Chapter 149: How to Verify Identity (2)

Water was always in short supply in the army, and Gu Yun didn't want to take an open-air bath in the river, so she could only fetch a bucket of water to wipe her body in the tent and clean off the mud and water. After washing, Gu Yun changed into black clothes. There was no underwear in this era, so she usually wrapped a few layers of cloth around her chest, which was more convenient when running or fighting. It was already very late, so Gu Yun put the binding cloth aside, wearing only a bellyband inside and a black coat outside, sitting cross-legged on the simple wooden bed to change her dressing.

The wound on her hand was actually no longer a big deal, but she was constantly traveling through the humid rainforest, fearing infection, so Gu Yun insisted on changing the dressing. Pulling her sleeve above her arm, Gu Yun gently untied the gauze. A few wounds still had some blood seeping out from time to time, sticking to the gauze. To take the gauze off as quickly as possible, Gu Yun gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and pulled hard. The gauze was torn off, and she winced in pain. At this moment, the tent curtain was rudely lifted, and a tall, sturdy figure blocked the doorway.

Gu Yun was startled, her hand quickly grabbing the belt at her side and tying a neat knot. Although the coat was loose, nothing was exposed. Gu Yun breathed a sigh of relief, a thin anger igniting in her cold eyes. Glaring at the uninvited guest at the door, Gu Yun sarcastically said, "Great General Su, has no one taught you to knock before entering someone else's room?"

Su Ling stepped into the tent, his deep voice replying coldly and stiffly, "No."

Gu Yun was speechless. He answered with such righteous indignation! Fine, he was a Great General; she just hoped he would leave quickly now. She had no interest in teaching him etiquette. Holding the medicine bottle in one hand, Gu Yun bit the wooden stopper off with her teeth and said unclearly, "If you have something to say, say it." Say it and leave quickly.

The tent was very dark, with only an oil lamp placed in front of the bed. A blood-stained gauze was thrown on the ground, and several medicine bottles and clean cloth strips were messily placed on the bed. Her petite body was enveloped in the dim lamp light, and she was awkwardly sprinkling medicine powder with one hand.

Su Ling's dark eyes dimmed, and he was slightly annoyed. A woman didn't look like a woman; she only knew how to be brave. Su Ling's face was very foul, and his movements were very rude, snatching the medicine bottle from Gu Yun's hand, sprinkling the powder onto her wounds, and then grabbing the cloth strips, helping her bandage the wounds without a word.

Gu Yun was stunned for a moment. When she came to her senses, she didn't pull her hand back pretentiously. Although his technique for changing dressings was truly not very good, it was still faster than her operating with one hand. Secretly guessing the reason for Su Ling's visit, her hand suddenly hurt, "Hiss—" Su Ling tied a knot hard. Gu Yun cursed inwardly, damn man, she knew he didn't have such good intentions; it hurt her to death!

Fiery clear eyes met deep, cold eyes. Su Ling asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"What?" Gu Yun didn't understand his meaning for a moment.

"Qing Mo is timid by nature, gentle in temperament, and doesn't know martial arts. Who exactly are you?" The deep voice wasn't high, but every word was pressing. Gu Yun finally understood; he was here to hold her accountable! She was indeed not Qing Mo, so what did he want to do?

Gu Yun stood up slowly, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, her low, slow voice equally aggressive, "You actually want to say that I am not Qing Mo at all, and what is my purpose in impersonating her to mix into your army, right? In your heart, you think I helped you save Han Shu, train elite troops, and draw maps just to gain your trust so I could better betray your Su Family Army, right?" Every seemingly understated "right?" in Gu Yun's words sounded like an accusation of Su Ling's ingratitude.

Su Ling's cold face gradually darkened, "I don't think you are a spy, but as a Commander of an army, I do not allow anyone who might threaten my army to exist. I came tonight to verify whether you are Qing Mo." He kept in mind everything she had done for the Su Family Army, but he still needed to find out tonight who exactly she was!

Gu Yun laughed. She could agree that he had to be responsible for the entire army as a General, but verification—how did he want to verify it? Crossing her arms in front of her chest, Gu Yun sneered, "I don't think you'll believe me if I say I am Qing Mo. How do you want to verify it?"

