Chapter 5768: Divine Being
Mo Yu couldn't help but laugh, his voice muffled from outside the carriage. "Still talking to me even when you're asleep."
Qiao Lin fell silent.
Then, she heard the window beside her move, and a figure rolled in through the window, skillfully landing beside her. Qiao Lin immediately kicked out a leg. Mo Yu quickly dodged, holding a hand in front of his face and grabbing her kicking left leg. He cried out, "You stinky girl, you're trying to kill someone!"
"You learn nothing good, only my sister-in-law's bad habits!"
Qiao Lin retracted her leg and sat up cross-legged, huffing. "Try saying that again."
"Say what? My sister-in-law is beautiful and generous, the best person in this world." Hmph, stinky girl, she's thinking of recording what he says into a sound transmission jade slip to make a big complaint to his sister-in-law.
Qiao Lin looked at him with great surprise. He's surprisingly alert. The way he talks and acts is quite cunning. She had just been secretly thinking of coaxing him to say something bad about her sister, so she could let her sister hear it through the sound transmission jade slip. She didn't expect him not to fall for it. He truly was a sly one.
Qiao Lin snorted and turned her face to the window. "I'm sleeping in the carriage tonight. You can get out!"
"Why were you angry just now?"
"Who's angry!" Qiao Lin turned back and glared at him, huffing. She was actually quite puzzled herself. Just now, hearing Baozi the guard speak like that, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable. It was as if the word "marriage alliance" sounded particularly grating.
Mo Yu moved closer to her, his idle hands quietly placing themselves on Qiao Lin's small hand. "Actually, what Baozi said isn't true at all."
"Think about what kind of person I am. How could I be someone to be manipulated by others? Don't worry, I definitely won't agree to such nonsensical things as a marriage alliance."
"I've already thought about it. Father King has so many concubines. Taking one is taking one, taking ten is taking ten. At that time, I'll just let this princess marry him and become a minor concubine."
Qiao Lin looked at Mo Yu with the gaze of someone observing a divine being, her eyes holding an indescribable expression. She really wanted to ask this young man in front of her. Are you really your father's biological son? You're actually arranging a concubine for your own father. Have you considered your own mother's feelings, you brat? This truly was an unparalleled oddity.
Mo Yu didn't notice Little Lin's subtle gaze and continued his elaborate planning. "What do you think of my idea? It's pretty good, right? Look at my father; he's useless at everything except enjoying himself. If I suggest that he take in this princess or whatever, he'll definitely agree happily."
Qiao Lin, with a strangely frozen expression, faced this "young master." After a long pause, she stammered, "This might be... somewhat inappropriate."
"What's inappropriate?" Mo Yu furrowed his long brows. His restless hands tightly held the little girl's small hand, and he moved half his body closer to her, getting even nearer.
"Didn't you say that her aunt... is your father's new... new favorite in the past two years?"
Mo Yu rolled his eyes. "You're worried about that? That's not even a problem, I tell you. So what if her aunt is in my father's palace? When this niece enters the palace, won't it just be a family reunion?"
Pfft...
Qiao Lin turned her small face aside, almost choking on her own saliva. "I think you're developing to be even more of a pain than Big Brother!" This was the truth. Back then, when Big Brother was still the Crown Prince, he didn't seem to have troubled the Old King this much. The Old King truly brought this upon himself; both his sons are such a pain to him...
Then Mo Yu became excited, reaching out to tightly grasp Qiao Lin's small hand, asking with surging emotion, "So do you think I've surpassed Big Brother and am even better than him now?"
Qiao Lin's gaze fell on their clasped hands, her face inexplicably heating up.
Annoyance and Rest
What the hell is going on?When did he grab her hand?
She huffily pulled her hand back, lifted the curtain, and without a word, tossed Crown Prince Yu out.
"Scram—"
The undulating sound slowly resonated in the summer evening. By the rippling riverbank, Baozi and his group of guards turned their heads, looking utterly bewildered. They watched as their dignified and elegant master was thrown out of the carriage by a young girl with a shout.
The curtain "whooshed" down in front of their master.
Everyone: ...
Oh, it must be some illusion. It definitely is. Based on their understanding of the troublesome Crown Prince, he's unlikely to be the type to suffer a loss.
After Little Lin tossed the noisy man out of the carriage, she tossed and turned for most of the night, finally falling into a deep sleep around dawn. When she woke up, she found the carriage already on the road, swaying gently, not bumpy at all.
She scrambled up and heard a faint, resentful voice from the corner, "Awake?"
Qiao Lin looked up and saw someone sitting diagonally opposite her, with a slightly wronged expression.
"Why are you here?"
"This is my carriage!" He was furious. That stinky girl actually threw him out of the carriage yesterday! Doesn't he have any dignity?
"Oh." Qiao Lin glanced at the spacious carriage and touched her nose. There seemed to have been such a thing yesterday: she had taken over his carriage and rested in it for a night. Mo Yu's carriage, when the central cover board was lowered at night, became a large bed. In the morning, when the cover board was flipped up, it became a small tea table with seats covered in cushions on three sides.
Camping outdoors, it was better to sleep in the carriage than in a damp tent. Taking over his carriage was absolutely necessary, the little girl pouted. "I'm hungry."
Mo Yu's eyes widened. "Your storage talisman is full of food." The implication was, you're such a wealthy little fellow, you should be the one taking out the delicious food to share!
Qiao Lin had an instinct to hoard food. Hearing him, she quickly shook her head. "Didn't you boil congee this morning? Just give me a bowl of congee and half a plate of side dishes; that's enough!" The food in her storage talisman wouldn't spoil; she just liked to hoard things and enjoy them slowly herself.
"Stingy," Mo Yu snorted, lifted the carriage curtain, and said a few words outside.
Not long after, someone brought a steaming pot of congee to the carriage, along with four plates of pastries and four plates of side dishes; it was quite lavish. Qiao Lin's eyes lit up, and she immediately felt completely content with life. She turned, jumped out of the carriage to wash her face by the river, and quickly jumped back in, picking up her small congee bowl and began to eat.
"I remember you're a water spirit, right?"
"Mhm, what about it?"
"Then why did you just go to the river to wash up..."
Second Miss Qiao gave him a strange look. "Because I feel like it!"
There's clean river water outside to wash her face with. Why would she use her own water spirit and deplete her spiritual energy without needing to replenish it?