Eyes Charming

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"Hmm." Jin Xuan simply nodded, turned around, and leaped onto his horse. His nimble and handsome movements made all the young girls in the city swoon. Jin Xuan knew in his heart that what could be more important to his elder brother than welcoming him here? It could only be something related to Yu Qing. Looking at Xiao Qi Yuan's expression, he was even more certain. It seemed that Yu Qing had done something to give his elder brother a headache again.

Jin Xuan turned his horse around and ordered the three armies to camp outside the city. He then turned his horse back again, intending to return to his residence. Liu Jingming, who had been glancing behind him from the beginning with a look of wanting to say something but holding back, finally couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, where is Military Advisor Mo? I haven't seen him."

Although he genuinely wanted to meet the world-renowned Young Master Mo, she would definitely be attending the banquet tonight, and he could see her then, so there was no need to rush. However, the problem was that his most beloved youngest daughter was the one who was eager to see the legendary strategist Mo. Ever since she heard about Young Master Mo's legendary deeds, she had secretly fallen for him. Today, she had specifically asked him to bring her out so that she could see him in person. But all she saw were familiar generals, and she didn't see the legendary Young Master Mo at all!

Liu Jingming's question undoubtedly raised the question that everyone had wanted to ask but dared not. Now, whether officials or ordinary people, everyone turned to look at Jinxuan and began to discuss it.

"Yes! Where is Young Master Mo?" asked Official A.

"I've been paying attention from the beginning, why hasn't Young Master Mo appeared?" Official B received the message.

"You know Young Master Mo? Otherwise, how do you know he didn't show up?" Official C asked dumbly.

Officials A and B both rolled their eyes at the man: "You really are stupid. Everyone knows that Young Master Mo is incomparably handsome, more beautiful than a woman. He is dressed in white, like an immortal, and he looks like a scholar. Look around, is there anyone here who is a handsome scholar dressed in white?"

Official C exclaimed "Oh!" as if suddenly realizing something, and then resumed the discussion with the others...

Officials were in an uproar, while the common people were in an uproar, chattering and shouting at the top of their lungs.

"We, the old folks, have been waiting here for ages, hoping to catch a glimpse of Young Master Mo and propose marriage for our daughter. It's so pitiful that our daughter is lovesick for him," said the poor fellow.

"Your daughter? With looks like that, how could Young Master Mo possibly be interested? Unlike my little girl, who is a renowned beauty far and wide, she and Young Master Mo are a match made in heaven!" Commoner B said disdainfully to Commoner A. He too had come to wait for the world-famous strategist Mo for his daughter.

"What? Do you think Young Master Mo is such a shallow person? The most important thing when choosing a wife is virtue. Look at my daughter, she's strong and capable, and she's good in the kitchen. Most importantly, she looks like a woman who will bring good fortune to her husband and have many children. She'll definitely be able to give Young Master Mo two children in three years. Unlike your little girl, she's as thin as a bamboo pole, with no flesh on her bones. How can she possibly have children?" the commoner A retorted.

"Who are you calling infertile? My little girl is so fertile!" Upon hearing what Commoner A said, Commoner B became furious and pointed at Commoner A, about to start cursing.

A seemingly refined middle-aged man standing nearby stepped forward to mediate, saying, "Calm down, both of you. Young Master Mo is a man of exceptional talent and vision; he wouldn't be so easily impressed by ordinary people." His intention was simply to persuade the two to stop arguing, but perhaps because he wasn't good with words, his words drew angry glares from two of the crowd.

"You motherfucker! What do you mean by saying that?" Citizen A shoved the man and shouted angrily.

"What do you mean, 'A nobody wouldn't just look at you'? You're asking for it!" The second citizen also made a move to hit the middle-aged man.

Suddenly, the two civilians, A and B, who were about to start a fight, turned their spears on the middle-aged man. The people on the sidelines were also in chaos. If it weren't for the soldiers stopping them, the entire city's population would probably have gone into chaos.

Jin Xuan could see this scene and hear the discussions of the crowd. A surge of anger rose in his heart, as if his most cherished possession was being coveted by others. However, his expression remained unchanged, still cold. He said to Liu Jingming, "The journey has been arduous, and the strategist has caught a cold. He should not be exposed to the wind." He also said this to everyone.

Liu Jingming consciously looked up at the restaurant next door, shook his head in disappointment, and the open window on the restaurant was suddenly closed. Liu Jingming knew that his daughter must be very sad. He turned his head and looked at the carriage behind Prince Jin. Young Master Mo was in that carriage.

Everyone who had been eagerly anticipating meeting Young Master Mo was immediately disappointed. This was an excellent opportunity, and if they didn't see him this time, it would be even harder to see him again. Xiao Qiyuan was also somewhat disappointed. He also wanted to meet this extraordinary strategist, not only because of her legendary story, but also because his daughter, Yuqing, had been constantly mentioning "Young Master Mo" ever since she heard about her deeds, causing the Emperor to be constantly sullen and jealous over someone he had never even met... He really wanted to see what Young Master Mo, whom his proud daughter admired so much, looked like, but it seemed he wouldn't be able to see him now and would have to wait until evening.

