Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

This time no one dared to stop her. Mu Yue's thin figure slowly walked in and the door curtain fell.

Mu Yue was only wearing a red coat, which was not visible as she was holding the belt with both hands outside. After entering the door, her arms dropped down, and the red collar fell below her collarbone, loosely hooking around her shoulders, about to fall. Her bare feet were white and her slender ankles were faintly visible at the bottom of the tent.

Jinchen put down the military book and looked up, his face instantly turned cold.

"Is that how you got here?"

Mu Yue was frightened by him and shook her head, innocent and pitiful, "No..."

Even though she could only see the ghost mask, Mu Yue could tell that this man was in a bad mood.

He lowered his eyes and continued to walk closer. Under Jinchen's gaze, he slowly knelt down beside his legs and looked up.

"Thank you for saving my life, General."

Mu Yue's voice was tinged with moisture, and her sickly appearance made people feel pity for her.

"Mu Yue was helpless and fortunately the general took pity on me and saved me. I hope... the general will give Mu Yue a chance to repay the favor of saving my life."

Her glass-like green eyes were soaked with tears, as if she would burst into tears immediately if Jinchen said he didn't want to.

Jinchen raised his palm to push away the hair that was stuck to his lips. The rough palm holding the knife made Muyue's cheek itchy. She subconsciously tilted her head and rubbed it on the palm, looking weak and pitiful.

"First take good care of your injuries. No need to think too much, and no need to repay."

Jinchen's voice was a little hoarse, but still soft.

Speaking of wounds, Muyue lifted up the wide sleeves of her clothes, revealing the scars on her arms that were eye-catching. She then softly took Jinchen's hand and stretched it out to him as if begging for mercy.

"It hurts... General."

Jinchen looked at the scar, not quite understanding its meaning.

"Let the military doctor come and apply the medicine." Jin Chen said, but Mu Yue shook her head aggrievedly, revealing a look that she didn't want to see others, and her charming eyes were red and tearful, "General, can you help me blow it?"

Jinchen looked at him with lowered eyelids, his expression behind the ghost mask gradually becoming playful, he wanted to see what Muyue was going to do next.

He pulled Mu Yue to the commander's soft chair and blew twice casually on her arm, without feeling any ambiguity at all. This undoubtedly made Mu Yue a little surprised and frustrated.

Jin Chen held down Mu Yue's other hand that was about to cause trouble, and whispered, "Don't touch me."

"General, do you dislike me?"

Mu Yue suddenly burst into tears again, leaning softly on Jin Chen's arms, biting her red lips and trembling slightly.

"You don't want Mu Yue to serve you, you despise me."

Jinchen: "..."

God knows, when did he say this?

He is quite good at confusing right and wrong.

"I don't dislike you." Jin Chen held him in his arms, but his tone suddenly became dangerous, "How can I serve you when your identity is unknown?"

That inexplicably reassuring aura enveloped Mu Yue again, and he didn't even feel the slightest bit of rejection. He even wanted to rely on this person from the bottom of his heart.

Mu Yue pinched her fingertips, and her thin body leaned comfortably in Jin Chen's arms, feeling delicate and soft.

"I am from a white family. General, please don't look down on me. No one has ever hugged me before."

Mu Yue sat up and supported Jin Chen's chest, puffing her red lips slightly, and continued to act pitiful in a coquettish tone, "If you dislike me, I...how can I live in the future?"

As soon as the words fell, Mu Yue was suddenly pinched by the chin and forced to raise her head. She met the deep eyes behind the ghost mask and heard Jin Chen's low voice in her ear, "Want to stay?"

Mu Yue bit her lip and groaned softly, her eyes red as if in pain, and nodded.

His heart slowly grew cold, as he thought Jinchen would make the next move. The strange fragrance of the Thousand Days Intoxicated Orchid oozes out from his sleeves, as if it were there and not there.

