Chapter 540: 540, Who is the person that should wake up? (First update)

Listening to Qin Jinyong’s words, Duanmu Zhe’s face grew darker and darker.

In his heart, Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan were a pair made in heaven. Now, someone suddenly saying that they couldn’t be together was something Duanmu Zhe found hard to accept.

Had it not been for Chu Jin, Mo Zhixuan might already be more unlucky than fortunate.

"Why?" Duanmu Zhe looked up at Qin Jinyong, his usual playful demeanor gone, his expression extremely serious, his eyes pitch black, "Why can’t Ninth Brother be with Ninth Sister-in-law? Do you really want Ninth Brother to end up with Zheng Chuyi before you’re happy?"

Duanmu Zhe knew that Qin Jinyong once had a close relationship with Zheng Chuyi. Could it be that he opposed Mo Zhixuan and Chu Jin’s relationship because he wanted to stand up for Zheng Chuyi?

But that wasn’t like Qin Jinyong. He was upright and clear about right and wrong.

He shouldn’t be so petty.

Beyond that reason, Duanmu Zhe truly couldn’t think of anything else.

Duanmu Zhe glanced over at the three people posing for photos with complicated eyes.

An unpleasant premonition emerged.

Upon hearing this, Qin Jinyong took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "This matter has nothing to do with Zheng Chuyi! Not to mention that Zheng Chuyi is already dead, even if she were alive, based on what she did back then, she wouldn’t be worthy of Ninth Brother!"

Pausing, Qin Jinyong continued.

"I oppose Chu Jin and Ninth Brother being together because Chu Jin is going to get Ninth Brother killed! She and Ninth Brother are not from the same world! It’s predestined that they can’t end up together!"

In reality, it wasn’t a question of who was worthy of whom between Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan, but that these two simply couldn’t be together.

Qin Jinyong was a very calm and rational person. He wouldn’t look down on anyone just because of their status.

Knowing that Qin Jinyong wasn’t opposing the relationship for Zheng Chuyi’s sake, Duanmu Zhe breathed a sigh of relief.

He patted Qin Jinyong on the shoulder, "It’s okay, Brother Yong, I don’t know why you have such a big issue with Ninth Sister-in-law, but please trust me, she really is a very good person. There’s no one in this world more suitable for Ninth Brother than her! Drop your prejudice against Ninth Sister-in-law. How could she possibly get Ninth Brother killed? Stop talking nonsense..."

Qin Jinyong’s expression remained very solemn. He sighed deeply and said with heavy emphasis, "Duanmu, things aren’t as simple as you think. Whether it be Jun Huang or Chu Jin, in short, she can’t be with Ninth Brother. You must stop this with me!"

On the last sentence, his tone became more forceful.

Duanmu Zhe’s expression changed, "I won’t join you in destroying the relationship between Ninth Brother and Ninth Sister-in-law! I advise you not to meddle in this matter, or else, Ninth Brother won’t let you off!"

What in the world was Qin Jinyong thinking? Why would he oppose Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan being together?

Duanmu Zhe was puzzled.

"Duanmu!" Qin Jinyong’s face now showed a hint of anger, "I’m advising you to be sensible! Don’t you know that by doing this you could get Ninth Brother killed!"

Duanmu Zhe gave him a look and said in a lowered voice, "The one who needs to be sensible is you! I don’t know what Ninth Sister-in-law did to offend you that you have to target her this way! If it hadn’t been for her, do you think Ninth Brother could stand here safe and unharmed? Not knowing gratitude is one thing, but now you actually want to break them up! What on earth are you plotting?"

"I’ve said it!" Qin Jinyong’s face had completely darkened, "Saving someone is one thing! That’s a separate matter!"

Qin Jinyong must have a hole in his brain!

Duanmu Zhe snorted coldly and said irritably, "I think you’re just looking for trouble! You just can’t stand to see Ninth Brother doing well! Oh..." Realization dawned on him as he slightly narrowed his eyes, "I get it now, could it be that you have your eyes on Ninth Sister-in-law?"

