Chapter 141: Xiao Xiao, you are being too distant

Xiao Moting looked up at the massive screen, completely stunned.

Shennü Daren... she seemed to appear alive right before his eyes, speaking to him face-to-face.

On the screen, Bai Wei had curved, smiling eyes as she pointed a finger toward the room.

"This is my room! I live here every day."

"That over there is where the wardrobe is; the large wardrobe used to teleport things to you before was placed right there."

As Bai Wei spoke, she pointed toward the corner of the wall.

Then, she placed a finger to her lips, made a playful "shh" sound, and lowered her voice.

"I'm only telling you, you can't show anyone else, okay? This is our secret."

Xiao Moting watched intently, his heartbeat quickening.

This... is this Shennü Daren's boudoir?

He felt a bit nervous.

In the Daliang Kingdom, a woman's boudoir had always been a forbidden place; apart from her father and husband, no man from the outside was ever allowed to step inside.

Shennü Daren had actually filmed it for him to see, and only let him see it alone.

Did this mean...

Xiao Moting could not hold back anymore.

He stood up, wanting to calm himself down.

That was Shennü Daren; how could she be someone he could casually fantasize about?

No!

He could not let his thoughts run wild.

Yet Xiao Moting could not control it; the heart in his chest was beating rapidly, his neck was burning, and the tips of his ears were red enough to drip blood.

The video continued to play.

On the screen, Bai Wei had already arrived in the courtyard.

She held a selfie stick in one hand, introducing things as she walked.

"Xiao Moting, this is my Farm. Do you see the vegetable greenhouse over there? Many of the vegetables I sent to you before were grown in this greenhouse."

"Look, that's the fish pond! The little red horse drinking water by the pond is the one you sent; it's grown up now, you don't recognize it, do you?"

"And also, that two-story Warehouse is where I usually store the vegetables and grain before sending them to you."

Xiao Moting watched without blinking, his gaze entirely focused on Bai Wei.

Bai Wei kept introducing things, her eyes curved in a smile.

Perhaps because she had been walking quickly, her small face was flushed, and fine beads of sweat had seeped onto her forehead, yet her eyes were even brighter.

Xiao Moting's gaze followed Bai Wei, seeing her estate.

The place where the Goddess lived had no war or famine; it was filled with an atmosphere of peace and tranquility, with abundant food and a prosperous, stable nation... it was the place he dreamed of.

Her estate was large and very beautiful.

But right now, he only wanted to look at her.

Xiao Moting's dark eyes deeply reflected Bai Wei's lively figure.

The screen flickered, and a peach orchard appeared.

The season for eating peaches had passed, but there were still many peaches on the trees; the ripe honey peaches weighed down the branches, large in size and bright red in color.

Even through the screen, Xiao Moting felt as if he could smell the wafts of peach fragrance.

Bai Wei's eyes curved, and she winked at the camera.

"See, this peach orchard is all planted by me. Xiao Moting, do you remember the first time we made contact?"

"At that time, I offered you a large bag of peaches; they were picked from right here."

"Do you want to eat peaches? I'll go pick some for you right now."

Saying this, Bai Wei placed the selfie stick on the ground and turned to pick the peaches.

Xiao Moting watched, mesmerized; his cold eyes softened unconsciously, rippling with a hint of a smile.

She was truly kind!

Not only did she take him to visit her home, but she also picked peaches for him to eat.

At this moment, a powerful impulse surged in Xiao Moting's heart.

He wanted to step into the screen and go to Bai Wei's estate.

He wanted to see this land of peace and tranquility, and wanted to touch the real Shennü Daren.

He wanted to help her with her chores, to wipe the sweat from her forehead...

He also wanted... he wanted to pull Shennü Daren into his embrace and lower his head to gently smell the fragrance of her hair...

Xiao Moting's fists were tightly clenched.

He wanted to go.

But... he and Bai Wei were in different worlds; he could not go to her side at all.

Suddenly!

A young man pushed open the gate of the Farm and walked in.

Xiao Moting's eyes narrowed instantly.

On the screen, Bai Wei ran over to that man.

The two stood face-to-face, chatting.

The man was wearing clothes from the Goddess's era; he was handsome, with a temperament as gentle as jade, a truly talented man—the very type of refined gentleman that the noble ladies of Shengjing favored.

Bai Wei tilted her head up, talking to the man.

She was still smiling at him, her little face flushed, her expression revealing shyness.

Xiao Moting's mood sank, and he became inexplicably restless.

Who is this man?

Why is he able to enter Shennü Daren's home so casually?

It looks like he knows the Goddess, and the relationship between the two of them is quite intimate...

The video cut off.

It must have been Bai Wei who turned it off.

Xiao Moting sat motionless; the mood that had been pleasant just a moment ago now became extremely low.

It felt as if something had been pulled out of his heart.

His chest felt empty, permeated by an indescribable bitterness; it was very uncomfortable.

Qin Zhan lifted the tent flap, "Prince, the Yuezhi Ambassador has settled all the silver; I have already counted the silver notes given, and this is the ledger..."

Before he finished speaking, he was startled.

"Prince, are you feeling unwell somewhere? Why is your complexion so ghastly?"

Xiao Moting came back to his senses and lowered his eyelashes, covering eyes that were as deep as the sea.

He had lost his composure.

He should not be like this.

He and Shennü Daren were, after all, people from two different worlds.

Bai Wei had her own life; she lived in a peaceful world, without war or famine, and could live a free and happy life. Who she associated with, who she liked, who she married... that was all her freedom.

And he was born in the war-torn Daliang, a place filled everywhere with the scent of blood and death, where life was as cheap as grass and one could lose their life at any time or place.

She was far away in the clouds, living in quiet, peaceful times, while he was low in the mud, fighting and struggling in blood and fire.

They were people from different worlds.

Between the two of them, other than exchanging items, it was impossible for there to be any further intersection.

It was he who was too greedy, wanting too much.

Xiao Moting lowered his eyes, forcibly suppressing the slight palpitation deep in his heart.

When he stood up, his expression had returned to its usual cold and sharp demeanor.

Xiao Moting took the ledger and commanded calmly.

"Send troops to escort the Yuezhi Ambassador back to their country, and see them safely out of the border."

"Yes." After Qin Zhan finished speaking, he couldn't help but ask more, "Prince, are you really not feeling unwell?"

Xiao Moting shook his head calmly.

"This Prince is fine."

He was the Prince of Zhenbei who shook one side of the land, in charge of the lives and deaths of hundreds of millions in Beijiang; he had to remain rational and calm at all times and could not let emotions dictate his actions.

After Qin Zhan left, Xiao Moting walked to the wardrobe.

"Shennü Daren, I have received the Tablet Computer you sent, thank you."

"I will make a small portrait for you right away."

"I will not disturb you further; please rest early, Shennü Daren."

Bai Wei saw Xiao Moting's reply.

Her gaze was fixed on those "you" characters.

Whoa!

He was even using honorifics now.

She didn't know why, but she always felt that something seemed different.

Xiao Moting had never been good with words before, but as time passed, he had become familiar with her.

When Bai Wei chatted with Xiao Moting, as long as she didn't say stop, he could keep chatting with her; no matter how long they talked or what they talked about, he was very patient.

Sometimes the two would discuss tactics and talk until dawn before he would urge her to go rest.

But now...

Bai Wei glanced out the window.

It was still broad daylight, and he had gone offline after only a few words.

She had at least filmed for half a day; how could he not even compliment her once?

This business-like phrasing was just like facing a superior.

Little Xiao, you're being a bit too distant!

Hey!