"I suddenly feel a little sleepy again, so I won't disturb you any longer," he said, and then turned to leave.

Mu Jin turned to look at Su Yuntian and asked, "Where is Prince Yun? Is there anything else?"

Su Yuntian glanced at Mu Jin, then lifted the tent flap and walked into the tent.

"I will share a tent with you tonight."

"What?" Mu Jin thought she had misheard. When had Su Yuntian ever been so shameless?

"Su Yuntian, how many times do I have to tell you before you understand? Once the plague is resolved, I, Mu Jin, have nothing more to do with you. If there's nothing else, please leave. I need to rest."

Mu Jin pointed in the direction of the tent curtain, her intention to shoo people away was obvious.

"Can't I come to see you if there's nothing wrong?" Su Yuntian said coldly. He looked at Mu Jin's disgusted expression, as if she couldn't bear to say another word to him.

Su Yuntian grabbed Mu Jin's wrist, which was pointing towards the curtain, and pulled her into his arms with a sudden force.

Mu Jin immediately struggled, but Su Yuntian's hand gripped her waist tightly. He said in a flirtatious tone, "What, you're my princess consort? Can't I hold you? Can't I sleep with you?"

Mu Jin tried to hit Su Yuntian, but he grabbed her wrist first. "Let go!"

Mu Jin struggled violently, and the friction between their bodies during the struggle made Su Yuntian even more unbearable. He hugged Mu Jin and leaned down to press her onto the bed.

Their breaths instantly mingled together in the air.

Mu Jin repelled Su Yuntian's scent and couldn't help but turn her head and frown.

Mu Jin's face was filled with undisguised anger as she struggled incessantly, but Su Yuntian held her down firmly with his legs. Moreover, in terms of strength, the man was superior to the woman.

Looking at Mu Jin, who was panting heavily from his actions, Su Yuntian said in a hoarse voice, "Mu Jin, let's start over."