Chapter 49: Drunken Posture Can Be Corrected

  "It's late, we should head back." Baili Chenyuan walked closer to her side, took off his own cloak and gently wrapped it around her, looking at her rosy cheeks, the smile at the corner of his mouth deepened.

  This little stubborn thing, still dare to say she's not drunk, just by her drinking posture, he can also guess that she must have never drank before.

  Thinking of her intoxicatingly charming appearance that had only been revealed in front of him, his mood became inexplicably pleasant.

  "I'm not cold." The bright eyes with a hint of confusion stared at the jade mask on Baili Chuan Yun's face, blinking her big, shiny eyes, and asked: "Why do you wear a mask, is it because you're too ugly, hehe?"

  Two small hands, one grasping the cloak that wrapped her tightly, the other reaching out to Baili Chang'an's face, wildly clawing at his mask.

  She wanted to see what he looked like, always hiding himself.

  "Right, because he's too ugly." He slightly curled up the corners of his mouth, and Bai Lixuan's eyes twitched, but those who had seen his true face before really didn't say that he was ugly.

  Where did Xiaoyue's affirmative tone come from, it made him inexplicably curious.

  Leng Xue twisted her body, completely unaware that she was being held in someone's arms. The two people's posture was so suggestive, pouting with pink lips, somewhat thirstily sticking out a small tongue to lick, and said unclearly: "It's not... it's not what you said, you're not ugly, not one bit."

  Dizzy and weak, what's wrong with her?

  Could it be that I really got drunk? So this is what being drunk feels like. Not liking it one bit.

  "You know I'm not ugly." Baili Chenyuan tightly wrapped his arms around her waist, really worried that if he loosened his grip, the little thing in his arms would fall to the ground with a thud. When she came to, she would definitely make him pay dearly.

  "Uh-huh, I knew it." She nodded vigorously, familiar with what she knew.

  "Heh heh, be good and listen, don't take off your cloak." The cold wind was howling, and even he felt chilly; she, who wore even less than him, must be freezing.

  The black silver-edged cloak fit Baili Chunyuan's body perfectly, but on Leng Xiu Yue's body it was obviously too big, looking very comical, like an adult wearing a child's clothes.

  Unsatisfied, she pouted and glared at the man holding her tightly, unable to say another word. Cold Zhiyue's head spun even more, feeling extremely sleepy. Her already rosy face turned even redder due to the aftereffect of the wine, making her cheeks look even more delicate and lovely, a beauty beyond compare.

  Baili Chenyuan stretched out his hand to gently stroke her face, the warmth of which made his smile doting beyond compare. The little one in his arms was what he treasured most.

  "Little one, I told you not to drink too much, getting drunk is dangerous. You didn't listen, and now our rare date has to be stained with blood again." Baoli Xingyu carefully wrapped his cloak around Leng Zhiyao's delicate and soft body, saying in a low voice that didn't show much concern.

  The already cold weather seemed to drop in temperature even further under his gradually rising murderous intent, the air seemingly on the verge of freezing into ice.

  Compared to the bleakness of winter, Baili Chunxuan preferred the lush greenery of spring. As far as the eye could see, except for the bare tree trunks and rocks after the leaves had fallen, there was only the evergreen grass on the ground, and in the midst of the pure white snow, the red plum blossoms were blooming defiantly in the wind. The cold wind picked up, bringing with it a faint, subtle fragrance.

  Snow Red, blooming in early winter, it is a harbinger of the arrival of heavy snow.

  Seeing its flowers also means that the first heavy snow is about to arrive.

  "Xiao Yue, do you think we'll be lucky enough to witness the first snow of our first winter together?" The slight curve of his lips revealed his good mood, and Baili Chenyuan quietly sensed those auras drawing closer, gradually enveloping them in the middle.

  Carefully observing how many teams they have and roughly what route they are taking.

  In response to him, there was the sound of the wind, as well as the soft and shallow, but exceptionally stable and calm breathing sounds of Leng Xueyao.

  "Hehe, you adorable little thing, the great enemy is approaching, and you're still sleeping so soundly." The low voice was filled with a mix of teasing and pampering, and Baili Chunyuan felt that watching her sleep was also a pleasure.

  At least he can't remember how long it's been since he had a good night's sleep.

  Nothing on my mind, just want to sleep.

