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Cheng Mosu held Ling Heng in her arms, the moonlight casting a layer of radiant elegance over her, making her fair cheeks soft and enchanting. It had been a month since they last met, and this morning, upon waking up, she heard Zhang's Deputy come to pick them up, saying that Shangguan Shaoyi had been assigned to Sandy Isle to reorganize the Tax Police Corps and would serve as the team leader. She then left Ezhou with Zhang's Deputy and headed for Sandy Isle.
Fortunately, the two places were not far apart. As she looked at the already sleeping Ling Heng in her arms, she slowly shifted her gaze to the window. Noticing that she seemed distracted, Zhang's Deputy glanced at his pocket watch and smiled, "Young Mistress, we will arrive in a while. If you feel tired, you can take a nap."
"No need," she replied with a faint smile, her eyes resting on the cup of strong tea in front of her. Her fingertips gently brushed the tabletop. "Zhang's Deputy, please tell me what has happened recently."
"There's not much to report; it's just been accompanying Young Commander and General Jiang for discussions every day. However..." He seemed to suddenly remember something and asked Cheng Mosu, "Young Mistress, has Young Commander had any conflicts with General Ye Guanmei?"
Her heart skipped a beat, and she furrowed her delicate brows. "Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"
"Oh, General Ye is Mr. Zhong Chuping's cousin, who is General Jiang's most trusted diplomat. Naturally, General Jiang treats him more leniently than others. I don't know where Young Commander offended him; originally, General Jiang intended to send Young Commander to guard Sandy Isle with some elite troops, but after General Ye said something, General Jiang changed his mind and only sent some injured soldiers to Young Commander."
She smiled lightly, looking out at the dark scenery passing by outside. Her water-colored eyes were tinged with frost, and even her voice carried a hint of chill. "What else could it be? It's just talk about how Shangguan Shaoyi's achievements overshadowed his master. General Jiang has always been wary of Shaoyi and is easily swayed by Ye Guanmei's words."
"But where did Young Commander offend General Ye? To me, it seems like they have no interaction at all." Zhang's Deputy scratched his head in confusion. Cheng Mosu smiled faintly; Xia Yixiang marrying Ye Guanmei likely meant she was whispering in his ear daily, turning him into her tool to deal with Shaoyi.
Cheng Mosu sighed lightly, her eyes holding a watery softness. "I don't really understand this either; however, where is General Ye now?"
"Oh, coincidentally he also escorted the Commander to Yuzhou and is probably now in Sandy Isle with Young Commander."
Cheng Mosu nodded lightly; a ripple passed through her water-colored eyes. If Xia Yixiang truly intended to create obstacles between them, she would not stand idly by. She brushed her forehead lightly; Zhang's Deputy thought she was tired and hurriedly said, "Young Mistress, we are almost there."
She fell silent again, quietly staring out the window as the scenery outside moved increasingly slowly while the train emitted a long whistle. She signaled Feng Yin to carry Ling Heng as they all got off the train. She couldn't help but look around but could not find that reassuring figure anywhere.
"Young Mistress, there is an important Meeting tonight. Young Commander cannot come to pick you up personally, so I will take you to the residence first."
She couldn't hide her disappointment, but still responded lightly.
The residence on Sandy Isle, while not very large, had two stories. After she and Feng Yin arranged their luggage, she took Ling Heng upstairs to rest. Only then did she slowly take off her velvet coat and hang it on the coat rack by the door. She prepared a teacup and asked Feng Yin to brew a pot of tea. As she poured the tea slowly, the fragrance filled the entire room.
Zhang's Deputy was indeed thirsty, so he took the cup of tea and hurried back to the Command Center after finishing it.
A series of knocks sounded from outside the door. Her hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, causing hot tea to spill onto the glass-covered table. Zhang's Deputy quickly reached for the teapot but saw her intentionally retract her hands, leaving him in a dilemma—whether to help or not.
Seeing this, Feng Yin quickly helped Cheng Mosu lift the teacup and said, "Zhang's Deputy, someone is knocking at the door. I wonder if my Son-in-law has returned. Why don't you go open it?"
Zhang's Deputy seemed to wake from a dream and looked at Feng Yin as if saved, hurriedly going to pull open the door.
Ruan Yu stood in the darkness of night, blending seamlessly with the heavy night color. Zhang's Deputy was taken aback, stood at attention and saluted, saying, "Ruan Shaoshuai!"
Ruan Yu nodded in acknowledgment but his gaze passed through the slightly ajar door to Cheng Mosu sitting weakly on the sofa. The silhouette in his mind became clearer; he felt a heavy pressure in his heart. He took out a cigar, bit it between his lips, and began to smoke slowly, the rising smoke obscuring his vision.
Zhang's Deputy had heard those gossip rumors and now felt extremely uncomfortable as if he had stumbled upon something he shouldn't have. He quickly turned to bid farewell. Cheng Mosu knew he had misunderstood but didn't know how to explain, so she let him go. Little did she expect Ruan Yu suddenly spoke up with raised eyebrows, "Is Shangguan Shaoying not here?"
"Shangguan Shaoying is at the Command Center; there is an important Meeting taking place," Zhang's Deputy replied respectfully.
"In that case, I will go with Zhang's Deputy; I also have important matters to discuss with Shangguan Shaoying." He didn't look at Cheng Mosu; only the blue-red flame on his cigar flickered more intensely, casting a red glow on his narrow Eyes.
Zhang's Deputy nodded understandingly, internally scolding those rumors, and respectfully said, "The Young Commander is currently in a very important Meeting and cannot meet with guests. I will go back and inform the Young Commander. Please, Ruan Shaoshuai, return to rest for now and wait for my news." Ruan Yu nodded and watched as Zhang's Deputy left. He then turned back and gently closed the door.
Cheng Mosu opened the door, and the soft yellow light illuminated her fair Countenance, making her pale skin emit a gentle glow. She smiled lightly, exuding a subtle Fragrance that was warm and elegant. Looking at Ruan Yu, she couldn't help but lift her Lip Corners, "If you want to find me, just say so. Why bring up all that unnecessary talk?"
"I just don't want others to misunderstand you." His narrow Eyes lifted slightly, but she was momentarily taken aback, feeling that he had changed significantly, considering her feelings as if he were a completely different person.
She paused for a moment and led him into the room, leaning against the soft pillow while Feng Yin poured tea for him. He gazed at her quiet and gentle demeanor, at her long black hair cascading down like clouds, and at her long Eyelashes framing her Water-colored Eyes. A pang of bitterness rose in his heart as he curled his lips and said, "Cheng Mosu, Jiang Shanghao has assigned me to guard the southeast, and I am about to depart. I just wanted to ask if you would be willing to accompany me."
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