L'hibiscus comme peinture

Chapitre 41

"Yu'er, Yu'er..." Several calls brought Yu'er back from her reverie. She looked up and saw that it was Mo Jun, who had gone out late at night, who had returned. It was the one who had called her just now, and he was now looking at her with a gentle expression. Humph, what a hypocrite.

"Ah! Brother Mo Jun, you're finally back." Yu'er's gloomy face immediately turned into one of great joy, as if a wife had finally waited for her husband's return.

"Yu'er, why aren't you asleep yet? Are you waiting for me?" Ao Jun gently took Yu'er's hand and said softly. Hmph, she noticed someone had touched her things as soon as she came in. What is she looking for? Luckily, Tian Gan and Tian Kun were always with her, otherwise, she would be in big trouble if they were found.

"Brother Mo Jun hasn't come back, so Yu'er can't sleep." A charming, plaintive voice drifted into Ao Jun's ears, and it was truly tingling!

"Next time, if I come back late, you should go to bed earlier, okay?" Ao Jun said as he pulled Yu'er to sit on the bed, his hand intentionally or unintentionally touching Yu'er's hand.

"Mmm." Yu'er blushed and buried her face in Ao Jun's arms, responding softly. In her heart, she thought with disdain: He's clearly a lecherous devil. Every night he pretends to be a gentleman, saying that he will never touch her before marriage, that this is out of respect for her. Humph, hypocrite.

"It's late, Yu'er, why don't you get some sleep?" Ao Jun gently pushed Yu'er away. Then, a smile inexplicably appeared on his face, as if he had thought of something happy.

"Brother Mo Jun, you seem so happy! Did something good happen? Yu'er doesn't want to sleep yet, tell Yu'er quickly!" Yu'er asked sweetly, seeing Ao Jun smiling like that. Tonight, Mo Jun said he was going on a date, but didn't say who it was. Now he's back and so happy. Who invited her out? And what could have made her, who is usually so cold and aloof, smile so happily?

"Yu'er really wants to know? But..." Ao Jun frowned, as if he had difficulty speaking, and stammered.

"But what? If Brother Mo Jun won't tell me, fine. Anyway, you just believe what they say. I'm here to harm you." Yu'er pretended to be angry and lay down on her own, turning her back to Ao Jun and ignoring him. She was certain that Ao Jun would tell her.

Sure enough, seeing that Yu'er ignored her, Ao Jun immediately tried to persuade her gently, "Good Yu'er, don't be angry. I'll tell you, we're inseparable, how could I believe their words!" Counting to three, she thought to herself, "One, two, three, you'll definitely get up..."

Before she could finish counting, Yu'er sat up with a smile, hugged Ao Jun, and said in a coquettish voice, "I'm not angry, I was just playing with you!"

Ao Jun affectionately flicked her nose and laughed, "You little rascal, you're so funny. I won't hold it against you since we're having such a good time today."

"Hehe... I knew Brother Mo Jun was the best! Brother Mo Jun, you still haven't told me what it is? Yu'er wants to be happy too." Yu'er chuckled and urged.

"Good... Tonight, I met a very important person. If it weren't for that person, I wouldn't have been able to ensure the safe withdrawal of the entire Longxuan army from that strange formation in the last battle." Ao Jun smiled smugly, his hand slowly reaching towards his chest, as if there was something important there.

"What kind of strange formation?" Yu'er asked curiously. Taking this opportunity, she wanted to find out how much Mo Jun knew about the Heavenly Stems and Eight Trigrams Formation. As for that important person, she also needed to find out more about him.

“This…” Ao Jun scratched his head, blushed, and said embarrassedly, “Actually, I don’t know what kind of formation it is. I don’t understand it at all. It was that person who said he would help me establish my authority in the army.”

"Is Brother Mo Jun very familiar with that person? Why would that person help you like this?" Yu'er asked again, like a curious child.

"We're not that close. That's how the world is. As long as there's mutual benefit, even strangers can become friends. He helped me because it would benefit him." Ao Jun explained patiently, like a teacher resolving doubts.

"What are the benefits?"

“Except for the people he hates the most, the people he can’t stand the most,” Ao Jun suddenly said with a murderous look on his face.

"Who is it? Is it the prince?" Yu'er had unknowingly fallen into a trap.

"Heh... The Prince is the person he hates most, but right now, the person he most wants to kill isn't the Prince, but Sheng Chi." Ao Jun narrowed his eyes, speaking inscrutably. Finally, we've gotten to the point. Let's see if you're still not hooked.

"Saint Chi?" Upon hearing this name, Yu'er's voice involuntarily rose. That person wanted to kill her master?

"Hehe... Yu'er probably doesn't know who Sheng Chi is, right?" Ao Jun watched with interest as Yu'er's face changed instantly upon hearing the name Sheng Chi, while leisurely lying down on the bed.

"Who is Sheng Chi? Brother Mo Jun, tell Yu'er quickly!" Yu'er asked sweetly, pulling on Ao Jun's arm.

As expected of someone sent by Saint Chi, you reacted so quickly. Since you're in such a hurry to enter the trap, I, Ling Aojun, have no reason not to let you in!

"This Saint Chi is the sect leader of the Saint Immortal Sect of my Dragon Xuan Dynasty. He's ambitious, and as a member of Dragon Xuan, he went to aid the Cang Liao Kingdom. There's nothing wrong with that; everyone has their own ambitions! The problem is that he's too arrogant, completely disregarding that person and daring to conceal things from him. How could that person tolerate him? But it's not time for that person to turn against Saint Chi yet, so he's using me to give Saint Chi a warning. Once Saint Chi is no longer of use, it won't be too late to kill him!" Ao Jun said with an air of seriousness. It seems that after being in a treacherous environment for so long, even someone like her who can't lie has become adept at making up stories, which are now flawless and indistinguishable from the truth.

