Luo Yun Mountain.
Even after stepping through the barrier and officially entering Luo Yun Mountain, the frail girl still couldn’t believe she had actually survived. From now on, she even had the privilege of serving by the king’s side!
Mo Changxing walked ahead with Yun Qingxue, and she followed closely behind.
The three figures disappeared into the depths of Luo Yun Mountain under the cover of night.
Hidden deep within the layered peaks was a residence like a paradise.
Mo Changxing settled Yun Qingxue into an elegant house, arranging everything for her before smiling and taking his leave.
“Junior Sister, just call if you need anything. I’ll be staying not far from you,” Mo Changxing added with a smile before stepping out.
“Mmm,” Yun Qingxue responded indifferently.
Mo Changxing felt a pang of disappointment and turned his gaze to the frail girl they had brought back.
“You—take good care of her!” he ordered coldly, saying nothing more.
The frail girl nodded hurriedly. Even without Mo Changxing’s words, she could clearly sense his warning.
The door closed behind Mo Changxing as he left, leaving only the frail girl and Yun Qingxue in the refined room.
“Your Majesty, the Flower King, please command me as you wish!” the frail girl said nervously, bowing her head and standing respectfully in a corner.
Yun Qingxue studied her newly acquired maid under the bright lamplight. The more she looked, the more she noticed a resemblance between the girl’s features and those of Qian Dai.
Perhaps that was why she hadn’t let Mo Changxing kill her.
Qian Dai was the first person in this world who had been kind to her, yet she had died protecting her.
Qian Dai’s death was the deepest wound in Yun Qingxue’s memory, the pain no less intense than the betrayal she had suffered from Zhou Dao in her past life.
“What’s your name?” Yun Qingxue asked the girl.
The girl bowed her head respectfully, overly cautious. “This humble servant… has no name.”
Yun Qingxue frowned slightly. “No name?”
“Yes,” the girl replied, lowering her head further, her voice tinged with humility. “I… I was originally a mimosa growing on a small peak near Luo Yun Mountain. By chance, I absorbed the essence of the sun and moon, which slowly awakened my consciousness and allowed me to cultivate.
“I come from a lowly background—no family to protect me, no master to guide my cultivation. Every day, I struggled just to evade ill-intentioned spirits, so… I never had a name.”
Her words were pitiful.
After a moment of hesitation, Yun Qingxue said, “In that case, shall I give you a name?”
The frail girl stiffened in surprise before quickly kneeling. “This servant thanks Your Majesty for your grace!”
Yun Qingxue gazed at the girl’s face, so reminiscent of Qian Dai’s, and said slowly, “From now on, your name will be Dai Se.”
“Thank you, Your Majesty!” The newly named girl smiled deeply, like a child delighted with candy.
For a fleeting moment, her smile touched Yun Qingxue’s heart. But just as quickly, she remembered Qian Dai’s final words to her: “Little Mistress, the outside world is full of dangers. Remember—trust others three parts, guard against them seven.”
The warmth Yun Qingxue had almost felt from the girl’s simple, contented smile cooled as Qian Dai’s warning echoed in her mind. Her expression turned indifferent as she said to Dai Se, “Don’t call me ‘Your Majesty, the Flower King’ from now on.”
Until she truly became strong, the title “Flower King” was nothing but an empty honorific—one she had no use for.
“Then… may this servant call you ‘Mistress’?” Dai Se asked cautiously. Though she didn’t understand why Yun Qingxue rejected the royal title, she didn’t question it, simply obeying without hesitation.
“Whatever,” Yun Qingxue replied coldly, turning toward the bed. “I’m tired and need to rest. Do as you please.”
“This servant will keep watch for you!” Dai Se said quickly.
The moon cast its serene glow, and the night breeze whispered gently.
Mo Changxing strolled slowly back to his residence under the night sky. After so many days in Luo Yun Mountain, he realized he had never truly taken in the scenery. Even in the darkness, the mountain’s beauty was breathtaking.
“Young Master.”
As Mo Changxing reached his doorstep, Yue Jian, who had been waiting for some time, stepped forward to greet him.
“How goes the task I assigned you earlier?” Mo Changxing asked calmly.
Yue Jian wore a look of shame. “This subordinate failed in his duty. One escaped alive.”
“Who?” Mo Changxing’s eyes narrowed slightly, his expression dark and dangerously alluring, like an opium poppy blooming in the night.
“The Grand State Preceptor of the human race,” Yue Jian replied respectfully.
Mo Changxing let out a low, cold laugh. “The Grand State Preceptor of the humans? Hmph! If that old man didn’t have some real skill, how could he have won the human emperor’s favor? Send people to infiltrate the human realm and deal with him when the time is right. Also, sever all ties between the Flora Tribe and that old man!”
“Yes, Master. Yue Jian has already dispatched agents to the human realm immediately,” Yue Jian replied dutifully before hesitating. “There’s… one more thing…”
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