Chapter 936

Hu Xiaotian had actually heard her footsteps long ago, but in front of Hong Beimo he always remained calm and composed; a strong opponent can force you to become stronger, in every aspect including mental fortitude.

In the past Hu Xiaotian had experienced the profundity of being evasive, like a dragon that shows its head but not its tail; today he learned from Hong Beimo that frankness is also a profundity of another realm—perhaps Hong Beimo previously did not truly regard him as an opponent, thinking killing him was as easy as drowning an ant, and the events at Tianlong Temple should have already made him reassess his own strength, so next time he wants to deal with me he will certainly not be so contemptuous; thinking of this, Hu Xiaotian's mood inevitably grew heavy.

He slowly turned around, only to see Baobao dressed in black warrior attire slowly walking up the steps; when she encountered Hong Beimo she bowed respectfully to him.

Hu Xiaotian's gaze remained fixed on Baobao; after not seeing her for a while, this girl had become ever more beautiful, especially her figure in the warrior uniform—well‑proportioned and lovely—recalling their meeting and acquaintance in the palace, Hu Xiaotian's lips involuntarily curled into a knowing smile.

After Baobao and Hong Beimo walked past, her clear eyes lifted upward and then locked with Hu Xiaotian's eager gaze, as if two invisible threads were tightly binding them together.

Under Hu Xiaotian's scorching gaze, Baobao's pretty face involuntarily flushed, and her steps became hesitant and slow.

Hu Xiaotian smiled and said, "Are you tired? Shall I go down and carry you up?"

Baobao shook her head, then quickly quickened her steps to the stargazing pavilion, quietly gazing at Hu Xiaotian, her chest slightly rising and falling; suddenly she lunged forward, throwing herself into his arms—Hu Xiaotian never expected Baobao to act with such fervor. Holding warm jade and fragrant scent in his arms, feeling warm and satisfied, he was about to give this girl a deep, lingering kiss when he suddenly felt intense pain in his shoulder, as Baobao opened her sandalwood mouth and bit hard into his left shoulder, biting so hard she seemed to want to tear a chunk of flesh from his shoulder; the pain made Hu Xiaotian involuntarily cry out, "Pain! Pain… be gentle…"

Baobao then loosened her mouth but held Hu Xiaotian even tighter, bringing her lips to his ear; Hu Xiaotian startled, jerked his head back, fearing this girl would unleash her wolfish nature and tear off his ear.

Seeing his reaction, Baobao couldn't help but giggle, lightly kissing his face, then finally let him go.

Hu Xiaotian said, "I thought you were going to bite my ear."

Baobao gritted her teeth and said, "It took you so long to come find me, you heartless wretch—I wish I could eat you."

Hu Xiaotian laughed, "Whenever you want to eat, I'll let you have me."

Baobao's pretty face flushed crimson as she whispered, "Shameless!" She turned to look behind her—Hong Beimo had already vanished without a trace.

Her gaze fell on Hu Xiaotian's face and she thought he looked well‑behaved; upon closer look she noticed Hu Xiaotian now had no sideburns. She reached out to try to take off his hat, and Hu Xiaotian gave a wry smile and said, "Don't play. Don't play."

Baobao coquettishly said, "No, I just want to see what's inside."

Hu Xiaotian resignedly took off his hat.

Seeing Hu Xiaotian's bald head, Baobao giggled, laughing so hard she clutched her stomach and squatted down, tears streaming.

Hu Xiaotian somewhat displeasedly put his hat back on his head, saying, "Is it really that funny?"

Baobao nodded, panting, and said, "You're just like a monk!"

Hu Xiaotian said, "I'm still hiding a little monk; do you want to see him too?"

Baobao blushed, glanced at his crotch, feeling something seemed to have changed, hurriedly stood up, stopped laughing, forced a serious expression and said, "Hu Xiaotian, can't you be more proper?"

Hu Xiaotian said, "Whenever I see you I just can't stay proper."

Baobao lunged forward to twist his ear, but Hu Xiaotian grabbed her wrist, twisted her body, embraced her from behind, then lowered his head to kiss her neck; Baobao's delicate body trembled, she turned her face and actively offered her lips.

They embraced and kissed for a long time; only then did Hu Xiaotian release Baobao, whispering, "I've missed you to death."

Baobao pressed her smooth forehead against his: "I'd be crazy to believe you—I don't know how many women you've said that to."

Hu Xiaotian said, "Or maybe you just understand me!"

Baobao said, "When you were a eunuch you were the most shameless eunuch; when you were a monk you were the most licentious monk; in short, whatever you do you are the most base, vulgar, and shameless."

"What if I were your man?"

Baobao's beautiful eyes filled with allure as she gazed at Hu Xiaotian, so soft she seemed about to melt into water, cooing, "That would be the very best man in this world…"

Hu Xiaotian was inflamed by her teasing; he wished he could throw her to the ground and ravage her thoroughly, but this was the Heavenly Secrets Bureau in broad daylight—no matter how bold he was, he wouldn't dare commit such licentious, lawless acts, so he vented all his desire through his hands, groping Baobao all over as he held her.

