They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

An owl landed not far from Mo Baiyun, lingered for a moment, and then flew away. Mo Baiyun smiled and said, "Finally back."

Mo Baiyun went to the back door to wait. When he heard a knock, he quickly opened the door. The others looked at each other, somewhat puzzled. How come someone opened the door after only two knocks? Mo Baiyun couldn't help but laugh out loud, his eyes full of tenderness as he looked at Wu Ziyan.

Wu Ziyan looked around to see if anyone was there, and frowned: "Go inside quickly!"

The group went inside. Wu Ziyan took off the tattered cloth covering her head, which still smelled bad. Almost all of them were dressed like scavengers. After a while, Mo Baiyun's gaze fell on Huang Ziliang, and she suddenly became cold. Her change of expression was as fast as turning the pages of a book.

"Master, why are you out flirting with other women again? Am I not pretty enough? Or am I not as good as others in serving you?" Mo Baiyun pressed herself against Wu Ziyan, shaking her hand back and forth.

"Xiao Yun'er! Listen to me. A lot happened along the way. Let me settle things down first before I explain." Her tone was tired, but she tried her best not to get angry. However, Mo Baiyun could still hear her impatience.

He released his grip, immediately changing his attitude, still sporting that standard squinty-eyed smile: "Gentlemen, this way."

After walking through several winding paths in the mansion, they arrived at a rather secluded courtyard. The group simply followed behind Mo Baiyun, and the atmosphere was quiet; no one spoke.

They were taken to a secluded backyard, where they changed their clothes and took a bath. Mo Baiyun stood guard at Wu Ziyan's door, while Wu Ziyan took a deep breath in the bathtub, enjoying a long-awaited moment of relaxation.

"Master, may I come in?" Mo Baiyun asked without any emotion.

"Come in," Wu Ziyan replied lazily.

The room was filled with a hazy mist, and this hazy feeling made Mo Baiyun's breathing a little heavier. Wu Ziyan's hand rested on the edge of the wooden tub, and her hair was wet and disheveled: "Little Yun'er, is something wrong?"

"Master, are you really not going to see Sima Zhufu?" He asked with great restraint.

"What's wrong? Why are you talking so seriously? I thought you were going to come in and watch me take a bath." Wu Ziyan said with a forced smile.

"That's part of the reason, Master. Would you like me to rub your back?" Mo Baiyun immediately put on a smile and squinted his eyes.

"No need. Go out and keep watch. Also, send someone to investigate Huang Ziliang's background."

Mo Baiyun stepped back, slammed the door shut, and whistled at the doorway. An owl flew in from somewhere, paused briefly, and then flew away again.

A while later, Wu Ziyan also came out of the room dressed. Several men, after getting dressed, stood in the corridor waiting. Their tidied appearances were indeed even more dazzling.

Wu Ziyan and Mo Baiyun watched from a distance. Wu Ziyan suddenly stopped, as if a pink filter had been applied to her vision. If only this were truly a simple harem game filled with handsome men! [Let me just get lost in this den of beauties!]

Mo Baiyun looked at her and asked, "What's wrong? Is it making things difficult for you that Master has seen so many handsome men?"

"Little Yun'er, why have you become so eloquent while I was away?"

Mo Baiyun looked in one direction and stopped talking. As they walked over, everyone stared at her. Each person's eyes held something different, but they all felt that she seemed to be shining, and every frown and smile was captivating.

"These next few days, you'll probably have to make do with staying in this little courtyard." Wu Ziyan spoke in an official tone, neither too close nor too distant, quite unlike his usual carefree and casual manner when they were out together.

"Yes, my lady." Changsun Boyou sat on a chair in the corridor, looking nonchalant. Han Yuxiu nodded without saying a word.

"I want to go to the General's Mansion," Chu Qiu said, leaning against a pillar.

"Yes, but we can't let anyone find out."

Chu Qiu nodded and left. Huang Ziliang remained silent, staring at the sky, seemingly lost in thought.

Everyone returned to the rooms arranged for them to relax and rest. Only Wu Ziyan and Mo Baiyun went out again. Mo Baiyun stood beside Wu Ziyan, looking at her with bright eyes: "Master, you've been away for so long. I wonder if you've missed Xiaoyun'er?"

"I miss you, how could I not miss you? I wonder how things are in Lingchuan."

"Why don't you go see your husband? He looks much more haggard."

"Some acts only seem real when they're fully performed."

Having said all that, Mo Baiyun said no more and simply stayed quietly by her side until evening, when Wu Ziyan went to the Holy Martial Organization's stronghold, a gambling den in the basement.

She wore a mask, and her identity was only described as being of a higher rank than Mo Baiyun. She sat in a chair, listening to the sounds of people around her playing dice. Mo Baiyun sat beside her, asking some questions to the informants below.

"Make sure you arrange things properly as I say. Remember to tell Her Majesty the Empress that the Fourth Princess might not be dead," Mo Baiyun instructed. Wu Ziyan remained silent, her expression icy.

"Yes!" The people who received the order dispersed, and then the second wave of arrangements began. This secret was explained to four or five groups of people, in order to ensure that nothing went wrong.

It was late at night, and there were no pedestrians on the street. Even the lights were only scattered. Wu Ziyan and Mo Baiyun walked on the road, while the stars and moon in the sky were very bright.

“Master, you’ve changed.”

"How have I changed? Where do you even begin to explain?"

"Ever since you woke up that day, you've stopped doting on Xiaoyun." These words, seemingly unintentionally, probed Wu Ziyan's thoughts. Wu Ziyan pinched Mo Baiyun's cheek: "You rascal! Did I ever dote on you before?"

But Mo Baiyun was no longer grinning. Her eyes were wide open, and a glimmer of light shone in her pure gaze, making her even more captivating in the moonlight.

He grasped Wu Ziyan's hand and slowly traced it to his chest. Wu Ziyan met his gaze, and she could feel his heart pounding in her hand. She didn't pull her hand away; at that moment, she seemed to have stopped thinking about anything else.

Who wouldn't like a cute little puppy, especially one who's so actively flirting with her? How can she stay calm? She thought about it again, still puzzled that this little Yun'er wasn't even on her "conquest list." [What should I do? Should I make a move?]

"My lord, you have so many beauties around you, but I want to be willful just this once."

Before Wu Ziyan could speak, he slowly moved his head closer to her, wrapping his other arm around her waist. Mo Baiyun's heart pounded even faster. He didn't know why he was suddenly so bold; perhaps it was because he was jealous of her gentleness towards other men.

He felt that her waist was so slender and supple, unlike a woman's stiff waist. He also felt that she had become shorter and smaller, and he, a man, actually wanted to protect her.

He slowly tilted his head, his face drawing closer. Her face was delicate and rosy, and waves of fragrance wafted into his nostrils, gradually causing him to lose control.

Her lips were cool and warm. He wasn't pushed away. He opened his eyes slightly and found that Wu Ziyan's eyes were closed. At this moment, he became even more greedy and gently pried open her lips. Wu Ziyan hugged him tightly. Her legs went weak. She didn't expect Mo Baiyun to be so good at this. She couldn't resist at all!

Feeling Wu Ziyan's response, his breathing became rapid. He knew he couldn't let himself sink any further. He let go, his eyes misty with tears, and kissed her eyes again. She smelled so good, so wonderful.

He held her tightly, and Wu Ziyan felt a little short of breath. He breathed into her ear, "Master, can you rely on me a little more? I miss you so much, and I'm so worried about you."