Chapter 87 "When the Heart Moves, Chaos Ensues"

Xie Lingtian's gaze remained fixed on Mo Haitang's face, and he never expected to see such a mark on the face of the fifth Miss Mo from the Mo family.
But this mark not only did not hide her beauty, but made her even more charming and attractive.
"So it was you." Mo Haitang's eyes curved into a crescent shape, and the dimples at the corners of her mouth grew sweeter. Her eyes became even more charming as she looked at Xie Lingtian.
Xie Lingtian's heart jumped, and he finally reacted. He quickly suppressed the strangeness in his heart and asked in surprise, "Miss Haitang, do you know me?"
Meng Haitang pursed her lips and shook her head, saying, "I don't know him; but there was a young man who saved a girl on the street. When I saw you, I remembered that he was you."
Mò Hǎi táng lowered his head and his gaze was slightly evasive, as if he had something difficult to express, but he quickly returned to normal.
After hearing Mò Hǎi táng's explanation, Xiè Líng tiān's doubts suddenly decreased: "You mentioned Zǐ Sāng líng hā, yes, there is such a thing..."
Xie Lingtian is not good at chatting. After saying this sentence, he can only awkwardly smile and sweat in his palms. He realizes that this is the first time he has had a serious conversation with a girl, and it's a blind date at that.
Mohaitang noticed Xie Lingtian's awkward expression, but in her eyes, she found him somewhat cute and innocent.
"Is my scar on my face very ugly?" Mohaitang seemed to muster up the courage to ask again, but with little confidence, she lowered her head to the side.
"No, that's absolutely not the case." Xie Lingtian quickly shook his head to deny it, and the fact was so. He then continued, "You are the most unique woman I have ever met."
In Mo Haitang's eyes, a hint of joy flashed, but she didn't show too much emotion. She still lowered her head, and her delicate eyebrows had turned into two small hills.
"You see, I have a scar on my face too, but I think it's my medal, and there's nothing to be ashamed of." Xie Lintian actively approached Mo Haitang and then lifted his semi-long hair, revealing the previously elusive scar.
Mohaitang lifted her head and looked at the shocking scars, feeling pity in her heart. She resonated with it for a moment, and then she seemed to relax a little unconsciously.
"Can I touch it?"
"Understood."
Mo Haitang lightly touched the scar on Xie Lingtian's face and said with a smile: "The scar on your face is not that scary."
As she said this, her eyes seemed to get a little misty and there was a glimmer of tears in the corners of her eyes.
She has a birthmark on her face since she was a child, which made her never dare to show her true appearance, so she always wore a veil to cover it up.
If she had not promised to hold this husband selection meeting for the Mo family, she would not have easily taken off her veil...
Mohaitang's thoughts were not understood by Xie Lingtian, but she knew his purpose; at this moment, a feeling of sadness and emotion arose in her heart.
"Sir, by coming here, do you really want to marry me?" Mohaitang suddenly looked up, staring straight into Xie Lingtian's eyes and asked softly.
That tone was full of anticipation.
Xie Lingtian was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect Mo Haitang to ask him so directly. He had intended to probe a little, but he didn't expect Mo Haitang, who seemed gentle and weak, to be so straightforward, which left him somewhat bewildered.
"I... um, I..."
Xie Lintian stuttered for a moment, with images of Mu Qianying and Yan Qing'er appearing inexplicably in his mind, and sweat breaking out on his forehead.
"Hehe, you really can't lie." Mo Haitang covered her mouth and laughed lightly, but there was a trace of disappointment in her eyes, and she immediately wanted to put on her veil again.
"Miss Haitang." Xie Lintian stood up in a panic, grabbing Mo Haitang's hand holding the veil, fearing she would reject him, and tried to calm his emotions, slowly saying, "Red veil half covers the face, hoping to marry a virtuous wife to see the true appearance. I... I'm willing to marry you."
Mohaitang was stunned when she heard this, and the veil in her hand slipped from her fingertips.
She looked up at the young man as if she had been waiting for him for a long time, waiting for this sentence for too long...
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Xie Lingtian was feeling very complicated. He had never been so conflicted before. He was usually level-headed and calm in the face of problems, but today he seemed like a completely different person. He was stumbling over his words and there was a block in his heart...
This is a complex feeling. When he said those words, he wasn't sure deep down if he said them for the mission or if it was his genuine feeling at the time.
Within the Mo residence, Xie Lintian and Mo Haitang walked out of the inner room side by side, causing a stir of chatter and discussion among the crowd, but more so with congratulations and well-wishes.
Mo Haitang put her veil back on and stood obediently by her father's side without saying much; while Xie Lintian, with a modest and courteous demeanor, dealt with the people, but felt suddenly empty inside.
The look in Yan Qing's eyes towards Xie Lingtian was just as complex, as if she had handed her precious possession to another woman...
Although she knew it was just a game, she didn't know how to accept it at the moment, and could only leave the Mo mansion amidst the cheers and jubilation of the crowd.
