As Mulan tried to break free from Mo Li, Mo Li panicked and pinned her down. If the two of them arrived, how could they continue their time together?

"Silly girl, why are you going to find them?" Mo Li looked down at Hua Mulan and smiled wickedly.

"Mo Li... what do you want to do?" Hua Mulan's face immediately turned red with embarrassment.

Mo Li bent down and kissed Hua Mulan until she almost suffocated.

"Hoo hoo hoo... Mo Li, don't do this..." Hua Mulan was too shy to look at Mo Li.

Mo Li looked at Hua Mulan with a pang of heartache and couldn't help but say, "Do you know, Mulan, we missed each other so many times in our past lives. One missed opportunity is for a lifetime. I can only look at your grave and ask myself again and again, how can I live without you..."

Mo Li stroked Hua Mulan's face and said, "I have once again endured the pain of separation from loved ones, and finally understand that being able to be together and accompany each other is a blessing..."

"Therefore, in this life, I don't want to miss out again..."

Hua Mulan almost succumbed to Mo Li's burning gaze. She gritted her teeth and said firmly, "Defeat the barbarian army, and I will be yours! Xiao Li, let's defeat them first."

Looking into Mulan's determined eyes, Mo Li sighed and nodded with some disappointment, "Alright, I respect your choice."

Seeing Mo Li's disappointed expression, Hua Mulan felt a pang of regret. "Yes, I'm sorry, Xiao Li, I..."

Mo Li shook her head and smiled slightly, "Silly girl, it's okay. I understand your feelings. As long as you have me in your heart, I won't force you."

Mulan's eyes were slightly red. She didn't know why she couldn't let go of that obsession in her heart; her obsession with changing the world's perception was growing stronger and stronger.

Mo Li stepped out of the room to breathe in the fresh air, and many people in the military camp noticed him.

"Isn't that person a living dead who's been in a coma and hasn't woken up?"

"What a miracle! How did you wake up today?"

"I guess it must have been the hero and the Flower Goddess who blessed him and healed him!"

Hua Mulan activated her divine sense and heard their conversation from afar. She couldn't help but chuckle and looked at Mo Li, who had a blank expression, "They all thought you were dead. They were terrified when you woke up."

Mo Li scratched his head and said with a wry smile, "I've just fallen into a deep sleep, why don't you guys help me explain?"

"It's no use saying anything; they're just guessing." Mulan said with a smile. She was extremely happy today; opening up her divine sense made her feel like she had discovered a whole new world.

Just then, a figure hurried past them.

Mo Li looked at the figure from behind and felt a little strange. The sky was so dark, yet the person was wearing a black robe to cover their face. What was even stranger was that the delicate figure was clearly that of a woman!

Besides Mulan, the hidden girl, when were there any other women in the military camp?

I stared at him subconsciously for a long time until his figure disappeared.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to be such a romantic! You can't even walk past a pretty girl!" Hua Mulan pouted when she saw Mo Li's infatuated look and said sourly.

Mo Li snapped out of her daze and smiled awkwardly, "No, Mulan, didn't you think that person's back looked familiar?"

"Are you stupid? Anyone can tell this is a girl!" Mulan said, pouting.

"Oh? What does she do?"

"She frequently enters and leaves General Wang's tent without anyone questioning her. What do you think she does? She must be either a lover or a mistress!" Mulan rolled her eyes, feeling a sense of disgust.

Mo Li almost burst out laughing when he saw Hua Mulan's expression. This girl was actually jealous of a woman whose identity was unknown! But, to Mo Li, was the identity of that unknown woman truly unknown—?

Hua Yue took off her black robe and removed her veil, sitting angrily in a chair. "Damn blockhead! He wouldn't listen to me! I'm so angry!"

The maid Xiaoyue stepped forward and asked, "Miss, is General Wang still unwilling to agree to your request?"

"Hmph, that blockhead, he's just like a rock in the toilet, stinky and hard!" Hua Yue said angrily. "Not only does he not want to marry me, but he also doesn't want me to be the top courtesan! I've tried to discuss it with him time and time again, but he's never come to me even once!"

As she spoke, Huayue's eyes welled up with tears of grievance.

“Miss and General Wang are childhood sweethearts and even have a marriage contract. You both know each other well. I think General Wang must be jealous of seeing you frequently at romantic places, so he gave you a hard time,” Xiaoyue said after thinking for a moment.

Hua Yue was at a loss. "Xiao Yue, what do you suggest we do? I love dancing, and you've seen how beautiful the Flower Goddess's dance is. Tell me, if I really get married, I'll really have to leave the brothel stage!"

Xiaoyue comforted her, "Miss, don't worry. Since the general is jealous, it means he loves you. Tomorrow is the day of the sacrificial ceremony. Why don't you play hard to get in front of General Wang then?"

Hua Yue's eyes lit up, as if she had an idea.

As night fell, Wang Qiankun's tent was filled with the strong smell of medicinal soup.

Looking at Wang Qiankun's injuries, Mo Chen said, "I didn't expect the poison to be so strong. It seems we need to collect some antidotes."

Wang Qiankun's face was pale, and his strong muscles were covered with countless faint scars. The only obvious scars now were the three black marks on his chest that looked like claw marks.

"It was my carelessness..." Wang Qiankun drank the medicine, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have let you go deep into the enemy camp. I didn't expect that there would be monsters helping them..." Mo Chen said apologetically, clenching his fists.

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