Thousand-Day Drunken Orchid is Mu Yue's means of dealing with her previous "patrons". It contains a strange fragrance, and when one smells it, one will faint and fall into an erotic dream as if being drunk. If one smells it too many times, the poison will enter the heart, and eventually one will die suddenly for no reason.

There are no seeds of the Thousand-Day Drunk Orchid in the territory of Chixiao Country, and even the best coroner cannot identify it.

Jinchen smelled a strange odor and immediately let go of the hand that was pinching Muyue's chin. He moved back quietly, feeling a little choked.

"First take care of your wounds, and we'll talk later."

After saying that, he asked the guard to bring in the medicine.

Mu Yue was surprised and took back the poison bead that she had just broken, and her eyes suddenly became vague.

You just want him to recover from his injury?

Mu Yue suddenly curved her eyes silently and moved closer to Jin Chen's arms, "Thank you, General."

Apart from his sudden rudeness yesterday, this ghost-faced general is a pretty nice guy.

[The villain's darkening value is detected -1, totaling 98! 】

Zero was overjoyed, [Host, keep up the good work~]

The medicine bowl was delivered personally by the military doctor, who had specially boiled some of the little remaining rock sugar into it, which made the poor man feel that the medicine tasted bitter.

Muyue took the bowl obediently and drank it quietly in small sips. Jinchen was relieved and asked his men to bring the cooked porridge.

Unexpectedly, when Mu Yue put down the medicine bowl that was bigger than her face, her sickly face was covered with tear marks, looking extremely pitiful.

"Ouch..." The military doctor was frightened by him. They all fought on the battlefield and had never seen a man who could swallow the bitter medicine. He was a little panicked at first, but only when he received Jinchen's eyes asking him to go down did he leave with a sense of relief.

"so bitter."

Mu Yue stuck out her tongue and looked at Jin Chen pitifully, "General, do I have to take medicine every day?"

Wiping away his tears with his fingers, Jin Chen whispered: "If you want your wound to heal, you have to take medicine."

This place is far from the capital, and it is impossible to carefully take care of this delicate and beautiful undercover agent. Jinchen can only coax her to come here.

"Drink it for three days first to see the effect."

"it is good!"

Mu Yue finally burst into laughter, hooked her arms around Jin Chen's neck and happily leaned over to rub his forehead, "Thank you, General."

Not only did he have to act like a spoiled child, but he was not allowed to do anything else. Jinchen was really helpless.

The guard brought white porridge with shredded pork. Muyue smelled the fragrance and his stomach growled as he had been hungry for a long time. He was so embarrassed that he hid in Jinchen's arms and refused to show his face.

I thought the ghost-faced general would make fun of me, but I only heard him whisper, "How long have you been hungry?"

Mu Yue poked out half of her face and murmured softly, "About... five days."

Jinchen frowned, took the man out of his arms, sat him down, and stared at him while he ate.

Unexpectedly, Mu Yue was not an honest person. After drinking a few sips, her wrist shook and the spoon fell into the bowl. She looked at Jin Chen pitifully and lightly bit her lips that were wet with porridge.

"General... I don't have the strength."

What he meant was that he boldly wanted the commander-in-chief of the three armies of the Chixiao Kingdom to feed him porridge personally.

Jinchen pretended not to notice Muyue's slightly poor acting skills. He took the bowl and fed him spoonful after spoonful without any hesitation or impatience.

Mu Yue quietly raised her eyes and glanced at Jin Chen a few times, but could only see the somewhat scary silver ghost mask, and she couldn't help but curl her lips.

However, given his current status, it would be bad if he said something wrong and made the general unhappy.

After all, rumors have it that the Ghost-faced General looks terrifying, like an evil ghost, full of murderous aura, and can force enemies back from a hundred meters away.

Mu Yue changed her posture and leaned in Jin Chen's arms, drinking her porridge obediently. She couldn't imagine how horrible it would be.