My Inner Thought is Exposed! The Villain Family Defy Their Fate!-Chapter 314 - 129: Portrait (Part 2)

The engagement between him and Yao’er was arranged by the emperor, known to everyone in Da Wu Country. No one could possibly break them apart.

A mere hero-saving-a-beauty event could in no way affect their engagement. Pei Yu wasn’t a fool, he surely understood this point clearly.

Yet, he still went to such lengths to do this?

Why?

Unless his goal wasn’t hero-saving-a-beauty at all, but if it wasn’t for hero-saving-a-beauty, then what was his intent?

Mo Yuanhao couldn’t figure it out no matter how hard he tried, but he knew there must be secrets hidden in Pei Yu.

At the same time, Yun Wanye was also seriously contemplating this question.

But knowing more, he thought more than Mo Yuanhao did.

He believed that the purpose of Pei Yu’s actions was definitely related to Su Qianxue.

Therefore, rather than saying Pei Yu did this for something, it was better to ask, what exactly did Su Qianxue want to do.

The two of them sat until nightfall, and Mo Yuanhao still appeared calm, showing no sign of discomfort from ’hiding someone’.

This only made Yun Wanye more uncertain if Su Qianxue had really snuck in.

However, lingering around someone else’s manor wasn’t a solution, so after some thought, he decided to take his leave.

Glancing at the sky outside, Mo Yuanhao invited him to stay.

"It’s late, why don’t you stay tonight at my place and leave tomorrow?"

Hearing this, Yun Wanye felt a moment of joy in his heart, but intentionally showed a conflicted expression on his face.

"Would it be inappropriate? Am I intruding on Your Highness?"

Mo Yuanhao waved his hand and said, "You’re not intruding. I’ve been quite bored lately. Didn’t you say before that you wanted to have a few drinks with me? Let’s do it tonight."

Originally, he intended to find an excuse one of these days to summon that Pei guy and interrogate him harshly. If necessary, he wouldn’t mind using coercive tactics.

But who would have thought that guy had offended someone, got beaten up badly on the road, and was now bedridden. Though it’s unknown who did it, he just wanted to say, well done.

He had found that Pei guy an eyesore for quite some time.

But since that Pei guy couldn’t even walk now, the plan to ’entertain’ him specially had to be postponed.

That night, Yun Wanye stayed at Prince Qi Mansion and drank several pots of wine with Mo Yuanhao.

At the table, he frequently badmouthed Pei Yu, unabashedly speaking with shameless mockery.

Seeing that he also disliked Pei Yu, Mo Yuanhao instantly felt a sense of allied hatred and his fondness for him increased significantly.

Late at night, after finishing several pots of wine, Mo Yuanhao’s face flushed red, showing signs of intoxication, while Yun Wanye was outrageously drunk.

He grabbed Mo Yuanhao’s arm, causing a drunken ruckus, insisting on sleeping with Mo Yuanhao.

Seeing the exquisite and stunning beautiful youth before him, Mo Yuanhao only felt a headache. If it were someone else, he would have thrown them out long ago.

But this person, not only was he to become his brother-in-law, he also had a face marvellously similar to Yao’er. He couldn’t bring himself to be harsh.

With a resigned sigh, Mo Yuanhao helped him to the edge of the bed, roughly shoved him onto it, and didn’t forget to pull up the blanket to cover him.

After doing all this, Mo Yuanhao rubbed his aching head and walked to the couch by the window, laying down in his clothes.

The couch wasn’t long enough, leaving his shins hanging outside, but he didn’t care, resting an arm behind his head, and gently closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, the youth on the bed suddenly opened his eyes. Within his dark eyes was clarity, not a hint of drunkenness.

A satisfied smile appeared on the youth’s face.

Tsk, with him watching over Mo Yuanhao tonight, even if Su Qianxue successfully infiltrated the mansion, she wouldn’t be able to do anything.

Come tomorrow, he’ll casually find an excuse to thoroughly search Prince Qi Mansion.

Inside the room was harmonious, but outside, another scene entirely unfolded.

The night was dark like ink; beside the rockery, Su Qianxue was almost turning into an ice sculpture.

In the bitter cold of deep winter, the temperature difference between day and night was enormous. During the day, one could barely feel it, but come nightfall, everything froze, and the cold pierced to the bone.

Su Qianxue’s hands had lost all feeling, clutching her arms, shivering all over, with even her teeth chattering endlessly.

"So cold, system, give me some useful tools, if I continue freezing like this, I’ll die of cold."

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[There are no tools available, but given the special circumstances, I’ll activate a cold-resistant mode for the host.]