Film and Television Variety Show: The Jade Girl's Love Affair

As for who I am, I will be the one you dream of.

You'll dream about me tonight, but don't think about me too much.

After saying this, Tang Yu chuckled and then secretly left with the people around him and the crew members.

Song Mo was left alone in the same spot.

Before he fainted, he was filled with mixed feelings, a mixture of surprise, confusion, excitement and a strange sense of loss.

Finally, the scene before him became blurry, and he slowly collapsed to the ground.

“Miss, we have just found out the identity of that young general. He is Song Mo, the nephew of the Duke of Dingguo and the heir of the Duke of Yingguo.”

A noble family? No wonder he was a military general in this life.

The Duke of Dingguo had been leading his army to suppress pirates in Futing, while Song Mo was fighting alongside her uncle. No wonder the investigation turned to her.

These days, most of the sailors are locals from Futing, and some of the pirates are also locals from Futing. Of course, there are also many people from Dongyu who collude with each other.

So it's not surprising that the pirates and their crew members were from the same village.

It's quite common for brothers in a family to be involved in different activities: some become pirates, some become soldiers fighting against pirates, and some become regular sailors.

Tang Yujian's crew members were in this situation.

His family had members who were pirates, and he himself wasn't exactly clean either; after all, a sailor always needs someone to guide and teach him.

So even if they want to go ashore and clear their names now, they are still suspected of colluding with pirates.

“Miss Yuan, we brothers really don’t want to live this life of licking blood off the edge anymore. Besides, we don’t want to earn that kind of money that’s so unscrupulous. We really have no connection with those people from Dongyu!”

Once back in a safe place, after bringing the boatmen out for questioning, the leader of the group stepped forward and spoke up.

“Maritime trade has been fraught with danger from the very beginning. If you are people who can’t even lift a knife, you simply cannot survive at sea. So being ruthless is not a bad thing.”

Let's not dwell on the past. Since you're willing to pledge your allegiance to me, tell me the secrets of Dongyu that you know.

After all, we've been caught red-handed by the Duke of Dingguo's army today. If we proactively offer up some military secrets of the Dongyu people, we can help the Duke of Dingguo's army wipe out the Dongyu pirates.

Maritime trade will be safer in the future, wouldn't that be wonderful?

After Tang Yu finished speaking, the brothers exchanged glances, and finally, they made up their minds to speak.

After all, Tang Yu had demonstrated his strength today, managing to escape unscathed even when surrounded like that.

This is truly a force to which one can pledge allegiance and submit.

Meanwhile, a short while after Tang Yu and his group left, Song Mo and all his soldiers woke up.

"Young Marshal, is this the witchcraft practiced in the Sichuan area? It seemed like everything around us turned pink, and we all fainted. Could we have been poisoned? Should we call a doctor right away?"

Song Mo's personal guard, Lu Ming, spoke up. His eyes were wide open, filled with fear and astonishment, and he kept talking like a machine gun.

"You're right, we really need to get the brothers to see a doctor and get checked out!"

They were all veterans of battle, always fighting with deadly force, winning through brute strength and wisdom.

No one had ever experienced such a bizarre situation before, and they had absolutely no idea what to do.

However, Song Mo had a gut feeling that the woman wouldn't hurt him.

Even so, the soldiers were frightened today.

Just in case of any unforeseen circumstances, it was necessary to check their physical condition, so the group returned to the military camp for a medical examination.

The incident didn't completely subside until nightfall.

Song Mo originally wanted to talk to his uncle Jiang Meisun about things in Sichuan, but Jiang Meisun was busy with military affairs, so Song Mo could only talk to Yan Chaoqing, a capable general under the Duke of Dingguo.

"General Yan, almost everyone in the South knows that Miss Yuan is the one secretly in charge in Sichuan."

For some unknown reason, the local officials did not report to the imperial court at all, even though Sichuan was a place that was easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Once it becomes independent, it will be a state within a state. Didn't any official sense the danger?

This question made Yan Chaoqing stroke his beard and laugh.

"Your Highness, there are Japanese pirates in the southeast and barbarians in the north who are eyeing us covetously. Every year there are natural disasters and man-made calamities. Sometimes the Yellow River bursts its banks, and sometimes there is drought. The court has too many things to deal with every day and can only solve the biggest problem at hand."

That Miss Yuan is just a businesswoman, and her location in Sichuan doesn't affect the overall situation.

"If something really happens one day, the imperial court can then quell the rebellion. The current imperial court simply doesn't have the money or the energy to deal with things in Sichuan."

So the implication is that the imperial court is aware of the problems in Sichuan, but as long as nothing major happens, no one has the energy to deal with them. Isn't this just raising a tiger to cause trouble?

"Doesn't Your Majesty have any worries at all?"

