Chapter 187.2: Cover Up, I Am Serious
And here, Yan Shu was throwing another fit, causing the whole bunch of people to not dare to ask for instructions, afraid that they would suffer another intense round of admonishment.
“Forget it! I’ll just die if I have to!” The man outside the door drew a deep breath, before pushing the door to make his way inside.
“Chieftain…..” The man began to say carefully as he raised his head, only to see the man sitting inside to look somewhat normal, like his anger had diffused. He then said rather warily: “Chieftain, that woman in the restricted chamber told us she needs water and a new set of clothes, saying that it’s for Lord Mo….. She wants to help Lord Mo wash up, and change his clothes.”
Because of the thing that happened in the Barbarian Tribe many years back, most of the people had been changed out, so few people knew Mo Jing Yu’s identity, and all of them came to address him as Lord Mo.
Yan Shu’s eyes was deep and indiscernible, and it was impossible to read to read his mood. “You came here just because he asked you to. Do you serve the Barbarian Tribe or do you serve that woman?”
Although the Chieftain’s tone of voice was calm, his words spelt things out very clearly. Yan Shu was condemning the man for his actions!
The man immediately fell trembling to his knees. “Chieftain, please quell your anger. It is because that woman said she is Lord Mo’s wife, and that we are to obey her orders, or Lord Mo will not spare me when he awakens, so I did not dare ignore it…..”
Almost everyone in the entire Barbarian Tribe knew that Yan Shu placed great importance on Mo Jing Yu, making it a point to go check on him every few days, and everyone had naturally not dare dawdle on any affair that concerned the man.
Hearing the man’s words, Yan Shu scoffed coldly and said: “That woman, is still as thick skinned and shameless as before.”
[He had told Mo Jing Yu before, to not be tainted by that woman. In the end, not only had he not listened, he had to give up his own life for her. He had laid on that frosty ice bed for a hundred years, and where had that woman been all this time, idle and carefree? She has now come knocking once again, really wonder what kind of a scheme she has up her sleeve this time.]
[And that Mo Jing Yu fella is so soft hearted that the woman just has to whisper some sweet nothings into his ear to get the guy to throw everything down for her.]
With that thought in his head, Yan Shu then got up and walked out from there. He would really like to see what plot she was trying to hatch in there.
In the restricted chamber, Qing Lan Fei still her fingers locked together with his in her hand, her eyes gazing quietly at him, not moving at all. [A hundred years has passed in a blink and he still looked exactly like he had before. Nothing has changed, it’s all so great.]
Her slender fingers gently stroked the man’s handsome face as she mumbled: “Jing Yu, you can hear what I am saying don’t you? But why are you not willing to open your eyes to look at me? Are you blaming me for not listening to you back then but went on ahead to save you by harming myself?”
“But, who could I watch you die away right before my eyes?”
Qing Lan Fei’s eyes grew red rimmed, holding back the mistiness that was forming over them, her flawlessly beautiful face tinged with a hint of sorrow.
“Look. I am here perfectly well in front of you, so can you hurry up and wake up as well?”
The doors of the forbidden chamber were pushed open once again and Qing Lan Fei’s eyes narrowed slightly as she kept away her emotions, turning into the woman who wore a gentle smile on her face like always.