  He bowed his head, and a light kiss fell on Qingjie's clean forehead, sweeping past, leaving behind a hint of warmth. "Little Yue'er, sleep peacefully, I'll protect you."

  Baili Chenyuan wasn't worried at all that Leng Ziyue would flay him alive when she found out, it was a beautiful scene after all, he had to steal a little romance, only then did he have enough strength to fight back.

  Her rosy cheeks unconsciously rubbed against his chest, and in her dream, she seemed to hear a gentle voice saying "I'll protect you". How familiar it sounded, as if someone had said the same thing to her in a distant place, in her dreams.

  The corners of her mouth curved into a faint smile, and she fell asleep even more soundly.

  All the training she received was only to make herself strong, so strong that no one could defeat her, and she didn't need any protection.

  But as the words flowed into her heart like running water, she realized that she also wanted to be a weak and delicate woman, someone who could be relied on, trusted, and truly protected by someone.

  "I really want to keep looking at your smiling face, it's so beautiful that it takes my breath away." Baili Chenyuan's gaze fell on the sleeping little face, muttering to himself.

  No matter how many people come, ruining his good mood, daring to touch his woman, all are asking for death.

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  "There are only two of them, is there no one to help? Are they fully prepared?" A figure in black clothes, with a black scarf covering their face, leaving only a pair of eyes visible, exuding an aura of killing intent, spoke in an icy tone.

  "Reporting to the Crown Prince, everything is ready. They have been there without any movement." The black-clad man said with a bow, he had been following them since they left the Wanxiang Building and was 100% certain that there were no hidden guards around them. "Crown Prince, they drank wine, and it seems that woman has already gotten drunk."

  A master competing against another master should never be careless or underestimate his opponent. He cannot let his subordinates be placed in a dangerous and uncertain situation.

  "Hmm." Beidong He Yi tightened his grip on the knife in his hand and said in a low voice, "Hǔ Bān, remember that Lěng Zǐ Yuè must be guarded against carefully. She is not a simple person."

  How could he forget, she was the one who painted a "blood-stained rivers and mountains" with his own sister's blood, knife by knife, and how she had ruined his sister, leaving her no chance to stand up again, living a life worse than death.

  This time, he secretly returned to Qi Yue Country, without anyone knowing his whereabouts, not even the Regent King. He still remembered the anger of the Queen Mother and the gloomy face of the Emperor Father. All his actions now were aimed at getting support, and he had to eliminate Leng Ziyue.

  The Blood King is an uncertain factor, standing beside Leng Xiu Yue with unknown intentions. If this time can be resolved once and for all, getting rid of the Blood King would also be a convenient move, who knows if it's their doing.

  I hope Blood King won't become Leng Xue's helper, otherwise, the plan may go wrong.

  "Understood." Hu Bao was the leader of this assassination mission, and what his mask couldn't cover up was the striking scar that extended from the corner of his eye all the way down, revealing just how exceptionally ruthless he was.

  "Have they arrived?" Carefully looking into the mountain stream, those two figures with red and blue auras, Beidou Heyi's chest was overflowing with raging flames, his hot blood burning.

  Since he was young, he saw that his father the emperor, although the ruler of a country, had no real power and everything had to be approved by the regent king, living in a stifling manner. As a noble prince, he should have been dignified, but because of the regent king, his status became very embarrassing, often becoming the laughing stock of the common people during their leisure time.

  From then on, he vowed that he would be a stronger emperor than his father, and that he would eliminate the regent king and truly become an emperor.

  "Arrived." Hu Ban looked at the person with a golden yellow bee embroidered on his cuff and knew he was the one who had come to assist them.

  "Communicate with them and prepare for action." The longer we drag on, the easier it is to be discovered. Taking the initiative can ensure that nothing unexpected happens.

  "Yes." Hu Ban took out a small green flag and began to semaphore.

  "After communicating with both sides, he reported to Beidou Heji: 'The Crown Prince, their intention is to encircle them from both sides and annihilate the two of them in one fell swoop. As for the other two groups, it's unclear where they came from, but Ming Wang's idea is that their goal is the same as ours, so we'll just do our own thing and not interfere with each other.'"

  "Answer them, agree." The order was given, and there was no room for turning back.

  No matter whether Leng Xueyu was truly drunk or just pretending, and whether the Blood King was a true waste of space or just pretending to be one, everything would be explained in a little while.

  Digression

  It's getting cold, everyone pay attention to wear more clothes, don't catch a chill, byebye.