"Luo Chengguan, what are you going to do?" Jiang Muyu subconsciously wrapped the quilt tightly.

Luo Chengguan squinted his eyes and looked at her, then moved a little closer, until the tip of his nose touched hers.

Jiang Muyu smelled a distinct smell of alcohol and guessed that he was probably drunk. She huddled down and buried most of her head in the quilt, leaving only a pair of big round eyes exposed, looking at him innocently.

She said timidly, "Brother, can we be more rational? If you are drunk, just go back and sleep peacefully. Don't come and harass a decent woman, especially a married woman with two children."

"I don't care about that." He tried to pull the quilt down, but failed.

She held on too tightly.

Luo Chengguan pouted in dissatisfaction, looking a little childish: "Why are you hiding? I won't force you if you don't want to."

Jiang Muyu didn't believe what a drunkard said. She still held the quilt tightly, but she agreed with him: "Of course I believe in you. I just feel a little cold at night."

"I'm drunk, not demented. You weren't so strict just now. You were on guard against me the moment I came."

He sat on the edge of the bed with his head lowered. It seemed as if an invisible dark cloud was raining above his head.

Jiang Muyu felt that if he had beast ears, they would be drooping at this moment.

Suddenly, she felt a little sorry for him. She stretched out a hand from under the quilt, pulled his sleeve, and said to him in a soothing voice, "Don't be sad. I'm not just on guard against you. I've seen other men have the same attitude towards you."

This... Luo Chengguan said he felt comforted.

He snorted and asked, "What if the person who came in was Liang Qingchen?"

Of course my husband came over to kiss, hug and lift her up high.

That’s what she thought in her heart.

But I could only say: "It should be about the same. I just woke up and my mind is not very clear."

Luo Chengguan's mood finally eased a little, and the clouds above his head changed from showers to overcast.

Jiang Muyu helplessly held his forehead. If he guessed correctly, this person should be in his twenties now. Why is his emotional state so superficial?

etc……

She frowned and suddenly asked, "Luo Chengguan, how old are you now?"

"Twenty-five, what's wrong?"

"You are still single at the age of 25?"

Luo Chengguan was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "What is a single dog?"

"Uh... it means you are not married yet."

Luo Chengguan nodded.

Her eyes immediately turned into sympathy: "Many men get married before they reach adulthood, why are you still single at your age?"

He suddenly looked at Jiang Muyu and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Why do you say that?"

She felt a little guilty for some reason and blinked: "I...how should I know..."

"I said I was waiting for you, do you believe me?"

"Wait for me?" Jiang Muyu was confused: "Didn't you say you fell in love with me at first sight? When I met you in Suicheng before, you were no longer young."

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Finally, he sighed helplessly: "Forget it, I'm tired."

Having said this, he began to undress.

Jiang Muyu's eyes widened and he asked in horror, "What are you doing?"

"Bedtime, of course," he said as a matter of course.

"What?!" Jiang Muyu wanted to hide away and yelled, "I am a married woman! What you are doing is really against the rules, brother. Didn't you just say you wouldn't force me? Can we talk it over?"

Luo Chengguan rolled his eyes and said, "I'm not going to do anything to you, why are you so excited? I'll just lie here and I won't touch you."

"That won't do! If it gets out, will my reputation be ruined?"

"You've been in the enemy camp for so many days that you no longer have a good reputation."

"Ah hey! Before, I could still say that I was captured and refused to surrender, but now that we are sleeping in the same bed, I can't clear myself even if I jump into the Yellow River."

Luo Chengguan seemed not to hear her roar. He took off his shoes and socks, lay down with his back to her.

The next second, he was kicked down by Jiang Muyu.

She was furious. Luo Chengguan was completely unprepared and rolled onto the bed, knocking over a lot of things. He didn't stop until he hit the table, and was hit on the head by a falling teacup.

He just groaned and then fell silent.

Jiang Muyu sat on the bed and looked at him. She thought he was pretending to be dead, but after a while, she didn't see him move, so she began to worry.

She is now in the enemy camp but can live safely all thanks to Luo Chengguan's protection. If anything happens to him, she is afraid that even if she has nine lives, she will not be able to pay it back.

Jiang Muyu quickly got out of bed to check on him.

He had his back to her, so she turned him over and saw that his eyes were tightly closed, there was a bump on his forehead, and there were some scratches on his face. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.

She reached out with trembling hands to check his breath and heaved a sigh of relief when she found that he was still breathing.

"Fortunately, I just fainted..."

Jiang Muyu took some effort to lift the man onto the bed, pulled the quilt over him, put on his own clothes and walked out of the tent.

The saying "enemies often meet on a narrow road" was fully demonstrated when she ran into Li Menglan as soon as she came out.

The other party saw her and smiled sarcastically: "You are so unrestrained and flirting with other men outside. What do you think would happen if your husband knew about it?"

Jiang Muyu raised an eyebrow: "How do you know that I was the one who hooked up with the stranger, and not the stranger who made the first move?"

"Ha! You are so arrogant! Why would my elder brother take the initiative to seduce a married woman like you?"

"You'll need to ask him in person. Remember to come back and tell me when the time comes, because I really want to know."

"You..." Li Menglan stared at her, not knowing how to continue the argument for a moment.

She had always practiced martial arts and read military books. She had no knowledge of culture and scriptures, so naturally she did not have an eloquent voice.

Jiang Muyu had no interest in this kind of drama of jealousy among little girls, not to mention that the other party was not on the same level as her.

She walked straight past Li Menglan.

Without a tent and a bed, she could only accompany the soldiers on night watch.

Li Menglan watched her walk to the campfire, sit on the ground, and start chatting with the soldiers around her, as if she was at home.

She had bribed the maid who served Jiang Muyu a few days ago. Just now, the maid told her that Luo Chengguan had entered Jiang Muyu's tent, so she hurried over.

Who knew that she would come face to face with Jiang Muyu right after arriving, and the other party didn't take her seriously at all.

Jiang Muyu just left her elder brother alone in the tent, while she ran out to chat with the night watch soldiers.

The things that I valued so much were like worn-out shoes in her eyes.

Li Menglan felt insulted.