Mo Qingcheng’s Reminder

This person was none other than Mo Qingcheng, the woman hailed as the number one beauty in the entire Chu Country.

Mo Qingcheng moved gracefully, capturing the attention of every onlooker. The expressions on their faces shifted dramatically as they realized she was heading towards Mu Rou.

"Do you think there's some connection between Mu Rou and Mo Qingcheng?" People whispered among themselves. After a few moments, Mo Qingcheng stood before Mu Rou. The crowd watched her from behind, their faces filled with confusion. However, Qin Wentian noticed that Mo Qingcheng's gaze seemed to be fixed on him.

As he scanned the area, making sure there was no one else nearby, Qin Wentian became certain that Mo Qingcheng was indeed looking at him.

"Qin Wentian," Mo Qingcheng spoke in a soft voice. As the sound reached their ears, the pupils of the crowd constricted.

Qin Wentian? Mo Qingcheng was here to find Qin Wentian? Could they have misheard?

Wasn't it said that Qin Wentian had appeared here, masquerading as a servant to Chu Ling? How did Mo Qingcheng know this person?

"Is there something you need?" Qin Wentian inclined his head, and upon gazing up at Mo Qingcheng, his heart involuntarily skipped a beat.

Qingcheng's features seemed like a combination of those of all the peerless beauties, tinged with a touch of shyness. Her eyes were as clear as autumn water, so perfect that she resembled a work of art.

Naturally, Qin Wentian recognized her. For someone like Mo Qingcheng, once you'd seen her, it was nearly impossible to forget.

"I have something to tell you. Can you follow me somewhere?" Mo Qingcheng said gently, freezing the expressions of the crowd. Had they misheard? Mo Qingcheng actually wanted to speak privately with Qin Wentian?

In their eyes, even within the Royal Capital of the Chu Country, there was no man worthy of receiving such treatment from Mo Qingcheng.

"Yes," Qin Wentian replied directly, already resolved to leave the banquet. He stood up and left, Mo Qingcheng giving a slight nod to Chu Tianjiao before following Qin Wentian.

As the two figures departed, the entire banquet fell into silence. Many guests' eyes betrayed both coldness and simmering anger.

"Qin Wentian," Liu Yue's expression turned icy, clearly consumed by jealousy. Meanwhile, Liu Yan's countenance beside him was a mixture of fascination and intrigue.

Mo Qingcheng and Qin Wentian remained oblivious to the thoughts swirling through the minds of the crowd as they reached a secluded spot in the garden.

"I'm truly sorry about what happened that day," Mo Qingcheng lowered her head as she apologized. Her expression made it hard for Qin Wentian to hold any grudge against her. Inwardly, he playfully cursed, "femme fatale." Fortunately, he possessed an iron will. If it were any other young cultivator in his place, they might have already fallen head over heels, entering a realm where logic no longer prevailed.

"We were complete strangers back then. Why are you apologizing to me?" Qin Wentian's heart raced, but he maintained his composed facade.

"Are you still holding it against me? I didn't know you were Qin Wentian that day. When I saw you pursuing Orfon with the intent to kill him, I couldn't help but misjudge you," Mo Qingcheng's eyes glistened with a hint of being wronged as she looked at Qin Wentian. Her gaze had a disarming quality, as if it could melt his heart.

Nolan, standing beside them, was utterly dumbfounded. Oh my, who would have thought that our great Miss Mo had such a girlish side to her?

Rubbing her eyes, Nolan squinted again, convinced she must have seen things incorrectly earlier.

"Forget it, it wasn't a big deal anyway," Qin Wentian forced a smile and shook his head, avoiding direct eye contact with Mo Qingcheng. He couldn't handle her gaze. In any case, he wasn't a petty person. Although he and Fan Le had been infuriated that day, in hindsight, he understood Mo Qingcheng's mistake. Besides, when Orchon had ordered their deaths, Mo Qingcheng had intervened, letting them go free.

However, the Mo Qingcheng of that day and the current Mo Qingcheng seemed like entirely different people.

Qin Wentian didn't believe that Mo Qingcheng had fallen for him at first sight, but he couldn't think of any other reason.

"Alright, let's put it behind us," Mo Qingcheng said with a gentle smile.

"Are you also here for the 3rd Prince's banquet?" Qin Wentian suddenly asked.

"Yes. He did extend an invitation to me, but I don't particularly enjoy crowded places," Mo Qingcheng replied, smiling. No matter where she went, her beauty attracted large crowds.

The people who followed her around seemed to have nothing better to do.

"May I ask you one more question? What kind of person is the Crown Prince of Snowcloud Country?" Qin Wentian suddenly inquired, as if he had just remembered something. Given Mo Qingcheng's esteemed status, she might know things that others didn't.

"The princes of Snowcloud Country outnumber those of our Chu Country by far. Their control is stable, and their Imperial Authority is absolute—even more so than in Chu. Moreover, the Emperor of Snowcloud Country, who is still in his prime, has already chosen one of his sons as the crown prince, despite his youth. This speaks volumes about the crown prince's exceptional abilities. He surpasses the other princes by a wide margin, much like Chu Tianjiao, as both are extraordinarily capable."

der it was to fathom their intentions. How could someone like the Crown Prince gather such a significant force to help Qin Yao save her family, seemingly disregarding the relationship between their two nations? The Crown Prince's actions deeply concerned Qin Wentian.

