I am invincible, that's why I lie down. You're using your entire clan to rebel?

Chapter 430 The True Moon God's cultivation has truly vanished!? The False Moon God is overjoye

At this time,

Qin Mu suddenly stood up and ran after him.

He walked quickly, his moon-white robe fluttering in the night wind, and his voice carried the eager flattery characteristic of a spoiled young master.

"Your Highness, don't be in such a hurry to leave! Let's have a drink before you go!"

Xu Longxiang stopped in his tracks at the corner of the corridor, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He never wanted to leave in the first place, and was just worried about not having a reason to stay.

He needed to stay here to protect the Moon Goddess, continue to win over this playboy, and even more importantly, find out which high-ranking official his father was in the court.

The other party took the initiative to invite him, and he just went along with it.

Xu Longxiang turned around, looked at Qin Mu, a calm smile on his face, and clasped his hands in a slight bow.

"Since you have such an elegant interest, then I, Xu, will trouble you."

Qin Mu laughed heartily, strode forward, and put his arm around Xu Longxiang's shoulder, the gesture as intimate as that of an old friend.

"Of course, of course! Your Highness has sent me such a beauty; I am deeply grateful and must treat Your Highness to a good drink!"

He turned around and shouted at the wicked servant behind him, his voice echoing in the night sky.

"Quickly prepare the dishes! Bring out the best wine! This young master is going to drink with the prince until we drop!"

The servant quickly responded and turned to run towards the kitchen.

Qin Mu put his arm around Xu Longxiang's shoulder and pulled him back to the main hall, pressing him down to sit in the chair next to the main seat.

When Yun Suxin saw that Xu Longxiang had returned, her heart stirred slightly.

Qin Mu settled into the main seat, resting his chin on his hand, his gaze fixed on Chen Ruoyao's face, a half-smile playing on his lips.

He suddenly spoke, his voice calm.

"Come, dance for me to liven things up."

Chen Ruoyao was slightly taken aback, then lowered her head, a polite smile playing on her lips.

"Yes, young master."

She stood up, walked to the open space in the center of the hall, took a deep breath, and began her stance.

Her sleeve slipped off her wrist, revealing a section of her fair and slender forearm.

Her figure was as light as a swallow, her toes barely touching the ground, and her skirt bloomed like a lotus flower.

Every movement of hers was graceful and dignified, every turn was just right, her sleeves fluttering like flowing clouds, like a waterfall, like morning mist blown away by the wind.

Her gaze was lowered, a faint smile playing on her lips, and she resembled a flower slowly blooming under the moonlight.

As Yun Suxin watched Chen Ruoyao dance, a strong sense of separation welled up in her heart.

That face was hers, and that body was wearing the clothes she had once worn.

She felt as if she were dancing, like a courtesan pleasing a man.

But she also felt that she was even worse than a courtesan.

At least prostitutes can earn money by dancing, but she's not even as good as a prostitute. She's already done things that are even more shameful, so what does it matter if she dances or not?

Her heart was numb, like a stagnant pool, where even the largest stone thrown in could not stir a ripple.

Qin Mu glanced at Chen Ruoyao's dance a few times, then suddenly turned his head and looked at Yun Suxin's face.

His voice was calm, yet carried an unquestionable command.

"You go too. Let's jump together."

Yun Suxin froze, her hands stopped moving, and she knelt at his feet like a stone statue whose pressure points had been acupunctured.

Her lips parted slightly, her voice hoarse, carrying a hint of barely suppressed panic.

"Young master... I don't know how."

Qin Mu stared at her coldly, the smile on his lips gradually fading, his eyes as cold as ice in winter.

"If you don't know how, learn. If you still can't learn, practice until you do!"

Yun Suxin's fingers clenched tightly, her nails digging into her palms. A sharp pain shot through her, and she felt the pain, but it paled in comparison to the humiliation and anger surging within her.

She gritted her teeth, suppressing the surging killing intent little by little, lowered her head, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Yes...Young Master."

She stood up, walked to the center of the hall, and stood beside Chen Ruoyao.

Two women stood side by side.

Chen Ruoyao looked at Yun Suxin beside her, a complex feeling welling up inside her.

Looking at that face that was exactly like her own, at that humble and submissive appearance, she felt a strong sense of absurdity.

That's Lord Luna.

That was the high and mighty Moon Goddess, who controlled hundreds of thousands of believers and was invincible.

