Chapter 705: He is Ye Cai
She shook her head and continued, “When I had nowhere else to go, I met you. I thought you were Mo Babe. I never imagined my husband could be this nice to me. I felt happy; I didn’t want to leave you, so I came back to Huang Ping with you.”
Mu Xiaoyun suddenly stopped and grabbed Ye Mo’s hand. “Aiya, did the scissors hurt your hand?”
“It’s fine,” Ye Mo smiled.
But Mu Xiaoyun still held Ye Mo’s hand, examining it carefully before letting go. Then, she rubbed Ye Mo’s stomach and said, “Sorry, husband.”
“Xiaoyun, I already told you, I’m not your husband. You’re a free person; only the person you marry will be your husband,” Ye Mo quickly corrected her.
Mu Xiaoyun started crying again. “No, you’re my husband. You already said so! We’ve slept together, and—and—I really like you. Husband, don’t you like me?”
“No, it’s because—” Ye Mo knew Mu Xiaoyun truly liked him, but that might be because she hadn’t met many people and he had helped her at her most vulnerable time.
Should he tell her he was married? It might be better. If he didn’t have Luo Ying or Ning Qingxue, he would take her. No matter what, she was a very likeable girl.
“Husband, were the people searching for you yesterday in Ci Xi Town?” Mu Xiaoyun wasn’t dumb; she was only stubborn about relationships.
Mu Xiaoyun calmed down. She understood Ye Mo wasn’t her husband and he’d never meant to deceive her. The only reason he hadn’t told her the truth was because he lacked an identity and she was the only one who could help him.
But in this short time, Mu Xiaoyun had already developed feelings for Ye Mo. Moreover, after what had happened, could she ever marry someone else?
“Yes, sorry about yesterday. I also used you,” Ye Mo said honestly. Then, after some hesitation, he added, “I’m actually not from here. I told you before; I come from the outside world.”
Ye Mo thought she wouldn’t understand, but she nodded. “Husband, I know about the outside world. There are many countries and many strange things. They can even fly in the sky with tools.”
Ye Mo was shocked. “How do you know about the outside world?”
Mu Xiaoyun looked down and said, “Because I heard Mother-in-law talking to him once. Mother-in-law said that Father-in-law came from the outside world.”
Ye Mo considered her words. Was Mo Yousheng’s father from the inner hidden sects?
Mu Xiaoyun continued, “Our Mu family has been a herbal-medical family for generations. My grandpa had a clinic, my dad learned from my grandpa, and I also learned medicine from my dad. I remember when I was small, a Daoist monk came to my house and told my fortune. He said my future husband would have the surname Ye.
That Daoist monk was always very accurate, so when I was sixteen, his dad gave a marriage proposal to our family. My dad agreed, but not long after, a flood destroyed our home, and then there was the plague. Everyone got separated, and I was saved by his aunt.
Mo is his mother’s surname; his father’s surname is Ye. I don’t know why he goes by Mo, but in fact, he’s called Ye Yousheng.”
This was a coincidence. Ye Mo scratched his nose, wondering about his own surname being Ye. What was Mo Yousheng’s father’s name?
“His father is called Ye Cai.” Ye Mo was so shocked he almost dropped the scissors.
“Husband, you—” She reconsidered. The Daoist might have been wrong.
Ye Mo grabbed her shoulder and asked, “Mo Yousheng’s father is Ye Cai?”
“Yes. What’s wrong, husband?” Mu Xiaoyun said worriedly. Ye Mo’s expression was very strange.
Ye Mo calmed down and said slowly, “Xiaoyun, my surname is Ye; I’m Ye Mo. Mo Ying is my alias. And I heard my father is also called Ye Cai.”
“What!?” Mu Xiaoyun finally spoke after her initial shock. Ye Mo’s surname was Ye—her greatest joy. No wonder that Daoist monk had said her future husband’s surname was Ye.
“Ye Babe.” Mu Xiaoyun couldn’t control herself; she threw herself into his arms. She was hugging her real husband. She had almost killed herself for someone else, ignoring her real husband.
However, Ye Mo’s mind wasn’t on her. He wondered if his father was the same person as Mo Yousheng’s father.
If he was, many things would be explained. No wonder he looked so similar to Mo Yousheng, and it would also explain why Mo Yousheng was impotent.
Suddenly, Ye Mo asked, “Xiaoyun, you realized I wasn’t your husband because Mo Yousheng is impotent, right? How did you know?”
“Huh—No, Ye Babe, I—you’re my husband. I—” Mu Xiaoyun became anxious.
Ye Mo saw he had scared her, so he quickly hugged her. “Don’t worry, tell me slowly. I’m not blaming you.”
Ye Mo sighed. Mu Xiaoyun seemed really worried he might leave her. She was like an injured bird that couldn’t take anymore blows. Ye Mo pitied Mu Xiaoyun; she was gentle and likeable. But if he took her, how would he tell Luo Ying and Ning Qingxue?
Ye Mo looked at his hand and suddenly regretted his actions.
Mu Xiaoyun calmed down a little and said, “Once, I came back early from collecting herbs and I saw him fighting with his mother. I didn’t dare to go in; I stayed in the log room for a while. I heard Mother-in-law say, ‘Your father said your impotence is hereditary. Not even the best doctor would be able to cure it.’”
Ye Mo was increasingly certain Mo Yousheng could be his half-brother.
He was a cultivator, so he could clear the meridian. However, it was impossible for Mo Yousheng to do that.
Ye Mo finally understood. He had no feelings for Ye Cai, and much less for Mo Yousheng.
Looking at the scared Mu Xiaoyun, he suddenly thought of the fortune teller’s words. Was that real? If so, he might really become her husband.
“Don’t worry, I’ll bring you with me when I leave this place, for sure.” Then, Ye Mo carried her and walked to the bed again.