Baobao panted from his groping, and only with difficulty managed to seize his wicked hand, spitting, "Don't you know what place this is? If someone saw, would I still have the face to meet people?"

Hu Xiaotian declared boldly, "Whoever dares to peek, I'll gouge out his eyes."

Baobao said, "Do you think everyone else is as shameless as you? Stop—there's something I want to say to you. Seeing me, besides taking advantage, isn't there anything else you should do?"

Hu Xiaotian then stopped: "Baobao, Hong Beimo has repeatedly used you—why do you stay here?"

Baobao said, "You came here to take me away, right?"

Hu Xiaotian nodded: "I'll go find Hong Beimo right away."

Baobao, however, shook her head.

Hu Xiaotian said, "How come? Do you think he'll refuse me?"

Baobao said, "He probably won't refuse you, but I can't leave."

Hu Xiaotian exclaimed in astonishment, "Why? Could it be because of the Myriad Insects Bone‑Eroding Pill?"

Baobao said, "This is only one of the reasons; even if he let me go with you, his aim would surely be to monitor your every move through me—although you don't mind now, later you'll certainly be on guard and suspect me; rather than that, wouldn't it be better for me to stay in the Heavenly Secrets Bureau and act as your insider?"

Hu Xiaotian faintly felt this wasn't so simple; Baobao's insistence on staying in the Heavenly Secrets Bureau might conceal some unspeakable difficulty. He shook his head and said, "Hong Beimo is certainly no good man; leaving you with him I cannot rest easy."

Baobao said, "I'd rather you worry about me than doubt me." She took Hu Xiaotian's hand and said, "My foster father is extremely scheming; in the past he never gave you enough attention. During this trip to Tianlong Temple you killed many of his close aides, especially Chi Feixing, who is one of the seven disciples personally transmitted by my foster father, skilled in disguise and transformation, and greatly favored by my foster father."

Hu Xiaotian said, "Chi Feixing's death has nothing to do with me; he himself rushed into the Cangshuge intending to steal the Qiankun Kaiwu and thus met his end."

Baobao said, "If I stay in the Heavenly Secrets Bureau, my foster father will think he has leverage over you, making me actually safe; if I went to your side, he would certainly not let me go, but would continue to blackmail me into serving him—although I'm reluctant, he can always find a way to make me comply. Xiaotian, do you understand?"

Hu Xiaotian nodded and said, "I'm only worried that you've suffered injustice here."

Baobao laughed, "What injustice could I suffer? He knows how good you are to me; if I were wronged, you would surely spare no expense to take revenge on him—with his brains he wouldn't do such a foolish thing. To him I am now like a lump of tofu fallen in the ashes—you can't slap it or strike it."

Hu Xiaotian lightly patted her buttocks, which were wonderfully elastic.

Baobao gave a sultry, coquettish look and said, "Annoying—you're talking and then you start moving your hands again."

Hu Xiaotian said, "Then wouldn't it be hard for me to see you even once in the future?"

Baobao said, "From his attitude it seems he won't stop us from seeing each other; aside from being in the Heavenly Secrets Bureau, I can go wherever I want, so whenever you miss me you can come see me anytime, or you can call me out."

Hu Xiaotian thought it over and felt Baobao's decision might not be a bad choice at present.

Baobao said, "I still want to advise you: Hong Beimo is more formidable than Ji Feihua; the Heavenly Secrets Bureau is unfathomably deep. Although I am the head of the Fox Group, I cannot enter its inner power circle—among the people you've encountered, Chi Feixing can at best be considered one of them."

Hu Xiaotian asked, "Is Hong Beimo loyal or treacherous?"

Baobao said, "I'm not sure either, but so far I haven't found any disloyalty on his part toward Dakang; he isn't particularly devoted to Dakang's court affairs and rarely inquires about what happens in the imperial court."

Hu Xiaotian secretly wondered: in this world people usually pursue power and money, yet Hong Beimo is enthusiastic about neither—what then does he truly want? Could he really be a loyal servant who only wishes to serve the old emperor? Nonsense! How could that be?

Hu Xiaotian said, "What has he been busy with lately?"

Baobao said, "Recently he has been busy with the mausoleum affairs; because the Emperor, when he inspected the mausoleum a few days ago, was dissatisfied with some of its designs, in his fury he even killed fifty craftsmen and entrusted the renovation work to Hong Beimo."

Mentioning the mausoleum, Hu Xiaotian couldn't help but think of Murong Feiyan; all along the mausoleum affairs have proceeded in great secrecy, with few discussing them in the court.

Baobao said: "Will you doubt me later?"

Hu Xiaotian gazed at Baobao's soft, charming eyes and nodded.

Baobao, fuming, reached out and seized his thigh, giving it a hard twist—this time landing right on Hu Xiaotian's sore spot; Hu Xiaotian let out a muffled groan, his face turning green.

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