TSFLIP Chapter 1030

Feng Guang always felt that even when this child said nothing at all, he could easily make her heart ache for him. And once her heart ached, she wanted even more to do something for him. So Xian Mo suddenly saw his clothes float over in front of him.

He paused slightly, then took the clothes and put them on.

“Thank you,” he said.

“You don’t need to thank me,” Feng Guang replied quickly. “There’s really not much I can help you with anyway.”

“That’s not true.”
Xian Mo gave a faint smile. “You’ve helped me a lot, Feng Guang.”

His gaze was clear, and the small smile on his lips felt as gentle as a spring breeze. Feng Guang suddenly sighed and said, “Give it a few years, A-Mo, and you’ll definitely grow into the kind of incredibly handsome guy who could ruin a country.”

“Do you want me to ruin a country?” he asked.

When he said it, there wasn’t the slightest hint that he was joking. It was as if, if Feng Guang actually gave a positive answer, he would truly go and do it.

She fell silent for a moment. “Of course not.”

“Then you want me to go to the battlefield, kill enemies, and defend the country.”

“Not that either.” She suddenly sighed. “I just hope that no matter what happens, you can protect yourself.”

She didn’t need to see him achieve great fame or become a general admired by thousands. She didn’t need him to be some extraordinary genius adored by everyone. As long as he could live his life safely—even if it was an ordinary life—that would already be a good thing.

“I will protect myself,” Xian Mo said calmly, his tone steady. “And I will obtain the things I want.”

Feng Guang sighed. She knew that once someone was drawn into the scheming and intrigue of the imperial court, ambition was inevitable. And even before that, everything he had gone through would have a profound effect on his heart.

She crouched down in front of him and smiled. “It’s time to go to the training grounds. Let’s go.”

“Mm,” he answered softly.

However, not long after leaving Yihe Palace, just as they were about to reach the training grounds, a group of people suddenly blocked Xian Mo’s path.

At the front of the group was the same eunuch who had previously reported to Xian Rang about Xian Long’s serious illness. His name was Xiao Gaozi, a trusted servant of Consort Yun. His expression now was arrogant, completely different from the timid man who had knelt before Xian Rang last time.

“First Prince, our Lady Consort Yun invites you to visit her. Please come with us.”

Xian Mo didn’t even glance at him. He simply walked past Xiao Gaozi and continued forward without saying a word.

“Stop!”

Xiao Gaozi stepped forward and placed a hand on Xian Mo’s shoulder.

A flash of swordlight.

Blood sprayed into the air. With a painful scream, a severed arm fell to the ground.

Xiao Gaozi rolled around on the ground in agony.

Xian Mo calmly took out a white handkerchief. First, he wiped the blood that had splashed onto his face. Then he carefully cleaned his sword. After sheathing it, he tossed the handkerchief aside and continued walking forward, as if he hadn’t heard the man’s screams at all.

The group of people watched the boy’s figure gradually walk away.

This time, not a single one of them dared to stop him.

On a quiet side path, Xian Mo suddenly stopped walking.

His long, slightly curled eyelashes cast shadows over his eyes as he softly called out, “Feng Guang.”

“I’m here,” she answered immediately, her voice sounding perfectly normal. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

The corners of his lips lifted slightly. He didn’t say anything more and continued walking toward the training grounds.

Feng Guang followed beside him. Although he didn’t look particularly happy, she could feel that even the air around him had become much lighter.

She thought to herself that saying nothing earlier had been the right choice.