Chapter 390 Master, I received two urgent secret letters!
Lan Xiyue nodded, then went into the room and closed the door.
Mo Feifei turned and walked out. The maid beside her couldn't help but whispered, "The Regent Princess is a little different from the legend. She is so beautiful."
Mo Feifei heard this and hummed, "Yes, her looks make me, a woman, envious. I don't know how I heard such a rumor. It is said that the Regent Princess is a flower maniac. It turns out that rumors are not to be believed.
The Regent led his troops here to quell the rebellion. He's a brave warrior, renowned far and wide. I haven't seen what he looks like, but seeing the Regent's wife, I know they're a perfect match. You see, the rebels withdrew immediately after the Regent's arrival. This is a great occasion for Fengcheng! I hope Fengcheng will be safe from the ravages of war from now on."
"Don't worry, Miss. The Regent is so powerful and has brought so many soldiers with him. Our Fengcheng will definitely not fall into the hands of the rebels like Yamen Mountain and Liangzhou did."
Mo Feifei smiled with relief upon hearing this. "Let's go. We can finally get a good night's sleep tonight. I hope the Regent can put down the rebellion soon and restore Fengcheng to its former tranquility and prosperity."
The master and servant left chatting and laughing.
The night was as dark as ink, and the moonlight shone through the window lattice, sprinkling mottled light on Lan Xiyue, covering her with a layer of silver gauze.
After washing up, her hair slightly dishevelled, she sat on the edge of the bed. Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind, and a porcelain vase appeared in her hand. Her brow furrowed slightly, and she slipped down her trousers, revealing skin as smooth as jade. However, her inner thighs were slightly swollen and bruised from days of riding.
Just as she opened the porcelain bottle and was about to apply the ointment to herself, the door was suddenly pushed open.
Lan Xiyue was startled and quickly pulled the quilt to cover her embarrassment. She looked towards the door with a bit of panic and shyness in her eyes.
Mo Liyuan strode in.
His eyes were sharp yet gentle. After scanning around, they landed on Lan Xiyue. A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Yu'er, what are you doing?"
Lan Xiyue's heart tightened, but she forced herself to remain calm. "No, nothing. Why did you come back so soon?"
Mo Liyuan didn't answer, but slowly took off his shoes and socks, went straight to the bed, and lay down next to Lan Xiyue.
Lan Xiyue subconsciously moved inward, and Mo Liyuan hugged her in his arms.
"I hurried back to accompany Yue'er after I arranged everything. Now the rebels have retreated to Yamen Mountain, and we need to make long-term plans." Mo Liyuan's voice was low and magnetic, reassuring.
Lan Xiyue let out a soft "Oh". Mo Liyuan reached out and pulled the quilt over, accidentally touching Lan Xiyue's smooth thighs. At that moment, his eyes became deep and hot.
"Yuer, are you... inviting me?" Mo Liyuan's words were filled with a hint of teasing.
Lan Xiyue's cheeks flushed instantly, and she hurriedly covered his mouth, "No, it's not what you think."
Mo Liyuan smiled and took Lan Xiyue's hand. "Oh? Then Yue'er, tell me, what is it like?"
Lan Xiyue held the porcelain bottle tightly in her other hand and shook it gently in front of him. "Well, I've been riding horses these days and my thighs are rubbed raw. They're a little red and swollen. I was just about to apply some medicine when you came back..."
Before she could finish, Mo Liyuan had already thrown back the quilt, stood up and sat up, examining her legs intently.
Lan Xiyue shyly closed her legs, her cheeks as red as a sunset glow.
Mo Liyuan reached out and took the porcelain bottle from her hand, "Yuer, open your legs, I'll apply the medicine on you."
Lan Xiyue's face became even hotter, and she shook her head repeatedly, "No, no need, I can do it myself."
Mo Liyuan's eyes were filled with doting and heartache, "Yuer, I am your husband, there is no need to be shy."
Mo Liyuan ignored her resistance and gently spread her legs apart, preparing to check her injuries.
When he saw the red, swollen, and chafed wound on Lan Xiyue's thigh, his brows furrowed, his eyes filled with heartache. "Yuer, why didn't you say anything when you got your skin chafed? Look at how red and swollen it is."
Mo Liyuan carefully dug out a piece of ointment and gently applied it on Lan Xiyue's wound.
"Hiss..." Lan Xiyue frowned in pain. Although she endured the pain while riding, the stinging pain when the ointment touched the wound still made her gasp. This body was still very afraid of pain.
Mo Liyuan heard her gasp and paused for a moment. He looked up at her, his eyes full of apology, "Yuer, did I hurt you? I'll be gentler."
In the following time, Mo Liyuan's movements became more and more gentle. He concentrated on applying medicine to Lan Xiyue, fearing to cause her even the slightest pain.
Finally, after carefully treating all the red, swollen and broken areas on his thighs, he breathed a sigh of relief, placed the remaining ointment in the porcelain bottle on the tea table beside the bed, stood up and walked to the shelf to wash his hands.
Returning to the bed, Mo Liyuan lay down gently, holding Lan Xiyue with one arm and gently scratching her nose with the other. His tone was filled with a mixture of blame and doting: "Yuer, don't be so stubborn anymore."
Lan Xiyue curled her lips and muttered to herself: It's because this body is so delicate and tender. If it were the old me... That's all. The horse riding here is very different from the horse riding during modern tourism. As long as I practice more, it won't be like this again.
Mo Liyuan's voice was low and gentle, whispering softly in Lan Xiyue's ears: "Yu'er, go to sleep. You must be exhausted from traveling all these days."
Lan Xiyue responded softly, her eyes slowly closed, and she snuggled in his arms peacefully. Soon, the sound of even breathing could be heard, and she had fallen asleep.
Mo Liyuan hugged her and closed his eyes to rest.
Midnight has passed and the night is getting darker.
Tianyi was wandering outside the door, holding two urgent secret letters in his hands, his brows furrowed.
An Yi walked out from the shadows and said in a low voice, "What's the hurry? The master and the princess have gone to bed. Can't we report to him tomorrow morning?"
Tianyi hesitated for a moment, then glanced at the secret letter in his hand: "Express secret letter, maybe there is something important."
Upon hearing this, An Yi turned his gaze to the two secret letters, and then looked at the closed door with a complicated expression.
At this moment, the door opened quietly, Mo Liyuan walked out slowly, and closed the door gently. He turned around, walked slowly down the stone steps, and finally sat down at the stone table in the middle of the yard.
Tianyi hurried forward and presented the secret letter with both hands: "Master, I have received two urgent secret letters."
An Yi quickly lit the lantern and handed it to Mo Liyuan.
Mo Liyuan took the letter and, in the dim light, as it unfolded, his expression gradually grew gloomy and a cold aura emanated from his body.
Tianyi and Anyi looked at each other and wondered in their hearts: What was written in the letter that made the master so angry?
Mo Liyuan sneered after reading the last word, "Nanzhao Kingdom! Beidi! You guys are really great!"
Nanzhao and Beidi came to Beijing in a hurry and left. He expected that they would take some action, but he did not expect that they would secretly collude with Mo Jicang so quickly!
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