Before Mu Qingchao could react, he was stunned and said: "It's... not bad..."
When I realized it, it was already midnight.
Mu Qingchao was lying on the bed with his eyes open, and suddenly he sat up from the bed.
He slapped himself in the face with a "slap".
It's okay, it's okay, it's OK?
He was acting like a gangster, acting like a gangster! Why did she comment on his skills if she didn't slap him with a backhand?
To say that she herself owed it, didn't she agree to teach him to please girls? How did it become like this?
What happened?
Mu Qingchao touched his face, which was still frighteningly hot.
There was also a heart that seemed to be not listening to itself, and kept beating all night long.
Could she be... dying?
**
The winter in Jinling City is not long. As soon as spring arrives and the warm wind blows, the willow trees on the banks of the Qinhuai River will sprout.
That idea of wind and snow is nothing more than amorous feelings, a sentiment embellished in the poems of literati.
But the warm wind from the south cannot blow from the north.
The wind from the clouds blew against my face, causing a sharp pain, and I stepped on one foot and buried it above my knees in the snow.
The wind and snow blowing here are not the amorous feelings in poetry, nor can they add to the charm in the lyrics of Qinhuai Diva.
The cold here is enough to kill people.
Mu Yin sat in the snow, holding her knees with both hands, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.
She felt that the dark clouds and even the moon were rougher and colder than those in her hometown, big and cold white, shining on the deserted mountains and deserts.
"Alas..." Mu Yin sighed.
"What are you thinking about?"
Someone suddenly tapped me on the shoulder.
Mu Yin turned around and saw that Su Jingwen was already sitting next to her.
Su Jingwen is a person who cannot bear loneliness. Even if he enters the military camp, he still has to make friends.
But among the rough guys in the military camp, few of them were literate, so he really had nothing to talk about with them.
In comparison, Mu Yin was born closer to him. In addition, he had a good impression of the little queen mother, and his impression of Mu Yin was also good.
"What? Are you homesick?" Su Jingwen raised his eyebrows at Mu Yin and asked.
"No." Mu Yin shook her head.
"I was wondering when General Ji could arrange for me to go to the battlefield."
Speaking of this, Mu Yin sighed.
"Every time General Ji asks me to cut off the rear. Today is such a good opportunity. If I are asked to go forward, I can kill a few enemies no matter what."
She came here with the intention of making meritorious deeds, but the result was good. She had been here for such a long time and not a single enemy had been killed.
Seeing that the brothers who joined the army together have made meritorious service, why is she not anxious?
Those little soldiers may not be able to defeat her.
When Su Jingwen heard what Mu Yin said, he laughed: "You are a woman, so why are you killing enemies? You are not bad looking, why don't you find a good man to marry?"
"fart!"
Mu Yin hates when others advise her to get married: "What do you know? My biggest wish in this life is to go into battle to kill the enemy and win military honors."
"Vulgar!" Su Jingwen said: "A woman who makes shit all the time should be careful not to get married in the future."
"Thank God! I don't want to get married," Mu Yin said.
"Is there any woman who doesn't want to get married?"
Su Jingwen was accustomed to being surrounded by stars. There were many girls lining up to marry him. He just thought that all the girls hated marrying, and he was the first to see one who didn't want to marry.
"Why do you have to marry?" Mu Yin asked.
"Maybe these men can't even beat me. If I marry an embroidered pillow like you, I might be asked to protect them. What's the point?"
"Hey!" Su Jingwen was unhappy.
He suddenly stood up from the snow and said, "Just say what you say without swearing."
Did she scold?
He can say that she can't marry, but she can't say that he is an embroidered pillow?
Huh, the self-righteous young master is used to being arrogant and thinks that the whole world should revolve around him, but she doesn't like him. When he makes her unhappy, she just wants to go back.
"What? Did I say it wrong? I heard that you peed on the battlefield today and I was almost scared to death? What is it if it's not an embroidered pillow?"
Why not give her such a good opportunity?
Just let him waste it in vain.
Su Jingwen:……
"I saw a man sitting here, so I came here to talk to you for your brother-in-law's sake. Oh, okay, I'm just being sentimental, right?
If you don’t like me, I’ll just leave.”
Although Su Jingwen was usually shameless and angry, no one had ever spoken to him like this before, and now he was really angry.
Put down these words, pat your butt and leave.
Mu Yin's focus was only on: "Brother-in-law?"
"Hey, wait a minute..."
Just when she was about to call Su Jingwen, she saw several masked men suddenly jump out of the darkness, and slashed at Su Jingwen's face with several bright steel knives.
Su Jingwen was startled, screamed, and fell to the ground.
It was considered his luck. With such a fall, he just dodged the knife that hit his vital part.
But if you can dodge this knife, you can't dodge the next one...
But in the meantime, another knife slashed at him from the left side.
This time, there was no way to avoid it. Su Jingwen was stunned on the spot, watching the gleaming steel knife coming towards him.
Dead……
He thought silently in his heart.
However, at this moment, a figure stood in front of him.
As if descending from the sky, Mu Yin actually stretched out her hand to block the knife that was slashing towards Su Jingwen with her flesh and blood.
But Mu Yin heard a hiss and took a breath of cold air.
The knife had already fallen on her arm, causing blood to flow out.
Seeing this scene, Su Jingwen was shocked and frightened. He came to his senses and asked her: "Are you...are you okay?"
But she saw that Mu Yin was very fast and kicked away the killer who was slashing towards her.
The other hand grabbed the other killer's wrist.
There was only a "click" sound, the killer's wrist was dislocated, and the knife in his hand fell down.
Su Jingwen was a little dumbfounded. It was such a neat skill. A woman could not fall behind against so many men.
However, at this moment, Mu Yin kicked her foot, and a knife flew towards Su Jingwen and was inserted into Su Jingwen's side.
"Young Master Su, I am not your Su family's bodyguard, and I won't be able to hold on for long. If you want to survive, pick up the knife next to you and come over and have a good fight."
Forehead……
Su Jingwen was a little embarrassed. He lost his mind for a moment and actually hid behind a woman for a long time.
He reached out to see the knife at hand, but when his fingers touched the ground, he felt a slight tremor.
Is it an illusion?
no!
Because Mu Yin also felt it.
"What is that sound?" she asked him.
"Rumble..."
As soon as she finished speaking, there was another loud noise behind her.