Chu Changning felt flustered under his gaze. She coughed lightly, lowered her head, and slowly stirred the soup in the golden bowl.
"The King of Qi has surrendered to Your Majesty for some reason, but his troops occupy the entire Taiyuan. If the King of Qi is not killed, my husband cannot go south."
Yan Beimo listened to her quietly, without interrupting at all.
Chu Changning finally realized something was wrong and looked up at him.
The two locked eyes.
He glanced at her protruding belly, his thin lips moving slightly, "You want to go to war with a big belly?"
"---"
Chu Changning subconsciously looked down at his lower abdomen, a strange sense of irritation washing over him.
She gripped the golden cup in her hand tightly, her brows furrowing.
Yan Beimo noticed her expression, and his eyes darkened slightly.
An indescribable atmosphere filled the air.
Suddenly, with a whoosh, a token engraved with dragon patterns was thrown at her.
Chu Changning stared at the dragon talisman before her, slightly startled, and unconsciously looked towards it.
Yan Beimo raised an eyebrow, "Don't you want it anymore?"
"---"
"Is this a dragon talisman?"
She picked it up suspiciously, her slender fingers gently tracing the patterns carved on the dragon's body.
"With just that, you can't mobilize the wolf army, can you?"
According to rumors, the Wolf Army is not under the control of aristocratic families or the imperial power; it is a private army. Only Yan Beimo can mobilize the Wolf Army. So how can someone else with a Dragon Talisman Token mobilize the Wolf Army?
Yan Bei glanced at her and said, "I'll take you to see the generals of Libei in a couple of days."
Chu Changning paused slightly upon hearing his words.
Does this mean he's agreed?
She looked up and tentatively asked, "Then I'll go and stop Prince Qi for my husband. Is my husband going to the capital?"
Yan Beimo didn't say anything. He got up, walked directly behind her, and picked her up in his arms.
Chu Changning instinctively resisted, but didn't dare to move.
He lowered his eyes and spoke softly.
"If you want to play, I'll let you play. As for the rest, you just need to behave yourself."
"---"
He was warning her, asking if he had already discovered her feelings for him.
Chu Changning's heart skipped a beat, and a faint dark light flashed in his lowered eyelids.
Outside the military tent, the north wind howled, dark clouds pressed against the gloomy sky, and vultures circled overhead, emitting sharp, piercing cries.
Yan Beimo carried the person out and walked straight towards the main tent.
The military camp was surrounded by patrolling soldiers.
Chu Changning was a little embarrassed and looked up, "Put me down, I can walk by myself."
He ignored her.
Chu Changning knew he had a stubborn temper, so she buried her face in his chest and whispered.
"Aren't you ashamed?"
"If you yell again, I'll throw you on the ground."
"----"
After the two returned to the main tent, Chu Changning went to the back to wash up.
Yan Beimo took a musket from the shelf behind him and grabbed her hand.
"Let me take you to try it."
Chu Changning immediately recalled the day he was scared by him with a musket and secretly rolled her eyes.
"Is this for me?"
"Um."
The two went to the shooting range.
The shooting range is very large, built at the foot of the deer platform, and is guarded by dedicated personnel.
Chu Changning narrowed his eyes and looked around. He saw several watchtowers and arrow towers, and there were many people in the area who bowed to them.
Yan Beimo led her inside and stopped in a wide open space.
He shoved the musket into her hand.
"Go."
Chu Changning held the musket, feeling it wasn't quite right for her; it didn't feel as natural as a sniper rifle. She couldn't help but toss it around and play with it.
Yan Beimo glanced at her movements, a handsome smile curving his lips.
Chu Changning noticed his gaze, her hand froze, and she turned her head away.
"I'm not very good at using it."
He glanced sideways and gave a wicked smile. "Is that so?"
Chu Changning, "---"
She coughed lightly and awkwardly raised the musket.
"Then I will teach you."
After saying that, he walked behind her, reached out and hugged her waist, and coaxed her in a soft and sweet tone.
Chu Changning cursed inwardly, "This scoundrel, using the hole to block herself, who are you trying to fool?"
"Open this square slot and put the bullet in."
"You crazy bastard! This is a place to put gunpowder! You lied to her again, trying to blow her up!"
Chu Changning didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so she twisted her waist.
"You didn't do it this way last time, did you?"
Yan Bei Mo had clear eyes and red lips. He looked at her and smiled gently.
"You're quite observant."
"---"
Chu Changning looked away, pretending to be unfamiliar with the game, loaded the gun, aimed at the bullseye, and fired a series of random shots.
Yan Beimo raised an eyebrow and said in a threatening tone, "It seems that Madam can't learn it. Never mind, let's go."
Chu Changning was startled and subconsciously tightened his grip.
This bronze musket has a long range and great power, making it much more useful than the dagger she secretly took. It's for her life; she can't give it back to him.
"I just learned it, but I'll get the hang of it soon."
She retorted seriously, and her movements became more precise.
Yan Beimo glanced at her sideways.
Under the moonlight, her eyebrows and eyes resembled a vermilion painting painted with rich ink in the night, and her willow-leaf eyes, like the clear moon and snowy clouds, were hazy with water, yet faintly revealed a firmness.
He looked closely, as if trying to see through her skin to understand her soul.
Chu Changning noticed this, raised an eyebrow, suddenly turned around, pointed the musket in his hand at his heart, and laughed.
"My lord, snap out of it! A moment of carelessness could cost you your life."
Yan Beimo lowered his eyes, glanced at the musket pressed against his chest, and raised an eyebrow slightly.
Seeing his expression, Chu Changning awkwardly let go.
Suddenly, he leaned down and moved closer to her.
The distance between the two instantly became very small.
She was forced to lean against the red pillar behind her, and he enveloped her in black mist.
If you ignore the deadly weapon between them, under the moonlight, the scene looks so affectionate.
"Just kidding, don't be angry."
Chu Changning was pinned down by him, his hand holding the musket slightly bent, and a pain came from his wrist.
She loosened her grip, intending to run to the side.
Yan Beimo saw through her intentions and grabbed her waist, pulling her into a hug.
Chu Changning hurriedly said, "Let go first. If this musket accidentally goes off, it could kill three lives."
As soon as she finished speaking, he suddenly snatched the musket and pressed it against her forehead, then leaned down and bit her lips.
The dark opening led to her head, and Chu Changning's body tensed instantly, afraid to move.
Yan Beimo didn't look at her, but kissed her red lips and kneaded her through her clothes.
Suddenly, Princess Pingyang's words flashed through Chu Changning's mind, making him feel uneasy. He was no longer afraid of the musket on his head and pushed him away with all his might.
"Get up--Get out of here---"
The broken, sobbing curses annoyed him.
Yan Beimo's eyes were bloodshot. He moved the hand holding the musket down to her chest, his voice hoarse with threat.
"If you cause any more trouble, I'll shoot you."
Chu Changning wasn't afraid; she turned her head away and pushed him away with a look of disgust.
"I told you long ago, my lord, that I will not accept sharing the same person with another person—"
Before he could finish speaking, he interrupted him.
"I haven't touched anyone else."
Um?
Yan Beimo looked at her with a blank expression and a cold face.
"Do you think I'm so desperate that I'd touch just anyone?"
He inadvertently revealed a hint of arrogance as he spoke.
Seeing that she didn't speak, he reached out and pinched her cheek.
"Are you stupid? I sleep with you every night, how could I have time for someone else?"
This doesn't necessarily have to happen at night.
The thought had barely crossed Chu Changning's mind when he pressed the musket in his hand against her chest, his voice hoarse.
Kiss me.
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