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Feng De, still fuming, turned around at the sound of the cool voice. His expression softened slightly as he adopted a more composed demeanor. "Oh, it's Doctor Pei. What brings you here? Surely you aren't here to plead for your little disciple?"
Who didn't know that Pei Guanjing was usually cold and ruthless, employing iron-fisted methods that made countless officials and noble families in the capital tremble in fear? Someone like him would never lower himself to plead for a disciple; it was simply absurd, Feng De thought.
Unexpectedly, Pei Guanjing bowed his head slightly and said to Feng De, "It is my failure in teaching that has led my disciple to cause such a significant mess. As for Young Master Mu's whereabouts, if Lou Yu has not sent any news yet, it is likely that Young Master Mu is still within the camp or inside Lan Prefecture. I kindly ask General Feng to send someone to investigate thoroughly."
Feng De was initially taken aback by Pei Guanjing's willingness to speak on Ye Chen's behalf, but he quickly realized the truth in his words. It was indeed plausible that Young Master Mu had vanished at the checkpoint and could have blended into a crowded area to evade detection.
With this thought in mind, Feng De decided not to delay further and immediately instructed his subordinates to search in the direction Pei Guanjing had suggested.
However, just as he was about to step out of the Main Tent, Pei Guanjing's white sleeve reached out to stop him.
Feng De looked at Pei Guanjing in surprise, only to see him slightly raise his brow, gesturing for Feng De to look behind him.
Following Pei Guanjing's indication, Feng De glanced back at Ye Chen, who was still being supported by soldiers. "Let him go. Since Doctor Pei has spoken up, I'll grant you this favor. When General He returns, we will settle this together." With that, the soldiers following Feng De released their hold and stepped away.
As the soldiers let go, Ye Chen felt a wave of weakness wash over him; he swayed slightly and nearly fell. However, instead of collapsing to the ground, he landed in a cool embrace that carried a hint of pinewood fragrance.
Pei Guanjing frowned slightly, his brow furrowing as he softly remarked, "You've only been gone for a few days; how did you end up like this?"
Ye Chen lowered his head, feeling a mix of emotions swirling within him. For some reason, he didn't want to look at Pei Guanjing's face.
The young man clumsily used Pei Guanjing's support to rise and stood there like a statue—motionless and silent—as if he understood he had caused great trouble and dared not utter a word.
For more than half a month, Pei Guanjing's period of agitation suddenly erupted. He had intended to take the Hidden Fragrance Pill to suppress it, but every time the image of Ye Chen from that night’s dream resurfaced in his mind, the impulse within him surged like a runaway horse, impossible to contain.
With no other choice, he left the Military Camp and sought out a secluded and quiet place to confront and relieve the intense desire he had never experienced before.
During these days, he could not stop thinking about Ye Chen. Whenever he closed his eyes, the boy's image—his voice, his smile—filled his mind. It was as if the intoxicating scent of Haitang lingered in his nostrils, a wonderful temptation he had never felt before.
He had planned to stay outside for a few more days, waiting for the intensity of his feelings to subside before returning to the Military Camp. However, when he learned from Mo Yu that Ye Chen was being interrogated by Feng De, he became anxious and ultimately could not resist the urge to rush back and save him.
This was the first time in his life that he felt such panic, completely losing his usual calm demeanor.
Ye Chen quietly followed behind Pei Guanjing as they walked into the tent, their footsteps heavy.
Pei Guanjing crouched down to light the firewood in the brazier. The flickering flames illuminated the tent and then lit up the candles. Ye Chen walked over to the square table and sat down; on it were some snacks he had prepared himself while Pei Guanjing was away.
Ye Chen lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised it again, about to speak: “Master, I…”
“No need to say anything; I already know,” Pei Guanjing interrupted as he removed his outer robe and sat down across from him.
This was their first time being so close since that awkward incident.
The dim candlelight flickered gently, casting a soft glow on the boy's delicate face, which seemed to shimmer with a gentle radiance. His bright eyes were fixed intently on Pei Guanjing without blinking.
“Ahem.” Pei Guanjing cleared his throat and covered his mouth with his hand to hide the movement of his Adam's apple. “Regarding Young Master Mu, when General He returns, you can report everything truthfully. With me here, he won’t make things difficult for you.”
Ye Chen was almost moved to tears.
He was so touched that all his efforts over the past few months seemed to have paid off. Pei Guanjing, you are the Master I have chosen; my life as a Disciple will depend on you from now on!
This time, his proactive approach truly showed that he had gained some insight. It was worth all the time he had spent lingering around Pei Guanjing, trying to make his presence felt.
The next day, Ye Chen and Pei Guanjing both coincidentally arrived at the Medical Camp to work.
Hearing Ye Chen call him "Master," Pei Guanjing felt the weight of the past month lift off his chest in an instant. However, what he didn't know was that soon another wave of resentment would rise within him.
"Ye Chen, come out!"
Lou Yu's voice roared like a lion, suddenly echoing through the Medical Camp.
Ye Chen, who was focused on flipping through a Medical Book, trembled slightly at the shout, nearly dropping the book from his hands.
Pei Guanjing, sitting nearby, also looked up in confusion, his gaze calm as he turned to see Lou Yu striding into the Medical Camp.
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