Chapter 267: Chapter 267 Long Yi Chapter 267: Chapter 267 Long Yi the old residence
Xuexue and Big Bull carried two bags of rice and flour home.
Madam Xie looked somewhat dazed and asked hesitantly, “Xuexue, did you… did you go to… to the Mo family’s side?”
“Yes!” Xuexue replied as if it were a matter of course.
“But didn’t you promise your mother not to cause trouble there?”
“We didn’t cause trouble; we just moved some stuff.” Xuexue spoke and then turned to ask Big Bull, “Big Bull, we didn’t cause any trouble, did we?”
“That’s right! Madam, we just took some things and came back,” Big Bull responded while continuing to move the items to the kitchen.
Madam Xie still looked unconvinced. With Old Lady Mo’s stingy character, how could she let them take things so easily? She stared intently at Xuexue and pressed, “Didn’t your grandmother say anything?”
“Nothing at all, she’s quite fine.” Xuexue replied nonchalantly. Indeed, when they had left, Old Lady Mo was catching a breeze on the rooftop; how could she not be fine? At least she was not injured or ill.
“That’s good then.” Madam Xie finally let her worry go.
Mo Family Village sank into slumber; except for the occasional bark of a dog, everywhere was silent.
Suddenly, several shadows darted in from the outside, heading straight toward the old residence like lightning.
A few men in black waited outside, and only one, who seemed to be the leader, leaped into the courtyard, heading directly for Big Bull’s room.
“Master.” Long Yi stopped at the door and called out respectfully.
“Come in,” a voice commanded coldly, a far cry from the normally foolish and simple Big Bull.
Long Yi pushed the door open and promptly gave a bow to the person on the bed.
“What have you found out?”
“We’ve got some leads. It seems the adversary is from the Royal Family, with quite a background. Master, should we investigate further?” Long Yi felt a hint of unease.
Big Bull let out a scoff, his voice as cold as a millennium-old icy pool, “Too minor a figure to plot against this prince, eh? Investigate, even if it’s The Emperor himself who dares to play dirty with this prince, I will pull him down from his horse and turn this empire upside down.” His tone was full of arrogance.
It was fitting, after all, he was the Prince with a Different Surname from Moli Country, commanding armies, his influence felt far and wide. Who would have thought that immediately after leaving the Capital, he would be hunted and assassinated by wave after wave of assassins and even suffer amnesia as a result? Remembering this made him furious, as he had never suffered such humiliation in his life.
“Yes, your subordinates will obey.”
Long Yi was respectful, feeling relieved inside. Master had finally recovered his memory. He had been scared half to death a while back when Master couldn’t even recognize him. But he didn’t dare stray far for fear assassins might target his master again. So he stayed, protecting him in the shadows with a few of his men. Fortunately, Heaven had eyes; a few days ago, Master somehow regained his memory and sent a secret signal for them to find out who was behind the assassination attempt.
“Hmm! Go, do not disturb me unless it’s urgent.”
“Yes, I shall take my leave.”
As Long Yi withdrew, he thought, “Could Master really be smitten with that village girl named Xuexue? If this news got back to the Capital, I wonder how many noble young ladies would die of grief.”
Big Bull, oh! No, that’s not right, his real name was Long Rui, the Prince with a Different Surname of Moli Country. He had been injured and left for dead in the small hills nearby after a bitch had attempted to kill him. Under the effects of an aphrodisiac, Xuexue had forced herself on him, much to his anger. He, the War Prince of Moli Country, being dominated by a mere girl–it was a blow to his dignity. Thus, he ordered the painting of Xuexue’s portrait that very night, intending to catch her. However, that night, even more formidable assassins arrived, his men were all killed, and although he managed to kill the assassins in the end, he lost his memory. Fortunately, he ran into Xuexue, who brought him home.