Mo Yunxuan slowly walked up behind Meng Qianxue, slipped his arms around her waist, and held her lower belly. He spoke softly by her ear:
"I was just thinking about when to transfer my Qianxue back to the Wei State Duke Mansion so we can marry! What is it? Qianxue, are you angry?"
Feeling his warm breath against her ear and his touch on her lower belly, Meng Qianxue's whole body quickly grew hot.
She stammered, "W-who's angry! I was just... just reminding you not to zone out! Right! Reminding you!"
Hearing the woman in his arms say something that made no sense, and feeling that she showed no sign of pulling away, Mo Yunxuan gently nipped her flushed little ear.
Feeling her body tremble slightly, Mo Yunxuan teased her again. "So, Qianxue wants to marry me as soon as possible too?"
Meng Qianxue felt as if something had come over her. Hearing Mo Yunxuan tease her again, she somehow found the strength to stomp on his foot.
Mo Yunxuan felt her give his foot a light stomp. He stopped teasing her and slowly loosened his arms, which were crossed over her lower belly.
Meng Qianxue seized the chance to wriggle out of his embrace, but the moment she did, her legs went weak.
She instinctively fell toward Mo Yunxuan. Looking at Meng Qianxue back in his arms, he said nothing more.
He simply held her shoulders quietly, breathing in the sweet fragrance of her hair.
When Meng Qianxue had gradually calmed down, she gently nudged his arm. Mo Yunxuan obligingly let go of her.
His voice a little hoarse, he said, "Qianxue, in a month, I'll send someone to replace you in the You Wei Guard. You and I can marry then. What do you say?"
"Mm."
Hearing him speak so plainly, the blush that had just faded returned to Meng Qianxue's cheeks. Tears welled in her eyes, and even her voice took on a hint of a sob.
Mo Yunxuan's heart brightened at Meng Qianxue's answer.
He gently held her slender, smooth hand and gazed at her bright eyes and pearly teeth, unable to help sighing:
What a wonderful person! I really want to stay by her side forever!
But then Mo Yunxuan suddenly thought of the Villain Protagonist and Child of Destiny he had encountered on his way to the Barracks today.
A shadow instantly fell over his heart. Whether it was the Villain Protagonist or the Destined Protagonist, anything connected to a protagonist was bound to become a huge headache.
Looks like strengthening the Elite Vanguard needs to start as soon as possible! Mo Yunxuan secretly resolved.
But he showed none of these thoughts on the surface. He didn't want Meng Qianxue to worry about him if she found out.
Mo Yunxuan gently rubbed her smooth hand, feeling as though he could never touch it enough.
Feeling a little embarrassed under his gaze, Meng Qianxue noticed him rubbing her hand over and over. She shot him a coy look and said irritably:
"All right, stop rubbing it. You're going to make it red."
Hearing Meng Qianxue's coy complaint, Mo Yunxuan didn't feel embarrassed at all.
A man might be shy before taking the first step, but once he had, his skin grew much thicker.
Mo Yunxuan was just like that now. He even started pushing his luck, drawing Meng Qianxue into his arms again.
He gently kissed her soft lips, savoring their warm sweetness.
At first, Meng Qianxue had pulled away, but little by little she began to respond to him.
It was a full three minutes before they finally parted. A fine, glistening thread stretched between them, then broke.
Feeling Mo Yunxuan's hands still itching to wander, Meng Qianxue abruptly snapped out of her daze and quickly held them down.
"Wait! I still have official business to attend to later! You're not really thinking of doing everything here, are you?"
Hearing Meng Qianxue's words, Mo Yunxuan calmed down too. Looking at the bloodstained tables and chairs around them and the pool of foul-smelling blood on the floor,
He also felt their first time shouldn't be so hasty. But Mo Yunxuan, who had just tasted a woman's sweetness, smacked his lips and sighed regretfully.
He said apologetically, "Sorry, Qianxue. It's been so long since I last saw you, and you're just too tempting. I couldn't help myself. Can you forgive me?"
Looking at Mo Yunxuan's shameless act, Meng Qianxue said helplessly, "All right! I forgive you. Let's hurry outside!"
As she spoke, she took Mo Yunxuan's hand and led him out. After all, they'd already kissed—how could she still feel embarrassed about holding his hand?
Looking at the hand she had taken, Mo Yunxuan smiled from the bottom of his heart. Following behind Meng Qianxue, he promised:
"Qianxue, one day I'll send an eight-carriage bridal procession to bring you home!"
Hearing his promise, Meng Qianxue couldn't help smiling happily too,
But in the blink of an eye, she reined in her smile, gave a light huff, and reminded him irritably:
"You'd better look after yourself. You still haven't settled on a commander for the Left Wei Guard."
"When the Imperial Court meets tomorrow, the Empress may well send someone to test you. You need to be careful."
Seeing the lovely woman's brows knit tighter the more she spoke, Mo Yunxuan stopped Meng Qianxue as she walked ahead.
His tone was calm and firm. "Don't worry. What belongs to us will be ours, even if the Empress really does manage to plant someone among us."
"A month from now, we can make that person 'die of an unexpected illness' too, can't we?"
After smoothing the furrow from her brow, he gently pinched her soft cheek. So smooth!
Meng Qianxue had felt a little reassured by Mo Yunxuan's words, but then she felt him pinch her cheek and saw the corner of his mouth curl up slightly.
She thought angrily: Why can't he ever keep his hands to himself? He's definitely going to be a womanizer! Hmph!
Thinking this, Meng Qianxue shoved him away and said crossly, "As long as you're sure of yourself!"
Then, without looking back or even saying goodbye, she mounted her warhorse and left the Barracks with her personal guards.
Mo Yunxuan stood there in a daze, watching the graceful figure on horseback. He couldn't understand why Meng Qianxue had suddenly gotten angry.
In the end, he still couldn't figure it out, so he decided to give up thinking about it.
The question was too profound for him. It would be easier to just ask her later.
Coming back to his senses, Mo Yunxuan climbed into the carriage that had already stopped in front of him. Leaning against the seat, he called into the empty space, "Gao Lan."
"Your subordinate is here."
As soon as the words left Mo Yunxuan's mouth, Gao Lan's voice sounded beside his ear.
Mo Yunxuan wasn't surprised at all. He knew that although his Imperial Guards wouldn't deliberately investigate what was happening inside the carriage,
They would immediately notice the slightest disturbance, let alone if he called for them directly.
"Gao Lan, I need large numbers of Fierce Beasts from different species, at least two hundred of each."
"I'll leave this to you and Qiao Heng. You two will direct all the Imperial Guards. Whether you buy them or catch them, all expenses will come from the mansion's treasury."
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