Chapter Sixteen: The Unfinished Legend

  Mo Mo didn't believe it, looking at the Soul Summoning Device in his hand and then at Xuan Yu. "How is that possible? Last time on the battlefield you also saw me, but there was no...". Mo Mo wanted to find a hint of joking expression on Xuan Yu's face, but he was disappointed, Xuan Yu was extremely serious.

  "Because at that time I didn't believe the rumors, I thought, as long as I don't acknowledge you, he won't marry you. But it turns out I was too naive... In the end, it's impossible to escape..." Xuan Yu said and turned around to leave, leaving Mo Mo staring at the Soul Summoning Device in her hand.

  "Can't escape? What can't escape? Portrait? Mine? But, what does Loulan look like I don't even know!" Mo Mo quietly stood up, tightly grasping the soul-calling instrument. Her mind was a complete blank.

  In the corridor, Mo saw Mo wandering alone. Everyone knew that the princess's husband was handsome and would inherit the throne of Loulan, envying Mo. But who knew about Mo's helplessness and unwillingness? Walking aimlessly, she raised her head to see a purple-robed figure dancing with a sword.

  "I didn't think I'd end up here." She silently turned around, wanting to leave. Li Wuye called out to her.

  "Why don't you turn around and look at me?" Li Wuye put away the Tianxin Sword and walked towards Mo Mo.

  "Can you tell me, what do you want to do with the Soul Instrument? You could have gotten it initially, so why did you tell me the truth? Let me know your purpose!" Mo Mo turned around and looked at Li Wu Ye, her face full of tears, though she was wronged but still refused to lower her head.

  "Why? Isn't it good enough for me to willingly give you the soul vessel? Why does it have to change color?" Mo closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and took a deep breath. "It's already impossible for me to fall in love with you..." Mo turned around without looking at Li Wuye again.

  The day after tomorrow is the big wedding, Wu Ye, it's destined that we are not fated. Momo thought to herself. When she walked into the bedroom, she saw the dazzling red dress placed on the clothes rack.

  "Princess, this is the last try-on, see where it doesn't fit." Pink clothes were brought by Sumen Ran to Mo Mo's side, and she was pulling out a wedding dress for Mo Mo to look at.

  "It's been worn before, it's fine, no need to alter it again." MoMo didn't look at the wedding dress, but instead lay down on the bed.

  "Princess..." Rong handed a handkerchief to Mo. Mo covered her face with it. The wet stain grew bigger and bigger. Rong was frightened and pulled Mo up. The handkerchief fell to the ground.

  "Princess, your big wedding is tomorrow. Don't scare me." Replaced MoMo to wipe away more and more tears.

  "Rong Rong, don't mind me today, okay?" Mo Mo took down Rong Rong's hand that was wiping away her tears and turned his head away.

  "That princess should rest early. I'll be outside. If there's anything, just call me." Rongrong got up and called a few palace servants to leave. Just as they were about to close the door, Mo Mo stopped her "Take that auspicious dress away too." After saying that, she lay back down on the bed.

  Just as I was about to close the door after putting away the clothes, I saw Li Wuye standing behind me.

  "Li Huwei. The princess has just fallen asleep. Let's see tomorrow." Rongrong saw that Li Wuye did not respond to her advice, and directly pushed the door open and went in. As she closed the door behind her, she said two words to Rongrong: "Don't worry". Then the door closed.

  "I said, don't bother me today!" Mo's voice came from under the covers. Li Wu Ye looked at the trembling figure on the bed, sat down and pulled open the covers.

  "It's none of your business...!" As soon as Mo saw the person in front of her, she pulled over the quilt and covered her head. A muffled voice sounded again "I'm getting married soon, what are you doing here? I'll go to Loulan and never come back to the palace again!"

  "I'll go with you." Li Wu Ye looked at the figure that had been worn down by the crowd and let out a sigh.

  Mo Mo suddenly sat up, her eyes red as she stared at Li Wu Ye and said word by word "Let me fall in love with you, it's absolutely impossible! My love for you is like these tears, once they dry up, there will be nothing left!" Her calm face showed no emotions.

  "No matter what, I won't leave you. Mo Mo, whether you believe it or not." Li Wu Ye left behind a sentence before standing up: "The Loulan royal family has the answers you're looking for, don't miss this opportunity. The sacrificial altar is only accessible to members of the royal family; otherwise, you'll be punished with extreme severity." He picked up the handkerchief on the ground and closed the door, leaving behind a cold and quiet room.

