Ink Blade

Waking Up (part 2)

Mo Ren's dazed thoughts were interrupted by the suddenly enlarged spoon in front of him. On the spur of the moment, Palace Master Chu picked up the bowl and spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and placed it near Mo Ren's lips, "Ah Ren, open your mouth."

"This subordinate is terrified and dare not bother the Master."

Mo Ren was so startled that he quickly reached for the bowl and spoon with his hands, but was immediately evaded.

Chu Yan had a momentary loss but immediately regained his bearings, as long as he looked at Mo Ren, he was overjoyed in the heart. Feeding people meals was actually fun to do. He nudged the spoon over again, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Be obedient, open your mouth."

“This….”

Mo Ren hesitated, he couldn't figure out Chu Yan's abnormality. After such a long time, it was impossible for him to remember all the trivial things in detail, and he could only rely on...conjectures, when encountering such  a situation.

He had always been cold and uninteresting, presumably the Master was not really trying to tease him. The only possibility he could think of was Bai Hua.

After all, he was thrown into the Punishment Hall just because he offended Bai Hua, 

Maybe Bai Hua got angry with the Master in the past two days, therefore he deliberately treated him nicely and did it for his lover to see?

Taking care of him without regard to the face of being the Palace Master, presumably for the sake of being seen by the servants and passed onto Bai Hua's ears…

It must be so, there will never be other reasons. Mo Ren lowered his eyes and silently swallowed the bitterness in his heart. If the Master wants to play, he should naturally cooperate.

What's more, even if it's an act, this moment of tenderness was enough for him to recollect carefully in the future—he would definitely kill Bai Hua in this life, and it would be more unbearable compared to the previous life, he would carefully recollect this pleasant favor by then. He should be grateful to this gift of kindness.

He cleared up his thoughts in an instant, and when Mo Ren raised his head, he had restrained his emotions. He looked at the spoon that Chu Yan nudged with a smile, and actually had a trace of anticipation that he knew he shouldn't have.

Even if it was a pretense, he might as well steal some benefits. Being treated like this, treating him with tender care up to this point, he would take advantage of it.

Knock knock…

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Chu Yan paused. Then a guard reported respectfully, "Palace Master, Young Master Bai Hua is asking to see you."

The spoon containing the porridge stopped near his lips, Mo Ren sighed inwardly, and then moved back slightly. Now that Bai Hua had come over, he knew it was impossible.

Chu Yan frowned, "What, have you forgotten what this Master ordered? No matter who it is, this Master will see no one."

"But Young Master Bai Hua insists on it...Young Master has already started a fight in front of the hall, and the servants dared not to be tough….."

Chu Yan's face gradually darkened. After a moment of silence, there was only a "jingle" and the spoon was thrown back into the bowl.

Mo Ren lowered his head.

Sure enough, what is not his will never be his after all.

It's me...that is simply having unreasonable expectations.

Chu Yan straightened his clothes and stood up, walked towards the door of the room, but before stepping out of it he turned his head and said, "Remember to drink the medicine by yourself, and wait for this Master to come back."

 Mo Ren replied in a low voice, "Yes.”

The sound of Chu Yan's footsteps faded away.

Mo Ren watched the Palace Master left and out of the door, afterwards he reluctantly propped himself up. Enduring the discomfort in his body, he got out of bed barefooted and moved slowly.

He quietly stuck to the corner by the window, and wearily closed his eyes.

Outside were a few crisp birds chirping, as well as intermittent voices of the two talking.

"...Hua'er is really worried...just thinking...is fine, but he was dragged away...Brother Chu, what did Hua'er do wrong?"

"Hua'er, don't think too much…..the matter of Mo Ren is after all…..this Master cannot...it's not easy when one has just been punished…”

"Hua'er knows...as an outsider...no wonder Guard Mo despises......"

"...It's just a useful subordinate...it's a fool…..just coax it as you please..."

In the sleeping chambers, Mo Ren still closed his eyes quietly, as if he didn't hear anything. Sometimes it was not a good thing to have sharp hearing and eyesight. He somewhat missed the past life when he lost his internal force.

In fact, he felt that it was not that too uncomfortable, after all, he had already expected this……At least, the Master said that he was useful, therefore he was still happy.

But why bother so much? He didn't need to be coaxed and to be fooled. As long as Chu Yan gave an order, he would kneel down and sacrifice his life to the Palace Master.

Is it because he didn't do well enough in his previous life? After so many years, the Master only regards him as an ordinary subordinate who needs to spend special energy to win over…

Mo Ren felt a pain in his heart. He knew that his temperament of “couldn't help but think too much” was not suitable for being a good bodyguard to please his Master. It's just that once everything was revealed, he couldn't always be a thoughtless sword as required by the Master, let alone be a pleasing dog.

Therefore, it was only reasonable that he was rejected by the Master in the previous life.

In this life…..Maybe after looking for an opportunity to kill Bai Hua, he should also kill himself quickly afterwards, so as not to add to the troubles of the Master.

Chu Yan and Bai Hua chatted while laughing, and he saw the two figures getting further away from the window.

“.......”

Mo Ren slowly let go of his strength, let out a breath, and leaned against the cold wall, his expression was neither sad nor happy.

Suddenly, he bent his thin back, covered his lips with his right fist. He began to cough violently, gasping for breath, and his pale cheeks turned an abnormal bright red.

Dark red blood then trickled out from between his fingers.

This shortness of breath, in the end, his internal organs were damaged due to the torture.

Mo Ren's expression remained unchanged. He simply took a piece of cloth to wipe off the blood on the ground. Thinking about the Palace Master's instruction, he went back to the bed and raised his hand to drink the medicine in one gulp.

The pungent bitter taste irritated the stomach that had not eaten for a long time, making it very uncomfortable. Mo Ren endured the nausea, and swallowed the concoction in one gulp with no expression on his face.

After all, these were all good medicinal materials and shouldn’t be wasted.