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Chapitre 25

"Ahem... The Prince always has a deadpan expression, always trying to scare people with his eyes, incredibly boring, and endlessly long-winded, like an old man. He's always causing trouble, always saying nonsensical things, falsely accusing people, and spewing slander. He's deaf all the time, easily angered, bullies people because of his martial arts skills, and uses his power to oppress others. He's as stupid as a pig..." Ao Jun was having a great time talking about it, completely oblivious to the increasingly darkening face of the other person. Was she really talking about Prince Jin? (Everyone: No, this person is crazy, ignore her.)

"Military Advisor Mo, is there... anything else?" Jin Xuan gritted his teeth, enunciating each word. Was this really the person she thought he was? Was this the kind of person the dignified Prince Jin was? He, who was always taciturn, was being called a nagging old man? Was he really that old? His most prized composure and self-control had been labeled as a fit of temper? And she even called him a pig?...

"That's about it." Ao Jun murmured, seemingly considering it seriously. Then, as if remembering something, she added, "Ah! Right, there's also sitting there like a fool, letting people make fun of me. That's all I can think of for now. I'll tell you when I think of something else."

"Mo Jun!" A loud shout echoed through the sky.

Hearing this roar, which was comparable to a lion's roar, Ao Jun scratched her ear and said innocently, "I can hear you, you don't need to shout so loudly. Oh, and I just remembered, Your Highness, you also like to shout from time to time, making my ears almost deaf." She was determined to make him half-dead with anger. Hehe, actually she was quite wicked. It seems that she did inherit the Ling family's wicked gene for tormenting people, she just hadn't realized it before.

"You..." Jin Xuan uttered "you" in anger and then fell silent. Ao Jun looked at him in confusion, only to see him laugh in extreme anger, a laugh that sent chills down Ao Jun's spine!

"Strategist Mo, thank you for your 'good' impression. I must give you a return gift, right?"

"No need to be so polite. It was Your Highness who first had a 'good' impression of Mo Jun. This is just a congratulatory gift from Mo Jun. Your Highness doesn't need to 'spend' any more money." Ao Jun politely declined Jin Xuan's 'generous gift.' Although she could tell from Jin Xuan's terrifying eyes that this 'gift' was definitely not light, Chairman Mao taught us that we shouldn't be too greedy. What is not rightfully yours, you should never take.

"No, the strategist has helped me so much, how can I be so stingy? Please accept the gift!" Jin Xuan smiled wickedly and threw a punch at Ao Jun with lightning speed.

Ao Jun smiled slightly: "Your Highness's gift is too generous." Just as Jin Xuan's hand was about to hit her, she quickly dodged it.

"It's not heavy, strategist, you should have taken it." Jin Xuan didn't mind that Ao Jun 'rejected' the punch, and quickly threw another punch as he spoke.

Ao Jun skillfully dodged once again, and at the same time made his move: "Your Highness has sent two generous gifts, so Mo Jun cannot not return the favor! Your Highness, please accept."

"You're too kind," Jinxuan said, while his hands were busy. He blocked Aojun's 'gift' with his left hand and presented a third 'gift' with his right.

The two exchanged gifts back and forth, exchanging countless presents, neither willing to accept a single one. Jin Xuan knew that although Ao Jun was quite agile, she had no internal energy, so he didn't use his own, fearing he might injure her. Actually, he was overthinking it. When they first met, Ao Jun had no internal energy, but now her internal energy far surpassed his. Moreover, in the past month, she had begun cultivating the Heavenly Kun Divine Skill, and she already knew all the martial arts techniques recorded in the Wind and Flame Travelogue. However, she was always discreet and didn't want anyone to know she possessed martial arts skills; otherwise, if that Saint Chi came looking for her, she would be in for a lot of trouble. Her cultivation was only for self-defense. Therefore, she only used Taekwondo and Karate as "gifts."

Before they knew it, it was already late at night, and the moon had hidden itself away. The two who had been exchanging "gifts" were too tired to continue. Looking at each other, slightly out of breath, they exchanged a glance and burst into laughter in perfect unison.