Upon seeing this, Zisang Ling's eyes flickered with contemplation, and then quietly left in the opposite direction without catching up to Yan Qing'er.
Finally, Lord Mo Yuan announced the final results of the competition and rewarded Xie Lingtian with a spirit-grade Purifying Dust Pill on the spot.
同时还表示今夜会大摆筵席庆贺，款待各位贵宾以及数百名参赛豪杰；至于正式的拜堂成亲当然要好好择日再办。
这一消息不出半炷香功夫，已经传遍了整个镇州城，众人无不沸腾，羡慕嫉妒恨的声音炸翻大街小巷，谢翎天立即成为了大家关注的焦点，无数少女都想涌入莫府，企图一睹他的风采。
For a while, Xie Lingtian became the talk of the town in Zhenzhou City!
Xie Lingtian's identity as a villager from Dutang Village also aroused numerous speculations from the public. Some even spread rumors that he was the innocent child involved in the sensational "Mu Family Corpse Demon Pearl" incident in the past, and that he had an intimate relationship with Mu Qianying, the young lady of Mu Family...
But Xie Lingtian had no idea how the outside world was commenting on him. He had already returned to the room arranged for him in the Mo residence and closed all the doors and windows, not allowing anyone to come in.
At this time, his heart was in turmoil. Every time he thought about marrying Mo Haitang, he was filled with worry and guilt...
'I've hurt her invisibly...' Xie Lingtian's head is in chaos, and the image of Mo Haitang with a shallow dimple on her face keeps appearing in his mind. 'What am I doing...what does Jade Star Valley really want? Everything is for that damn benefit...what is the Fifth Volume Scroll...'
Xie Lingtian scratched his head restlessly.
"Bang bang bang..." Suddenly, a light knocking sound broke the tranquility of the sunset.
"Young master, it's me, Zisang Ling." A timid voice came from outside the door.
Xie Lingtian quickly opened the door when he heard it was Zisang Ling.
"Young master, are you okay?" Zisang Ling asked anxiously when he saw that Xie Lingtian's complexion was somewhat pale.
"I'm fine." Xie Lingtian composed himself and looked around, but did not see the figure of Yanqing. He then asked, "Where did Qing'er go?"
"Qinger seems to be in a bad mood. She left alone and I searched for her for a long time but couldn't find her. So, I came back to see you, sir." Subo Lang lowered his head, feeling guilty. Seeing that Xie Lingtian was not in a good mood, he no longer had his usual mischievousness.
Xie Lingtian frowned slightly and let out a sigh, then said, "I'll go find her."
With that, he walked out of the courtyard, followed by Zisang Ling.
But before he could step out of his courtyard, he saw Elder Mo Wu-ya and a group of servants walking in, and they ran into each other.
"Oh, Lord Ling Tian, you're out. Our banquet is about to start, and I've brought you some clothes. Please put them on and come with me," Elder Mo Wu-ya said politely.
"Thanks, Elder, for your trouble." Xie Lingtian nodded and felt somewhat helpless, so he could only comply with the instruction.
Returning to the inner room, he freshened up and changed into gorgeous attire, following Mo Wuya to the banquet.
Later, led by the Grand Elder, all the honored guests were welcomed into the Mo family's banquet hall to enjoy fine wine and delicious food. Xie Lingtian followed Mo Yuan, the head of the Mo family, and toasted with representatives from other families and sects present at the event.
That night, he didn't have much time to communicate with Mo Haitang, nor did he see Yan Qing'er. After hastily exchanging a few words with Qian Jing, he was tired of responding to the greetings of various people.
Until midnight, the banquet didn't completely disperse; only after the guards outside the gate of the Mo mansion withdrew did the vast Mo mansion return to tranquility, leaving only some servants to clean up.
At this moment, he was already drunk and being supported by his servants back to his bedroom.
Zisang Ling brought over a basin of hot water and placed it on a low stool in front of the bed. Mo Haitang sat by the bedside and wrung out a wet towel, wiping Xie Lintian's face.
"Qing'er, Qing'er... don't go..." Xie Lingtian suddenly grabbed Mo Haitang's hand holding a hot towel, speaking incoherently and drunkenly, "Don't leave... sorry..."
Mohaitang was first surprised, but soon realized that Xie Lingtian had mistaken her for Yan Qing'er.
Zisang Ling reacted quickly and pulled Xie Lingtian's hand away, then hurriedly said: "Miss Mohaitang, the young master has had too much to drink. Please don't mind him. He just spent a lot of time with Miss Qing'er and it's not what you think..."
"Well, I understand," Mo Haitang nodded with a smile, handing the towel to Zisang Ling. She then stood up and said, "Lingtian, could you please take care of Linger for me? I'm going back to my room now."
Mo Haitang finished speaking and immediately left the place, seeming not to want anyone to see the bitterness in her heart.
"Alas..." Zisang Ling sighed, shaking her head helplessly, but soon she regained her unusually calm demeanor.
After making sure Xie Lingtian was settled in, she locked the door tightly and quietly made her way to Mo Yuan's main room by climbing through the window.