Capítulo 1140: Chapter 5: Past and Present Lives 5
For a long ti, under the amazed and shocked gazes of the crowd, he released her. She lifted her bright and charming smile, giving him a grateful look, albeit with a hint of embarrassnt, knowing she was the daughter of an Empress and had humiliated herself in front of a stranger.
“No need for thanks!”
His long, narrow eyes kept watching her, as if wanting to engrave her smile deep within his heart. In the next mont, his arched brows slightly furrowed; he was secretly astonished that he didn’t wish for her to smile at that mont, because there were countless outsiders present.
Later, when he was with her, he truly ntioned to her that she should smile less in front of others.
Because of this, Feng Qin would often tease Mo Yunchen about it.
She was so beautiful, so beautiful that he wanted to hide her away. With one smile, she could cause the downfall of a kingdom. It was enough that she smiled at him.
The atmosphere between the two was a bit strange. Feng Qin couldn’t quite explain why, stepping back and lifting her delicate, picturesque smile.
“I’m Feng Qin! What’s your na?”
“Mo Yunchen!”
“What Yunchen?”
“Mo… Yun… Chen!”
He pronounced every syllable clearly for her to hear, and hearing his voice, she smiled again, so beautiful it left him dazed.
From then on, she rembered his na in her heart, never forgetting, even in subsequent lives. Hearing his na always felt familiar to her.
Later, when they were together, she would often murmur his na softly.
After eating his pastries, she shalessly followed him ho and only then found out he was a royal, titled War King.
Mo Yunchen was very busy, occupied with quelling wars everywhere and dealing with royal family internal conflicts. So, when Feng Qin followed him back, she often couldn’t see him, yet always heard people praising him on the streets.
“I heard the War King captured all the mountain bandits on Valin Mountain yesterday.”
“Right, those mountain bandits have been rampant for a while, affecting many rchants. The War King truly is remarkable.”
“Our War King is truly a blessing for the common folk. Since he returned to the capital, he has punished many corrupt officials.”
“Exactly, if the War King ascends the throne soday…”
“Hush, this isn’t sothing we can discuss.”
Sitting in the corner of a tea house, Feng Qin listened to the many tales about Mo Yunchen, engrossed in them, until the conversation was interrupted. She understood that in this dynasty, the topic of the imperial throne was highly sensitive, so many didn’t dare to speak openly.
With a thin veil masking her breathtaking looks, Feng Qin propped her chin up as she gazed at the tea house nearby, knowing they spoke the truth. In her heart, none of the princes or nobles could compare to him at all. He was born a king, decisive and efficient, with extraordinary abilities, earning the deep respect of countless people.
It seed a while had passed since she’d seen him. She found herself missing him and thinking of him, such intense yearning for a man for the first ti.
She took out so silver and placed it on the table, standing up and heading downstairs, her back catching the admiration of nearby patrons. Even without seeing her real face, her back alone captivated them.
Feng Qin was indifferent to this. Walking down the bustling streets, she sighed.
“Hey, mister, co have so fun!”
“Oh dear, Master Lee, why have you co so late today?”
Nurous charming female voices echoed in her ears. Feng Qin stopped in her tracks, looking at a nearby building. In front of the three-story ancient structure, several scantily clad won were giggling as they waved their handkerchiefs to invite custors, pulling many n forcefully inside.
Feng Qin curiously watched; though she had been among humans for over a month, this was the first ti she’d seen such a place and didn’t quite understand what it was.
Her graceful figure caught the attention of many won, who halted their solicitation efforts with peculiar gazes in their eyes.
A woman, masked but unable to conceal her incredible beauty, stood before the brothel looking at them – an unusual sight to anyone.
“Sister Moli, what’s that woman standing here for?”
A heavily made-up brothel woman asked the woman beside her, nad Sister Moli, who had been staring at Feng Qin, her eyes flashing with interest as she sashayed over to Feng Qin.
Standing in front of her, Sister Moli covered her lips with an embroidered white handkerchief, laughing softly, “Wouldn’t you like to co inside for a look, Miss?”
Moli raised her hand slightly; Feng Qin glanced at her with a slight frown, “No, thank you!”
Though she wasn’t sure what this place was, her intuition told her it was not sowhere she wanted to enter.
Feng Qin turned to leave, Sister Moli’s eyes darkened as she intercepted, grabbing her hand, “Hey, don’t rush. Why not take a look inside, and you’ll surely enjoy it.”
Moli forcibly pulled Feng Qin inside. This woman looked easy to deceive, and if she brought her into the brothel and introduced her to the madam, she’d earn a large sum of money. After all, their establishnt had powerful backing, and they weren’t afraid of anyone coming after them.
Feng Qin’s expression turned cold, her aura suddenly strong. Moli trembled slightly, almost letting go, but the thought of the money she would earn pulling Feng Qin into the brothel made her grit her teeth and continue trying to drag her inside.
Feng Qin moved her free hand slightly, a white light ready to shoot at Moli, but then thought of sothing, and the light dissipated.
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