With a slight smile, Jin Xuan seemed to realize something, staring in disbelief at Ao Jun, whose smile was as beautiful as a peach blossom. Her laughter was like... like the 'Fairy Under the Moon' (of course, it's the same person!). In the moonlight, Jin Xuan couldn't help but overlap his strategist's image with that of the 'Fairy Under the Moon'. Her smile was so beautiful, so captivating. Unlike the bewitching smile from before, which would leave one's mind blank, this smile made one feel her beauty so clearly, and be drawn to her so consciously.

"Your Highness?" Ao Jun noticed that Ouyang Jinxuan was acting strangely and couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"Call me Jinxuan," Jinxuan said with a smile, regaining his senses. He shook his head. He must have been possessed by a ghost. How could he have mistaken the strategist and the 'Fairy Under the Moon' for the same person? Although she was truly beautiful enough to make his heart flutter... he needed to wake up. If the strategist knew he had mistaken her for a woman, he would surely kill him.

"Jinxuan, okay, you can call me Jun too." Ao Jun smiled sincerely at Jinxuan.

The two exchanged another glance, understanding each other perfectly. What did "Jinxuan" and "Jun" represent?

"Jun, let's go back! It's getting cold." Seeing that it was getting colder, Jin Xuan pulled Ao Jun's cloak tighter and said softly.

"Okay, let's go!" With that, she stood up first and walked towards the military camp with Jinxuan.

Then the moon came out again, and the light it cast cast long shadows of the two of them, making them look so closely intertwined, as if they wanted to walk together like this forever.

In front of Ao Jun's tent, Jin Xuan and Ao Jun looked at each other, everything understood without words, like boyfriends gazing at each other with lingering reluctance after escorting their girlfriends home. Ao Jun shook her head, wondering what kind of nonsense he was thinking.

Seeing Ao Jun shaking his head repeatedly, Jin Xuan broke the silence and asked, "Jun, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, you should go back first!" Ao Jun quickly controlled the chaotic thoughts in her mind and said calmly.

"Okay, get some rest." Seeing Ao Jun nod, Jin Xuan turned and walked towards his own tent.

Only after Jin Xuan's imposing figure disappeared into the night did Ao Jun withdraw her gaze: Actually, he wasn't that bad. Jin Xuan, I haven't been this happy in a long time. Thank you.

Pulling at her cloak, Ao Jun turned and walked into her tent, which was pitch black inside. Something was wrong; there was someone inside. She sensed an unusual presence, and it felt somewhat dangerous.

Just as Ao Jun took out a tinderbox to light a lamp, a strange and eerie voice rang out in the dark tent: "Military Advisor Mo, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The Strategist and the Princess: Battlefield Chapter 26 - Job Hopping?

Just as Ao Jun took out a tinderbox to light a lamp, a strange and eerie voice rang out in the dark tent: "Military Advisor Mo, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

For someone to tell their host they've been waiting for them on their own turf is far too arrogant! Strangely, Ao Jun wasn't afraid at all; she could even think of such things, and she had to admire herself for it.

Ignoring the voice, Ao Jun lit the lamp, instantly illuminating the pitch-black tent. Only then did Ao Jun slowly speak, "What brings you here?" As she spoke, she turned around.

The newcomer, dressed in fine finery, sat casually on her bed. How dare he sit on her bed? Her gaze slowly moved upwards, finally revealing the true appearance of this arrogant fellow. Was he beautiful, alluring, or handsome…? Ao Jun pondered for a moment, still unsure which words to use to describe this seemingly sinister man. His skin was snow-white, his eyebrows like ink paintings, his face like peach petals, his beauty captivating and alluring. Long, light red hair cascaded down his back, a wicked smile playing on his lips, and those eyes—red as if from hell itself… wait… red eyes?

"You are Yelü Ying!" Ao Jun affirmed. He was Yelü Ying, the crown prince of Cangliao Kingdom who destroyed Mo Family Village. What was he trying to do here?

"Haha... As expected of the number one strategist in the world, so calm and smart." Yelü Ying laughed wildly, not afraid of being overheard at all.

