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At that moment, Mo Yi couldn’t distinguish between dream and reality. He felt his mind blank, unable to resist the other person at all.
The sensation of being kissed, the electric feeling coursing through his entire body, felt so real. However, the white girl in the dream was not as gentle as before; her personality seemed particularly dominant.
She directly hugged him, pressed him down, and did many intimate things.
In this way, he fell into her hands uncontrollably, and Mo Yi even had the illusion of being swallowed up by her.
Somehow, a sense of satisfaction arose in his heart.
Mo Yi could feel that he genuinely liked this girl. Although this affection came too inexplicably, even though many beautiful women had shown interest in him before, he remained unmoved.
He thought he was destined to be void of love in his life, but he never expected to find it in a dream…
However, the appearance of the white girl was truly unparalleled among those he had seen before.
Perhaps he was a shallow person after all, and Mo Yi despised himself inwardly. He also felt deeply sorry for offending the girl in his dream.
Fortunately, in the dream, when the white haired girl wanted to undress, he stopped her, and they did not do it. Otherwise, Mo Yi truly felt that he wouldn’t be able to face that girl again.
He sighed and wrung out his wet pants.
However, Mo Yi couldn’t help but worry about whether the white girl had used the ointment he sent last night. He wondered if the injury on her ankle had improved.
But because of the dream he had earlier, Mo Yi felt embarrassed to ask directly.
After washing his pants, Mo Yi found himself completely devoid of sleepiness.
Mo Yi could have his own residence after becoming a general. However, out of concern for his foster mother, he chose to stay here.
After dressing in the official attire required for the morning court session, Mo Yi went to attend the court. Yesterday, he had simply reported to the palace and submitted his documents. Today, he would meet with various ministers in the court, and inevitably, there would be some who spoke with double meanings, making Mo Yi feel uncomfortable.
Compared to the capital, he preferred the battlefield on the border. In the military camp, one could speak with fists, and most generals were straightforward. To him, the atmosphere in the military was much more relaxed compared to the scheming nature of the court.
Not long after Mo Yi left, Bai Ren also woke up.
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Knowing that his partner had to attend court, Bai Ren didn’t rush to get up. He held the bottle of medicine for a while. He believed the more rare their encounter is, the more they will appreciate each other.
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Only because of the regent’s interference did he have to endure being restrained by others. Huang Futian was ambitious and must have felt extremely unwilling.
However, such a situation couldn’t last long in the plot. Privately, the young emperor had already started laying out his plans. Bai Ren only needed to ensure that when Huang Fuxiao fell, it wouldn’t affect Mo Yi.
On the other hand, after a long time, when the morning court session ended, Mo Yi returned to the mansion with Huang Fuxiao and Huang Fuhao.
During the morning court session, the emperor had new arrangements for him.
Mo Yi thought it would be a commendation or an assignment to lead troops in battle. However, unexpectedly, the emperor praised his hard work and, considering the peace at the borders, suggested he stay in the imperial city as a guardian.
He was given the title of Commander-in-Chief and asked him to defend the entire capital city.
Although being the guardian of the imperial city sounded honorable, Mo Yi knew it was a promotion in name only.
The emperor had always been in a power struggle with his foster father, and this time, Mo Yi was made the scapegoat. Some ministers who supported the emperor were worried that letting him continue to achieve military merits at the border would enhance his foster father’s power.
Mo Yi understood the political maneuvering, but he truly disliked getting involved in such intrigues.
On the way back, Mo Yi, Huang Fuxiao, and Huang Fuhao rode in the same carriage. As expected, his foster father’s expression was unpleasant throughout the journey.
He probably thought that the young emperor was becoming uncontrollable again and would soon come up with some measures to trouble him.
Mo Yi lowered his eyelids, pretending not to notice. Along the way, Huang Fuhao tried to provoke Mo Yi into angering Huang Fuxiao, but Mo Yi didn’t take the bait.
Huang Fuhao snorted, “Sulking melon.”
Mo Yi still didn’t lift his eyelids. After getting off the carriage, he hurried towards his own courtyard. He didn’t want to incur his foster father’s displeasure.
However, as he passed by his courtyard, he heard a distant sound of a flute.
The sound was both near and far, carrying a faint sense of sorrow.
Involuntarily drawn by the sound of the flute, Mo Yi couldn’t understand why the melody seemed to captivate his ears. Even though he wasn’t someone who appreciated music, his steps unconsciously followed the direction of the sound.
As he approached, he discovered that it was the same young woman he had seen last night, dressed in a light green dress, sitting in the pavilion, playing the flute while gazing at the scenery before her.
The combination of a beautiful woman and picturesque scenery was enchanting, and the slight melancholy on her face evoked a sense of pity.
