Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 1328 - 1308: The Shopkeeper of Forget Worries Tea House Receives a Confession
When they returned to the Northern Region, the selection tournament had already ended. Luo Qianqian just raised her eyebrows at the notice hanging high at the flight station, without much surprise.
After all, Snow Palace taking the lead was not unexpected, but they must be very annoyed now. That promise-breaking Luo Shiqi secretly went to participate in the Star Path, leaving them unable to solve problems on their own turf.
Chuckling softly with her mouth covered, Luo Qianqian breathed in the slightly cool air, a sense of familiarity hitting her.
But looking at Mo following behind, she couldn’t help but get furious. Was this person seriously planning to follow them to the Nine Heavens Pavilion?
The obvious answer was yes.
"I don’t want him to go..." Luo Qianqian looked at Yan, her face full of grievance. There was still some distance to the Nine Heavens Pavilion, not too close, and she didn’t want to bring a big trouble home.
"Why not? Is it because I look ugly and embarrass you? Or have I bullied you and made you dislike me? Or is it because I didn’t bring a gift?" Mo naturally heard Luo Qianqian’s complaints, secretly thinking that the opposite gender was really hard to get close to, and he didn’t know how his brother managed it...
Luo Qianqian shuddered instinctively at the sudden appearance of Mo, but she didn’t jump three feet high like before.
After all, jumping around on a Flying Chicken wasn’t convenient; you always worry about an accident. Just in case, even if they could survive, the big chicken above them would crush them...
"It’s because you’re ugly." Luo Qianqian bit her teeth; she must find a reason not to let this person follow.
What if he pollutes the water source?
Although the family used mineral water, the water for farming, flower watering, and fishing was still from the river.
"..." Mo glanced at Yan, then at Luo Qianqian, looking speechless. Weren’t he and Yan identical?
If he was ugly, then what was Yan?
But speaking of it, it seemed like more people liked Yan than him?
After pondering for a moment, he lowered his head: "I get it. You all like brother. He’s the good one. No matter how hard I try, I can’t become him, right? You go! I won’t follow you!"
Luo Qianqian raised her eyebrows. This was a trick, and she wouldn’t fall for it.
But why did Yan look a bit guilty?
And why did Mo just leave without any more fuss?
Luo Qianqian looked blankly at all this, a bit puzzled.
That night, they lit a campfire by the woods, and Luo Qianqian roasted a ham while casually looking at Yan: "He... really has never been liked?"
Yan was stunned, knowing that Mo was using a trick, but what he said seemed to be the truth.
He gently nodded, seemingly reminiscing: "Because he chose the path of poison from a young age, he didn’t have many friends. Even if people didn’t know his identity at first, they would distance themselves once they found out. In the end, the people left around him were the guards arranged by the family. Besides finding me, even the elders didn’t dare approach him, afraid of getting poisoned..."
Yan showed a bit of a bitter smile: "If he didn’t truly like it and wasn’t genuinely talented, he might have given up because of these things, right? How else would there be a Poison Saint now?"
"And you?" Luo Qianqian looked at Yan puzzledly.
Obviously, they were brothers, and there shouldn’t be much difference, especially since they were identical twins. If they were lonely, they could swap identities to go out and play, right?
And it’s said that the telepathy between identical twins is particularly strong. They should be able to sense each other’s emotions, right?
"I’m not much better off than him." Yan smiled bitterly, though he didn’t do poison, he still had to understand it, as most of their courses were together.
It’s just that elders liked him, and friends liked him too.
Though they wore the same incense-smelling clothes, on Mo it reeked of misfortune’s poison, while on him it smelled of overflowing medicine fragrance.
Mo’s unwillingness is understandable...
"It’s just that my status naturally attracts more toadying people to me, a stark contrast between fame and emptiness, so I understand his reluctance."
"I see..." Luo Qianqian felt a bit regretful. Mo hadn’t been that bad to her. Even when poisoning, it was always near Yan, under the pretense of building up her resistance.
Looking at the starry sky, holding a bamboo skewer with ham on it, she sighed lightly.
But before long, she saw a figure come over, unceremoniously snatching the grilled meat skewer from Yan’s hand, and walking away again.
The familiar white attire, it was clearly... Mo.
"If you promise not to harm any life at the Nine Heavens Pavilion, I’ll take you," Luo Qianqian said hurriedly, as if afraid he would leave.
This sudden statement stunned the other three people.
Just before, Luo Qianqian seemed to treat Mo like a scourge, so why suddenly take the initiative to let him go?
"Why would I harm your people without hatred or enmity?" Mo stopped, with a hint of bitterness in his voice: "Do you see me as someone who takes lives carelessly?"
Was she not human?
Several black lines appeared on Luo Qianqian’s forehead, but hearing Mo’s seemingly wounded tone, she still didn’t voice her doubts.
"You promise, I’ll take you." Family was her bottom line, the Nine Heavens Pavilion was the shelter she provided for her family.
"I promise I won’t harm a blade of grass, a tree, a flower, a bird, a beast, a man, or a woman at the Nine Heavens Pavilion. If violated, may I be bitten to death by Xiao Qing." Mo still had his back to Luo Qianqian, but there was a tinge of self-mocking laughter in his voice.
This mockery wasn’t directed at Luo Qianqian but at himself.
"Then I’ll take you; come on and eat." Luo Qianqian spoke again.
Seeing Luo Qianqian like this, Yan showed a bit of a helpless expression, unable to tell whether he was happy or sad.
Huangfu Yihui was already quite familiar with Luo Qianqian’s behavior; it was obvious that she was affected by Mo’s loneliness and couldn’t bear it.
After all, she was a girl; such an action didn’t surprise him much, but it did make him feel a bit uncomfortable.
This journey wasn’t exactly slow. Luo Qianqian would slip away to nearby cities to buy some specialties, with the bills naturally footed by Yan, and carrying the items also naturally fell to him since Luo Qianqian’s hands were full with a cat she couldn’t put down. The cat had been asleep for a long time and looked dead to those who didn’t know better.
But Yan would check its condition every day to reassure Luo Qianqian.
When they reached the Forget Worries Tea House, they were shocked to see that Feng Xi was the one holding the fort.
"Feng Xi, why are you here?" Luo Qianqian walked up to the counter without any politeness, patting Feng Xi, who was holding down the fort inside.
Seeing Luo Qianqian, Feng Xi showed a face full of complaint: "Why did you just come back now?"
Leading the group to a private room upstairs, Luo Qianqian learned that her uncle from the Luo Family couldn’t stand being romantically harassed and refused to be the shopkeeper of the Forget Worries Tea House anymore. The others were either newlyweds or lacked the skills, or had other matters to attend to, and the ones who were skilled but not newlywed had all fled... so she was put in charge.
At first, she was quite happy with the arrangement, as the Forget Worries Tea House served delicious food, allowing her to be at ease.
However, what used to be an army of girls confessing their love became an army of men confessing their love... She couldn’t handle it too well, experiencing a loss of appetite and indigestion for several consecutive days...