Beyond that, Duanmu Zhe couldn’t think of a second reason!

If that were truly the case, then Qin Jinyong was really not being brotherly at all! Such audacity to even covet Ninth Brother’s woman!

"What are you talking about!" Qin Jinyong gave Duanmu Zhe a thump on the forehead, "Do I seem like that kind of person to you?"

Only Duanmu Zhe could come up with such an idea!

Duanmu Zhe rubbed his head, "Then what’s the reason? Qin Jinyong, I think you’ve gone mad! I’m warning you, don’t you dare do anything to hurt Ninth Sister-in-law! Otherwise, not only will Ninth Brother not let you off, I won’t let you off either!" His expression was very serious, with no hint of joking.

Seeing him like this, Qin Jinyong’s attitude softened a bit, "I know Chu Jin is a good person, she is of the Bloodline of Fire Bathing, she is the reincarnation of the empress, she once even saved Ninth Brother, but don’t forget, Ninth Brother also saved her! Without Ninth Brother, she would have died under that bullet long ago! So, the two of them owe each other nothing!"

Having said this, Qin Jinyong paused, then continued.

"Duanmu, believe me, I would never harm Ninth Brother. He and Chu Jin really aren’t from the same world. If they stay together, there won’t be a good outcome. She really will kill Ninth Brother..."

Duanmu Zhe looked at Qin Jinyong somewhat speechlessly.

"How do you know Ninth Brother and his wife aren’t from the same world? Why are you meddling in the couple’s affairs? Even Aunt Mo agrees with Ninth Brother being with his wife, on what grounds do you object? That’s enough, I won’t talk further with you. Calm down on your own, but just remember, don’t you think of harming his wife, or else, I won’t let you off!"

With that, Duanmu Zhe turned and walked away.

"Stop!" Qin Jinyong barked at his retreating figure.

Duanmu Zhe turned around, some helplessness in his gaze, "What now?"

Qin Jinyong looked at him, his face darkening to the point of rigidity, each word forceful, "She has already killed Ninth Brother once, do you really want to let her kill him a second time?"

The magnitude of information in this sentence was too great, causing Duanmu Zhe to struggle to react.

What does it mean that she already killed him once?

"What do you mean by that?" It took a good while for Duanmu Zhe to gather his wits, looking at Qin Jinyong with disbelief.

Qin Jinyong, however, was composed, the rage gone from his face, now calm, and spoke slowly.

"I’ve made my meaning very clear. Her being with Ninth Brother goes against the Heavenly Dao! Duanmu, if you don’t want to watch Ninth Brother step by step walk towards his doom, then you’d better listen to me, and stop the two of them being together! Otherwise, one day you will regret it."

Duanmu Zhe stood there, the look in his eyes incredibly complex, at a loss for what to do for a moment.

Were Qin Jinyong’s words true? Believable? Was Chu Jin being with Mo Zhixuan really against the Heavenly Dao?

Thinking this, the remark from Zhang Linzi and Qin Qingchen about "those who defy fate" suddenly echoed in Duanmu Zhe’s ears.

What defines someone who defies fate?

Taking into account the identity of Chu Jin as the reincarnation of the empress, Duanmu Zhe’s face suddenly changed.

Pale to the extreme.

After glancing at him, Qin Jinyong didn’t say more, lifting his foot to leave. Some things were better left unsaid. Duanmu Zhe was smart; he knew what to do.

Over there, Mo Zhixuan was still dutifully taking photos of the three, oblivious to the conversation between Qin Jinyong and Duanmu Zhe.

Photo by photo, the youth were captured within the camera.

Qin Jinyong stood behind them, his eyes deep, and he sighed after a moment.

It seemed that this time, Mo Zhixuan really had fallen deep.

The number of years he had known Mo Zhixuan, this was the first time he had seen Mo Zhixuan smile.