"Who is that person?" Yu'er asked coldly, her shy demeanor completely gone, as if she were being interrogated.

Ao Jun didn't care and smiled, saying, "This person... is a secret." He deliberately dragged out the last syllable, making Yu'er's heart race. When it reached its peak, he uttered just two words, "secret," which made Yu'er so angry that she really wanted to kill the person in front of her.

Realizing she had inadvertently revealed her murderous intent, Yu'er hurriedly looked at Ao Jun, only to find her completely oblivious. She was relieved; after all, a weak scholar with no martial arts skills like herself wouldn't have such a sharp reflex. She had been unnecessarily nervous.

No, I must find out who this person is today! Yu'er climbed all over Ao Jun, swaying her hips and rubbing against him, saying in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Brother Mo Jun, please tell Yu'er! Yu'er really wants to know, Brother Mo Jun..."

The play had reached its end. Ao Jun hugged Yu'er, but said weakly, "Yu'er, be good, I'm really too tired today. Brother Mo Jun is very sleepy now, let's talk about it tomorrow!" After saying that, he closed his eyes, and his breathing became more and more even, just like someone who had fallen asleep from exhaustion. Saying too much makes people disbelieve, but saying half and leaving half is the most believable and thought-provoking, especially when it comes to thinking about it from one's own perspective. Ao Jun understood this point; the high wisdom of the 21st century was not to be underestimated.

"Brother Mo Jun, don't sleep! Get up!" Yu'er shouted, trying to pull Ao Jun up. How could she explain to her master if she didn't find out who that person was?

But Ao Jun was like a dead pig; no matter how Yu'er shouted or yelled, she didn't react at all, almost like a corpse.

"Hmph, sleeping so much, you're like a pig." Finally, Yu'er gave up, sitting down next to Ao Jun with a slight pant and saying disdainfully.

Looking at her sleeping face, Yu'er felt a surge of murderous intent: How could someone like her deserve that person's attention? Why did she do so much to make everyone hate Mo Jun, yet she couldn't make that person hate her, couldn't make that person shift their affectionate gaze from Mo Jun to her? What did she lack compared to Mo Jun? Besides, she was a real woman, while Mo Jun was a philandering lecher. Why would the dignified 'God of War' like men?

She never understood why Mo Jun, who was so handsome, was so repulsive, so hateful, and so eager to get rid of her. It wasn't until she saw Ouyang Jinxuan looking at Mo Jun with eyes full of affection, helplessness, pain, and struggle when Mo Jun wasn't looking that she realized the reason. It was Ouyang Jinxuan's care for Mo Jun that made her jealous and angry. Ouyang Jinxuan should have been hers. Three years ago, she had fallen deeply in love with him when she accidentally saw his imposing figure. But he was captivated by Mo Jun, who looked neither male nor female. How could she not hate him?

As long as Mo Jun is killed, Ouyang Jinxuan will be hers, and his deep affection will only belong to her. As soon as this thought appeared, her eyes were filled with resentful killing intent as she looked at Ao Jun. She wished she could tear the sleeping man to pieces. She quickly raised her right palm and struck Ao Jun's forehead.

Just as she was about to strike a vital point, Saint Chi's sinister words flashed into her mind: "Anyone who acts on their own initiative will be made to wish they were dead."

Since her master hadn't ordered her to kill Mo Jun, she couldn't act on her own; otherwise, the consequences would be far beyond what she could bear. Mo Jun was lucky.

Yu'er had no choice but to put her hand down hard, but out of the corner of her eye she noticed that Ao Jun's hand had been there the whole time, especially when she mentioned the person she was talking about, she would unconsciously press her chest. Could there be something in her chest, and that thing was related to that person?

Gently remove Ao Jun's hand and carefully take the thing out of Ao Jun's arms.

Upon seeing the object, Yu'er was startled. It was a wolf-shaped jade pendant, a wolf totem possessed only by the Cangliao royal family. How could Mo Jun, as the strategist of the Longxuan Dynasty, an enemy of Cangliao, have such a thing? Could it be that the person she was talking about was a member of the Cangliao royal family, and this object was given to her by that person? It seems she must report to her master immediately; her master must know whose jade pendant it is.

Although Mo Jun was sleeping like a corpse, there was no guarantee that she wouldn't suddenly wake up. To be on the safe side, Yu'er took out a sleeping incense from her bosom and blew it at Ao Jun, causing Ao Jun to fall into a coma. Then she got up, took the jade pendant, and flew out of the tent.

As soon as Yu'er left, Ao Jun, who should have been fast asleep, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up abruptly, showing no signs of sleepiness whatsoever.

"Trying to use your beauty to seduce me? Heh... I'm sorry, I'm a genuine woman, and I don't have any GL (lesbian) fetishes. Saint Chi, let's see if your beauty trap is more effective, or my counter-espionage plan. Let's see who falls for whose trap." Ao Jun sneered to herself. Yelü Ying had really done her a big favor. Saint Chi would definitely recognize that jade pendant. Next, they would have to find the Cang Liao spy hidden in the army.

"Mmm...ah...mmm...ah...mmm..." The sounds of a woman's pleasure and a man's panting came from the luxurious bed. The bed shook constantly, but the 'battle' was still going on.

After their lovemaking, the woman lay limply on the man's broad chest, while the man, wearing an iron mask, stared blankly at her.

After a long while, the man pushed the woman off him, and his cold voice finally said, "Is what you said true?"