When General Wei Ziqi and the others saw the disappointed expressions on everyone's faces after hearing the prince's words, their gazes turned to the carriage behind them, and their expressions became strange, as if they were holding something back. Zhao Zhiyang, in particular, had his face alternating between red and white...

Wei Ziqi was somewhat better off, maintaining his gentle smile, but the other generals' smiles were much deeper. If it weren't for the situation, where they couldn't afford to lose face for the prince, some would probably have already laughed themselves off their horses. In truth, their strategist wasn't suffering from a cold; she was clearly afraid her stunning beauty would cause a huge uproar, so she deliberately had her ride in a carriage to hide her. Looking at the dense crowd before them, the generals, while suppressing their laughter, couldn't help but admire the prince's brilliant decision. If the strategist had actually appeared before everyone, even mobilizing all their forces wouldn't have been enough to stop the masses; the strategist would have been devoured!

Actually, when they first broke camp and left the capital, the strategist was on horseback. It was surprising how skilled he was at riding; he looked so dashing on horseback! But as soon as they reached the town, disaster struck. The reputation of the world's greatest strategist had already deeply captivated all the women, and upon seeing his ethereal figure, they immediately forgot all about the traditional virtues of obedience and female modesty. The moment they saw him, everyone went berserk, rushing forward recklessly. Whether they were ladies from noble families, young women from humble backgrounds, or even older women, every woman desperately tried to reach the strategist's side, handing him her handkerchiefs and brocade pouches! ...They stuffed everything into the strategist's hands, while constantly winking and shouting "Young Master Mo," not afraid of being trampled to death by the horses' hooves. The most outrageous thing was that a man even squeezed next to the strategist with a shy look on his face, stuffing the jade pendant and other things in his arms into the strategist's hands, and staring straight at the strategist with a blush on his face.

Even the prince, accustomed to grand occasions, and his companions were completely stunned. They had expected the strategist to be at a loss, but instead, from the moment the crowd erupted, she reined in her horse, sitting upright without reacting. She allowed the women to stuff so-called tokens into her arms, coldly watching the crowd. As more and more items were placed into her arms, and especially as more and more men pushed their way in, some even taking the opportunity to touch her hand, the prince and the others were seething with rage, wishing they could chop off those hands. The strategist didn't retaliate, but her expression grew increasingly cold, emanating an aura even colder than the prince's, causing them to shiver deeply and avoid even looking at her. But perhaps the power of love was particularly strong, for this chilling aura had no effect on those people, and they continued to rush forward.

As the crowd grew larger, the prince ordered his soldiers to separate everyone, preventing them from touching even a corner of the strategist's clothes. When the strategist finally escaped the clutches of those people, he looked so disheveled that they burst into laughter. However, a sharp look from the strategist forced them to suppress their laughter. When the strategist got angry, he was even more terrifying than the prince!

After this incident, everyone started discussing the situation. They were only in a small town, and things had already spiraled out of control. If they reached the capital, the scene would be unimaginable. Forget about returning to the capital; in the current situation, the army was practically immobilized. Who knew when they would be able to return? Finally, the prince decided to stop having the strategist ride a horse. He ordered the city guard to bring a carriage, and the strategist was to remain inside for the entire journey, never showing himself in the presence of others. The strategist agreed without a word. However, after traveling only a short distance, the strategist asked if he could travel without the carriage. Everyone was puzzled but didn't ask. And after the prince forbade it, the strategist remained silent. And so, they returned to the capital 'safely'.

Just as the generals were reminiscing about their arduous journey, the prince was talking to Prime Minister Xiao and Lord Liu. Prime Minister Xiao said to the prince, "In that case, Your Highness and Military Advisor Mo should return to the palace to rest." He then gestured for the officials to make way and respectfully escort the prince back to his residence.

Jin Xuan nodded, waved his hand, and the group marched into the city gate towards the Jin Prince's Mansion. Although they couldn't see Young Master Mo, the prospect of seeing the legendary 'Cold-Faced War God', Prince Jin, still thrilled all the people, who waved and shouted, "Long live the Prince! Long live the Prince!"

Jin Xuan rode his tall horse expressionlessly, as if all the commotion was irrelevant to him. Meanwhile, what about Ao Jun, who had almost caused another uproar? Inside the simple carriage, the protagonist of the much-discussed conversation was oblivious to the world around him, focused solely on a long, lazy nap.

When Jinxuan first asked her to ride in the carriage, she initially found it quite novel, having never ridden in one before. However, after traveling for a short distance, she regretted it. The carriage was extremely uncomfortable, swaying and rocking so much she almost vomited. The cold wind blowing into the carriage made it freezing, and she finally couldn't stand it anymore, asking to ride a horse again. But Jinxuan coldly refused. Knowing he was angry, she didn't say anything more, deciding to just bear it. Then, Jinxuan ordered someone to bring a heater, and the carriage quickly became warm. She knew Jinxuan knew she was afraid of the cold and had prepared a heater in the carriage, which warmed her heart. Warm in both body and soul, she couldn't resist falling asleep again, spending almost the entire journey sleeping in the warm carriage. And now, even after arriving in the capital, she was still asleep, completely unaware of the commotion outside. It was truly admirable how she managed to stay asleep.