Before this, he couldn’t even imagine that Mo Zhixuan would one day spin around a young girl, putting aside his official duties to accompany her on a mountain outing, even personally taking photos for the three young girls.

After taking dozens of photos, Mo Qingyi, Miao Xinran, and Chu Jin ran back to flip through the pictures Mo Zhixuan had taken.

The initial discussion went like this:

"I think this one looks good."

"This one isn’t bad either."

"This group photo is the best looking!"

The subsequent discussion sounded like this:

"Haha, Jin bro, what are you doing in this one? Are you about to hit Xinran?"

"Look at this one, hahaha, Qingyi, look at your silly expression! You’re rolling your eyes! Hahaha!"

As they flipped to a solo shot, Mo Qingyi screamed, "Oh my god! This one makes my legs look both short and fat!"

"This one makes my skin look too dark!" Miao Xinran held her cheeks with both hands, somewhat incredulously saying, "I’m not this dark, am I?"

"..."

After looking through a set of photos, Mo Qingyi looked discontentedly at Mo Zhixuan, "Bro, you have no technique in your photography at all! You made Xinran and Jin bro look so good, but look at what you’ve done to me?"

Mo Zhixuan glanced at her and said in an extremely indifferent tone, "Do you think I can turn a little pig into a person?"

"Pfft!"

"Haha!"

Two merciless laughs filled the air.

Chu Jin never expected Mr. Mo to have such a humorous side.

Miao Xinran was even more shocked; in her heart, Ninth Brother had always been a cold and abstinent figure, the kind who probably wouldn’t speak a word in ten days. How could he possibly be in the mood for jokes today?

And what’s more terrifying is that Ninth Brother had just taken photos of them!

Thinking about it now still seemed somewhat unbelievable.

Damn it! To actually dare to mock her as a little pig! Mo Qingyi was fuming! Her brother was truly becoming more and more venomous with his words! Suddenly, an idea struck her, and she held the camera, speaking ingratiatingly to Mo Zhixuan.

"Bro, how about I take a photo of you and Jin bro too? Couples always have pictures together, you and Jin bro haven’t taken one yet, have you?"

Watch me turn you into short and stocky! Mo Qingyi grumbled to herself! With the right angle, even 1.9 meter-long legs could be made to look like 1.4 meter-long stubs!

Mo Zhixuan raised his eyes towards Chu Jin. As long as it involved her, he was willing to try.

It might have been an illusion or something of that sort, but he always felt that since being with her, he himself seemed to have become younger.

If it had been before, he would certainly not have come out to play and fool around with Mo Qingyi and the others, but now...

"Alright," Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly, then turned to Chu Jin and said, "Jin, come here."

Chu Jin didn’t refuse; they were out to have fun, so of course, happiness was the priority. She obediently walked over to Mo Zhixuan’s side.

Seeing that Mo Zhixuan had fallen for it so quickly, Mo Qingyi couldn’t stop smiling.

The two of them stood under an ancient tree in front of the inn. Chu Jin had a strong presence on camera, a natural beauty, so no matter which angle she was photographed from, there were no bad shots, like a natural and smooth ink painting. Mo Zhixuan looked seriously at the camera with a slight purse of his thin lips and an expressionless face, solemn and reserved.

Strangely enough, these two people standing together didn’t look out of place at all; rather, the picture was unexpectedly harmonious and captivating, exceedingly beautiful.

As it turned out, all the talk about finding the right angle fell to pieces in the face of genuine great beauty and long legs!

No matter what angle Mo Qingyi chose, she couldn’t make this person look short and fat!

Damn it! This was simply too unfair!

After snapping several photos, Mo Qingyi said to Mo Zhixuan, "Bro, don’t be so serious! Smile a bit!"

"How should I smile?" Mo Zhixuan asked seriously.

Mo Qingyi waved her hand helplessly, "Never mind! Forget it! Don’t smile then! Why don’t you two try a different pose? Something a bit more intimate."

