She slept soundly, and when she woke up, the fox spirit's faint warmth still lingered beside her. Hua Mulan suddenly realized that she might have truly fallen in love with that fox spirit. He not only knew she was a woman, but also understood her hardships, and he had even saved her yesterday...
"You've already been bewitched by him before you even know what he looks like, Mulan. When did you become so frivolous?" Mulan said, pointing to her face as she sat in front of the mirror.
Thinking about the poison in her body, Mulan felt a little lost. "It seems that even he is helpless..."
With her head down, she felt no fear whatsoever; death was no longer something to be afraid of for her.
Just then, a pair of cold hands covered her eyes. Mulan was startled. "Who is it? Cheng Jin?"
"..."
"Old Li?" Hua Mulan looked puzzled. "Old Li isn't that naive!"
"..."
"Who are you? If you don't let go, I'm going to hit you!"
Mo Li released his grip and smiled slightly, "General, your temper is getting worse and worse!"
Hua Mulan turned her head to look at Mo Li, whose face was pale, and said with some displeasure, "I knew it was you! You're the only one in the entire army who's so unrestrained!"
Mo Li smiled slightly and said nothing.
"So, what brings you here?" Mulan glared at him and asked.
"I'm a little sleepy, I'd like to borrow a bed."
With that, Mo Li lay down on the bed.
"You—" Mulan was furious. This guy had actually laid down without waiting for her consent. "Get up right now! What kind of behavior would this be if someone saw us like this!"
"What does it matter? You lent it to me before, didn't you..." Mo Li closed her eyes and said wearily, "I'll just sleep for a while..."
"Mo Li!" Hua Mulan stomped her feet in anger, but the next second she found that Mo Li had actually fallen asleep.
"That pig!!!"
Just then, a soldier came in carrying chicken soup. "General, please have some."
Hua Mulan was taken aback. "Where did this chicken soup come from?"
The soldier blinked, somewhat puzzled. "General, didn't you hunt this while you were injured?"
"Is this the one I brought back?" Hua Mulan stared blankly at the meat in the bowl. This was meant to nourish Mo Li, but he hadn't eaten any of it.
"Yes, but the rabbit you hunted, General, was rescued and released by Young Master Mo. He said that the rabbit was less than seven days old and could not be killed, otherwise it would be punished by heaven."
Hua Mulan nodded. "Okay, I understand. You may leave now."
"yes."
Hua Mulan sat at the table, looking at the bowl of chicken soup in front of her, then glanced at Mo Li, whose face was pale and exhausted, and asked curiously, "During the days I was unconscious, did you not get any proper rest? You were injured but still ran around taking care of me..."
"What an idiot!"
——
The night was filled with the flickering candlelight, which seemed to radiate boundless energy.
Suddenly, a drop of sweet water entered Mo Li's parched throat. Mo Li slowly opened his eyes and saw Hua Mulan feeding him water.
"You're awake," Mulan said irritably.
Mo Li slowly sat up and got out of bed. "I've rested enough. Now it's your turn to rest."
Hua Mulan looked at Mo Li and said, "I've already asked the kitchen to make some chicken for you. Why don't you stay and have some?"
Mo Li paused for a moment, then shook her head. "No, I don't eat at night."
"But you haven't eaten all day!" Mulan frowned and said, "Aren't you human? Are you a monster who doesn't need to eat?"
Mo Li opened her mouth, "How could that be! I just... don't have an appetite!"
"No matter what, you have to eat with me today!"
Mo Li couldn't help but smile at Hua Mulan's proud demeanor and could only nod, "Since you've invited me, I can only accept your invitation with respect."
The two sat facing each other, with a rare delicacy placed before them.
Hua Mulan ate heartily, frequently putting meat on Mo Li's plate, forcing him to eat!
Mo Li smiled and picked up his chopsticks to eat. He chewed very slowly and made no sound, behaving in a manner that was not typical of a man.
Hua Mulan is completely different, looking just like a tough guy, stuffing pieces of meat into her mouth one after another, as if she is sulking with Mo Li.
"Mo Li, where are you from?"
Mo Li was taken aback and looked at Hua Mulan. "What's wrong?"
“You should know the rules of our army; civilians are not allowed in our camps,” Mulan began. “So…”
Before she could speak further, Mo Li put down her chopsticks and said, "So, are you planning to kick me out?"
Hua Mulan looked at Mo Li's calm face and, for some reason, disliked his indifferent attitude despite his stunningly beautiful appearance. She gritted her teeth and nodded, "That's right! I was injured because I saved you, and you helped me in return. Now that you've recovered, you should leave."
Mo Li's purple eyes flashed with disappointment, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly as she said, "Is it only when I'm injured that I can rest for one more day in your military camp, in your tent?"
Mulan was taken aback. "No, that's not what I meant..."
Before Mulan could finish speaking, Mo Li stood up, looked down at her, and said coldly, "I know everything. I would have left without you reminding me. Don't worry, I will leave tomorrow morning."
After saying that, Mo Li left the camp without looking back.
Hua Mulan hurriedly stood up, wanting to call out to him, but the words she was about to say stuck in her throat. "I originally wanted you to join our army, but when I think about how you come from a wealthy family, how could you endure such hardship and suffering? And I don't have long to live either. What if something unexpected happens on the battlefield... You'd better leave as soon as possible..."
Mo Li stood at the entrance of the camp, listening to Hua Mulan whisper her innermost thoughts. He couldn't help but smile, but still turned and left.
As night fell, Mulan tossed and turned, her body growing cold again. Just as she was shivering, someone embraced her from behind, instantly enveloping her in warmth.
Hua Mulan trembled. "Is it...is it you? Lord Fox Spirit?"
Mo Li, standing behind her, tightened his embrace around Hua Mulan's waist, but he didn't say anything.
"Even if you don't speak, I know it's you. Only your hands and your body can make me feel warm..." Hua Mulan smiled gently, subconsciously shrinking her body, at which point the strong hands behind her tightened their grip even more.
"Fox Fairy, how much longer can I live? Lately, I feel increasingly exhausted. What if the barbarian army takes the opportunity to invade? What will I do? The soldiers trust me and are willing to entrust their lives to me, yet I am so irresponsible..." As she spoke, Mulan sobbed, "I... I'm not afraid of death, I just don't want to disappoint them. I still want to go back and see my family..."
Sensing Mulan's sorrow in his arms, Mo Li felt a sharp pain in his heart. Mulan was not a saint; she too had joy, anger, sorrow, and all the emotions of life. She was not heartless; on the contrary, she was a passionate person. She would charge into battle for her comrades, fight in place of her father for her family, and risk her life to hunt in the jungle for her benefactor…
Thinking of all that had happened to her, Mo Li gritted his teeth and said, "Hua Mulan, I won't let you die!"
Hearing Mo Li's words, Hua Mulan felt relieved and finally fell asleep peacefully...
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