His eyes gleamed with undisguised amazement and admiration: What a beautiful woman! A flawless, fair face, long eyelashes, and slender eyebrows like a crescent moon in the night sky. A pair of large, bright, dark eyes, clear and calm yet unfathomable, seemed so deep that one couldn't help but be drawn in. Below her straight nose were pale pink lips, as delicate as rose petals, making one want to taste them. In the candlelight, her beauty seemed even more elusive, making him want to explore even deeper. This was the 'Number One Strategist Under Heaven,' whose wisdom had caused him to lose 50,000 men. She was simply as beautiful as a woman, no, more beautiful than a woman. Even he, who was used to seeing all kinds of beauties, couldn't help but be captivated. It was a pity that such a person was a man. If she were a woman… But such an unparalleled person only intensified his desire to conquer her.

"The Crown Prince wouldn't have come all this way just to praise Mo Jun, would he?" Ao Jun glanced at Yelü Ying with an attitude of 'get it or leave.' She still remembered the unprovoked invasion of the Longxuan Dynasty and the Mo Family Village! If it weren't for her reluctance to kill, she would have cleaved him in two the moment this man realized it was him.

"Military Advisor Mo seems to dislike seeing me, the Crown Prince?" Yelü Ying simply lay down on Ao Jun's bed and asked lazily. Hmm, smells so good! I didn't expect Mo Jun's bed, which looks like a woman's, to be so comfortable. There's a faint bamboo scent; that must be from her! She must smell even better on her!

"Nonsense!" Ao Jun didn't speak, but her sharp gaze clearly conveyed the same meaning. He was actually lying on her bed so casually, I wonder if he had some kind of illness; he'd need to be disinfected tomorrow!

"I'm sorry, but I really enjoyed seeing Young Master Mo! So I couldn't resist coming to see him, and he certainly didn't disappoint me!" Yelü Ying said, while giving Ao Jun a wicked, ambiguous smile. Suddenly, his tone changed: "However, Military Advisor Mo's attitude towards me is truly heartbreaking!" As he spoke, his face fell, looking like he was about to cry. It was truly a case of "I'm so pathetic!" It was as if Ao Jun had wronged him.

"How does Your Highness expect Mo Jun to treat you? Will you glare at me angrily? Or will you draw your sword?" The implication was clear: given your actions, I'm being quite lenient with you! What, still not satisfied?! Ao Jun suppressed the urge to punch him; she still wanted to know his purpose in risking his life to come here!

"Haha... To be honest, this Crown Prince really wants to see Military Advisor Mo get angry! Since we met, I haven't seen any expression from him other than cold indifference! Come on! Get angry! This Crown Prince is waiting." Yelü Ying leaned back, his red eyes fixed on Ao Jun, looking as if to say, 'Come on! Come on, baby!'

"You're sick!" Ao Jun said coldly. This Yelü Ying was truly a pervert. She casually sat down on a nearby recliner; the bed was taken, and she couldn't just stand there forever! That would be too much of a disservice to herself!

"How dare you!" Yelü Ying roared, his red eyes narrowing slightly, indicating his anger, but the wicked smile that made Ao Jun want to punch him still lingered on his lips. No one had ever dared to speak to him like that before; this 'prey' dared to challenge his 'authority'.

Completely ignoring his forceful and threatening anger, Ao Jun leisurely lay down on the recliner, casually picked up Wei Ziqi's fox-fur cloak and wrapped it around himself, still speaking in that cold tone: "Your Highness, speak quickly if you have something to say. Mo Jun is sleepy; disturbing others' sleep is immoral." Why is it that all these princes and crown princes can say is this? How frustrating!

"You..." Yelü Ying was momentarily speechless, unsure how to react to her words. Leaving aside her complete disregard for his rage that instilled fear in everyone, she was simply lying down to sleep so leisurely in front of her 'enemy,' and even said that disturbing her sleep was immoral. Ha...morality? She was actually talking about morality with him, the 'Flame-Devouring Evil Lord'? This was truly the funniest joke in the world.

"Haha... Interesting, interesting..." He was growing to like this prey more and more.

This guy is definitely crazy! Ao Jun thought to herself. Too lazy to pay him any attention, Ao Jun simply closed her eyes to see how long he would stay.