What Bad Intentions can the Yandere Crown Prince have?

Chapter 463 - 451: Guarding the Blossoms—Hua Jian Extra 4

"If you were to simply kill me, it would be fine, but you benevolent souls always wish to save me... What good is saving me? I used to have Tonghua Valley to go to, and now? Once healed, where can I go?"She tilted her head to look at Zhong Chuchu.

From Mo Ji’s perspective, he could see her face. She was smiling, but her eyes seemed to conceal sharp edges.

Keen, intense.

"If there was, why did you leave and come back?"

"Roaming the world with a sword is a dream only those with a home can have. Do I deserve it?"

"I might as well stay like this forever, like a useless person, kept in this tiny house, with people finding doctors for me, collecting herbs for me, letting me cling onto them..."

...

After Zhong Chuchu left, Hua Jian remained sitting on the bed, lifted her face, and looked at the window.

Dusk was dimming, and the shadows of pear trees in the courtyard rested quietly upon the window screen.

Hua Jian suddenly smiled, "The flatbread from that house truly smells wonderful!"

As soon as the words fell, ink seemed to gather and dye across the window screen, forming a dark shadow of a person.

Hua Jian chuckled again, jumped off the bed, and ran to the window.

Opening the window, under the pear tree five steps outside, a man stood silently.

The Mo Brothers were rather peculiar.

Clearly twin brothers, with identical faces.

Mo Huan always moved about in front of people, yet few noticed him.

While Mo Ji rarely appeared, but once he did, it was hard for people to ignore him.

At least she found it hard to ignore.

"Didn’t bring me one?" She lay on the windowsill and smiled at him.

"That house’s not fragrant." Mo Ji replied.

He chose that house because it’s not very fragrant.

Otherwise, as a usually concealed Shadow Guard, wouldn’t his whereabouts be betrayed by flatbread?

Hua Jian let out an "Oh," then asked with a giggle, "Is Qieyun Mountain beautiful?"

"I don’t know." He’s not there for sightseeing.

"I heard that the foot of Qieyun Mountain is covered with small purple flowers, and there’s a wild peach grove halfway up. Is it true?"

"Didn’t notice."

"Then, what about Miss Lu from Qieyun Mountain?" she suddenly asked, "Is her sword swift? Is she beautiful?" Her gaze burned into him.

Mo Ji slightly frowned, "Did not meet."

He thought of the remaining Wine Heart Bud. If it bloomed while he wasn’t there, it would wither in just three days.

Therefore, he crossed mountains and ridges without stopping, having no mind to admire purple flowers or wild peaches.

Picked the herbs and hurried down the mountain, even forgetting to knock on the door of the mountain cabin, not knowing if Lu Yuan had returned.

"Quite a pity..." she smiled, "But next time you might meet her."

"There won’t be a next time," Mo Ji said blandly, "Qieyun Mountain only has two Wine Heart Buds."

She let out another "Oh," and stared at him unblinkingly.

Mo Ji suddenly didn’t understand why he was standing there letting her watch.

Just as he was about to leave, Hua Jian suddenly called out to him.

"Did you come looking for me for something?" she asked.

"Dropped by to have a look." Mo Ji replied.

She let out another "Oh," scratched her face, and asked, "Will you help me find Wine Heart Bud again?"

"No." Mo Ji answered swiftly.

Although her conversation with Zhong Chuchu earlier was deliberately for him to hear, it indeed reflected her true situation.

She didn’t want to recover so quickly, nor did she need to force it.

"What if I want it?" she said nonetheless, "What if I wish for you to keep helping me find it?"

Mo Ji frowned, unsure of her intent.

If she doesn’t want to recover swiftly, why ask him to search for medicine?

"You wish to send me away?" Mo Ji looked at her with suspicion, "What do you intend to do?"

Hua Jian was stunned, momentarily unable to respond.

"I won’t search for medicine for you anymore." Mo Ji said decisively.

...

As the Emperor’s Shadow Guard, Mo Ji didn’t often leave the Palace.

But the girl who claimed to only enjoy staying indoors began frequently entering the Palace.

Every time Mo Ji accompanied His Majesty the Emperor to Lizheng Hall, he’d spot her figure.

He wasn’t bothered, but His Majesty the Emperor was displeased, and as soon as he saw her, he’d have her expelled from the Palace.

"What is she here for again?" His Majesty the Emperor asked.

Empress Tang smiled amiably, "I don’t know either," turning to ask Mo Huan, "Do you know?"

Mo Huan slowly shook his head, "I don’t know."

Then Empress Tang naturally continued to ask, "What about Mo Ji?"

Mo Ji originally wanted to say he didn’t know, but after hesitating for a moment, he still spoke, "Hua Jian has no family or relations, nowhere to go, perhaps seeking refuge with the Empress."

Before the Empress could speak, His Majesty the Emperor resolutely denied, "No way! Heal up and get out of Capital City!"

His stance was firm; Empress Tang couldn’t persuade him further in public.

After dismissing others, she leaned onto His Majesty’s shoulder, whispering softly.

Mo Ji deliberately lingered to eavesdrop attentively.

"One person without family ties is enough in the Palace..." His Majesty the Emperor murmured.