Mo Yunhan felt that chilling aura seeping into his skin.
Before he could take any action.
The two little paper figures seemed to be greatly frightened, tumbling and scrambling out of his collar and rushing into the sky.
The next moment, he was slapped down and pinned to the ground by Little Red's paw.
Xiao Hong tilted her head and stared at Mo Yunhan.
They were clearly puzzled as to how he had just done it.
Mo Yunhan looked at Jiang Qingwan in surprise.
"This is the rat you were talking about?"
Jiang Qingwan didn't explain, but pointed her small hand in the direction of Xiao Hong.
"Alright, put it back."
Little Red reluctantly pried at the paws a couple of times before letting go.
The two little paper figures, now free, immediately darted away.
At the same time, a dark shadow flashed by.
It was the thirteenth of the night.
Jiang Qingwan did not see it.
After this ordeal, the paper figure will definitely not come back.
However, she wasn't sure if the little mouse would do anything else.
She stood up from the rattan chair and walked into the bedroom.
"Xiao Hong, stay outside."
Little Red raised its head at Mo Yunhan, jumped onto the rattan chair, pricked up its ears, and looked around with an air of majesty.
There's a sense of smugness in them, as if to say, "You're no good; only I will be valued."
Mo Yunhan also stood up and patted its head.
"Be good and stay here. I'm going to bed with my wife."
The guards standing watch on the tree branches in the distance stumbled and almost fell headfirst.
His cold-faced, god-like prince was actually vying for favor with a fox.
As the Seventh Commander had said, from now on, the Princess Consort will be the most important person in the Prince's mansion.
Just moments ago, Little Red was all majestic, but now the expression on its fox face was cracked, making it look particularly ridiculous.
Jiang Qingwan, who was about to close the door, was stunned when she saw Mo Yunhan following her in.
Suddenly remembering that this wasn't his own bedroom in the backyard, he let go of her hand, stretched, and walked calmly to the bed.
He casually explained why she moved in.
“The feng shui of the backyard has been disturbed. It will be safer for me to live with you. From today onwards, you will sleep on the floor.”
She sat on the edge of the bed and pointed to the bedding that Lian'er had neatly arranged.
One set is an expensive silk cloud-patterned cotton quilt with light blue embroidery. The other set is a royal-exclusive light gray brocade quilt embroidered with dragons and pythons with five claws, but the texture is a bit stiffer than the quilt.
Mo Yunhan glanced at it, then turned and sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Since we are not yet married, we naturally cannot share a room."
Jiang Qingwan subconsciously raised herself and moved to the side, but the next moment the man grabbed her and pulled her into his arms.
What are you afraid of?
"Who's afraid!"
Jiang Qingwan's pretense was exposed, and she glared at him angrily.
Like a cat with its fur standing on end.
Mo Yunhan leaned in and pressed down on him with a smile.
"Aren't you afraid?"
Hot breath brushed against my cheek.
The two people's bodies were almost touching.
Jiang Qingwan stubbornly tried to retort, but her sensitive earlobe was suddenly pinched gently by Mo Yunhan's slender fingers.
The force wasn't strong; there was a slight pain, but mostly an uncontrollable tingling sensation.
"Um!"
Jiang Qingwan couldn't help but let out a groan.
Upon hearing this, she froze on the spot, and after a moment, she scrambled off the man and crawled into the blankets.
Suddenly, his arms were empty.
Mo Yunhan's heart pounded wildly, and he suddenly lowered his head and chuckled softly.
His chest heaved, his voice low, husky, and alluring.
Jiang Qingwan jumped up and kicked him in embarrassment.
"If you laugh again, go outside and sleep."
Mo Yunhan didn't dodge, and was kicked solidly in the waist by her. With a large hand, he grabbed her ankle.
"She hasn't taken off her embroidered shoes yet."
"It's none of your business!"
Although she was annoyed, she still obediently let the man take off his shoes and place them by the bed.
Jiang Qingwan thought that Mo Yunhan would refuse and go to bed with her.
Unexpectedly, he actually obediently took the bedding and spread it on the floor next to the bed, then leaned over and lay down on it.
Jiang Qingwan turned her head to look at him.
Inside the room, only one nightlight was lit near the screen.
The light was not bright, which made the moonlight appear even whiter, casting a faint shadow on the man's profile.
Is the ground...cold?
Mo Yunhan turned to face her, but his eyes were closed.
"You mustn't be soft-hearted and pity me, otherwise I'll easily take advantage of you, and you'll be the one crying then."
Jiang Qingwan's last trace of guilt vanished.
He turned his back, hummed softly, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Hearing her even breathing, Mo Yunhan slowly opened his eyes, quietly got up and walked to the window.
Ye Shisan's voice rang out from outside the window.
"The paper figure has gone to Fengya Pavilion, shall we take action?"
After pondering for a moment, Mo Yunhan said, "No rush. Pretend we don't know anything about this. Instruct all the members of the Dark Guard to make protecting the Princess their top priority, no matter when or where."
"yes!"
The third day after returning to Beijing.
The morning court session lasted for a full two hours, and the noise was so loud that the roof of Zhaoyang Palace was almost blown off.
One message after another sprouted up like mushrooms after rain.
"The remnants of the Sui Dynasty infiltrated the Ministry of War, attempting to undermine the military and political power of the Great Zhou from within. Fortunately, the Ninth Prince was wise enough to uncover the mastermind and restore peace to the capital."
"General Qin Minglang risked his life, feigning defection to the enemy, and cooperated with the Ninth Prince to annihilate the traitors in Qingfeng Village. He also pretended to be captured, endured humiliation and hardship, and led the traitors hiding in the capital to be wiped out in one fell swoop."
"Thirty-three traitors will be beheaded tomorrow at Caishikou, with General Qin Minglang overseeing the execution, to demonstrate the might of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
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