Su Ling suddenly stopped talking, his head slightly lowered, not knowing what he was thinking. He had his back to the oil lamp, and Gu Yun couldn't see the expression on his face, naturally not knowing that the cold and arrogant Great General Su's dark face had turned somewhat dark red. After another long while, Gu Yun was already beginning to lose patience, only to hear the cold male voice reply in a low, awkward tone, "The Qing sisters all have the last character of their names tattooed on their chests."

"So?" Gu Yun frowned. Chest—tattoo—Gu Yun's brain was blown away. His meaning wouldn't be that he wanted to...

Damn it!

Gu Yun wanted to slap him, but reason told her to stay calm, stay calm, it wasn't worth getting angry over such a thing, stay calm! Taking a deep breath, Gu Yun replied coldly, "I don't have a character on my chest. If you think I'm not Qing Mo, you can lock me in prison; there's no need to use such low-down methods!" Her hands were clenched tightly into fists, and her voice was trembling slightly with anger. She swore that if Su Ling dared to say another word of nonsense, she would definitely slap him hard!

Heaven bless, Su Ling didn't say any more nonsense, because—he acted directly.

"Offended." After dropping a sentence, Su Ling's large hand suddenly gripped Gu Yun's right shoulder. Although she said there was no character on her body, he didn't easily believe it. She had always been a stubborn woman. To find out the truth, he had to see it tonight.

Her shoulder sank, and Gu Yun was shocked. He wouldn't really act, would he!

"Ice—" Knowing she was no match for him, Gu Yun wanted to summon the Ice Refinement. Who knew that just as she opened her mouth, a red light flashed, and Su Ling's Red Blood sword stood in front of the Ice Refinement. The Ice Refinement also felt the abnormality of the atmosphere and wanted to fly into Gu Yun's hand, but no matter whether it went left or right, the Red Blood stood dutifully in front of it. The Ice Refinement was clearly annoyed, flying up to fight the Red Blood. Because of their contest, the tent became alternately cold and hot.

Good for Su Ling, he was prepared, wasn't he! Even if she wasn't a match, she wouldn't submit obediently!

Looking at his injured shoulder, Gu Yun hardened her heart and struck hard at his shoulder. Gu Yun planned that as soon as he let go, she could take the opportunity to flash behind the bed and not be forced into the corner of the bed by him. Who knew Su Ling felt pain, but instead of stopping, the hand gripping her shoulder became even tighter. Only a sound of fabric tearing was heard, and Gu Yun's black clothes began to be torn off halfway from the collar.

Her shoulder suddenly felt cool, and Gu Yun hurriedly reached out to cover the scenery on her chest. She regretted more than anything why she hadn't wrapped the binding cloth just now!

Su Ling's goal was clear; he couldn't let her succeed, and his large hand grabbed her slender wrist. Gu Yun insisted on protecting her chest, and the two began to compete in hand strength. Su Ling cursed inwardly, this woman had such great strength. He grabbed Gu Yun's hand and forced her to the corner of the tent. Gu Yun's hand began to go numb, and finally, she couldn't resist Su Ling's brute force, her hands being twisted behind her back. Gu Yun's chest, wearing only a bellyband, was presented to Su Ling. Whether out of annoyance or shame, Gu Yun's face turned red enough to bleed.

Under the dim lamp light, her beautiful face was like a flower, and her full chest was looming under the thin bellyband, rising and falling with her breathing. Su Ling's breathing choked, and he only felt a rush of hot blood rushing to his head, almost forgetting the purpose of doing this. Collecting his mind, Su Ling looked at her right chest. The clean skin was bright and smooth, but there was no character. Su Ling's eyes turned cold. Was she really not Qing Mo?

Her hands were restrained, but Gu Yun was unwilling to be controlled by others. She raised her foot and kicked hard at Su Ling's lower abdomen. Su Ling gasped, damn it!

Su Ling leaned forward, his lower body pressing tightly against Gu Yun's legs, making her trapped between the corner of the tent and him, making it difficult even to lift her foot. Gu Yun was still struggling, and Su Ling suddenly discovered that with her twisting, the originally fair skin on her right chest gradually turned red. Remembering what Mu Yi had said before, Su Ling grabbed both of her hands behind her back in his right palm, freed his left hand, and stroked her soft right chest. The soft and warm touch made him lose his mind again, and a certain part of his body was also disobediently...