But now he's like a tamed cat, standing beside her, dancing with her for a spoiled brat.

Yun Suxin also felt a strong sense of disconnect and strangeness.

Looking at Chen Ruoyao's face, which was exactly the same as her own, and watching her graceful dance in the candlelight, she felt as if she were looking in a mirror, but the person in the mirror was not herself.

too weird.

Yun Suxin couldn't dance; she just imitated Chen Ruoyao's movements, clumsily raising her hands, clumsily turning around, and clumsily flicking her sleeves.

Her movements were stiff and awkward, like a fledgling bird just learning to fly, flapping its wings but unable to take off.

Two people, one with graceful dance moves like a celestial being, the other with stiff movements like a puppet, formed a stark and absurd contrast under the candlelight.

Xu Longxiang sat beside him, his fingers gripping a wine glass, his face ashen.

He gritted his teeth, his cheeks puffed out, and watched Chen Ruoyao dance gracefully in the center of the hall, the fire in his heart burning even brighter.

He was so angry that he was trembling all over, wishing he could rush up and gouge out that spoiled brat's eyes and beat him to a pulp.

At the same time, his gaze was unconsciously drawn to Chen Ruoyao; she was so beautiful.

He had never seen the moon goddess dance before; tonight was the first time.

The dance moves, the figure, the charm in the corner of her eye when she turned her head and smiled—all of these made his heart race and his mouth go dry.

His inner world was incredibly complex, a mixture of anger, amazement, jealousy, and infatuation.

In the end, Xu Longxiang could only pick up his wine glass and take a big gulp. The wine went down his throat, spicy and bitter, which slightly extinguished the fire in his heart.

He endured.

He told himself that this was just an act, that it was all fake, and that the Moon Goddess would not be touched by that playboy.

Qin Mu scolded Yun Suxin as he watched.

His voice wasn't loud, but every word pierced her ears like nails.

"Raise your hand! Raise it higher! Turn around, too slow! Are you made of wood? Can't you dance?!"

Taking this opportunity, Chen Ruoyao quietly confirmed whether the other party was indeed the Moon Goddess.

As she spun around, her fingers inadvertently brushed against Yun Suxin's wrist, feeling a cool touch without any flow of internal energy.

With a flick of her sleeve, she placed her fingertips on Yun Suxin's pulse. The pulse was weak and shallow, and her lower abdomen felt empty, like a dried-up well.

Her heart skipped a beat.

She was almost certain that the person in front of her was the Moon Goddess, and that her power had truly vanished.

Yun Suxin was completely puzzled.

She saw no surprise, no doubt, no curiosity in Chen Ruoyao's eyes, only a light she couldn't understand.

Isn't she surprised that she looks just like her?

Why wasn't she surprised?

A terrifying thought suddenly flashed through her mind, like a black lightning bolt splitting open the gray sky in her heart. Could it be that Chen Ruoyao already knew that she was the Moon Goddess?

The moment the thought crossed her mind, her scalp tingled, her back went cold, and cold sweat poured down her back.

But then she thought, if Chen Ruoyao knew that she was the Moon Goddess, she would definitely try to rescue her.

Over the years, Chen Ruoyao has always been her most loyal follower and has never disobeyed her.

Once Chen Ruoyao learns of her situation, she will do everything in her power to rescue her, and then she will be able to escape her misery.

Although it was a bit of a mess, the ending was ultimately good.

As Yun Suxin thought this, she felt a little better, and the weight on her chest eased slightly.

She decided to confess to Chen Ruoyao.

As she spun around with her back to Qin Mu, she used the cover of her sleeve to whisper in a voice that only the two of them could hear, her lips almost touching Chen Ruoyao's ear.

"Ah Yao".

Chen Ruoyao's pupils contracted slightly.

Her heart skipped a beat. It really was her! It really was the Moon Goddess!

She suppressed her excitement, her lips moved slightly, and her voice was so low that it sounded like an echo from underground.

"You...this is...?"

Yun Suxin spoke quickly, with an barely suppressed urgency and pleading.

"This matter is complicated; my cultivation technique has malfunctioned. Get me out of here first. Don't alert anyone; wait for an opportunity..."

Upon hearing the words "there's a problem with the cultivation technique," Chen Ruoyao was completely agitated, like a volcano that had been suppressed for too long finally finding an outlet to erupt.

