Zhong Zheng Lin told Di Wu Yi Zhao frankly about everything. The opposite black chess pieces, though appeared to be dispersed, actually concealed a stratagem. 

“You’re neither residential guards nor women. Then you are,” the corners of Mu Xi Yao’s lips curled up. Full of interest, she looked at the opposite side, “The Flying Guillotine?”

Yesterday, Zhong Zheng Lin has angered Zhong Zheng Chun with a sentence “Collect the bodies” to such extent he drew out the sword and cut down the screen in the room. Today, he was called to the imperial study by Yuancheng Emperor, being reprimanded by him.

Mu Xi Yao paused for a second. They knew martial arts? Did they send dancers or “genuine pleasure ladies”? One moment, she was engrossed in her thoughts and in another Zhong Zheng Lin turned sideways to grasp half of her ample derrière. Her cheeks flushed with color. This man became increasingly unscrupulous outside. As soon as he obstructed other people’s gazes with his body, he started to knead her. 

Tang Yi Ru, watching Mu Xi Yao’s amiable and gentle mannerism, snorted inwardly. This woman, indeed, knew how to play. Usually, she put on a virtuous and elegant facade. People saw none of the harsh malice she displayed a moment ago. 

During the period of Mu Xi Yao’s convalescence, Zhong Zheng Lin went back to the barrack, training army consecutively for a month. Afterward, he returned to the capital to report on his duty and take over the charge of military inspection unit of Shengjin and its area. At this point, the sixth prince Zhong Zheng Lin has laid a foundation in Ministry of war, paving his way for the upcoming war in Mobei.

Everyone knelt down to welcome his imperial Majesty. Yuancheng Emperor was in a great mood. He told people to rise and then went to the main hall to take a seat.

Mu Xi Yao was pressed down by Zhong Zheng Lin. After helping him relieve once, the man finally let her off the hook reluctantly. With a crimson face, she cleaned her hands.

The two held the child and talked for a while. Suddenly, they saw the little guy wake up. He rubbed his head against their arms, squirming his little mouth.

Zhong Zheng Lin has been anxiously waiting outside. The painful cries of Mu Xi Yao rang in his ears for already two hours. Just as he was about to let the imperial physician think of a way to help her in childbirth, he suddenly heard a disruption and miscellaneous noises coming from the inside, mixed with the little woman’s vigorous and furious berating.