Yan Ling brought people to his tent.

Neat and tidy, nothing superfluous.

Bai Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.

After all, Yan Ling gave people the impression that he was the kind of boy who "makes his own room a mess". In addition, the other party looked shy before welcoming him in, which made Bai Mu think a lot.

As a result...it was really surprising to see how clean it was when I came in.

It seemed that Yan Ling relaxed a lot because he was in his own territory, and introduced him a little bit——

In fact, there is nothing to introduce. There is a table, a long bow hanging on the wall, a few clothes, and armor piled in the corner of the tent...

…and then there’s the bed.

Speaking of this, Yan Ling's face turned red again after finally regaining her true self.

Yan Ling originally planned to say, "Let's squeeze in," but when she saw that pretty face, she couldn't say the words immediately.

He also knew some things in the army, and he didn't have any evil intentions, but sharing a bed with others like this made him feel... dirty and innocent...

"Innocent"...

Yan Ling glanced sideways again, and for some reason, her eyes fell on the delicate white neck.

Going down further and circling along the collar, a little doubt emerged in my mind: Is he... also so white?

Yan Ling's whole body was on fire when she realized what she was thinking.

——Don’t, don’t think nonsense!!

But the more he restrained himself, the more he couldn't help but let his thoughts fly. All kinds of pictures flashed through his mind, a mix of true and false...

Even the erotic pictures I saw accidentally slipped through my mind.

But the face inside was replaced by...

My nose feels hot and something drips down.

Bai Mu took a step forward in shock and reached out.

Yan Ling backed away continuously, avoiding Bai Mu with a look of horror on his face, as if Bai Mu suddenly turned into some savage beast.

Bai Mu:?

Although he was confused, he still said, "You..."

Just as he said this word, the other party jumped away suddenly and hurriedly said, "I'm going to find big brother!"

Then he ran away as if his butt was on fire.

Bai Mu:......

Brother, you have a nosebleed.

He didn't even dare to imagine how much of a sensation this man would cause if he ran out with blood on his face.

...Did Yan Xiao think he had beaten someone?

Inside the tent, Mo Yan had already begun to tidy up, laying out blankets and placing incense burners...

Bai Mu held him down, shook his head and said, "There's no rush."

Mo Yan said plausibly, "Master, don't look at it. It's still early. It's already dark after a little busy work. We all plan to stay here now. We can't just make do with it like before..."

Bai Mu shook his head, "We don't live here."

Mo Yan said "Huh?", puzzled, "But the young master just said..."

He paused, as if he "understood" his master's concerns.

His tone suddenly became filled with sadness, but he still managed to cheer up and comforted him: "Master, Mo Yan knows that you have never suffered this injustice..."

"Don't say it's you. Even though I'm young, since I came to serve you, I've never had to live in a room with others..."

"It's so hard here, and there are even pieces of wood on the table... What kind of scraps are these materials? Even the rough guys in our house can't use them..."

As Mo Yan spoke, he wiped away tears.

Bai Mu: "..."

No, why is this still aggrieved?

Over there, Mo Yan choked with sobs for a long time, and finally came to his senses, and advised: "Master... please be patient, we who live under someone else's roof... will always have to suffer..."

"...If you really don't like sharing a room with others, then treat that person as a night watchman..."

"..."

Bai Mu was speechless for a while, and finally figured out the logic from his confusing narrative. He handed over a handkerchief and said, "Wipe it first..."

Mo Yan took it flattered.

Bai Mu then explained, "I don't mean to dislike it."

Mo Yan sobbed and nodded slowly, with a look of "Don't tell me, I understand."

Bai Mu:......

No, you don't understand.

Yanling's tent is almost in the center of the entire camp. Although I don't know where the main tent is, it should not be far away.

The two of them had "people from the imperial court" clearly stamped on their foreheads. It was strange that Yan Xiao allowed them to live here.

…

Sure enough, after the two of them stayed for a while, a scribe came in. Unlike those soldiers who were almost wary, this scribe had a very calm attitude. After apologizing, he quickly arranged a new residence for the two of them.

There was a single tent, as expected, at the very edge of the camp.

He further explained some of the rules in the camp in detail, "Beat the drums at the fifth watch, and each camp will get up in the morning..."

"...We should count the number of people...go out to the camp to purchase..."

"If you two need it, you can give orders to the soldiers one day in advance..."

"..."

"After the Chinese army beats the drums, put out the fires and lights... If you two have no other matters, please don't go out..."

"..."

After being treated coldly for a whole day, the actions of the scholar surnamed Lin severely affected Mo Yan's favorability. When he sent people out, his title had already changed to "Mr. Lin".

Bai Mu couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this: Silly boy...it's this kind of person who is scary.

I sold you and asked you to count the money yourself...

Lin Xunyi returned to the main account.

Yan Xiao was holding a small flag and standing in front of the sand table thinking about something.

When someone opens the curtain and comes in, he puts the flag in his hand and asks, "How is it?"

Lin Xunyi shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It's not leaking."

Yan Xiao was not surprised either. He would be suspicious if he found out the depth so quickly.

"Not urgent……"

He turned sideways, his eyes fell on the map beside him, his fingers brushed along the black lines, and finally stopped at the black spot in the capital, and smiled softly, "It's not us who are in a hurry."

…

Bai Mu was actually not in a hurry.

If he were a confidant of the little emperor, he would certainly be uneasy if he was in the "enemy camp" right now.

But he is going to rebel...

What should he be nervous about in his future employer's territory?

Relax, just like your own home...

——This is how he comforted Mo Yan, but it had little effect.

The boy looked sad every day, as if Bai Mu had suffered some great injustice. His eyelids were swollen every now and then, so he must have secretly cried at night.

Bai Mu was actually quite happy. If it weren't for the limitations of his character, he would have wanted to look up to the sky and laugh three times to show his joy.

Being far away from that little bastard in the capital, I don't have to rack my brains to play tricks with others, and I don't have to think about how to tangle with those old foxes in the capital.

The sky was really blue and the water was clear...

Although his living conditions were limited, this was simply the most comfortable period of time for him in this world. In just half a month, he had gained several kilograms of weight.

Bai Mu touched his soft belly and felt that he could not sink like this.

You know, a fat man weighing more than 200 pounds cannot support the character of "Zhilan Yushu"!

——It's time for him to exercise.

Just as he was thinking about it, wisps of aroma came in through his nose. Bai Mu followed the smell and saw Mo Yan holding a cattail leaf fan by the campfire. There was a small iron pot on top, which was bubbling.
To be continued...