Facing the camera, Mr. Mo, who was always high and mighty, felt an inexplicable sense of nervousness; his hands and feet seemed to have nowhere to rest.

Chu Jin looked up at Mo Qingyi and raised an eyebrow, "The moment to test your photography skills has come; remember to capture the moment."

No sooner had she spoken than Chu Jin slowly tiptoed, seemingly with a bit of effort, and kissed his cheek.

The scattered sunlight filtered through the mottled leaves, casting a soft halo on the two of them.

It was a very beautiful scene.

So beautiful it seemed surreal, not of this world.

Click!

Mo Qingyi captured this moment, recording it forever.

"How is it?" Chu Jin ran over, looked at the photo Mo Qingyi had taken, a smile curving at the corner of her mouth, then held the camera up to Mo Zhixuan, "How do you think it came out?"

Mo Zhixuan looked down at the photo in the camera, a rare smile played across his lips, and even his usually icy eyes softened a bit, "Not bad," he gave an honest assessment.

The scene before them was also very pleasing to the eye; the man was about 20 centimeters taller than the girl. To get a clear view of the camera in her hands, he had to lower his head slightly, creating the cutest height difference. Even more rare was the usually stoic man’s seldom-seen smile.

Mo Qingyi hurriedly took out her phone from her pocket to capture the scene, snapping several shots—ah! Who could blame her for being such a darling sister of Hua Nation? Although Mo Zhixuan was unkind, she couldn’t be unjust!

"Eldest Brother, Sister-in-Law, let’s go rest at the inn first," just then, Duanmu Zhe came up, his expression as usual, showing no signs of anything unusual.

Hearing him, Mo Zhixuan walked over with his arm around Chu Jin’s shoulders, "Okay, let’s go in first."

Chu Jin was flipping through the photos in the camera, her eyes curving with joy, lost in her own world, allowing Mr. Mo to lead her onward.

Qin Jinyong and Miao Xinran were dragging two suitcases in their direction.

Seeing this, Mo Qingyi lifted her foot and gave Duanmu Zhe a kick, "Go, pull the luggage."

Duanmu Zhe didn’t dodge, taking the kick squarely, while he trudged toward the car and grumbled, "Damn it, that hurts! Mo Qingyi, can’t you be a bit gentler?! Don’t you know nobody will want you if you behave like this?! You won’t be able to get married!"

Mo Qingyi’s eyes darkened for a moment before she retorted, "Whether I get married or not is none of your business."

Just then, Chu Jin frowned slightly; she seemed to smell something unusual in the air. She looked up at everyone, then lowered her gaze again without any fuss, hiding the expression in her eyes.

"Jin, Jin!" Suddenly, Zi’s voice echoed in her mind after a long absence.

"Oh, you’re finally awake?" Chu Jin raised her eyebrows slightly.

Zi scratched her head sheepishly, "Actually, I haven’t been asleep for that long..."

"It hasn’t been that long," Chu Jin said in a light tone, "It’s just been a little over a month."

Zi: ...Jin, you’ve changed!

Chu Jin curled her lips slightly, "No, it’s you who’ve changed!"

Holy shit! Zi was shocked! Incredible! Jin was actually able to analyze her thoughts! Terrifying!

Oh my god, a month had passed, and Jin had become so fearsome! It looked like she would have to be more careful in the future! She couldn’t just have any random thoughts!

After a moment, an excited Zi said, "Jin, Jin, guess what I just smelled?"

"What did you smell?" Chu Jin raised her eyebrows slightly.

Zi continued, "I smelled the scent of Soul Resurrection Grass. It’s like finding something without even searching hard for it. I guarantee there must be some Soul Resurrection Grass on this mountain. As long as you find the Millennium Cold Grass and heal Zhao Yan, we will be able to complete that long-term mission! Then we can get 288 Purple Spirit points."

So, the unusual scent in the air was Soul Resurrection Grass?

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by Aunomay Read