The first time in history

The bright moon was hanging high in the sky, its light was as clear as silver, and it quietly fell on the wide training ground. Qian Mingduo had been learning the Overlord Spear Technique from Murong Rou for some time.

He was dressed in military uniform today, looking heroic, with his spear pointed at the ground, looking majestic, but revealing a hint of deliberate casualness in the subtle details. From time to time, his eyes glanced at Murong Rou who was standing quietly not far away.

Murong Rou's graceful figure looked particularly attractive in the moonlight, and her slightly furrowed brows seemed to express her dissatisfaction with the general's wrong posture. She moved her lotus steps lightly and slowly walked towards Qian Mingduo, each step carrying a different rhythm, as if stepping on the tip of people's hearts.

"General, your posture is wrong." Murongrou's voice was clear and pleasant. Qian Mingduo was not in a hurry, but winked at her playfully, his eyes full of teasing and ambiguity. Murongrou's heart skipped a beat, and she instantly understood the general's intention. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she muttered to herself: "This general, why is he so naughty today?"

Murong Rou calmed herself down and continued, "General, the Overlord Spear technique requires strength and power. Your posture is too casual, and you cannot bring out the power of this spear technique." As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and gently placed it on the gun in Qian Mingduo's hand.

Her fingers did not touch the gun barrel, but fell on Qian Mingduo's hand. She felt the general's strength and warmth, and a strange feeling instantly spread throughout her body. She quickly moved her fingers away and glanced at Qian Mingduo quickly.

Qian Mingduo looked at Murong Rou's serious expression, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He deliberately moved his arm slightly to make Murong Rou's hand stick more closely to the gun barrel.

Murongrou noticed the general's little movement and said coquettishly, "General, please don't move." Qian Mingduo smiled evilly and said, "I am feeling the power of this gun."

Murongrou shook her head helplessly and began to seriously correct Qian Mingduo's posture. She leaned forward slightly, getting closer to Qian Mingduo, and the faint fragrance filled her nose, making Qian Mingduo a little distracted.

When Murongrou stood behind Qian Mingduo, he actually leaned back slightly, and their bodies instantly came close. Murongrou felt a warm current rushing to her cheeks, and her heart beat like a drum. She wanted to push the general away immediately, but she felt that this was too abrupt, so she could only continue to correct her posture with a red face.

"General, you need to straighten your arms a little more so that you can exert better force." Murong Rou tried hard to keep her voice calm, but the slightly trembling tone betrayed her inner feelings.

Qian Mingduo felt the warmth of Murong Rou from behind, and his heart was filled with joy. He pretended not to understand and asked, "Is that so?" As he spoke, he moved his arms again, bringing their bodies closer together.

Murong Rou bit her lip, feeling ashamed and annoyed. She knew the general did it on purpose, but she didn't know how to respond. She could only teach the shooting more seriously, trying to divert her attention.

"General, the steps of Overlord Spear Technique are also very important. Look, you should take steps like this..." Murongrou said as she demonstrated the steps. Qian Mingduo looked at her graceful movements with admiration in his eyes.

As the teaching progressed, the atmosphere of ambiguity between the two became stronger and stronger. Qian Mingduo made mistakes deliberately from time to time, just to make Murong Rou closer to him.

Although Murong Rou was shy, she gradually got used to the general's tricks. She began to correct the general's mistakes boldly and even patted the general's arm gently as a warning.

"General, if you don't take it seriously again, I won't teach you anymore." Murongrou pretended to be angry and said. Qian Mingduo grabbed her hand and said gently, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I will definitely study hard."

Murong Rou wanted to break free from the general's hand, but she found that she had no strength at all. Her heart beat faster, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

Qian Mingduo looked at Murong Rou's shy appearance, and a strong impulse surged in his heart. He wanted to hug her tightly and tell her his feelings. But he knew that it was not the right time yet. He could only gently let go of Murong Rou's hand and continue to study the Overlord Spear Technique seriously.

Murongrou looked at the general's focused expression, and felt touched. She knew that although the general was naughty at times, he would always take things seriously at critical moments. She began to teach the general more attentively, imparting her understanding and insights of Overlord Spear Skills to him without reservation.

Above the training ground, the moonlight was like water, and the two figures intertwined in the moonlight. Their movements were sometimes strong and powerful, and sometimes graceful and light, as if they were performing a silent dance.

Their eyes met, and the emotions contained in them were complex and deep, including shyness, expectation, nervousness, and an unspeakable ambiguity.

Time passed unnoticed, and the bright moon gradually set in the west. Qian Mingduo and Murong Rou stopped what they were doing, and stood quietly on the training ground, enjoying this moment of tranquility.

"Thank you for today." Qian Mingduo broke the silence, his voice gentle and low. Murongrou lowered her head slightly and said softly: "General, you are too polite. This is what I should do."

Qian Mingduo looked at Murong Rou's shy appearance, and his heart was filled with joy. He knew that the relationship between him and Murong Rou was slowly heating up, "love grows over time"!

Under the bright moon, in the teaching field, the ambiguous atmosphere was like the faint moonlight, covering Qian Mingduo and Murong Rou. Their story seemed to have just begun...

He Yiran stood in front of the tent with a solemn expression on his face. Behind him followed a group of generals, all of them wearing armor and looking solemn.

Suddenly, a soldier came running over, knelt on one knee, and reported to He Yiran: "General, the imperial envoy from the court has arrived!"

He Yiran turned to the generals and said, "Everyone, follow me to welcome the envoy." After that, he strode forward.

Everyone followed him and came to the gate in an orderly manner. He Yiran and the generals knelt down and bowed their heads to wait for the arrival of the imperial envoy.

A moment later, a gorgeous carriage slowly drove over and stopped in front of the gate. The imperial envoy got off the carriage, holding the imperial edict, and walked towards He Yiran and others with a solemn look.

The imperial envoy walked up to the generals, solemnly unfolded the imperial edict, and read aloud: "Your Majesty has ordered He Yiran and other generals to receive the order!"

He Yiran and the others shouted in unison: "We accept the decree!" Then they bowed their heads respectfully and listened to the imperial envoy reading the decree...

When He Yiran heard that the first meritorious official in the imperial edict read out by the imperial envoy was actually himself, his face changed. He also heard that the second meritorious official was Tuoba Yufeng, and until the imperial envoy finished reading the imperial edict, Wen Yuxuan's name was not mentioned.

The imperial envoy "General He" walked up to He Yiran and said, "Receive the order!"

"I thank my lord for his grace." Bewildered, He Yiran knelt down to thank him and accept the decree.