tent. She frowned and was about to ask, when she saw the tent curtain lifted, and Mofang, also in bandages, stepped in. He slowly moved to Shen Li's side step by step with a cane, but seeing Shen Li's eyes open, he let out a long breath, and held it for a long time before he uttered: "Your Majesty...are you okay?"

Shen Li was stunned and smiled: "Mofang should ask yourself this question." Shen Li looked at his embarrassment and felt the pain all over her body. Suddenly she smiled and said: "I suddenly remembered that I had an argument with the Immortal Realm Lord a few days ago, saying that the Lord of Xingzhi in the outer world was nothing great, but he sealed a few "You beast, you have to trouble me, the Immortal Realm Realm, to guard the seal for you. Now that I think about it, you deserve to die. There are at least thousands of monsters like this in the Xutian Abyss. Sealing them all up is indeed a favor to the Three Realms!"

Shen Li hadn't finished sighing when he saw Mofang throw away his crutches, kneel down suddenly, and risk breaking his wounds, bowing his head and saying, "Mofang deserves to die for causing the king to be seriously injured." Shen Li was stunned, and was silent for a long time, then said in a cold voice, "According to what you said, I think it's not enough for me to die. Those brothers who died on the battlefield were all because I didn't protect them well, and even let them lose their lives."

"Of course the king cannot be blamed!" Mofang looked up, "It was all the king's credit that we were able to kill this monster, how can you blame him..."

Shen Li sighed, and her voice softened: "So, get up. No one can blame you."

Mofang's eyes were slightly hot, he clenched his teeth, and knocked his forehead lightly on the ground, but he didn't raise his head for a long time: "The king doesn't understand... It's Mofang who can't forgive himself." When he woke up, he learned that Shen Li was seriously injured and unconscious, and rushed over in a panic. Seeing her covered in blood, her breath was almost undetectable, he... Mofang's voice was very small,

"Because you were injured, I can't forgive myself."

Hearing these words suddenly, Shen Li took a breath of cold air, staring at Mofang blankly: "Mofang you... you won't..."

"The king has lived in Mofang's heart for a long time."

Since she got her first honor, she has hardly ever dressed like an ordinary woman from the Immortal Realm world. She used to feel touched when she saw other women, but after she wore an embroidered skirt and was looked at with horror by the ministers, Shen Li never touched those women's things again. That's why she was more shocked by someone's confession today than seeing a ghost: "... Could it be that the poison has entered your brain and you are in bad shape?"

"Mofang is very sober." As if he wanted to open his heart for Shen Li to see, Mofang said bluntly, "Mofang likes the king, and I like Shen Li."

Shen Li held her breath in her chest and almost couldn't spit it out, but seeing that Mofang hadn't nodded yet, Shen Li's brows sank slightly, and she said solemnly, "No." Mofang looked up at her, but saw Shen Li said seriously, "This won't work. I want you to clear your feelings and eradicate these thoughts. This is a military order."

Mofang nodded and kowtowed silently again: "Yes, sir."

When there was silence in the tent, a panicked shout from General Shangbei suddenly came from outside the tent: "Ah... Lord Xingzhi, don't go in now..."

"Why?" When saying this, a slender finger lifted the door curtain, and the door curtain was pulled wider. Shen Li looked closely and saw a white figure turning his head to talk to the person behind him in the backlight. The long robe dragging on the ground seemed too cumbersome in the gray Immortal Realm world, but it was this cumbersomeness that made the visitor more noble, which the people of the Immortal Realm world would not have.

"This, this..." General Shang Bei saw Mofang kneeling in the tent and Shen Li lying on the bed through the gap. He sighed helplessly, "Forget it, it's okay." Xing

Zhijun slowly stepped into the tent. Shen Li stared at him blankly. Suddenly, the white figure she saw before she fainted broke into her mind. She thought it was her hallucination, but it turned out to be "Xingyun".

"You..."

Shang Bei hurried in to help Mofang up from the ground. He grabbed his hand and felt that his palm was full of cold sweat and was cold. Shang Bei sighed in his heart, and turned to Shen Li and said, "Your Highness, this is Xingzhi, the God of the Outer Heaven, who has come to reinforce the seal of the Xutianyuan."

"Xingzhi... God?" Shen Li struggled to sit up, and Xingzhi stepped forward and gently pressed her shoulder, "The wound will split."

"Have you ever been to the human world?" Shen Li asked, "Do you know Xingyun?"

Xingzhi pulled the quilt for Shen Li and said coldly, "No." He took Shen Li's wrist out of the quilt, gently took her pulse, and said after a while, "The breath is much more stable."

Shen Li looked at him quietly, and their eyes met. Xingzhi smiled and said, "I have heard that Lord BiCang is brave and good at fighting. Now that I see it, this heroic spirit is really admirable. But no matter how good the foundation is, it can't withstand such torment from the prince. Please take care of your body for the sake of the Immortal Realm world."

The polite words sounded so beautiful. Shen Li blinked, restrained the emotions in her eyes, and her expression calmed down: "Thank you, God."

He is not Xingyun.

His facial features were a bit sharper than Xingyun's, and he was taller than Xingyun. His coldness was something Xingyun had never had before. Xingyun was a dull person, but he was very polite to people and things. And this man, judging by his behavior of coming in uninvited, must have been used to being domineering for many years.

"Besides, I will have to stay here for a while. I haven't been here for a thousand years. I don't know what changes have taken place here. I have to explore the terrain here before I can enter the Xutianyuan to reinforce the seal. At that time, I will have to trouble the prince to lead the way for me."

Hearing this, the three people in the room were all startled. Shang Bei said, "If the God wants someone to lead the way, there are soldiers in the army who are familiar with the surrounding cities and can serve. The prince is now seriously injured and I am afraid he will have to rest for some time." "General, don't worry. I will take care of the prince's body. Within three days, she will be able to move freely. Leading the way will not harm her. More movement is also good for the body and mind."

Mofang frowned: "I am willing to lead the way for the God on behalf of the prince."

Xingzhi's eyes fell on Mofang leisurely. He looked at him steadily for a while, and suddenly smiled: "No, I want her to lead the way." Seeing Mofang's fist tightened, Xingzhi's lips curved even more, Shen Li hurriedly said: "In this case, I will trouble the God for these three days."

"It's settled."

After leaving Shen Li's tent, Shang Bei sent Mofang to the tent next to him. Xingzhi was walking alone in the military camp. When he passed a tent, he suddenly saw a soldier looking at him in panic. He thought about it and turned his head to look at him. The soldier was about to run: "Stop." Xingzhi called him loudly, and the soldier didn't move as if he was frozen. Xingzhi walked to his side and patted him on the head gently, "Forget it."

A picture suddenly flashed in the soldier's mind. He went into the prince's tent to pack up his things, but saw a man in white sitting at the head of the prince's bed.

"I'm so tired..."

"Take a break." He touched the prince's head, "It's okay now."

Noticing someone coming in, the man in white turned his head, put his index finger on his lips, and made a soft "hush" sound. Then the figure gradually disappeared. Until the prince woke up and shouted "Wait!"

The soldier opened his eyes and saw the man in white walking in front of him. He had some vague impressions in his mind, but he couldn't remember anything. He scratched his head, feeling strange, but couldn't tell what was strange. He watched him leave, then remembered that he should go to the prince's tent to clean up.

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