"Your Highness, I don't understand. Why would the person who shot this arrow be in cahoots with the assassin?" If they were in cahoots, why would they kill their own comrade? Pei Chen's CPU was about to overheat.
"Go and clean up the mess," Jun Molin said without answering Pei Chen's question.
"Yes, Your Highness."
After Pei Chen left, Jun Molin pulled the arrow from the assassin's body. The mountains on both sides were towering high; those capable of shooting arrows down from the mountains and accurately hitting the heart were few and far between throughout the land. Nangong Xu was one of them; his archery skills were exceptional, arguably the best in the entire land.
Furthermore, given that this group of assassins, like the last one, seemed to be the work of Nangong Xu, Jun Molin was certain that the person who shot the arrow to save Yun Qingran was Nangong Xu.
"Crack!" Jun Molin exerted force, and the arrow in his hand broke into two pieces. His eyes were as deep as a dark pool, flashing with killing intent.
"Big brother." Yun Qingran ran to the tent at the back and found Yun Qingbi, who was helping to count the number of people.
"Ranran, what are you doing here?" Yun Qingbi asked with some surprise when she saw Yun Qingran.
"I... just happened to be passing by," Yun Qingran lied through her teeth.
Since the town where the refugees were settled was built nearby, Yun Qingbi did not suspect anything.
"What are you doing here?" Yun Qingran asked him. Wasn't he supposed to be welcoming the delegation from the Three Kingdoms? Why was he here with Jun Molin to greet the delegation?
"My father sent me," Yun Qingbi lied through her teeth.
Yunxiao was also responsible for the safety of the three kingdoms' delegation, so Yun Qingran did not suspect anything.
"What happened to your neck? It looks like someone scratched you." Yun Qingran noticed several scratch marks on Yun Qingbi's neck.
"The grass and trees in the mountains touched my neck, it was so itchy, so I scratched it." Yun Qingbi's eyes darted away.
This was grabbed by Yan Shuangshuang when she couldn't stand it anymore!
"How itchy is it that you scratched it like this?" Yun Qingran was a little incredulous. The skin was bleeding from scratching, and it was bright red.
"I'll scratch it for you." Yun Qingbi scratched her neck hard, and it hurt terribly, but she still pretended that it didn't hurt.
"Awesome!" Yun Qingran gave him a thumbs up. He could be so ruthless to himself even when scratching an itch. Big brother is indeed a big shot. His future is limitless. He's a powerful ally. I'll stick with him from now on.
"And you, what happened to your neck? Why is it covered in red marks?" Yun Qingbi asked, pointing to her neck.
Yun Qingran's skin was fair and delicate, and the red marks on her neck looked like brightly blooming camellia flowers, giving her a unique beauty.
"I got bitten by bugs on the mountain, and it was so itchy, so I pinched it to stop the itch," Yun Qingran said, touching her nose.
This was a bite Jun Mo Lin made when he was deeply in love!
Plants and insects: Look how big and round this pot is!
"Pinch yourself?" Yun Qingbi was a little incredulous; that was too cruel.
“Pain can stop itching. I’ll pinch you if you don’t believe me.” Yun Qingran pinched her neck hard, and tears welled up in her eyes from the pain, but she still pretended to be relaxed as she looked at Yun Qingbi.
"You're awesome too." Yun Qingbi also gave Yun Qingran a thumbs up.
"I'm not going to talk anymore, I'm exhausted, I'm going to sleep." Yun Qingran was relieved to see that Yun Qingbi was safe.
"Okay." Yun Qingbi nodded, then continued counting the number of people.
Yun Qingran went to Pei Chen, "Guard Pei, could I stay at the camp for the night?"
I dared not sleep in the tent that was set up on the cliff, and going back to Beijing was not a realistic option, so I could only make do here for the night.
"I'll go ask my lord." Pei Chen could have made the decision himself, but he wanted to tell the lord about it and let him make arrangements for Miss Yun.
This is how you cultivate feelings; I'm such a genius!
"I'll go with you," Yun Qingran said with a yawn; she was so sleepy.
"Okay, let's go."
Pei Chen led Yun Qingran to Jun Molin's tent. "Your Highness, Miss Yun would like to spend the night with us tonight."
"Okay, I know. You can go now." Jun Molin was reading a book at the table.
"yes."
Pei Chen turned and left the tent, and Yun Qingran followed him.
"Yun Qingran." Jun Molin looked up and called out to her.
"Huh?" Yun Qingran stopped and turned around to look at him in confusion.
"Didn't you say you just wanted to make do for one night? Where are you going?" Jun Molin asked.
"Pei Chen, set up a new tent for me, I'm going to sleep," Yun Qingran said.
"There are no new tents. A lot of tents broke tonight, and we've used up all the spare tents we brought," Jun Molin said, putting down his book.
"Oh no, what should I do? Should I sleep on the floor?" Yun Qingran asked with a pained expression.
"You will sleep in my bed." Jun Molin glanced at the bed in the tent.
Yun Qingran quickly covered her chest with both hands and looked at Jun Molin pleadingly, "I'm still in pain, I really can't come."
Jun Molin was taken aback for a moment, then understood what she meant. His face flushed red, and he asked with a hint of embarrassment, "What's on your mind?"
“The content is censored, isn’t yours censored?” Yun Qingran looked at him with sparkling eyes.
Although he didn't know what "mosaic" meant, he could roughly understand its meaning based on the context and sentence. Three black lines appeared on Jun Molin's forehead.
"Is that not what you meant?" Yun Qingran's voice weakened.
"To judge a gentleman by one's own petty standards, that's certainly not what I meant. I simply took you in, nothing more." Jun Molin glanced at her.
Do you have a shovel? I need to dig a hole and crawl in. It's so embarrassing! He even said he was judging others by his own petty standards, which means he actually wants more...
Seeing Yun Qingran's face turn bright red, Jun Molin's lips curled up into a smile.
"Thank you, Your Highness, King of Northern Cold. I'll go to sleep now." Yun Qingran ran to the bedside, took off her shoes, got into bed, faced inwards, and finally pulled the covers up in one smooth motion.
After lying down, I realized that it was already so awkward, why did I have to sleep in his bed? I could have just gone out and found somewhere else to sleep.
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Every time I encounter Jun Molin, it seems that my rationality and thinking are affected by him.
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"Yun Qingran, I will not force you to do things you don't want to do or don't like to do." Jun Molin looked at Yun Qingran, who was lying on the bed with her back to him, and spoke in a calm and serious tone.
Hearing these words, Yun Qingran's heartstrings were touched. In this feudal society where the monarch's power was supreme, for him, as the King of Beihan and the representative of the monarch's power, to say such a thing was truly different from others.
"Thank you." Yun Qingran didn't know how to reply, so she could only say thank you.
"Go to sleep." After saying that, Jun Molin blew out the two candles near Yun Qingran.
"Hmm." The candlelight dimmed, Yun Qingran yawned, then closed her eyes and fell asleep in no time, her even breathing filling the air.
Jun Molin glanced at her, watched her sleep peacefully, and continued reading.
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