Finally back in Longxuan Kyoto, Aojun's famous military career has come to an end. Now, let's see what exciting things she does in Kyoto. How will she meet Xue? How will her relationship with Jinxuan develop? And a third male lead will also appear!

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The Battlefield Arc has concluded! Please stay tuned for the next installment—the Kyoto Arc!

The Strategist Princess Chapter 53: First Visit to Prince Jin's Residence! Playing Basketball!

As soon as Jin Xuan and his party arrived at the Prince's residence, the head steward of the Prince's residence quickly went to greet them and respectfully said to Jin Xuan, "Welcome back to the residence, Your Highness." As he spoke, his eyes were moist. Every time the Prince went on a campaign, it would take a long time. Like this time, he was gone for more than a year. He had been worried about him the whole time. If it weren't for the Prince back then, he would have been beheaded by now. The Prince was not only his master but also the person he admired the most.

"Hmm." Jinxuan nodded to the steward, dismounted, turned and walked towards the carriage behind him. He said softly to the carriage, "My lord, we have arrived."

The steward, filled with doubt, followed. Who was in the carriage? The Prince always had a cold, unsmiling demeanor, treating everyone the same, except for Miss Xiao, the current Empress. During Miss Xiao's stay in the manor, the Prince was always cheerful, a smile constantly on his face. The people in the manor couldn't believe this was the same Prince who rarely smiled, yet they were happy that he had finally found his beloved. The Prince was deeply in love with her, and everyone thought Miss Xiao would become the Princess Consort of Jin. They all loved her as their mistress, but unexpectedly, Miss Xiao ultimately chose the Emperor. From then on, the Prince's heart closed again, and he returned to his former state of inscrutable composure. Everyone believed that the Prince would never love another woman in his life.

And now he saw the same gentle way the prince treated Miss Xiao, no, the empress, back then. Could it be... could the woman in the carriage be the one the prince met on his campaign? If that's the case, that's wonderful! Their Prince Jin has finally come to his senses. The Prince Jin's mansion won't have to worry about not having a Princess Jin!

Overjoyed, the steward hurried forward, eager to see who this woman was who could capture his prince's heart once more. His brisk, energetic steps were nothing like those of a man over fifty.

Seeing no response from inside the car, Jinxuan raised his voice slightly and called out again, "Jun, Jun, we've arrived."

After Jinxuan called for a while, Dai Aojun finally opened her eyes groggily. When she saw it was Jinxuan, she smiled slightly and said in a hoarse voice, "Jinxuan."

Her voice, low and alluring, came from just waking up, making everyone's heart tremble. Jin Xuan felt as if thousands of ants were gnawing at his heart, sending shivers down his spine.

"We're here, come down!" Jinxuan quickly said, trying to divert attention.

"We're here? So fast?" Ao Jun suddenly became much more alert and slowly crawled out of the car.

The butler, who had been eagerly waiting outside the car to see their future princess, was completely stunned when Ao Jun stepped out. Good heavens! Could there really be someone so beautiful? 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 to draw one in without warning. Below her straight nose were pale pink lips, as delicate as rose petals. Her fair skin was like a freshly peeled egg, and her casually tied hair danced freely in the wind. So beautiful! Especially her sleepy look made her appear even more enchanting, otherworldly, like a fairy who had wandered into the mortal realm. And her deep, melodious voice was incredibly pleasant to hear. Although she was dressed in men's clothing, it didn't detract from her beauty at all; instead, it accentuated her heroic spirit. She looked both male and female; if you said she was a man, no one would doubt it. Their future princess is absolutely gorgeous! And she even looks a bit like the empress; no wonder the prince dotes on her so much. At this point, the steward had already prejudged the person in the carriage as their prince's new love, and naturally assumed that Ao Jun was a woman disguised as a man.

As soon as Ao Jun appeared, all the servants, maids, and guards of the Prince's Mansion gasped in unison, staring intently at her. Many of them even had some unidentified liquid dripping from their mouths.

Seeing everyone's lustful expressions towards Ao Jun, Jin Xuan's face darkened. He pulled Ao Jun to his side, gave a cold snort, and immediately exuded a chilling aura that made everyone shiver. Everyone froze, instantly sobered up, blushed, and lowered their heads, no longer daring to look at Ao Jun.

The steward witnessed all of this and was overjoyed. The prince's possessiveness was truly strong! He wouldn't even let anyone else glance at the 'Princess Consort,' haha… It seems this fairy is destined for the position of Princess Consort…

Seeing that everyone had lowered their heads, Jinxuan turned around with satisfaction and called out to his old steward, "Uncle Zhu."