Chapter 246: A Night Encounter with an Assassin
Xiao Moting took off his clothes and turned around.
Bai Wei reached out her hand, wanting to take the clothes to dry them over the charcoal brazier.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Moting pulled back the hand holding the clothes and spoke with reserve.
"Bai, I had better dry them myself..."
"Wet clothes need to be spread out to dry quickly; you only have two hands, how will you dry them?" Bai Wei said, snatching one of the garments and blinking at him, "You dry one, I'll dry one, we'll each take one."
No sooner had she finished speaking than she realized the atmosphere was a bit off.
Xiao Moting's handsome face was almost red enough for blood to drip from it, and his gaze was also a bit strange.
"What's wrong?" Bai Wei asked in surprise.
At this moment, she seemed to realize something and looked down.
The garment she was clutching in her hand was white, and it was unmistakably Xiao Moting's undergarment.
Bai Wei froze, and her face immediately grew hot as well.
She had actually snatched his intimate undergarment; no wonder Xiao Moting had such a strong reaction.
However, this white undergarment also had long sleeves, much like a modern loose-fitting men's shirt.
Being a modern person, she didn't think much of it, but to the ancients, this was intimate apparel that one would not easily let a stranger of the opposite sex touch, let alone even look at.
To resolve the awkwardness, Bai Wei hurriedly changed the subject.
"That... by the way, I've been in Daliang for several days now. Tomorrow morning, after I visit the market, I'll be heading back."
"You are leaving?" Xiao Moting held his breath.
"Yes, I still have many things to do in my world," Bai Wei said, feeling a bit of reluctance in her heart.
She was very happy here and wanted to spend a few more days with Xiao Moting and the Northern Frontier Army; besides, she still wanted to check Xiao Lujing's homework and arrange a test for him to see how he had been learning during this time.
But now it seemed there was no time left.
After all, she was a modern person living in the modern Qingshan Village.
In ancient Daliang, she was merely a passerby.
A strong sense of reluctance flashed in the depths of Xiao Moting's eyes; he lowered his gaze to keep Bai Wei from seeing the sadness in his eyes.
He knew that every time Bai Wei came to Daliang, the Jade Pendant would suffer wear and tear, and cracks would appear on it.
The number of times she could come to Daliang was limited; if the Jade Pendant broke, she would never be able to come again.
Xiao Moting opened his mouth, but he could not bring himself to say words of persuasion to stay.
Bai Wei's world was very safe and her life was fulfilling; she did not belong to this era of war and frequent famine.
He gazed at the glowing red charcoal fire and spoke in a low voice.
"Very well, Bai, I will see you off tomorrow."
He said these few words while suppressing the distress in his heart, his voice exceptionally low.
Bai Wei also sensed Xiao Moting's sadness; in truth, she did not want to leave right now either.
To keep the atmosphere from becoming even heavier, she spoke half-jokingly.
"Xiao Moting, after I leave, perhaps those two matchmakers will come looking for you again, asking you to go and be a live-in son-in-law for some wealthy squire or merchant in the city."
Xiao Moting kept his head lowered and spoke sullenly.
"They won't."
"Why wouldn't they?" Bai Wei's eyes darted, filled with a bit of mischief, "You are so handsome, and you are the Prince of Zhenbei, commanding over a hundred thousand troops. Perhaps as soon as I leave, people will come knocking, vying to marry their daughters to you. Tell me honestly, have you ever liked any girl before?"
"No."
The more reserved he was, the more Bai Wei wanted to tease him, deliberately drawing out her voice.
"Oh, what do you mean 'no'? You are so young and full of vigor; you must have liked some girl before! Actually, Daliang is vast and far away; even if you were involved with another girl, I wouldn't be able to stop you..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Xiao Moting suddenly looked up.
"That's not true!"
He grabbed Bai Wei's hand and pressed it against his chest.
"Bai, the things I have said to you will never change."
"If you don't believe me, I will swear to the gods right now."
"I, Xiao Moting, will surely conquer the world, pacify all directions, and then return to welcome you with Phoenix Coronet and Ceremonial Robes."
This scene was too sudden, and Bai Wei could not collect her thoughts for a moment.
When she finally reacted, she stared blankly at her own hand, goosebumps rising all over her body.
Her petite palm was tightly enveloped by the man's large, warm palm, pressed against his chest.
Xiao Moting was not wearing an upper garment, and Bai Wei touched his firm, smooth, and warm chest muscles.
Through the lean and solid muscles, her palm could vaguely feel his heartbeat; the powerful pulsations of his heart resonated with her palm.
The sound of his powerful heartbeat, one beat after another, traveled through his chest cavity to her palm, transmitting into her heart like an electric current.
"Xiao Moting..." Bai Wei's heart skipped a beat, and she murmured.
She looked up, only to meet his bright, pitch-black eyes.
Xiao Moting's gaze was burning as he looked at her.
His deep black pupils reflected the dancing firelight and her own figure.
The fire in the charcoal brazier was intense, and the chill in the room was dispelled, leaving a sense of warmth.
Xiao Moting reached out and pulled Bai Wei into his embrace.
He lowered his head, resting his chin on the top of her soft hair, and spoke in a low voice.
"You asked me if I have liked any other girl."
"I didn't before, but now I do."
"My feelings for you will not change, no matter how much time passes."
Bai Wei was held in Xiao Moting's arms, her heart beating faster than a motor; the crisp scent of laundry detergent on the man, mixed with the aura of his hormones, enveloped her.
Her cheeks burned and her whole body went limp; she wanted to push him away, but lacked the strength.
Bai Wei raised her head and looked at Xiao Moting.
Xiao Moting's eyes were deep and dark, and their gazes met.
His Adam's apple bobbed hard, his eyes surging with bold intensity, and he lowered his head to kiss her...
Just as they were about to touch!
Suddenly!
Xiao Moting's eyes turned sharp; he scooped up the limp Bai Wei and swiftly dodged to the side.
He had just moved out of the way!
"Whoosh."
A sharp arrow pierced through the paper window and struck the spot where the two had just been.
The sharp arrowhead was embedded deep into the wooden floor, its black tail feathers still trembling slightly.
Bai Wei felt a wave of dizziness and could hardly collect her thoughts.
Xiao Moting set her down by the bed and spoke in a hurried, low voice.
"There are assassins; stay here and do not go anywhere."
"I am going out to face the enemy."
"Stay here and hide well, and be careful."
After saying this, he stood up abruptly, snatched the clothes from the charcoal brazier to throw over his shoulders, grabbed the Long Blade placed by the door, and strode out.
His movements were fast; by the time Bai Wei reacted, Xiao Moting had already gone out and closed the door behind him.
Bai Wei was left alone in the room, hearing the clanging of weapons clashing outside, along with the sounds of a fight.
It was Xiao Moting engaging the assassins, and among them were the angry shouts of Qin Zhan and Xiao Dabao.
It looked like they were already fighting, and there were quite a few of the opponents.
She also quickly snapped back to her senses.
Xiao Moting was traveling in plain clothes and had only brought three trusted followers, while it was unknown how many assassins there were.
She could not just sit here like this.
Bai Wei immediately took action, connecting her consciousness to the Recreational Vehicle left in the modern world to see if there was anything she could use.
Just at this moment!
"Bang!"
The wooden paper window was kicked open, and two men in black masks leaped inside.
End of Chapter
