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Author: Fragrance is all over the world

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In the open space in the backyard of the General's Mansion, a handful of birdseed was casually sprinkled on May Day.

Flocks of pigeons competed for food, and the "cooing" sounds of birds echoed all around.

This is a group of homing pigeons, which were initially raised by Liu Shen. Later, Liu Shen taught Wu Yi the art of raising pigeons.

Wu Yi was willing to work hard, and his skill in raising pigeons was actually better than that of Liu Shen.

Now, Liu Shen is gradually leaving the important matters at hand to May Day.

Not long after, a pigeon flew from a distance, flapped its wings and stopped on the high wall of the General's Mansion.

When Wu Yi took a look, he recognized that it was his homing pigeon, so he whistled skillfully, and the pigeon flew into his hand obediently.

Taking off the letterhead from the pigeon's feet, Wu Yi touched the pigeon's soft feathers and threw a handful of bird food to it, "Go ahead."

At this time, Pei Mo and Murong Qing were staying in the study, one reading and the other doing official business. The two did not talk, but they looked up at each other with understanding from time to time, inadvertently adding a touch of warmth to the atmosphere in the room.

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"General, there's news!" Wuyi said outside the door.

Murong Qing stopped turning the pages of the book, and Pei Mo's hand holding the pen paused. The two looked at each other and said, "Come in."

Wu Yi pushed open the door and entered, placing the letter on the desk, "General, take a look."

Pei Mo opened the letter and it read: The imperial concubine is returning to Beijing quickly with the imperial order in hand.

Seeing this, Murong Qing smiled knowingly, it seemed that their method worked.

After reading the letter, Pei Mo burned it and said, "Bring me the map."

Wuyi spread out the map and asked, "What instructions does the general have?"

Pei Mo looked at the map and pointed at the two places where the imperial mausoleum and the imperial palace were located.

"The team returning to the palace can only take the official road and cannot take shortcuts. Therefore, if the team moves forward at full speed, it will take at least a day and a half for the imperial concubine to return to the palace. In other words, the imperial concubine should be able to arrive in the capital after noon tomorrow."

Murong Qing sighed, "One and a half days, why does it feel so long? I can't wait any longer."

Pei Mo looked at her and chuckled, "It's taken me a long time to get over it. I'm not in a hurry for this moment."

Murong Qing nodded, "It makes sense."

After saying that, she put her hand into Pei Mo's palm where Wu Yi couldn't see it, and scratched it gently.

It sounds lighthearted, but Murong Qing knew how painful the suffering was, and the burning feeling of regret that scratched his heart and lungs would penetrate deep into his bones.

Did Pei Mo spend the first half of his life like this before he met her?

Murong Qing thought.

Pei Mo felt the warmth coming from his palm and smiled helplessly.

"You see, on the way back to the palace, we have to pass through a mountain. The terrain of that mountain is steep. If someone ambush here, wouldn't it mean that one man will guard the gate and ten thousand people will not be able to open it?"

Wuyi understood and asked, "Should we send some people to secretly escort the imperial concubine back to the palace?"

Pei Mo was very satisfied with the one-point access on May Day, "Yes, it's best to send more people to divide this road into three sections. The people sent before can escort to the second section, and the second section will go to the capital."

We need more manpower here, so it’s best to go to this mountain first to see if there’s anyone ambushing us.”

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Pei Mo nodded, "Go down and make arrangements."

Looking at Wu Yi leaving, Murong Qing suddenly pursed his lips, "Wu Yi has become the general's right-hand man, don't you need me anymore?"

Pei Mo laughed dumbly, how could he not understand what she meant?

So he sniffed and asked, "What does this smell like?"

His question was wrong. Murong Qing puffed up his cheeks and said dissatisfiedly, "What's the point? You haven't answered my question yet."

Pei Mo looked serious, "It's true, you can smell it!"

Murong Qing was surprised. Seeing his serious look, she simply sniffed, but she didn't smell anything. She said with confusion on her face, "There is still no smell!"

Pei Mo couldn't help laughing, "It smells like a vinegar jar being overturned."

"Ah?" Murong Qing realized later and said dumbfounded, "The general is teasing me!"

"Isn't it? Madam, how could she be so petty that she would even be jealous of a man?"

Pei Mo smiled.

Murong Qing took out his hand, picked up the bamboo slip and knocked it gently on Pei Mo's arm, "Who is jealous of May Day?"

"Ah!" Pei Mo crossed his arms with a painful expression, "It hurts for my husband!"

This frightened Murong Qing to the point of trembling. In the past few days, Pei Mo had been staying at the martial arts field in the suburbs of Beijing. Sometimes he would practice with the new recruits with real swords and guns. The sword didn't have eyes, so who knew if he was injured?

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She dropped the bamboo slips and said guiltily, "General, are you okay?"

Pei Mo sat down and covered his arm, "Madam, please help me see if the wound is open."

"Okay." Murong Qing stepped forward and knelt down, with distress in his eyes.

She carefully rolled up Pei Mo's sleeves, but she didn't notice the heat in Pei Mo's eyes.

Using his eyes as his hand, Pei Mo traced the face in front of him that made him dream.

The sleeves were almost turned up to her shoulders, and Murong Qing didn't find any wounds. She suddenly realized, "Pei Mo! You're teasing me again!"

The next second, Murong Qing's mouth that was still about to speak was blocked by slightly cold lips.

Pei Mo held her soft hand with one hand and clasped the back of her head with the other, making Murong Qing unable to escape.

The man's hot breath blew on Murong Qing's face, and she was stunned. Pei Mo's face was so close in front of her eyes that she could see his distinct eyelashes.

"Close your eyes."

Pei Mo's lips separated briefly and then connected again.

By some strange coincidence, Murong Qing closed her eyes, and the two of them shared this deep kiss.

Sunlight shines through the window, and dust particles fly in the light. The silhouette of the two of them looks like swans crossing their necks by the lake.

At this time, Fang Anren entered the general's mansion through the back door with two bottles of wine that he had finally bought, and learned from his servants that Pei Mo was in the study.

He was about to take a detour to the front door of the study, and happened to pass by the window at the back of the study. Fang Anren glanced at it, but was stunned.

He looked at the two people who were kissing each other so hard that they were so angry that they looked ferocious. He looked at the wine in his hand and suddenly felt that Pei Mo didn't deserve to drink it.

He sent a message to his brother all night, supervised his cronies to pretend to be ghosts and scare the imperial concubine, and after receiving the news, he returned to Beijing in the morning light.

He didn't sleep a wink all night!

I thought about buying a bottle of wine to celebrate, but ended up showing him this?

Having a daughter-in-law and forgetting about brothers, it’s okay for Brother Pei to be like this!

Fang Anren left expressionlessly, he was going to Mingyue Tower!

Look at the servant at the back door of the General's Mansion scratching the back of his head. What's going on?

Didn't General Xiao Fang just come here? Why is he leaving now? He hasn't put down his drink yet and looks expressionless.

At this moment, the same news came into the palace.

"Crack——"

The lotus cup was smashed to pieces in anger, and the bronze mirror reflected an angry face.

"What are you talking about! This bitch Lin Rongyan is going back to the palace?"
Chapter completed!