coobybook Chapter 194 The Grass Has Grown Up
Chapter 194 The Grass Has Grown Up
Chapter 194 The Grass Has Grown Up
"City Lord, I am doing this for the Holy City, for you, after all, for your descendants..." The old man's eyes darted around, and his voice grew softer and softer.
"Ha!" Long Yuan laughed angrily. "You still dare to say it's for me? For the Holy City? You're pushing the Holy City into an abyss of no return! Look at the panic in and around the Holy City, all because of your foolish actions."
Pain flashed in the old man's eyes. He lowered his head, his forehead pressed to the ground, and his voice was low and deep: "I was wrong, City Lord, I know I was wrong. I was just confused for a moment. Seeing the Holy Maiden's deep affection for her beast husbands, I was bewitched into thinking that if I revealed her identity, she might want to rely on you, bear children with you, and continue the glory of my Holy City. But... but I never expected it would bring such serious consequences. I... I really..."
"A moment of folly?" Long Yuan sneered. "Your moment of folly almost destroyed the entire Holy City! I've told you before, she's my sister, we can never be lovers, why wouldn't you listen? Besides, do you think I don't know your purpose? It's nothing more than satisfying your own ambition! For your laughable power and status, you dare to risk the safety of the Holy City!"
The old man's body jolted, and he raised his head in disbelief, his cloudy eyes filled with shock and grievance. He said somewhat agitatedly, "Uncle, how could you say such a thing about me? You are my own uncle! Do you think I don't know whether she is your sister or not? I did all this so that you could have an heir. How can you say that I did it for my own selfish desires? Isn't my loyalty to you and to the Holy City obvious?"
Long Yuan's gaze fell on the old man, his eyes piercing as if trying to see right through him. It was only after a long while that his anger subsided somewhat in response to the old man's words.
"Oh, you... you're so muddle-headed! Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Have your people found the Holy Maiden yet?" Long Yuan waved his hand, not wanting to discuss the issue of offspring with him anymore.
The old man, kneeling on the ground, stiffened again, and after a long while replied, "I sent several small teams to act separately, but there was no trace of the Holy Maiden. City Lord, why don't we interrogate the orcs left behind in the Holy Maiden's courtyard? Perhaps we can get some clues from them."
Upon hearing this, Long Yuan's brows furrowed instantly. "What? You still want to force a confession? Do you think you haven't offended them thoroughly enough? Have you considered what would happen if this caused a conflict between the Holy City and the Yao Tribal Alliance?"
"Ah, no, no, I..." Upon hearing this, the old man panicked. He waved his hands repeatedly, but didn't know how to explain.
Long Yuan turned away, his hands behind his back, unwilling to see his old and decrepit nephew again.
"Alright, enough nonsense. Summon your men back and stop making pointless moves. Go and prepare generous gifts. They will eventually return to the Yao Tribe Alliance. Go there and apologize! Perhaps you can salvage the situation and make amends for your mistakes."
"Ah, okay!"
The old man felt helpless upon hearing this. He could only lower his head and respond. Then, he slowly stood up and dragged his frail body out of the hall.
At the entrance of Chu Xinyao's residence in the Holy City, a tall, somewhat dark-skinned and thin young man was struggling with Xiaocao, who was dressed in an animal skin skirt. The young man's hands were tightly gripping Xiaocao's sleeves, with such force that it almost tore her animal skin skirt to shreds. Xiaocao looked terrified, struggling desperately with her small hands, trying to break free from the young man's entanglement.
"Aoyu, what are you doing here?" the old man shouted, successfully causing the young man to loosen his grip on Xiaocao's hand. Xiaocao took the opportunity to break free and took a step back.
Seeing the old man's displeased expression, Long Aoyu ignored Xiao Cao, who was fleeing like a startled deer, and quickly stepped forward, bowing slightly and smiling, "Great Ancestor, you have come out."
The old man's eyes were sharp, his brows furrowed. Only after watching the female enter the saintess's courtyard did his expression soften slightly, but his tone remained stern, "What are you doing here?"
Long Aoyu's eyes darted around. "No, nothing, Great Ancestor. I just happened to run into Xiaocao here and exchanged a few words with her." As he spoke, he observed the old man's reaction. Seeing that his expression had softened, he asked, "Where are we going?"
The old man was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Go and prepare some gifts befitting the status of the Holy Maiden. Don't cause any more trouble here and ruin my business."
Long Aoyu's eyes flickered. A gift for the Holy Maiden! That's not something you can just find; it has to be precious and carefully selected to show your sincerity.
He felt a surge of excitement; this was a rare opportunity to prepare a gift for the Holy Maiden and perhaps even make a good impression on her.
But then he became a little uneasy. After all, the Holy Maiden was of noble status and had seen all kinds of precious gifts!
Moreover, judging from the old man's arrangements, he was going to the distant Yao tribe alliance.
If he were going to see the Holy Maiden, wouldn't Little Grass be overjoyed? If he...
Long Aoyu pictured Xiaocao's delicate face, always so shy. He stroked his chin, secretly making plans in his mind.
If he finds her a beautiful gift, will she agree to marry him?
Should I send a delicate pearl necklace from the deep sea, or a cloak made of fox fur? Or perhaps...
For a moment, Long Aoyu's mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts. He began to make a long list in his mind, imagining Xiaocao's happy expression when she received the gift, while also worrying that Xiaocao would not accept his gift, after all, she had just rejected him.
Or, why not just buy the gift and go to the Yao Tribe Alliance to find the Holy Maiden? Xiao Cao had told him before that the Holy Maiden treated her very well, often making her things like face masks and hair conditioners.
Although he didn't know what a face mask or conditioner was, seeing Xiaocao's current appearance, he knew that the Holy Maiden had put a lot of effort into her. He felt grateful to the Holy Maiden, but at the same time, he was also worried.
After Long Aoyu and the old man left, Xiaocao, who had been hiding behind the courtyard gate, breathed a sigh of relief. Her tense body gradually relaxed, and the pastries in her arms seemed to have warmed up a bit.
The pastries were taken out, but the outer leaf wrapping had not yet been opened.
Just then, "Little Grass, have they left?" Big Tree's voice came from behind. Little Grass jumped, almost dropping the pastry in her hand.
She turned around, looking at the tree in astonishment, and said reproachfully, "Oh, brother, you scared me! When did you get here? How come you didn't make a sound?"
"Oh, me? I arrived when that kid suggested you get together!" Big Tree laughed, looking at his sister's flushed face.
His younger sister has grown up too!