Chapter 706: Why Did I Have To Touch Her Chest?

Translator: Timothy_ Editor: GlobeGlotter

Seeing Ye Mo carry her to the bedside, Mu Xiaoyun’s heart beat rapidly. Her neck flushed crimson. Unsure of the previous night's events, she understood Ye Mo’s intentions now. Worry, joy, and anticipation warred within her.

Meanwhile, despite the approaching dawn, Ye Mo’s spirit sense detected the triangular-eyed man again. The man, carrying a small bag, crept toward Mu Xiaoyun’s home. Ye Mo sneered; the man’s lustful heart remained undeterred.

“Xiaoyun, sleep. I have something to do,” Ye Mo said, placing her on the bed and tucking her in.

“Ye babe, where are you going?” Mu Xiaoyun sat up, seizing his hand.

Ye Mo quickly replied, “Don’t worry. I heard dogs barking. I’ll check if Liao sent more men.”

“What? What do we do?” Mu Xiaoyun asked.

Ye Mo offered a reassuring smile and left. He saw the triangular-eyed man carried sleep-inducing incense. He didn't know when the man discovered Mu Xiaoyun, but instead of questioning, he launched a fireball.

The man, captivated from the moment Mu Xiaoyun washed her face, hadn’t wanted to wait a day. Mu Xiaoyun, however, was clever, quickly fleeing to Ci Xi Town.

He pursued her there and back to Huang Ping Village, but upon his return, she vanished, leaving only dust.

Ye Mo returned to find Mu Xiaoyun dressed, scissors in hand. Seeing him, she visibly relaxed.

“What are you doing with the scissors?” Ye Mo asked, though he soon realized her intentions.

Mu Xiaoyun blushed. “I wanted to help you.”

Ye Mo put away the scissors, stroking her hair. “We should leave. Are you coming?”

“En, of course, husband. This morning, I—” Mu Xiaoyun began, regretting the lost morning’s intimacy.

Ye Mo smiled. “Plenty of opportunities await. Let’s go before dawn. I’ll pack our things.”

Ye Mo quickly packed. He wasn’t afraid of the Yu and Liao families, but constant massacres would attract unwanted attention. He was nearing full recovery, but needed to study the golden scripts and gather herbs.

Mu Xiaoyun’s eyes lit up. She understood.

Watching Ye Mo burn their straw house, Mu Xiaoyun was momentarily stunned. It had been her home for years, but knowing her husband would take her away, she let it go.

The fire roused the villagers, but by then, the house was ash.

Mu Xiaoyun felt Ye Mo lift her, their departure as swift as the wind.

“Show me where you gather herbs. We’ll collect some while evading them,” Ye Mo said.

“Go down this road about twenty kilometers, and you’ll see Bei Zi Mountain. Husband, let me down; I can walk. I’m fast, and I often come here,” Mu Xiaoyun protested.

Ye Mo smiled. “I know, but dawn approaches. It’s faster to carry you.”

Before Mu Xiaoyun could respond, a rush of wind swept past. Seeing the trees blur, she closed her eyes in fear.

Opening them, she found herself at Bei Zi Mountain, but Ye Mo was still moving quickly.

Before she could question his speed, she exclaimed, “Ye babe, we can’t go deeper! There are beasts. It’s dangerous!”

“Just a bit longer,” Ye Mo said, continuing another ten kilometers into the forest's depths.

Landing, Mu Xiaoyun pulled Ye Mo. “Ye babe, we’re deep in Bei Zi Mountain! We need to leave. We can hide on the outskirts!”

Ye Mo, seeing her worry, stroked her hair. “Xiaoyun, I’m no ordinary person. That’s why I got here so fast. I came to gather herbs and cultivate, not to hide.”

Mu Xiaoyun realized, ‘If he were ordinary, how could he carry me and run this fast?’

“Ye babe, are you from the hidden sects?” she asked.

Ye Mo hesitated. “Not exactly. I’ve many conflicts with them; they’re hunting me. The Taiyi Sect and a nun called Jie Xun are enemies. My power’s low, so I’m hiding. I don’t know where the hidden sects are. They’ll be accepting disciples at Hang Shui next month. I want to join.”

“I need to gather herbs and grow stronger. Otherwise, I’ll fail to avenge myself and might die. Before Hang Shui, I’ll find a safe city for you—”

“No!” Mu Xiaoyun’s eyes welled. She wanted to stay with Ye Mo, and if he went to Hang Shui, she would go too. She feared being alone.

“You’re my husband. I’m going with you!” Tears streamed down her face. She feared he’d leave and not return.

Ye Mo sighed, hesitating. “The thing is, I’m already married. I have two wives, and I love them deeply. Xiaoyun, I—”

Mu Xiaoyun trembled, feeling her strength drain. Ye babe wasn’t hers?

Seeing her silence, Ye Mo worriedly took her hand. He didn’t know what to say.

“Xiaoyun, if you don’t mind, I’ll take you to meet Luo Ying and Qingxue. They’re my wives, kind women. They’ll like you,” Ye Mo said, noticing her icy hands.

Why did he touch her chest? Why did he like her? He had to take responsibility.

Mu Xiaoyun’s face expressed joy and surprise. A tear fell, and she embraced Ye Mo tightly, fearing he’d vanish.

“Ye babe, I don’t mind. I’ll be a minor wife. I’m your woman; I’ll obey them. I thought you didn’t want me,” Mu Xiaoyun exclaimed.

Ye Mo spoke softly, “Xiaoyun, remember what I said? Men and women are equal. If you marry me, you’ll be my wife, like Luo Ying and Qingxue. No minor wives; don’t burden yourself.”

“Ye babe, do you like me?” Mu Xiaoyun asked.

Ye Mo hugged her. “Xiaoyun, of course. If not, I wouldn’t be taking you. Don’t overthink. Now, I’ll dig a cultivation home.”

His words eased Mu Xiaoyun’s worries. He liked her. He wouldn’t have promised to bring her, or touched her chest. Thinking of their month together, her heart pounded.