Mo Yi found himself mesmerized, standing there motionless until the melody ended, still seemingly immersed in the emotions it stirred.
It wasn’t until Bai Ren inadvertently turned his head and looked at him that Mo Yi snapped out of his trance.
Mo Yi bowed respectfully to Bai Ren and said, “I apologize for the intrusion.”
Bai Ren quickly responded with a smile, “No need to apologize, General Mo, you’re too polite.”
It wasn’t in vain that he had brought the flute, knowing that Mo Yi would be captivated by it.
The little fox in the sea of consciousness stifled a laugh and silently criticized: Boss, using your spiritual sense to intentionally enchant others with the flute is cheating, you know?
Seeing Mo Yi still standing there dumbfounded after greeting him, Bai Ren felt a bit helpless. He took the initiative and said, “General Mo, did you just return from the morning court session? I didn’t expect to meet you here. What a coincidence.”
“Yes, indeed, quite a coincidence,” Mo Yi replied, feeling a bit tongue-tied.
He couldn’t help but feel his face and heart warm at Bai Ren’s beautiful smile.
The images of last night’s intimacy with Bai Ren involuntarily flashed through his mind again, and Mo Yi quickly shook his head, trying to rid himself of those improper thoughts.
Such things were disrespectful to the young woman.
So, he quickly changed the subject and asked, “By the way, Miss Bai, is your foot still okay? Why aren’t you resting in your room?”
As he mentioned this, Mo Yi furrowed his brow. This place was quite far from Bai Ren’s residence. Walking all the way here, wouldn’t it aggravate her injury?
Seeing Mo Yi’s concern written all over his face, Bai Ren felt touched. He shook his head gently and said, “Thanks to General Mo’s medicine, my injury has healed. I really don’t know how to thank you enough!”
Upon hearing Bai Ren say that she was already healed, Mo Yi breathed a sigh of relief. He wanted to refuse her thanks, but thinking it would cause her to be disappointed.
Noticing the flute in her hand, he suggested, “How about this, if you really want to thank me, why don’t you play another tune for me?”
“Of course.” Bai Ren nodded in agreement and began to play another piece.
This time, she chose a melody depicting life in the military.
Mo Yi marveled at how the melodious flute music could be played with such strength and vigor by Bai Ren. It reminded him of the days on the border, and his blood boiled with passion.
Unable to wear his sword to court earlier, Mo Yi simply snapped off a branch from a nearby tree and began to dance with it to the rhythm of the flute.
Even though it was just a branch, in Mo Yi’s hands, it became a deadly weapon.
Bai Ren could feel the power emanating from his beloved, and his spirit was uplifted by his heroic figure.
In the final segment, Mo Yi leaped into the air, stepping on the tree trunk, and performed a “sword dance.”
Leaves fell from the tree, caught by the wind and swirling around the two of them.
As the music came to an end, Bai Ren set down the flute, and Mo Yi returned the branch to its place. The two of them gazed at each other, feeling a lingering sense of completeness. There seemed to be an inexplicable emotion entwined between them.
“I didn’t expect Miss Bai’s flute playing to be so wonderful,” Mo Yi praised bluntly.
He actually wanted to say more compliments, but he wasn’t good at it. Besides, he thought the music was really wonderful.
Through the flute music, he could feel that Bai Ren was definitely not an ordinary delicate woman. Someone who could play such music must have a deep inner world.
Smiling at his words, Bai Ren replied, “Thank you for your praise, General. But I must say, your sword dance was impressive.”
“General Mo, with your intelligence, courage, and handsome appearance, I wonder who will be lucky enough to earn your favor in the future. If someone could be with you, that would be a great blessing!”
Bai Ren’s words carried a teasing tone, causing Mo Yi’s face to flush red.
He turned his head away, unable to meet Bai Ren’s eyes, but he didn’t feel that she was in the wrong. He just thought that perhaps Miss Bai spoke so directly, while he was getting lost in unnecessary thoughts.
But Bai Ren wasn’t done yet. He deliberately walked closer to Mo Yi and pretended to be surprised, saying, “General, why is your face so red? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?”
With that, he reached out his hand, as if to touch Mo Yi’s face.
Mo Yi, seeing this, instinctively grabbed Bai Ren’s hand.
The cool fingers in his palm made Mo Yi’s heart tremble.
Realizing what he had done, he quickly let go of her hand. Stepping back, he said, “Sorry, I have something to attend to.” With that, he ran off without looking back.
Leaving Bai Ren rubbing his fingers, savoring the warmth he felt in his companion’s palm, he licked his lips.
This inexperienced little pup is truly delicious…
Bai Ren is such a tease
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