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“Captain Li, why are there only these records of new recruits this month? I remember General He’s Military Camp has always been the best in the Tianqi army; there shouldn’t be just over a hundred people enlisting.”
Pei Guanjing set down the new recruit registration book he had been flipping through and looked up, his expression calm as he regarded Li Wangcai beside him.
Though the visitor's tone was polite, the icy chill lurking in his eyes was hard to ignore.
Li Wangcai, a seasoned soldier who had seen battle and slain enemies, recognized this bloodthirsty aura with just one glance. Additionally, he sensed a strong scent of blood-soaked extravagance.
Li Wangcai extended his hand, spreading out the documents. “These are the registration details of the new soldiers this month. As for more detailed records, General He has stated that we should not dwell too much on past matters. Those who come here to serve the court and the people should not be judged by their noble or humble origins. Therefore, some more specific information, such as past residences and exact birth details, has not been recorded to provide a lifeline for those who have previously borne criminal charges.”
Pei Guanjing nodded. “The intention is good, but isn’t General He worried about Wolf Tribe spies infiltrating the Military Camp?”
Li Wangcai replied, “The Wolf Tribe members are large and their features are too different from those of us Heavenly Enlightenment People. Their accents are also very thick; even if they tried to disguise themselves, their different habits in diet and daily life would quickly give them away.”
“That’s something I hadn’t considered; I was being shortsighted.”
Pei Guanjing slowly turned around, flipping through the books with his gaze swiftly scanning until it landed on a particular page.
A resident of Beijing Huai Ze County, born in the thirteenth year of Fenghua—Ye Chen.
Noticing that time was running short, Captain Li shook off some dust from a few neglected volumes and returned them to the shelf. Turning around, he saw Pei Guanjing lingering on a certain page for quite some time.
“What is it, Doctor Pei? Have you found the person you were looking for?” Captain Li asked casually.
Hearing this, Pei Guanjing’s eyes flickered with a hint of excitement, his expression shifting slightly. “It’s him. Thank you, Captain Li.”
With that, he picked up a vermilion brush from beside him and circled Ye Chen’s name before turning to hand it to Captain Li. His white robe billowed as he left gracefully.
Captain Li squinted slightly, only shifting his gaze to the line of text on the page after Pei Guanjing left his tent.
Then, a slow smile crept onto his lips as he looked in the direction Pei Guanjing had departed, a glint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.
At night, a faint candlelight flickered from the Commander's tent.
Inside a nearby screen, He Mu Ming sat in a bath tub, reaching out to take the paper handed to him by Li Wangcai.
"General, as you predicted, Pei Guanjing has indeed chosen a soldier who just enlisted this month. Here is the household registration record of the soldier he selected."
Captain Li bent down and handed the booklet to He Mu Ming before stepping back outside the screen to wait.
Looking at the brief text, He Mu Ming frowned, his dark pupils shifting as he flipped through the paper but found no additional words printed.
"Is this it?" He Mu Ming couldn't help but look up at Captain Li on the other side of the screen.
Captain Li was momentarily taken aback before quickly responding, "General, isn't this what you ordered initially? You said that anyone who defected to our Military Camp only needed simple Lu Ying information and household registration to enlist, in order to give those who once turned to banditry a chance."
After considering it for a moment, He Mu Ming realized it was indeed the case. He cleared his throat and waved his hand. "Alright, I understand. Just keep an eye on him for now. As for..."
Watching the two characters gradually getting soaked by the water's ripples, He Mu Ming closed his eyes and leaned back against the edge of the tub. "As for this person, don't act rashly. Observe him for a while longer."
"Understood."
Once Captain Li left, not long after, a bubbling sound emerged from He Mu Ming's bath tub.
Hearing the noise beneath him, He Mu Ming couldn't help but chuckle softly before reaching into the water and pulling out Kun Ze, who had been hiding in his bath tub.
Kun Ze's white inner garment clung to his body, completely soaked, exposing his snow-white skin without reservation before He Mu Ming's eyes. The lean waist and slightly fuller hips ignited a fire in He Mu Ming's gaze as it swept over him.
"What's wrong? Do you still want to kill me?" He Mu Ming effortlessly held Kun Ze within his embrace.
He looked down at the struggling Kun Ze, who could not break free from his grip.
The disparity in strength was too great. Kun Ze bit his lip tightly, the glimmer of tears in his eyes now fully manifesting. His slightly flushed face was so tender it seemed one could pinch water from it. The contrast between his translucent, snowy skin and the bronze hand that pressed against his arm while the other slid across his body was striking.
His hair was slightly curled, and his deep-set eyes shone with a pure blue brilliance, giving him a unique exotic charm compared to Zhongyuan Kunze from Tianqi.
He despised the gaze of beings like Tian Qian, creatures driven solely by desire were truly detestable.
"Let me go," Kun Ze protested, but after holding his breath underwater for too long, his voice came out more like a breathless gasp.
He Mu Ming grinned, moving one hand from Kun Ze's body to grasp his chin, squeezing all the soft flesh of his face together.
Looking down at those pink, misty lips, the heat in He Mu Ming's eyes intensified, while Kun Ze sensed impending danger and began to struggle more fiercely.
The two sat in the bathtub; from behind the screen, only one person could be seen.
"Don't move." Suppressing the rising heat within him, He Mu Ming pressed Kun Ze tightly against himself, their skins touching.
For a moment, Muer was so frightened he dared not move. His voice trembled as he softly said, "No, just yesterday..."
Quickly, as if he had uttered something shy, Muer's neck and earlobes turned red, even the sides of his cheeks flushed with color, making He Mu Ming feel a stirring in his heart.
After a brief standoff, He Mu Ming suddenly let one hand slide past Muer's thigh. Startled, Muer shivered all over, closing his legs tightly and shrinking further into He Mu Ming's embrace.
"Ha ha." Seeing this scene, He Mu Ming couldn't help but laugh again, and after finishing, he playfully patted his lower back. "Look at you, scared."
With a clang, He Mu Ming threw the dagger that had been warmed under the bathtub onto the floor covered in felt.
Knowing he had become the subject of ridicule, Muer felt unwilling to let it go and wanted to hit him, only to realize at that moment that his hands had been released without him noticing.
Just like that, he effortlessly slammed into He Mu Ming's solid chest.
Due to years of training, He Mu Ming's muscles were firm and well-defined, and at that instant of impact, Muer immediately regretted it.
"It hurts."
Looking down at the beauty nestled against his chest, hesitant yet inviting, He Mu Ming truly couldn't hold back this time.
He swept Muer up in his arms and leaped out of the bathtub, water droplets cascading off them and instantly soaking the entire area of felt.
He tossed the beauty onto the bed piled high with blankets, loosened his clothing, and with a grin that couldn't be contained, lunged toward Muer.
"Get away!" Muer had just burrowed into the covers and covered himself when he saw this scene, immediately Submissive ting loudly.
Unfortunately, resistance was futile.
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