Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder's Daily Rise to Power and Face-Slapping

Chapter 349 Slapping the Face of the Incompetent Prince 8

“No! I have never hated you!” Leng Yuexing retorted.

"So, you love me?" Chu Mu asked, gazing into Leng Yuexing's eyes.

Leng Yuexing felt that this sentence was very familiar. She thought to herself, "No wonder we have the same soul. We ask the same questions."

Leng Yuexing knew that they all wanted to confirm their feelings.

So Leng Yuexing leaned down and whispered in Chu Mu's ear, "Yes, I love you!"

Like a splash of warm water on his heart, Chu Mu felt his long-standing cold heart warmed by Leng Yuexing's words.

He cupped Leng Yuexing's cheeks and then gently kissed her forehead.

"I love you too!" Chu Mu's voice was deep and magnetic, overflowing with deep affection for Leng Yuexing.

He gently pulled Leng Yuexing into his arms, and the two quietly nestled together atop the mountain, gazing up at the vast, boundless night sky.

Half an hour later, the two prepared to leave. By this time, Leng Yuexing was no longer confused.

Chu Mu's words made him understand. He would then tell the four of them the truth and let them choose whether to believe him or not.

Once he understood this, it was as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his heart, and his state of mind became calm and relaxed.

Nestled in Chu Mu's arms, Leng Yuexing fell asleep almost immediately and didn't wake up until they returned to Tingyu Pavilion.

Chu Mu gently placed Leng Yuexing on the bed, then tenderly removed his shoes and socks before getting up and leaving.

He had just turned around and closed the door when a sharp dagger was pressed against his neck.

"Where did you take Yuexing? No wonder my men couldn't find Yuexing, so she was with you!" Mo Ran's cold voice rang out.

Chu Mu didn't care about the dagger at his neck. He calmly turned to look at Mo Ran, his eyes filled with coldness.

"This has nothing to do with you."

"You'd better mind your own business. The Death Pavilion has killed quite a few people recently. You'd better not become a thorn in the Third Prince's side and bring trouble to Yuexing."

Mo Ran frowned. "My affairs with the Death Pavilion are none of your business!"

Chu Mu flicked his sleeve to shake off Mo Ran, then snorted coldly and turned to leave.

After Chu Mu left, Mo Ran could no longer hold back, leaned against a nearby pillar, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mo Ran fiercely wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with his sleeve and said in a harsh voice, "If it weren't for the Life and Death Gu, I would definitely kill you!"

Chu Mu, who had already walked far away, couldn't help but clutch his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood. "I will break the Life and Death Gu one day!"

The agitation of the Life and Death Gu caused Wen Yunsheng, who was fast asleep, to open his eyes instantly. He got up and summoned his servant, "Has anything happened at Yuexing's place?"

"It seems that Chu Fulang carried the master back to Tingyu Pavilion, and then had a conflict with Mo Fulang," the servant said respectfully, bowing.

Wen Yunsheng lowered his gaze and said softly, "Go down and continue keeping watch."

"Yes, Master!" The servant left respectfully.

Wen Yunsheng sat in silence for a while, then got up to grind ink, as it was best to prepare some things as soon as possible.

Ye Qingchen also sensed the restlessness of the Gu worms. He opened his eyes with a whoosh and ordered his servants to investigate the matter of Tingyu Pavilion.

After receiving the same answer, a cold look appeared on Ye Qingchen's face. "It seems I underestimated them."

Now that the Third Prince seems to be about to discover Yuexing's true identity, it's time to give Yuexing more leverage and, incidentally, transfer the two of them away.

After thinking it over, he whispered a few words in the servant's ear. The servant obeyed and respectfully left.

The days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a month had gone by, and it was time for the provincial and martial arts examinations.

Leng Yuexing noticed that he had hardly seen Chu Mu and Mo Ran lately, and even Ye Qingchen rarely came to see him. Only Wen Yunsheng had been keeping him company.

After asking Wen Yunsheng, he learned that the Chu family had found a reclusive master to teach Chu Mu martial arts day and night.

Mo Ran was busy with matters concerning the Death Pavilion, and it seemed that the Third Prince was making some moves.

Ye Qingchen, on the other hand, was extremely busy due to the sudden increase in orders recently.

Only Wen Yunsheng, who was a teacher at the Imperial Academy, had plenty of time to spend with him.

Leng Yuexing suspected that the reason the other three were so busy was all thanks to Wen Yunsheng.

Wen Yunsheng was bent over drawing when he felt Leng Yuexing's gaze. He looked up and smiled gently back at her. "Is there anything you don't understand in your studies that you want to ask me?"

Leng Yuexing put down her brush and handed the essay she had just written to Wen Yunsheng for review.

"This is the policy essay I just wrote. What do you think?" Leng Yuexing asked with a light laugh.

Wen Yunsheng took it, and before he could even read the words, his eyes were drawn to the powerful and elegant strokes on the Xuan paper.

"I didn't expect your handwriting to have improved so much recently!"

Leng Yuexing rubbed his right wrist. In order to regain his former penmanship, he had been practicing calligraphy day and night for the past few days, and finally managed to write characters that were still legible.

Wen Yunsheng noticed that Leng Yuexing was rubbing his wrists, so he put down his essay and took Leng Yuexing's hand to rub them for him.

"Although the imperial examination is coming up soon, you should still take care of your health. Luckily, I have some medicine here to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. Applying it will make you feel better."

As Wen Yunsheng spoke, he took out a blue porcelain bottle from the cabinet next to him and gently applied the ointment inside to Leng Yuexing's wrist.

"Don't worry, I'll be careful from now on," Leng Yuexing said softly.

Wen Yunsheng's cool fingers touched his wrist, making his swollen and painful wrist feel much better.

After rubbing for a while, Wen Yunsheng picked up Leng Yuexing's policy essay again to take a closer look, and then he praised Leng Yuexing's policy essay highly.

"Moonstar, I really didn't expect you to have such insight. This time, you're definitely going to be the champion!"

Leng Yuexing smiled lightly, "I am determined to be the top scholar this time, so that the emperor will notice me during the palace examination."

Wen Yunsheng smiled gently, "Do you intend to reveal your identity to the Emperor during the palace examination?"

Leng Yuexing shook her head. "Only my mother, the former empress, has never given up looking for me all these years."

"The emperor wouldn't care about me, his son."

"Then what do you want?" Wen Yunsheng asked gently. No matter what Leng Yuexing wanted to do, he would help her.

“If I become the top scholar in the imperial examination, I will try to get the emperor to allow me to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet. That way, I will have a chance to get closer to my mother,” Leng Yuexing said.

Wen Yunsheng smiled gently, "That's indeed better."

Leng Yuexing gently tapped Wen Yunsheng's chest with her index finger. "However, whether I can successfully attend the Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet will depend on your help."

Wen Yunsheng chuckled and nodded, "Even if you didn't say anything, I would still help you."

He had many informants in the palace, though they were all insignificant figures. However, it was not difficult to make this happen; all he needed to do was have someone the emperor trusted whisper a word in his ear.