Song Mo had only ever been a military officer and had never experienced the ways of the court, so he was completely unaware that the intrigues and power struggles within the court were utterly corrupt.

As long as Sichuan doesn't cause any trouble that requires the imperial court to spend money on disaster relief, and the annual taxes are paid honestly, and no one raises a banner to rebel, then Sichuan is currently in a normal state.

A place where the ruler prefers to pay taxes properly and not openly rebel.

As for what happens behind the scenes—whether it's collusion between officials and businessmen or oppressing the people to collect taxes—nobody cares.

So Yan Chaoqing chuckled softly.

"In His Majesty's eyes, merchants can't cause any trouble, but this Miss Yuan has amassed a huge fortune."

If the imperial court were ever short of money and unable to pay salaries and military pay, Miss Yuan would immediately be accused of treason.

Therefore, Your Highness need not worry; the higher the merchants jump, the more wealth they accumulate, and the more tragic their end will be!

Song Mo knew that Yan Chaoqing made a lot of sense; which wealthy merchant could keep his fortune under the emperor's power?

But the key thing is, he has a feeling that the woman is different.

Chapter 4 Yuan Shen and Song Mo 4

The next day, Song Mo spent the day training in the military camp. In the evening, Lu Zheng came over to report the news.

"Young Marshal, our men have located Miss Yuan. She is living in a farm outside the city."

However, our people couldn't get in; those who did get in kept circling around in a grove of trees, as if they were trapped.

Song Mo looked surprised.

"Is there such a thing?"

"It's like the Bagua formation described in the story; you can't get in at all."

Young Marshal, that Miss Yuan used witchcraft the other day. I think it's best if we don't act rashly for now.

This is definitely not an easy person to deal with.

Song Mo nodded; this woman was indeed too strange.

As night fell and the candlelight flickered, the military treatise in Song Mo's hand gradually became blurry. His fingertips gently touched the scar on the corner of his lip, and Song Mo couldn't help but think of the bite kiss from yesterday.

The sensation of that moment, the lingering slight sting and warmth on his lips, seems to still be there, causing his cheeks to involuntarily flush with embarrassment.

He had been well-versed in military strategy since childhood and harbored lofty ambitions. He was adept at navigating the complexities of tactics and warfare, but he never expected that such an unexpected act of intimacy would disturb his peace of mind.

Song Mo was somewhat shocked that he had been so easily captivated by a woman.

He stared blankly at the flickering candlelight, as if he could see the woman's image in it—her beautiful eyes, the way she bit her lip—so vividly stirring his heartstrings.

"Are you thinking about me?"

Suddenly, a gentle and alluring voice reached his ears. Song Mo looked at his bed in shock, where the girl who had stirred him was now sitting on the edge of the bed, as beautiful as a flower.

Song Mo murmured to himself, recalling that gentle and enchanting smile.

"You've entered my dream again, and everything is spiraling out of control..."

Tang Yu chuckled softly, then slowly stepped forward and gently bit the other person again. A slight stinging sensation appeared, and Song Mo instantly came back to his senses, then revealed a shocked expression.

"So it wasn't a dream! How did you get into my room? The military camp is heavily guarded; how did you get in!"

The reason Song Mo doubted that he was dreaming was because he felt that it was impossible for Tang Yu to appear here.

After all, this is a military camp heavily guarded by soldiers.

Seeing that Song Mo was about to stand up and go outside to observe the situation, Tang Yu smiled and took his hand.

"Don't worry, the people outside are still guarding the camp. No one has been poisoned or fainted, and no one has been injured."

This explanation inexplicably convinced Song Mo.

Under normal circumstances, if a stranger breaks into a military camp, he should be in an attack stance ready to fight.

But at this moment, he had no such thoughts; instead, he stared blankly at the two people's clasped hands.

Tang Yu didn't care what Song Mo was thinking in a daze. She pulled him back to his chair and then leaned in to whisper intimately in his ear.

"You just confessed without asking, saying I appeared in your dream again. What did you dream about last night?"

"Have we known each other before?"

Song Mo was skilled at reading faces and discerning subtle clues, so he could clearly sense that the woman in front of him knew him very well.

Moreover, the two are definitely not enemies; they are more like intimate lovers.

This was hard for Song Mo to believe, but he also felt that he hadn't guessed wrong.

Their relationship must be very close.

But he was certain that he had never seen this woman in all these years, and that there was no problem with any part of his memory.

Yes, I know him.

Tang Yu answered frankly, and Song Mo continued to press for answers.

Where did we meet? What year? What season? Why did I meet you back then? Have I lost my memory?

These words made Tang Yu laugh uncontrollably.

"You want to find loopholes or the truth through my answer, right?"

But when I say "knowing," I mean we knew each other in a past life, which is why you don't have any memories of me.

Upon hearing this, Song Mo's expression instantly turned disappointed.

"Do you think it's fun to mess with me?"