Chapter 112: Chapter 110: Just the Title
"Wife~"
"Wife."
"Oh, Wife~ Are you even listening to me?"
Yue Ying wrapped his arms around her, shamelessly wheedling, "If you don’t say anything, I’ll take that as a yes!"
Su Mo, nestled against his chest, mumbled, "We’ll discuss it again when we get back to the North Wing."
In truth, she didn’t believe a word of Yue Ying’s nonsense.
Someone as thick-skinned as him caring what others thought? ’Yeah, right.’
Still, the matter of marriage really did need to be put on the agenda. Otherwise, she’d look like a total player.
His goal achieved, Yue Ying’s eyes filled with the triumphant smile of a successful scheme.
Yet his tone remained obedient. "Mhm~ I’ll do whatever Wife says."
He wanted to hold her and give her a good, long kiss, but when he remembered Su Mo’s earlier complaint, he held himself back.
A little impatience can spoil a great plan. He’d have to be more restrained lately.
"So, when are we going back? The day after tomorrow? Or the day after that?"
He wished they could leave immediately, but for now, his wife had to rely on the Tiger Clan for her antidote.
He was only saying this to urge his wife to take the matter more seriously.
"As soon as possible."
Receiving a satisfactory answer, the smile on Yue Ying’s lips deepened.
"Yue Ying will do whatever his wife says~"
When he carried her back down, Fei Yan and Mo Xiao were no longer in the courtyard.
Yue Ying went to find them and happened to run into Cang Lan as well.
He said to them, "We need to make sure our wife drinks her medicine lately. She doesn’t like taking it."
Fei Yan’s brow tightened. He’d noticed that when their wife took the Beauty Smile.
Mo Xiao spoke up and asked, "Where is our wife?"
"She probably went back to her room."
Cang Lan was a little excited. "Does this mean we can get married after we go back to the North Wing?"
Fei Yan frowned. "Our wife doesn’t like trouble. Let’s just go with whatever she arranges."
Waving his fan, Yue Ying raised an eyebrow. "Who cares about those empty formalities? The real priority is getting her to register us."
...
On her way back, Su Mo ran into a familiar Female. They had exchanged a few words when Su Mo was helping treat the wounds of the Tiger Clan soldiers. ’Was her name Xiu’er?’
"Miss Su."
When the person saw Su Mo, she walked over with a wide grin.
But when she got a clear look at Su Mo’s face, a flash of astonishment involuntarily appeared in her eyes.
She hadn’t seen Miss Su in the past two days, only hearing everyone say that Miss Su had become incredibly beautiful.
Seeing her in person today left Xiu’er a bit dumbfounded. This was a complete transformation.
No wonder the young Beastmen of their Tiger Clan had been fighting over the chance to become this Miss Su’s Beast Husband for the past two days.
Su Mo stopped and nodded with a smile.
Xiu’er asked with a smile, "Where are you off to? Need me to show you the way?"
Su Mo smiled back. "No, thank you. I’m just going back to my room."
"Oh, perfect! I’ll go with you!"
Without waiting for an answer, Xiu’er grabbed Su Mo’s arm and started walking. She was certainly the type to warm up to people quickly.
She chattered on endlessly while pulling Su Mo along. When she got to the topic of Su Mo’s Beast Husbands, Xiu’er looked envious. "I wish the person I like would like me that much someday."
Su Mo frowned and glanced at her. "You don’t have a Beast Husband yet?"
"There are a few pursuing me, but I don’t like any of them! The one I like..."
Xiu’er sighed, "Is as cold as a block of ice!"
Su Mo frowned. "You have such unique taste?"
"Oh, right, Miss Su, you have to give me some tips! You have five Beast Husbands and a horde of suitors, you must have more experience than me!"
"Huh?... Um, I think you might be mistaken about something."
’I have five Beast Husbands, sure, but where did this "horde of suitors" come from? This rumor is ridiculous!’
Xiu’er frowned. "You don’t know? All the Tiger Clan Beastmen are fighting for a chance to go to the North Wing and marry into your family! If you take a fancy to anyone, just mention it to the Second Miss, and they’d definitely be happy to go with you."
Su Mo: "..."
"Except for one person!" Xiu’er leaned close to Su Mo’s ear and whispered, "The Third Young Master."
Su Mo was so scared she waved her hands frantically. "No, no, no... I don’t need to, I don’t want..."
"But he’s the most handsome Beastman in our Tiger Clan. You don’t like him?"
