Star Farming, the eldest lady relies on alchemy to counterattack

Chapter 374 The Eleventh Young Master
Hearing Yue Qingtian's question, Lin Yuzhi felt a little guilty. She hadn't expected that Yue Qingtian, who was not on the Central Star and was stationed there for a long time, would know about this in such a short time. In fact, Yue Qingtian not only knew that Yu Mingche was also Ning Xuan's contractor, but he also vaguely learned that among Ning Xuan's contractors, there seemed to be someone with a higher status than Yu Mingche.

“Yes, Yu Mingche doesn’t have any elders in his family. If he did, they would definitely worry about him. As a mother, I worry about my child’s lifelong happiness. Commander Yue, you can understand, right?” Lin Yuzhi quickly said.

"Yes, yes, I understand. But I already asked at the celebration banquet, and Miss Ning didn't give a clear answer, so I can't ask any further questions," Yue Qingtian said with a smile.

“Of course, Commander Yue doesn’t need to go out to handle the rest. I have another favor to ask. Could you please grant Lin Mo more vacation days in the next few years?” Lin Yuzhi asked.

"Dean Lin, don't worry. With Lin Mo's current level, he only needs to appear when there's an emergency at the base. He doesn't need to stay there at other times. One reason is that our base is in a good location and the outside environment is relatively safe. Another reason is that Lin Mo's level allows him to use the small spatial teleportation array twice a year. In case of an emergency, he can use the teleportation array to quickly reach the base," Yue Qingtian said immediately.

"Oh, that's great! If that's the case, Lin Mo can spend more time with Ning Xuan." Lin Yuzhi seemed very happy.

After Lin Yuzhi left, someone came out from behind the screen. "Uncle Yue, when can you introduce me to Ning Xuan?" a young man wearing a light purple stand-up collar trench coat asked Yue Qingtian.

The boy who emerged from behind the screen was tall and slender, about eighteen or nineteen years old. He had straight shoulders and back, long legs, and a strong, slender waist. Just looking at his figure, one could see a kind of bamboo-like resilience.

He raised his hands in a fist salute, his wrist peeking out from his sleeve, revealing a scar on his slender, fair left wrist.

The boy's eyes were phoenix eyes with slightly upturned corners, the pupils as black as if they had been quenched in a cold pool, yet when his eyes moved, they shone with an amber light, giving his originally cool features a mysterious and intriguing sense of aloofness.

At first glance, this young man is not strikingly handsome, but he has a unique temperament. However, he is the kind of person who becomes more and more attractive the more you look at him. He is very eye-catching. His features are delicate, his eyebrows are clear and his jawline is clean and sharp. He exudes a restrained and scholarly air.

He stood at the boundary between light and shadow, his slender fingers seemingly twisting something, his knuckles distinct and his bone structure exquisitely beautiful.

"Young Master Eleven, don't worry. Since I promised the Speaker, I will definitely do it."

“Ning Xuan just successfully treated Lin Mo, which must have taken a toll on her. She definitely needs to rest these next few days, so now is not a good time to introduce you,” Yue Qingtian said with a smile.

Upon hearing Yue Qingtian's words, the Eleventh Young Master pursed his lips slightly, his eyelashes lowered, casting a faint shadow beneath his eyes, making him appear calm and restrained. Yet, in his phoenix eyes, with their slightly upturned corners, a barely perceptible anxiety was faintly revealed.

“Uncle Yue,” his voice was clear and cold, yet carried the purity unique to a young man, “I can wait, but I’m afraid that if it drags on too long, it will be difficult to explain to Grandpa. Grandpa has already inquired several times.” He paused, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly, as if swallowing back what he wanted to say. Yue Qingtian looked at him and sighed inwardly. He owed the Mo family a favor when he was young, and now it was time to repay it. After learning that Ning Xuan had chosen to serve in the Second Legion, Chairman Mo sent someone to speak to him, asking him to assist the Mo family’s young master in introducing him to Ning Xuan, preferably placing him directly by Ning Xuan’s side, whether as a servant or in some other capacity.

“We arranged for you to dance at the last celebration banquet, but unfortunately, Ning Xuan didn’t notice you at all. When Ning Xuan came to the base, she brought her own servants with her, so we couldn’t interfere in that regard,” Yue Qingtian said with a troubled expression.

In fact, Ning Xuan did not appear at the base for the first half of the year. At that time, Ning Xuan at the base was just a substitute puppet. He did not realize this at first. When he wanted to place someone next to Ning Xuan, he realized this and wanted to hold Ning Xuan accountable. The military issued an encrypted document, which stated that Ning Xuan was currently carrying out a secret mission directly issued by the Military Commission, and that Yue Qingtian should not expose that Ning Xuan was not currently at the base.

Speaking of which, Young Master Mo Shiyi has been at the base for more than half a year, while Ning Xuan has only been there for a few days.

In the past few days, Yue Qingtian has tried every means to send the Eleventh Prince to Ning Xuan's side. In public, under the guise of a victory celebration banquet, he arranged for the Eleventh Prince to perform an ancient-style sword dance.

That day, the Eleventh Prince, dressed in a moon-white, wide-sleeved robe, held a soft sword that gleamed with silver light and danced gracefully in the center of the banquet hall. His figure was tall and slender, and every turn and turn was as elegant as flowing clouds and water. The sound of the sword cutting through the air and the arc of his fluttering sleeves complemented each other perfectly, drawing cheers from the crowd.

He was completely engrossed in watching the show, but Ning Xuan didn't even notice the Eleventh Prince amidst all the excitement.

In the past few days, Yue Qingtian had been making careful plans in private. Ning Xuan often went to Baicaotang, where the base stored medicines, so Yue Qingtian arranged for the Eleventh Young Master to work there. He had visited the place the other day and saw the young man sitting quietly in the spacious and bright hall, carefully inspecting each herb. It was a pleasing sight to behold.

However, Ning Xuan went to Baicaotang every day, yet she never noticed the Eleventh Young Master.

Yesterday, Yue Qingtian arranged for the Eleventh Young Master to play the zither in the garden again. The young man sat in the pavilion with a zither in his arms, his fingertips plucking the strings, and clear, melodious music flowed out like water. Ning Xuan clearly passed by this place and even stopped to listen. Judging from Ning Xuan's expression at the time, she was quite satisfied with the music, but she only listened for a moment and then left. She didn't seem to care to find out who was playing the zither, or rather, she didn't want to know.

Yue Qingtian believed he had used all his skills, but he still couldn't accomplish what Mo Changsheng had asked him to do.

Is the only option to force it on her in person? But he has no relationship with Ning Xuan, so what excuse can he use to give her someone?
If all else fails, they have no choice but to bite the bullet and send the Eleventh Prince to Ning Xuan's side as a servant assigned by the base.

As for whether Ning Xuan wanted it or not, he wouldn't concern himself with that for now.