Chapter 1421: Beauty Undercover General's Mischief 12

Seeing off the frightened Snowwind Pride, Muyue leaned against the inner cabinet windowsill, letting the border's icy wind lash like a knife.

"My lord, you should go back." A Yan advised him.

"Just now, to tame the Snowwind Pride, I used the same method as him."

Muyue's extremely low voice was blown away by the solemn night wind; her light, drifting gaze lacked luster, making one feel pity.

"He truly lives up to being his offspring."

His former wet nurse was captured, and he also used such a desperate method to force those who came to the Crimson Sky Kingdom on a mission.

A Yan naturally knew the lord was referring to the monarch.

A Yan sighed inwardly, only saying, "The lord is the lord, unlike anyone else."

"Moreover... the monarch sent spies the day before yesterday to urge, hoping the lord would finish the task as soon as possible."

Muyue lowered her long lashes, scoffed, and said, "What's so urgent that he can't wait? With so many warriors in Xiwu, he doesn't use them, but insists on having me come."

I never intended to let him go back.

As they spoke, the two suddenly fell silent together, looking down from the balcony, only to see Chi Han Hua embracing Qing Le as they left the room; they must have finished their conversation.

"I'm going back; you must be careful."

"Yes, my lord." A Yan nodded.

Muyue feared that Jin Chen would not see her if he went to the room later, so she hurriedly leapt down from the pavilion, lightly slipped through the half-open window, and just as she took off her nightclothes, she heard footsteps outside the door.

But they were not Jin Chen's.

Muyue glanced outside warily, quickly dressed, and said coldly, "Who?"

"He is the Right General Shi You under the Great General's command."

Muyue then relaxed, waved to open the door, and said softly yet friendly, "General Shi You."

Shi You:??

He started, stepped back a few paces, and confirmed this was indeed Falling Snow Tower.

How could Young Master Muyue be here!

Shouldn't the person in the room be that Western Region beauty the general just took a liking to!

Only after a while did he come to his senses, and Shi You suddenly realized.

No wonder the general had acted so strangely earlier; it turned out he had discovered Young Master Muyue sneaking out.

"Where is the general? Why are you the one coming to fetch me?"

Muyue looked behind him, somewhat dissatisfied.

Shi You clasped his fists and said, "There was an assassin attack inside the Divine Might Battalion; the general left early to deal with the assassins and specially sent me to escort the young master back."

Inside the interrogation tent, filthy blood covered the ground; Jin Chen, seated in the commander's place, had a grim, iron‑blue face, and the silver armor on him glinted with a cold sheen.

On the ground knelt two men with blue eyes and brown hair, held down by four or five soldiers unable to move; one, short‑bearded, had needles stuck in all ten fingers, trembling yet refusing to utter a word, cursing wildly in unintelligible Xiwu speech.

Jin Chen's gaze fell on the two men; his tone, neutral and unreadable, said, "Continue."

"Yes!"

The interrogator held a red‑hot branding iron, its sizzling heat gradually approaching the short‑bearded man beside the short statured one.

"Ahhhhhhh!!"

The piercing scream split the night; Muyue's steps outside the tent paused slightly, and she first asked the guard.

"What background do the assassins inside have, that the general must personally interrogate them?"

"This..."

The great general's favor toward this Young Master Muyue was obvious to all, and it wasn't a serious matter; the guard saluted with clasped fists and spoke frankly.

"They appear to be assassins from the Xiwu Kingdom, attempting to steal our camp's battle plans and killing several sentinels."

The tent flap was suddenly flung open, the bitter wind sweeping in wildly, and everyone looked outward.

In the cold moonlight, a beauty in a cloak entered, her smooth, ink‑black long hair held only by a wooden pin, flowing to one side.

Seeing the visitor, Jin Chen's gloomy eyes eased somewhat, and he subtly curled his lips.

As Muyue entered, she merely glanced at the kneeling persons on the ground, then stopped at the doorway, timidly gazing at Jin Chen in the commander's seat, as if testing whether he was still angry.

"Don't stand in the doorway catching a chill." Jin Chen said lightly.

Muyue then hurried into his arms, heedless of the onlookers, her cool body nestling into his warm chest, she wrapped her arms around his neck and acted coquettishly.

"It's cold late at night; the general isn't keeping me company, so I can't sleep."

