Dong'er Sees Through Yuhao's Old Feelings, and the Third Name's Phantom Is Created

Wang Dong'er did not question him on the spot.

She merely watched Huo Yuhao walk out of Ju Zi's tent. Dawn had just broken, and the Silver-Blue Barrier had not yet fully withdrawn. Huo Yuhao's cloak was fastened neatly, but Wang Dong'er knew him too well. She could tell that his lapels had been rearranged, that one spot on his cuff had been carefully smoothed by someone, and she could smell the faint trace of citrus lingering on him. The scent was so light that others might not have noticed it, but she did.

She could also tell that it was not the dishevelment left by a single kiss.

Ju Zi stood in the shadow of the tent entrance, her hairpin secured once more, her expression calm as though nothing had happened last night. Only the faintest redness at the corners of her eyes remained. No matter how well she hid it, it did not escape Wang Dong'er's notice. Wang Dong'er looked at her once, neither mocking nor questioning her, before turning her gaze to the Sun Moon Contingency Plan page in Huo Yuhao's palm, its edges scorched.

"Return to the camp first," she said.

Huo Yuhao's heart sank. He would rather Dong'er explode now, even curse him once, than face this calm that left him nowhere to hide. But Wang Dong'er had already turned away, not letting a single extra emotion show.

After returning to Shrek's temporary camp, Bei Bei led people to seal off the perimeter, Tang Ya spread out a copied Sun Moon military order, and He Caitou took the fragment of the contingency plan. Wang Dong'er did not sit beside Huo Yuhao. Instead, she stood before the map and arranged all the information Ju Zi had given them in chronological order: urgent orders, false samples, the