Appointing a General as a Concubine: Where Can General Xiao Escape?

Qi Yue pouted his thin lips slightly, pulled her hand and rubbed it a few times: "In more than a year, you have lost a lot of weight."

Xiao Mo gritted her teeth and pulled her hand back unhappily: "If you do this to me in public again, get out of here."

Qi Yue pulled the corner of his mouth and took her hand again: "As expected of the general who assists the country, you are so majestic."

"Hmph, once you enter the military camp, you are my subordinate. Managing my subordinates is my job."

She snorted coldly and turned to leave, but Qi Yue quickly stepped in front of her and said, "I want you to eat with me, otherwise I can't eat."

Xiao Mo turned her head and looked at him speechlessly: "Did what I said just now fall on deaf ears?"

"Didn't you say you didn't want to argue with me here? Anyway, I won't let go until you agree. If you want to punish me, then punish me. It just so happens that I have injuries on my body. If you break them, I can slack off."

Qi Yue looked like he had her under control, and raised the corner of his mouth cynically.

Xiao Mo glanced around and laughed in anger: "Why didn't I realize you were a scoundrel before?"

"Is this your first day meeting me?" He smiled and pulled her towards the tent.

Xiao Mo pulled her hand back and walked in front of him confidently: "Alright, I'll just take you to familiarize yourself with the environment."

Qi Yue stood there looking at her, and his heart, which had never been at peace, finally settled down.

In the evening, Xiao Mo symbolically held a banquet for Qi Yue. Everyone roasted sheep around the campfire, drank wine and chatted. It was rare for them to relax like this in more than a year since they joined the army.

Seeing that Xiao Mo drank several glasses of wine in succession without blushing or beating her heart, and her eyes were still clear, Qi Yue couldn't help teasing her.

"Do you drink often in the barracks? I see you can handle a lot!"

Xiao Mo glanced at him and chuckled: "Do you want to try mine? It tastes better than yours."

She handed the bottle to him and shook it.

Qi Yue frowned in confusion and leaned over to take a look: "Why is the color of your wine different from mine?"

Red wine is really rare.

He took the bottle and sniffed it, his brows relaxed: "What a sweet rose smell."

Shen Yun brought a plate of chopped mutton and walked over to Xiao Mo and sat down. "The lady said that she can't drink much and she is afraid of getting drunk and making mistakes, so she brewed some rose wine in her spare time."

When celebrating a victory, everyone drinks sorghum wine, but she drinks her own rose wine, which has little alcohol content.

Qi Yue returned the wine to Xiao Mo with a hint of disdain: "This is more like a rose drink than wine."

Xiao Mo glared at the two of them, raised her head and took a big sip: "Why do you care if it's rose wine or rose drink? I didn't ask you to drink it."

"Yes, yes, come, try this, it's delicious." Shen Yun picked up a piece of torn mutton and stuffed it into her mouth, coaxing her to apologize.

Qi Yue reached out and took the bottle of wine from Xiao Mo's hand, and put the wine glass in his hand into her hand.

"You can get drunk as much as you want tonight. I'm here so you can get away with it."

Xiao Mo looked at the sorghum wine in her hand, swallowed her saliva, and took a sip.

How should I put it, this wine is really not the same type as the rose wine she brews.

Sorghum wine is mellow and makes people want to drink it as soon as they smell it. In addition, Qi Yue has been encouraging her from the side, and Xiao Mo felt dizzy unknowingly.

She leaned on Qi Yue's shoulder and pointed at the bright moon in the sky with a hazy voice: "You, go pick it for me."

Qi Yue glanced at her profile, then looked up at the night sky: "Then tell me how many things you want first."

Xiao Mo raised her hand and pointed shakily: "There are two, I want both."

Qi Yue doted on her with his lips curled up, tilted his head and put his face against her forehead: "But I can't fly, what should I do if I can't take it off?"

"Tsk, it's useless, watch me!" Xiao Mo snorted, stood up suddenly, and spilled the wine all over the floor.

As soon as she stood up straight, she stumbled and fell into Qi Yue's arms.

The warm embrace made her dazed, and she was about to lean on Qi Yue's chest and close her eyes, smacking her lips.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Shen Yun hurried forward and helped Xiao Mo into her arms.

"Your Highness Prince Jin, my young lady is a little drunk. I will take her back to rest."

Xiao Mo stood up straight and pushed Shen Yun away gently: "You are drunk! I am not drunk. Go, go find the male concubine I took last time."

When they heard the word "male concubine", Qi Yue and Shen Yun froze their expressions at the same time.

Shen Yun chuckled and glanced at Qi Yue, then supported Xiao Mo again: "That male concubine is not here, he is in the imperial city."

Qi Yue's eyes were cold and his expression was ugly as if he wanted to eat someone. He pushed Shen Yun away and then put his arm around Xiao Mo.

"What male concubine? Who? When did she go to Zuihualou again?"

Shen Yun swallowed her saliva, waved her hand, and explained, "It's all a misunderstanding. The young lady didn't go to Zuihualou. The male concubine she mentioned might be referring to His Royal Highness Prince Chen."

Qi Yue tilted his head to glance at Xiao Mo, then raised his eyes to look at her in confusion: "What do you mean?"

"It was the Mid-Autumn Festival night before the young lady's birthday. His Royal Highness Prince Chen was unwell, so Ling Su came to the Prime Minister's residence to look for the young lady. Then the young lady spent the festival with Prince Chen. After getting drunk, she started talking nonsense, saying that His Royal Highness Prince Chen was her concubine..."

Shen Yun spoke softer and softer, and finally lowered her head guiltily.

Qi Yue's eyes narrowed and he looked at Xiao Mo angrily. Without saying a word, he picked her up and carried her sideways.

Shen Yun followed him and didn't say anything when she saw that he was leaving in the direction of Xiao Mo's tent.

The next morning, Xiao Mo inspected the soldiers' morning exercises as usual. When she met Qi Yue, she found that he looked very ugly.

Remembering that he said he was injured when he came yesterday, her eyes changed and she walked over worriedly: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Let me see where the wound is."

As she spoke, she started to check Qi Yue's body. Qi Yue quickly pulled away her hand that was touching him and turned his head away with an unhappy look on his face.

"Why should you care about me? You should care about your male concubine."

Xiao Mo's hands froze in the air, not quite understanding what he meant. She walked up to him blankly and looked up at him: "What male concubine?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she remembered her habit of talking nonsense when she was drunk. She covered her mouth and widened her eyes: "Did I tease you last night?"

Qi Yue snorted and did not answer.

Seeing his reaction, Xiao Mo thought that she was right and quickly lowered her head to apologize to him.

"I didn't mean it. I told you not to drink, but you insisted. Just pretend I never said anything. I don't remember anything about last night, so you should forget it too. I swear, I will never drink with you again. I'm sorry..."

She said a lot of things, but in return she got an even uglier look from Qi Yue.

He closed his eyes, frowned, bit his cheek, and asked her, "If you don't want to drink with me, who do you want to drink with? Qi Minxiu?"

Xiao Mo froze with a pious expression on her face. "No, what does this have to do with Qi Minxiu? Why did you suddenly mention him?"

"Isn't he your male concubine? Didn't you drink together and count the moons? Wasn't it because of him that you said you would never drink with me again?"

The more Qi Yue spoke, the more out of control his tone became, and in the end he could only hold back half of what he wanted to say.

Xiao Mo looked confused. She didn't know why he said those words, nor why he was angry.

But she could see one thing: he was jealous.

But, he is not hers, so there is no need for her to explain or coax him!