"Oh, and there's one more thing I need to tell you," Mo Qingcheng said with a grave expression.

"What is it?" Qin Wentian inquired.

"I've heard some rumors that the Crown Prince has expressed an interest in marrying one of the princesses of our Chu Country," Mo Qingcheng whispered, causing Qin Wentian's heart to lurch violently, and his face to instantly pale.

"Is this information reliable?"

"I believe there shouldn't be any mistakes," Mo Qingcheng confirmed with a nod.

"Thank you." Great worry filled Qin Wentian's heart. If the Crown Prince of Snowcloud Country intended to marry one of Chu Country's princesses, how could Qin Wentian risk offending the Chu Country for Qin Yao's sake?

Had Qin Yao's arrival in the Chu Country caused a significant commotion in Snowcloud Country? Perhaps no one there was even aware of it. On the surface, Qin Yao was only a candidate to be the Crown Prince's wife; she held no real power or status within Snowcloud Country, so her existence might have remained unknown.

If that was the case, it was highly likely that Qin Yao had been deceived!

Seeing the concern etched on Qin Wentian's face, Mo Qingcheng couldn't help but sigh silently. She knew that Qin Yao had come to the Chu Country to save Qin Wu and Qin Chuan from imprisonment. Initially, she had no intention of revealing these details to Qin Wentian. After all, his current power was insufficient to change anything, and she preferred that he focus on cultivating safely within the Emperor Star Academy.

However, their unexpected meeting had led Qin Wentian to suspect something, prompting Mo Qingcheng to share the information she knew, allowing Qin Wentian to gain a clearer understanding of the situation.

"Hey, are you two treating me like thin air? When will you finish your conversation?" Nolan put her hands on her hips, unable to contain her impatience. She had been glaring at Qin Wentian. How could he be so fortunate to have a private conversation with Mo Qingcheng? This was a privilege no other man could enjoy.

"Right, I should take my leave now," Qin Wentian nodded, leaving Nolan blinking in surprise. Qin Wentian was actually the one suggesting they leave first? This left her utterly speechless.

"It might be best for you to return to the Emperor Star Academy," Mo Qingcheng looked at Qin Wentian, concerned that he might be scalded by the political intrigues and scheming of the royal clans. The matter involving Qin Yao was not something he currently had the qualifications to intervene in.

Qin Wentian simply nodded in response to Mo Qingcheng before turning to depart. His heart was heavy with worry, his brows furrowed tightly. It was clear that he was deeply concerned about Qin Yao's well-being.

After the conversation with Mo Qingcheng, Qin Wentian's heart grew heavier. Qin Yao was one of the few people who held immense importance in his life, and he couldn't help but worry for her.

"One last thing," Mo Qingcheng suddenly interjected, causing Qin Wentian to turn his head.

"Hmm?" Qin Wentian looked puzzled, his mind preoccupied with concern for Qin Yao.

"You don't owe that Liu Yan anything," Mo Qingcheng stated.

Qin Wentian's bewilderment deepened, but he merely nodded absentmindedly, too distracted by his worries to inquire further.

"What a dunce!" Nolan exclaimed, standing beside Mo Qingcheng and observing Qin Wentian from behind. She marveled at how he remained so calm after conversing with Mo Qingcheng.

"He wouldn't understand the meaning behind your words. You should have just told him directly that you saved him that day," Nolan cheekily remarked, earning a playful eye roll from Mo Qingcheng.

As Qin Wentian slowly strolled through the hunting grounds, his heart weighed heavily with concern. The news of the Snowcloud Country's Crown Prince wanting to marry a princess from Chu Country lingered in his mind, refusing to be dismissed.

"I might have to take Sister Yao away from this place today," Qin Wentian silently resolved. The interruption by guards during his conversation with Qin Yao made sense now. They weren't there for her protection but rather as a form of surveillance.

Suddenly, the ground trembled, drawing Qin Wentian's attention. He turned to see a group of guests from the banquet riding warhorses. His stay here had indeed been lengthy, and the banquet must have concluded, with the aristocrats entering the Dark Forest to hunt demonic beasts.

Qin Wentian reached into his robes and retrieved the kirin-styled mask before sprinting toward the warhorses. His speed was so swift that it seemed like a hurricane had swept through.

"They're dispersing," Qin Wentian observed as he approached. The crowd was dividing into smaller groups before entering the Dark Forest.

"Sister Yao's group is over there," he noted, spotting Qin Yao and discreetly making his way toward her. The dense foliage of the Dark Forest provided excellent cover.

"Yanaro?" Qin Wentian froze as he noticed Yanaro, who hadn't mounted a warhorse but was stealthily trailing Qin Yao from behind. Suspicion gnawed at him. What was Yanaro up to?

Qin Wentian's senses were razor-sharp, and he had already detected Yanaro, who remained oblivious to his presence. He trailed Yanaro like a hunter stalking prey.

"Wait, he's not alone," Qin Wentian realized that his movements might have been spotted by others. Up ahead, several figures appeared, following Qin Yao's group from behind.

"What are they planning? If they intend to harm Sister Yao, why go through all this instead of a direct attack?" Qin Wentian pondered. If there was indeed an alliance between Snowcloud and Chu Country, they would have numerous ways to deal with Qin Yao without resorting to such elaborate schemes.

With countless possibilities swirling in his mind, Qin Wentian hurried forward. But before he could reach Qin Yao's group, two individuals sprinted toward him, signaling that his presence had been noticed.