diymy Chapter 415 The Moon Goddess's Substitute's Beloved is Actually the Emperor of Qin?!
Chapter 415 The Moon Goddess's Substitute's Beloved is Actually the Emperor of Qin?!
Chen Ruoyao held Xu Longxiang in contempt.
In her worldview, what is a mere Prince Zhenbei worth?
Her ideal man should be an emperor who controls vast territories and sits firmly on the throne, like the Emperor of Qin, not just a mere prince.
After spending time with her, she became even more convinced of this idea.
The way Xu Longxiang stared at him expectantly, and how he went to such lengths to please and fawn over him, was truly comical.
Although she had never met the Emperor of Qin, she always felt that the Emperor of Qin was much stronger than her.
After all, the Qin emperor couldn't possibly be so attentive and solicitous to her, could he?
Although the Emperor of Qin was the ultimate enemy of their Moon Goddess Cult, Chen Ruoyao always felt that someone like the Emperor of Qin was worthy of being her beloved.
Perhaps it's because she was born a citizen of the Qin Dynasty and has a biased view of the Qin emperor.
Of course, she never voiced these thoughts, after all, the Great Qin was the Moon Goddess's enemy, and she dared not speak carelessly. She could only suppress these thoughts and ambitions in her heart.
She didn't know where the Moon Goddess was or when she would appear to give her further instructions.
However, Chen Ruoyao was not worried at all, because the Moon Goddess would always appear when she was most confused and give her hints.
This time will likely be no exception; she simply needs to continue following the Moon Goddess's orders.
Thinking about these things, Chen Ruoyao walked out of the bedroom.
In the corridor, the candlelight flickered gently, casting her shadow on the snow-white wall, long and slender, cold and aloof.
Xu Longxiang had been waiting outside the hall. When he saw her come out, his eyes lit up slightly, and he quickly went to greet her.
He stood three steps in front of her, a smile on his lips, his voice gentle.
"Miss Suxin, is there anything else I can help you with?"
Chen Ruoyao looked at the other person, sneered inwardly, but remained completely expressionless on the surface.
She tilted her head slightly, mimicking the indifferent and composed demeanor of the moon goddess, a faint, aloof smile playing on her lips.
"No need. The situation has stabilized considerably. Young Master Xu has been quite worried lately, so why don't you get some rest?"
Xu Longxiang shook his head, his smile sincere.
"Miss Suxin, you flatter me. This is all for the future of the Northern Territory and the Moon Goddess Cult; how can you speak of hardship?"
Looking at his eager expression of wanting to help her, Chen Ruoyao felt even more contemptuous.
It's laughable that the dignified heir of the Northern Border has fallen so low.
Her face remained unchanged; she merely nodded slightly, and the smile on her lips deepened, conveying a subtle yet perfectly appropriate intimacy.
"In that case, if Young Master Xu doesn't mind, I would like to invite you to dinner. Would that be alright?"
She remembered the orders that the Moon Goddess had given her before she left.
To win over Xu Longxiang, make him as attached to the Moon Goddess as possible, adopt a distant and aloof attitude towards him, and make him the sharpest sword in the Moon Goddess Cult's hands.
Upon hearing this, Xu Longxiang's eyes suddenly lit up, as if a lamp had been lit in the darkness.
He nodded almost without thinking, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.
"Of course I wouldn't mind!"
Chen Ruoyao smiled but didn't say anything.
She turned around and walked towards the side hall on the other side.
The moon-white long dress trailed on the ground, making a soft rustling sound, like a cloud gently drifting in the night breeze.
Xu Longxiang immediately followed, his steps light and quick, as if he were walking on clouds.
........
at the same time,
In another side hall of the Moon Goddess Cult's headquarters, the candlelight was dim, and the air was filled with a strong smell of herbs and blood.
Dark Raven lay on the bed, pale-faced, with cracked lips, weak breath, and thick bandages wrapped around his chest, from which a dark red stain was faintly seeping.
Fan Li sat on the edge of the bed, holding a silver needle in his hand. He heated it over the candle flame and then steadily inserted it into the acupoint on Dark Crow's chest.
One, two, three... a row of silver needles were inserted densely, and a trace of color gradually returned to Dark Raven's pale face.
Fan Li gently twisted the needle's end, and after a moment, he pulled out the silver needles one by one, wiped them clean with a cotton cloth, and put them back into the needle pouch.
Dark Raven's breathing became much calmer, and he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze still somewhat unfocused.
He looked at Fan Li, his lips slightly parted, his voice hoarse and urgent.
"How is it? Is Liu Bai dead? Is His Highness injured?"
Upon hearing this, Fan Li felt a sudden surge of sorrow.
Despite being so badly injured, when Dark Raven woke up, he didn't ask about his own injuries, how long he had been lying down, or whether there would be any lasting effects. His first words were about the battle and His Highness.
And what about His Highness? His Highness hasn't stayed here for even a moment, not even to glance at us.
He advised His Highness at length, saying that Dark Raven was injured while saving him, and that it was only right and proper for His Highness to visit him.
But His Highness said that it was enough for Mr. Fan to be there; he wouldn't be of any help and would only disturb Dark Raven's rest.
He fell silent.
He knew that His Highness wasn't unable to help, but was in a hurry to help the Moon Goddess.
He suppressed the complex emotions surging within him, his face remaining impassive, and his voice steady.
