As Mu Shaoyi watched the man walk away, she swallowed hard. "You Ran... why did you make this request? This is simply... no, no..."

The girl turned to stare at Dou Shiliu with shock in her eyes: "You don't actually want to be the warlord's woman, do you?!"

Dou Shiliu: "..."

His eyes turned cold: "Am I that shallow?"

Then Mu Shaoyi nodded her head hesitantly.

It seems the host left a particularly bad impression on Mu Shaoyi.

Dou Shiliu sneered and pinched her arm without hesitation.

"Oh"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

"It's good that you know it hurts," Dou Shiliu released her. "If it weren't for you, there wouldn't be so much trouble."

Mu Shaoyi pouted: "You Ran, don't be angry~"

Twisting her little body, she kept coaxing Dou Shiliu.

Seeing that the woman had not yet come out, Qiao Changqing frowned and asked the butler to call them out.

Dou Shiliu and the others then left the living room, or rather, the hall.

I thought you were scared.

Qiao Changqing had already taken off his coat, and two buttons on his shirt were undone, making him look extremely sinister.

When Mu Shaoyi saw his exposed chest, her face flushed slightly. In her hometown, every boy dressed conservatively.

Where can you find such a charming and mature man...

Dou Shiliu covered her eyes expressionlessly, "Turn around and look at the scenery."

Mu Shaoyi gave an "oh" and then turned her head away, no longer watching their duel.

Mu Shaoyi's eyes were drawn to the scenery of General Qiao's mansion, and she was surprisingly captivated.

There were many novel things here that she had never seen before, and there was even flowing water on the artificial hill...

At this moment, Mu Shaoyi felt like a country bumpkin.

"alright"

A gentle voice came from behind. Mu Shaoyi's eyes widened slightly, and she turned around in confusion, asking, "Is it over? How could it be so fast?"

My gaze fell on Qiao Changqing, who was sitting calmly on the stone bench. I noticed that apart from his slightly messy hair, he hadn't changed much.

"Finished?"

Dou Shiliu nodded and asked slowly, "Are we finished, Commander Qiao?"

Qiao Changqing: "..."

He forced a smile, but Mu Shaoyi couldn't tell that he was stiff.

"Hmm, I suddenly remembered I have something to do. Butler, come and pat me on the back."

The butler moved with lightning speed, his eyes and ears alert; he could tell the commander was clearly not doing well.

When he walked up to Qiao Changqing, his face froze, and then he broke out in a cold sweat.

"General..."

Shh... Let's go, don't make a scene here.

Qiao Changqing quickly interrupted him, telling him to take him away immediately.

Mu Shaoyi watched them leave with curiosity, while Dou Shiliu called out to her.

We're leaving.

They've won over Qiao Changqing, so they should find a place to settle down permanently.

Just after leaving the Marshal's Mansion, Dou Shiliu ran into a man named Miao.

"Young lady?" The woman was surprised for a moment, then smiled. "Hello, what a coincidence! I didn't know I'd run into you here."

It is Manro

"Auntie?"

Manluo was slightly taken aback, realizing what the girl meant. She shook her head, her expression somewhat indifferent: "No."

"Oh, goodbye, I need to go find a place to rent."

Manluo saw a young girl who was exceptionally beautiful, and her eyes flickered slightly. "Was she forced to come by my brother?"

That's strange... they came out safe and sound.

"Oh," Dou Shiliu narrowed her eyes. "So this Qiao Changqing is her brother."

She said slowly, "Yes, and it was when I was feeling particularly unwell that she went to get me water, and then your brother pulled her onto a horse right there on the street."

She paused, then looked at her mouth again: "My feet are all scraped and blistered..."