She was right after all; the Moon Goddess's power had indeed vanished!

She was no longer that high and mighty, invincible half-step terrestrial immortal, but an ordinary person with no strength to even kill a chicken!

An ordinary person who can be manipulated by anyone!

She always wanted to get rid of her identity as a stand-in, to become the real Moon Goddess, and to possess the true power hidden beneath that mask.

But the Moon Goddess was like a mountain, pressing down on her head for so many years, making it hard for her to breathe.

Now, the mountain is finally about to collapse, and she can finally stand on the summit and become the mountain itself.

A huge, almost frenzied joy welled up in Chen Ruoyao's heart.

Like a riverbed that had been dry for too long, it finally received a raging flood that submerged her completely!

Her face remained expressionless; she merely nodded slightly, her voice still so low that only the two of them could hear it.

"Understood."

Yun Suxin breathed a sigh of relief; the weight that had been hanging over her for so long had finally been lifted.

She can finally escape her misery; now she just needs to wait for Chen Ruoyao to rescue her.

She was already planning in her mind how, once she regained her strength, she would tear that spoiled brat to pieces and how she would torture the three women around him to death one by one.

The dance has ended.

Qin Mu clapped his hands, and the applause was particularly crisp in the silent hall.

"You jumped well, you've improved."

His gaze fell on Yun Suxin's face, and the smile on his lips deepened, but beneath that smile was clearly cold.

"You danced terribly, you were dragging the team down. Your punishment is to give this girl a massage."

Yun Suxin froze, as if she had been struck by acupuncture points, unable to move.

She looked at Qin Mu in disbelief, her pupils filled with absurdity and humiliation. He actually made her massage her own substitute?!

This is absolutely absurd!

She's the Moon Goddess, the Moon Goddess who commands hundreds of thousands of believers! How could she possibly give a massage to her own substitute?!

But she dared not disobey.

She had no power, no means of resistance, only obedience.

She gritted her teeth, suppressing the surging murderous intent in her heart little by little, lowered her head, and her voice trembled.

"Yes...Young Master."

She walked behind Chen Ruoyao, placed her hands on her shoulders, and gently and slowly began to massage them.

Her fingers were trembling, from her fingertips to her wrists, and from her wrists to her arms.

She felt like she was dreaming, an absurd nightmare from which she could never wake up.

Qin Mu leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and looked at Chen Ruoyao's face, speaking casually as if they were chatting about everyday things.

"What's your name?"

Chen Ruoyao bowed slightly, a polite smile on her lips, her voice soft.

"My name is Su Xin, young master."

Qin Mu nodded, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

"Miss Suxin's dance is truly breathtaking. In all my years of life, I have never seen such a moving dance."

The drinks have arrived.

The dishes have been served.

Several delicate side dishes and a pot of warm Shaoxing wine filled the hall with their aroma.

Qin Mu raised his hand and beckoned to Chen Ruoyao.

"Come here and sit next to me."

He waved to Yun Suxin again.

"Come here too."

Chen Ruoyao lowered her head, walked to Qin Mu's side, and sat down in the chair.

Yun Suxin let go of his hand, walked to his other side, and sat down as well.

Qin Mu had one arm around Chen Ruoyao's waist and the other around Yun Suxin's waist, enjoying himself immensely.

He picked up his wine glass and raised it towards Xu Longxiang.

"Your Highness, come, let's drink!"

Xu Longxiang sat opposite him, watching this scene, and was immediately furious.

He wished he could chop off the two hands that were wrapped around the Moon Goddess's waist, and twist off the head of that spoiled brat to use as a football.

He picked up his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

He gritted his teeth, his cheeks puffed out, and repeatedly told himself that this was acting, this was a plan, and that the Moon Goddess would not be touched by that playboy.

But when he saw the Moon Goddess deliberately flattering and forcing a smile for the sake of their plan and to win over this playboy, a huge, uncontrollable bitterness and anger welled up in his heart.

He felt as if his heart had been ripped out, leaving him empty and chilly.

He decided to change the subject, otherwise he was afraid he might not be able to resist rushing forward.

Xu Longxiang took a deep breath, suppressing his surging emotions little by little, and put on a smile, speaking steadily.

"May I ask your name, young master, and what high-ranking official your father holds in the court? I have some acquaintances in the capital, and perhaps I know your father."