Hot breath puffing beside her ear, the young man’s gentle voice made Nalan Yiren feel both shy and annoyed.
He had just been affectionate with Yu Zhu, and now he was hugging her, truly enough to be called a flirt.
But she fell for this trick.
She deliberately put on a stern face and said, "Let me go."
"Alright, don’t be angry, I know you’re doing it for my good, I’ve learned my lesson," Chen Mo said, holding her tightly, knowing it’d be foolish to really let her go.
Nalan Yiren turned around in Chen Mo’s embrace, looked up at the young man’s face, and listened to the man’s breathing and heartbeat. Nalan Yiren softly spat and then said, "Medical books say that one drop of essence is worth ten drops of blood; even if you were made of iron, a night of indulgence would still have its effects.
Moreover, tomorrow’s duel is likely to be a high-level showdown, any small mistake could lead to defeat, so you should rest well tonight instead of indulging in tenderness."
"Got it, I will heed Yiren’s advice," Chen Mo stared intently at Nalan Yiren’s delicate face, speaking warmly.
Nalan Yiren’s face turned red, and she rebuked, "This isn’t advice for you, it’s persuasion."
"Yes, yes, it’s persuasion; my words were wrong."
"As long as you know, now let me go back to rest." Nalan Yiren felt a little uneasy as Chen Mo looked at her intently.
Sure enough, just after she finished speaking, the young man leaned closer, capturing her lips in a greedy conquest of everything inside her mouth.
Her body began to heat up, as her hands pressed against Chen Mo’s chest slowly climbed onto his shoulders.
After a while, their lips separated.
Nalan Yiren noticed the gleam flashing in Chen Mo’s eyes with a hint of indescribable meaning, she couldn’t help but gently push him away: "It seems you haven’t taken my words seriously at all."
"I did, I just wanted to kiss you, who makes Yiren’s lips so sweet."
"Stop... being so glib." Chen Mo’s words made Nalan Yiren feel embarrassed.
"It seems Yiren felt the same way just now."
"Hmm?"
"Otherwise, how would you know I’m glib?"
"Go to hell, you..."
Nalan Yiren felt overwhelming shyness, but just after she spoke, her cherry lips were captured by Chen Mo again.
Not only that, she could also feel Chen Mo’s hand on her dress collar, and the other hand moving towards her legs.
And the hand on the dress collar was also making moves to break through the fabric.
Nalan Yiren immediately stopped him.
Chen Mo whispered beside her ear, "Yiren, just let me touch, just a bit."
Nalan Yiren would never believe Chen Mo’s nonsense, he had said this every time before but had never stopped.
Causing her to always have to take a bath afterwards, otherwise, she’d feel sticky.
But Nalan Yiren did not strongly resist, soon she was broken through by Chen Mo.
Moreover, Chen Mo’s actions towards her became even more excessive.
He wanted to know how bold she could be, even dared to fish.
Nalan Yiren’s body kept bending down like a bow-backed shrimp, eventually squatting down weakly, her heart thumping like a drum.
...
After a long time, Nalan Yiren stood up, put her legs together, adjusted her dress collar, and gritted her teeth before stepping on Chen Mo’s foot: "You’re simply awful."
After speaking, she ran away in panic.
Surely she’d have to take another bath today.
...
The Wei Army arrayed themselves at Golden Double Ridge, nearly fifty thousand troops divided into three armies, infantry in the center, cavalry guarding both flanks.
Sun Meng led the Imperial Guard along with Yu Zhu guarding under Chen Mo’s central banner, ready to assist.
Zhao Liang’s Xianzhen Guard was on both sides for support.
Formation set, the bustling noise ended, and they waited for the arrival of the Jin Xia Army.
But until noon, there was no sign of the Jin Xia Army.
In the rear, Nalan Yiren rode up next to Chen Mo, saying, "Your Majesty, the enemy hasn’t shown themselves yet, they seem unwilling to fight."
Chen Mo frowned, this was the situation he didn’t want to see but had prepared for.
"If that’s the case, we’ll have to attack directly."
Chen Mo took a deep breath and ordered Sun Meng, "Tell the whole army to rest for two hours, fill their stomachs, then attack the city."
"Understood."
...
Two hours later, the army advanced towards Jinshuang City.
Half an hour later, the army was outside Jinshuang City, beating war drums continuously like thunder from the heavens.
On Jinshuang City’s walls, drums were sounding too, in just half an hour, the walls were lined with Jin Xia Garrison, ready for battle.
Wanyan Xiaji and several generals and staff officers appeared on the city wall.
On the city walls, they were boiling oil, readying bed crossbows for battle preparations, Deputy General stood in front of Wanyan Xiaji, peering outside the city with a Thousand-Mile Mirror, finally handing it to Wanyan Xiaji, saying, "Grand General, judging by the formation, it seems the Wei Army’s main force is here, supplies, catapults, everything, looks like they intend to siege."
Wanyan Xiaji took the Thousand-Mile Mirror and observed, shortly finding a young man under the Wei Army’s central banner, likely Chen Mo himself.
"Seems I guessed right, he truly is in a hurry, wanting to save time. I didn’t engage, and now he’s losing his cool," Wanyan Xiaji said.
"Grand General is wise, luckily we anticipated Wei Army’s plan, otherwise we’d be caught in their trap." A staff officer flattered.
Wanyan Xiaji raised his hand and said, "Tell Master Yue to be ready, if the Wei Army dares to siege, let them taste the Strange Thunder."