  She lifted her knees, leaning against the corner of the bed. Mo felt a chill all over her body. She buried her face in her knees, letting tears slide by. The night grew darker, and the faint candlelight seemed to have drained her blood. Despite shaking her body with all her might, she couldn't dispel the growing darkness. Mo sat dry-eyed on the bed for a whole night, and when Rong came in the next morning, Mo's face, which was hard to distinguish between sadness and joy, had a sense of helplessness that saw through the world.

  After washing and dressing, Mo found Li Wuye directly. His expression was normal, without a hint of sadness.

  "Leafless, how can we get the color back?" Mu Mu asked straightforwardly.

  "Love me" Li Wuye also replied briefly.

  "Is there anything else?" Mo Mo stared directly into Li Wu Ye's eyes, letting the wind blow her long hair into disarray.

  "The Loulan royal family should have records, but for now I only know of this method." Li Wuye took off his own purple long shirt and draped it over Mo Mo's body.

  "Don't neglect your body just because you're competing with me." MoMo was taken aback. Without saying anything else, she tightly grasped Li Wuye's long shirt and quickly walked along the long corridor. The closer her fingers got, the faster their footsteps became. Being pressed against his own shirt made all the defenses MoMo had built up overnight come crashing down.

  Rushed back to the room, sat down woodenly, and stared at the ground without a word. As if suddenly remembering something, she pulled off her somewhat warm long shirt and headed towards Xuan Yu's residence.

  "Princess, rare guest." Xuan Yu released the palace maid who was struggling in his arms when he saw Mo Mo.

  "I have something to discuss with you." Mo Mo's face was cold as he watched Xuan Yu wave away the palace attendants.

  "What's up, speak up." Xuan Yu smoothed out his slightly wrinkled clothes and looked up at Mo.

  "Getting married is fine, I'll also go back to the desert with you. You can have as many concubines as you want, I won't care. As long as you don't touch me, that's all." Mo Mo ignored Xuan Yu's shock and sat down across from him.

  "Not touching you? Ha, my future queen, are you joking?" Xuan Yu thought Mo Mo was speaking out of discontent with his teasing ways in the palace.

  "Alright, I won't hug anyone else, only you. How's that?" Xuan Yu raised the corner of his lips and shook his head with a smile, as if disdainful.

  "Do you think I care about these things?" Xuan Yu also saw disdain in Mo Mo's eyes.

  "Oh? Then why do you still want to go to Loulan with me? As far as I know, no princess is willing to go to Loulan with their relatives, are you an exception?" Xuan Yu re-examined the girl in front of him, making Mo Mo very uncomfortable, and was about to leave when Xuan Yu suddenly spoke up "Alright, I agree to your request, but I have a condition!" Xuan Yu leaned back in his chair, putting away his charming smile.

  "What's going on?" Mo Mo turned back and sat down again.

  "I want you to bring Svetlana back to Loulan as a dowry." Xuan Yu's frequently upturned mouth corners were pursed into a straight line, and people familiar with him knew that this meant: Xuan Yu was serious.

  "I'll talk to the Emperor for you, but as for whether it will work or not, I don't dare guarantee it." Mo said after finishing speaking and turned around to leave. Leaving Xuan Yu alone smiling gently at the air.

  Mo Mo hadn't even reached his own bedroom when he saw a figure pounce over, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to push, only to have the person grab his wrist and pull him into their arms.

  "Hanlin! I'm getting married tomorrow! Besides, this is the imperial palace, not a nameless place." MoMo pushed Hanlin away and adjusted her clothes. She looked up to see Hanlin's aggrieved tears welling up in his eyes. She let out a helpless sigh.

  "Han Lin, I'm going to Loulan, you can go back to Wuming." Mo Mo couldn't bear to hurt his heart, so she thought for a moment and gave Han Lin a ring that Su Manran had given her. "I don't have anything good to give you, when I arrived in Wuming I didn't have anything, but I really like this ring, so I'll give it to you. Thank you for taking care of me these past few days." Mo Mo pulled Han Lin's hand over and put the ring in his palm.

  "I won't return alone, I'll go with you to Loulan." The resolute words echoed above Momo's head. Raising her head, she saw Hanlin's unwavering face.

  "Follow me? Why?" Mo was puzzled.

  "Aren't you wondering why I fell in love with you?" Han Lin looked at Mo's puzzled face and pinched him. "And besides, about that legend, I haven't finished yet..."

  Haven't finished speaking? Is there anything else that can't be let Li Wuye hear? Mo Mo became even more bewildered...