Gu Yun's whole body stiffened—

He, he, he, he actually—

With her hands and feet unable to move, the annoyed and ashamed Gu Yun could no longer care about image and temperament, opening her mouth and biting hard on the solid shoulder close at hand!

"Hmm!" Her shoulder hurt, and Su Ling looked angrily at the woman in his arms who was acting like an irritated cat. He couldn't help but want to laugh, but as soon as he thought of her identity, Su Ling's face darkened again. His thumb, with thin calluses, rubbed forcefully against the skin on Gu Yun's chest. Under his light rubbing, the red line like blood threads on Gu Yun's right chest slowly emerged, becoming more and more obvious. Looming, a character faintly appeared. Su Ling's hawk-like eyes flashed, his narrowed eyes staring tightly at that piece of delicate skin. Before long, the blood threads finally condensed into a small red character. It was—a "Mo" character!

Seeing that "Mo" character, Su Ling's heart was filled with wild joy. She was indeed Qing Mo! She wasn't an impostor spy! Looking at the woman in his arms who was still biting him tightly, Su Ling laughed lowly, "Little cat, have you bitten enough?" She really liked biting people. The first time he saw her, she had bitten him, but the way she was acting was truly cute.

The deep voice carried a hint of a smile. He was quite comfortable! Tasting the smell of blood as she wished, Gu Yun finally let go. Compared to Su Ling's good mood, Gu Yun now wanted to kill. Her exit was a low roar full of gunpowder, "Despicable villain! Have you touched enough!"

Su Ling's hand paused. It wasn't that he hadn't touched women before, but why hadn't he known before that a woman's body was so delicate and warm! Although his hand slowly loosened, he was still in a trance.

Su Ling's hand loosened slightly, and Gu Yun seized the opportunity to break free from his restraint, both hands slamming down on his shoulder that had already begun to ooze blood. Taking advantage of his taking a step back, Gu Yun raised her foot and kicked his lower abdomen twice.

Attacked on both shoulder and abdomen, Su Ling took four or five steps back before barely standing firm. His shoulder was soaked, and the stinging pain like fire reminded him of the tragic consequences of forcibly picking a thorny flower.

Gu Yun had already grabbed the black clothes on the bed and draped them over herself. Under the dim lamp light, her hair was slightly messy, the flush on her face had not yet faded, and her usually cold eyes were stained with raging anger, glaring at him fiercely, with the posture of fighting him to the death if he took another step forward.

Su Ling's deep, dark eyes looked at her quietly for a while, then turned and walked toward the tent door. Lifting the curtain, Su Ling's footsteps paused, his back to Gu Yun, his usually cold voice carrying a hint of awkwardness, but still exceptionally clear, "I will be responsible for you."

Gu Yun was so angry she almost had a cerebral hemorrhage, roaring, "Who the hell wants you to be responsible, get out!"

In the middle of the night, the power of this roar could be imagined.

Thus, it was rumored in the army that last night the General ate the Madam, and it was estimated that he wasn't gentle enough, so the Madam went on a rampage.

Walking out of Gu Yun's tent, the breeze blew against her face. Su Ling's heartbeat, which had been chaotic, not only didn't slow down but beat even more violently. Unconsciously looking at his left hand, Su Ling was lost in thought again.

"Oh—verifying identity, did it have to be so intense?" In the night, the enchanting Mu Yi in red squinted at Su Ling's blood-stained shoulder, his face clearly filled with a gloating smile.

Su Ling had his hands behind his back, ignoring the man who was clearly here to watch a joke. Just as the two were about to brush past each other, Mu Yi continued to tease with feigned grievance, "Burning bridges? If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have had an excuse to strip someone's clothes, would you? You had the opportunity to have a warm, soft jade in your arms; you should thank me!"

"Get out!" The words "warm, soft jade" made Su Ling's dark complexion turn suspiciously red, and his departing footsteps grew faster and faster.

He wasn't seeing things, was he? Was someone blushing just now? Although Su Ling had been gone for a long time, Mu Yi still stood there blankly. Could this be what was called shyness? Even a rock was starting to have feelings? The night scenery tonight was truly enchanting.

For a long time, Mu Yi looked at the direction of Gu Yun's tent with complex eyes. Looking at Su Ling's expression, that woman should be the real Qing Mo. Why couldn't he find out her life story?

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