Su Mo narrowed her eyes awkwardly. "There are so many good-looking people, it’s just... impossible to like them all."
"Uh..." Xiu’er paused, stunned. "I guess what you’re saying makes sense! But it’s great that you don’t like the Third Young Master!"
Behind them, Xuan Qing and Jin Yan were walking at a leisurely pace.
Jin Yan secretly glanced at his young master’s expression, then muttered to himself, "This Miss Su really is one of a kind..."
’What does she mean, she doesn’t want him? Our young master never said he’d go with her... How conceited! And what was that about there being so many good-looking people it’s impossible to like them all? Just how many people does she like? She’s a player, plain and simple.’
Xiu’er grabbed Su Mo’s hand and continued to ask, "Tell me, how am I supposed to get the attention of someone so icy?"
Su Mo frowned. "There are so many Beast Husbands in the world, why are you so hung up on this? If you can’t win someone over, don’t force it!"
"No way, I just like him! Please, teach me!"
Su Mo looked helpless. "But I... I’m not very good at this either..."
"Liar, you must be! Otherwise, how could those few be so devoted to you? Just teach me a little something, please?"
Suddenly, a few scenes flashed through Su Mo’s mind.
’I’ve read my fair share of cliché romance novels. I’ll just pull a few scenes from those... I refuse to believe I can’t help her land one mere Little Beastman.’
Su Mo’s eyes darted around, and she leaned in to whisper a few words in Xiu’er’s ear.
Xiu’er’s face turned beet red as she listened.
"W-Will this actually work?"
"You won’t know until you try."
Behind them, Jin Yan’s brow furrowed slightly. He muttered in a low voice, "Third Young Master, I have a feeling this Miss Su just gave Xiu’er a terrible idea. You should probably avoid her for a while..."
Before he could finish, he saw Xiu’er, who was up ahead, turn her head and look over.
"Th-Third Young Master!"
Xiu’er’s already slightly flushed, smiling face was now even redder.
Before Su Mo could react, she saw Xiu’er take tiny, mincing steps toward the figure in white.
’No way. The block of ice Xiu’er likes is the Third Young Master?!’
"Hey, um, Miss Xiu’er..."
’The trick I just told her won’t work well on someone like Xuan Qing!’
Before Su Mo could finish, Xiu’er had already closed in on Xuan Qing. When she was about a meter away from him, her body suddenly swayed as she feigned a fall into his arms.
Xuan Qing stood as steady as a mountain, showing no intention of catching her at all.
"Third Young Master..."
Xiu’er cried out as she lost her balance.
’Didn’t Miss Su say that if I fell like this, the person in front of me would surely play the hero and save the damsel in distress?! So what’s happening now? SOB, SOB, SOB, I don’t want to land on my face!’ Xiu’er subconsciously covered her face!
Su Mo rushed over in a panic, but before she could intervene...
Jin Yan, who was beside Xuan Qing, caught Xiu’er’s arm just in time.
He was heard frowning as he said, "Can’t you even walk properly?"
Xiu’er shot a mournful glance at Xuan Qing.
The man’s expression was as calm as still water, showing no ripple of emotion. His exceptionally cold gaze landed on Su Mo’s face.
His stare made Su Mo feel a little guilty. She forced a stiff smile. "Third Young Master."
’Does this guy not make a sound when he walks? How long has he been behind me? He couldn’t have heard everything, could he...’
"Hello, Miss Su."
Xuan Qing responded coolly, then added with a placid expression, "If you’re going to find a teacher, you should at least find an experienced one. Otherwise, the result is just a clumsy imitation."
With that, he started walking away.
Su Mo: "..."
’That’s too much! Who is he being so passive-aggressive with?!!!’
After he was a good distance away, Xiu’er said pitifully, "Miss Su, it seems that trick didn’t work. Do you have any others?"
Su Mo frowned. "If it’s not working, why not just find someone else to like? What’s so great about an ice-cold face like that?"
Xiu’er gave her a wounded look and sobbed, "I think I’d better ask someone else for advice. I seem to have misunderstood the extent of Miss Su’s experience..."
Then she covered her face and ran off.
"..."
Su Mo gritted her teeth and continued walking.
"What’s so great about liking that block of ice? He has zero emotional intelligence, yet he has the nerve to mock me for being inexperienced?! In this life, I at least have five Beast Husbands. What does he have? Nothing but a sharp tongue! He’s just a cold, boring, single loser..."
BANG—
Su Mo suddenly crashed into a wall.
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