"His Highness was also slightly injured and is recuperating next door. Liu Bai is dead."
Dark Raven let out a long breath, and his tense shoulders relaxed.
"It's good that he's dead, it's good that he's dead. How badly was His Highness injured?"
Fan Li's expression was rather strange; it wasn't just not serious, it was practically one of budding romance.
He coughed lightly and lowered his eyes.
"It's naturally not heavy."
Dark Raven struggled to sit up, bracing himself against the bed frame with his arms, veins bulging on his forehead.
"No, I have to go see His Highness..."
Fan Li was startled and quickly reached out to press his shoulder down, pushing him back onto the bed, her voice urgent.
"No! Your injuries are very serious; you'll need at least five days of rest before you can get out of bed!"
Dark Raven couldn't resist him, and after struggling for a while, it ran out of strength and had no choice but to lie down.
He stared at the top of the tent, his eyes filled with resentment, and said angrily.
"That Liu Bai is indeed powerful! Despite being poisoned, he still had the strength to severely injure me. At that moment, I felt as if I had encountered an insurmountable mountain. With just one sword strike, I almost lost my life. If he hadn't been injured, I probably would be dead now."
What he didn't know was that Qin Mu had reduced 99% of his power in that sword strike that killed him; otherwise, he would have been dead long ago.
If Dark Raven dies, Xu Longxiang's side will lose a capable helper, and the fun will be greatly reduced.
Fan Li and An Ya were unaware of these things; they were still marveling at Liu Bai's power.
Dark Raven turned his head and looked at Fan Li, a hint of guilt in his eyes.
"It's all my fault... I've delayed Your Highness's return to the Northern Territory."
Fan Li's expression became even stranger.
He really wanted to say, even if you are perfectly fine now, Your Highness probably won't leave here anytime soon.
However, he showed no outward reaction, only gently patting Dark Raven's hand in a soft voice.
"Just focus on recovering from your injury; you don't need to worry about the rest."
Dark Raven nodded and closed his eyes.
"it is good."
Fan Li stood up, straightened his robes, and walked out of the side hall.
He needs to go find His Highness and tell him that Dark Raven has woken up.
No matter what, His Highness has to come at least once, otherwise it would be too disheartening for his subordinates who work so hard for him.
He searched around, from the sleeping quarters to the council hall, from the council hall to the corridor, and from the corridor to the garden.
Xu Longxiang was nowhere to be seen.
His brow furrowed deeper and deeper, and his pace quickened.
He stopped a high-ranking member of the Lunar Cult, clasped his hands in greeting, and asked...
"Excuse me, have you seen my lord before?"
The senior executive pointed towards the backyard and lowered his voice.
"Young Master Xu and our leader are drinking in the side hall."
Fan Li's lips twitched slightly.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the surging helplessness in his heart, and walked towards the backyard.
Upon arriving at the backyard, Fan Li indeed saw Xu Longxiang and Yue Shen sitting in the pavilion, raising their cups to drink.
The pavilion was open on all sides, and the night breeze blew through it, causing the two people's clothes to flutter. On the table were several plates of exquisite side dishes and a pot of wine.
The moon goddess held a wine cup, a faint smile on her lips, seemingly saying something.
Xu Longxiang listened intently, forgetting to drink even when he raised his wine glass to his lips.
Fan Li was truly helpless.
Is this the time for drinking? Everywhere, His Highness needs to be in charge, yet he's here drinking with the Moon Goddess.
This month, God is really something. Instead of comforting the followers who have just experienced the war, he's drinking here. Isn't that making a scene?
He took a deep breath, suppressed his displeasure, and strode over.
He first walked up to the Moon Goddess, bowed slightly, and adopted a respectful posture.
"Greetings, Moon Goddess."
Then he turned to the side, leaned close to Xu Longxiang's ear, and lowered his voice so low that only the two of them could hear it.
"Your Highness, Dark Raven has awakened."
Xu Longxiang didn't stop holding the wine glass; he just nodded, his tone casual as if he were talking about something unimportant.
"Okay, I understand. I'll go check on him after I finish my drink."
Fan Li felt a wave of helplessness wash over him.
He had told Dark Raven that His Highness was also injured and was recuperating next door.
But when His Highness came to see him reeking of alcohol, wouldn't that expose his lie?
Moreover, Your Highness is likely to get completely drunk again, and then you won't be able to even walk, let alone go see the Dark Crows.
He couldn't help but offer another word of advice, lowering his voice even further.
"Your Highness, it's not appropriate for you to visit the wounded reeking of alcohol."
Xu Longxiang paused slightly in his hand holding the wine glass, thought about it, and felt that there was indeed some truth to it.
He nodded, his tone still casual.
"Let's go tomorrow then, let him get some rest first."
Fan Li's lips twitched slightly; he was utterly helpless and didn't know what to say.
He opened his mouth, then closed it again.
Xu Longxiang already felt that Fan Li was getting in the way.
Here, he couldn't say what he wanted to say to the moon goddess, nor could he do what he wanted to do.
He put down his wine glass, turned his head, looked at Fan Li, and said with a hint of impatience in his voice.
"Is there anything else? If not, you can leave now."
Fan Li remained silent for a moment.
He thought about it and felt it was necessary to cool down the fire in His Highness's heart, otherwise, things would inevitably go wrong sooner or later.
He raised his head and looked at Xu Longxiang.
"Your Highness, there is indeed one more thing."