Jin Chen raised his hand to tighten Muyue's cloak, embraced her with one arm, and whispered, "Interrogate the assassins."

"They are assassins trained by the Xiwu Kingdom's royal family."

Muyue's brow twitched slightly as she leaned into Jin Chen's embrace, her gaze somewhat probing.

The short‑bearded man and the short one exchanged a glance, then lowered their heads, both likewise recognizing Muyue's identity.

Muyue clenched her cuffs, her expression uneasy.

The monarch really can't wait, sending people again to assassinate; if even he were exposed...

"They're so scary."

Muyue gave a petulant hum, not daring to look, burying herself in Jin Chen's collarbone and gently rubbing, "I'm afraid."

"Older Brother, hurry up and dispose of them, then keep me company as I go back to rest."

Jin Chen's voice sounded hoarse and grim, "They still have an insider."

As soon as he said that, Muyue almost lost her breath.

"What insider? How could there be a Xiwu insider inside the Divine Might Battalion—is the general hinting at something or does such a person really exist?"

"Then... Older Brother, have you found out?"

"Not yet."

Jin Chen let go of him, rose swiftly, and said, "Continue the interrogation; tonight we must extract the insider."

"Yes!" The interrogation troops all accepted the order.

Jin Chen walked out without looking back; he didn't hold Muyue as he usually did, no matter what he was doing.

"Older brother…" Muyue bit her lip and followed closely, step for step.

But Jin Chen strode ahead with long steps; Muyue could only dare to follow behind, and even after Jin Chen entered the main tent, he did not order her to come in and keep him company.

Muyue's heart sank slightly; she stood helplessly outside the main tent, her frail body swayed by the Saiwai cold wind as if about to fall, her dark hair flying.

"Older brother, you still haven't forgotten the question you didn't answer back at the Falling Snow Tower tonight."

After standing a while, Muyue plucked up courage, lifted the curtain and entered; going around the screen, she saw Jin Chen already changed into sleepwear, leaning against the bedhead reading military documents.

Hearing the rustling sound, Jin Chen merely turned a page, without raising his head.

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +10, total 35!】

Soon after, Muyue removed all her clothes, slipped inside the blanket from the outside, and pitifully placed her hand on Jin Chen's, saying, "Older brother, are you ignoring me?"

"Don't do this, I'm scared."

The more Muyue spoke, the more aggrieved she felt, almost clinging to Jin Chen, tilting her head to lightly brush her lips against his tightly pressed thin lips, licking them in a coaxing manner.

Jin Chen closed the military documents, lowered his gaze to look at him.

Tears slid to the corner of their joined lips, slightly salty, damp, bitter, and astringent; Muyue couldn't suppress a soft whimper, speaking in a spoiled voice: "Older brother, don't you want me anymore?"

Jin Chen sighed, wrapped his arms around Muyue's waist to protect her, pulled the blanket up to cover her frail back, and rubbed his palm over it.

"Muyue, let me ask you: where exactly do you come from?"

Right now the protagonist has arrived early in Saiwai; if Muyue were to reveal her identity now, it would be easier for him to protect her, and no side would need to keep secrets from each other.

"I..."

Muyue drew a deep breath, suppressing the truth that wanted to burst from within her, fearing expulsion.

"I come from the capital…"

This time Muyue's answer was her identity after infiltrating Chixiao Kingdom as an undercover agent, which can be verified and is all the more convincing.

She merely concealed the fact that she had been a Huakui, claiming instead that she had almost been forced into singing by Chi Hanhua; otherwise, the Thousand-Day Drunken Orchid poison would require yet another lie to cover up.

After Muyue finished speaking in detail, her slender fingers unconsciously grabbed Jin Chen's strong arm locked around her waist, and she asked, "Older brother, do you believe me now?"

Jin Chen sighed.

Believe, it's half a truth anyway; if not, what else can we do?

We can't just straight out ask if you're here to assassinate me, can we?

If we leave it any longer, what will we do when the little madman erupts?

He tucked the blanket, raised a hand to extinguish the flickering candlelight, and pressed the hateful person down to lie under the covers.

"Alright, go to sleep."

"... Older brother, hold me."

Muyue shifted uncomfortably, her fair cheeks in the dark showing a faint pink; she needed to press herself into Jin Chen's embrace, chest to chest, before she would relent.