Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

In the dead of night, a cold breeze blew, causing the campfire to flicker and crackle, emitting tiny sparks.

Everyone has returned to their tents to rest. Today's journey was very tiring, and we will have to get up early tomorrow to continue our journey, so we naturally need to rest early.

At this time, only Mu Nujiao was still sitting on a log, staring blankly at the campfire.

She stared blankly at the flames swaying in the wind, the firelight highlighting her flawless, three-dimensional face. But at this moment, her expression was strange, and her beautiful eyes held a hint of loss and confusion.

Within a few short minutes, she tried to clear her mind, but couldn't help thinking about many things.

As a woman born into a prominent family, without sufficient power and resources, she could only gradually become a sacrifice for her family.

It is only because the family's higher-ups knew that she was getting close to Mo Xie that they have been intentionally or unintentionally tilting the cultivation resources they have been giving her recently. Otherwise, they probably wouldn't have been so easy to talk to if they didn't have enough trump cards.

Although aristocratic families may appear prosperous and glamorous, they harbor a cruel reality—cold and indifferent...

If she fails to prove herself, and given her stunning beauty, she might choose to marry into another powerful family for the sake of her clan's interests.

Mu Nujiao was unwilling to let others control her love; she wanted a love that satisfied her, a fulfilling marriage, and a loving married life.

Since they were unwilling to be forced into marriage by their families, they could only desperately improve their strength. Only with sufficient strength and family status could they determine their own future.

Mu Nujiao's gaze was unfocused, and she seemed somewhat dazed, the flames illuminating her delicate face.

Lost in thought, a blanket was suddenly draped over her, startling her slightly.

She blinked her beautiful eyes, looked up, and found Mo Xie standing beside her, smiling gently at her.

"The temperature difference between day and night is huge in the wild. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold sitting like this?"

Mo Xie chuckled, casually sat down next to Mu Nujiao, and added a few pieces of wood to the campfire.

Idiot, do you really not know or are you pretending not to know? At the intermediate level, aren't mages really that afraid of a little cold?
Although Mu Nujiao thought this way, she still felt very warm inside, and a smile curved her lips.

"Why are you staying outside? Didn't I tell everyone that girls don't have to keep watch at night?"

"I just had some insomnia, so I asked Zhao Manyan to keep watch for me."

Mu Nujiao shook her head and explained.

"You're having trouble sleeping right now, and you're making things difficult for everyone."

Mo Xie raised an eyebrow, chuckled, and said helplessly.

Seeing that the other person's expression was a bit off, he hesitated for a moment and asked cautiously.

"Judging from your appearance, are you... alright?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Nujiao turned her head and saw Mo Xie's worried expression. She chuckled inwardly and couldn't help but feel a mischievous urge to play with him.

With her elbows resting on her knees, her delicate hands supporting her chin, and her head tilted slightly, her smooth hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

A smile curved her lips, her beautiful eyes crinkled into crescent moons, and she gazed at the man before her with tender affection. She parted her red lips slightly and asked softly:
"Moye, are you worried about me?"

With this question, coupled with her alluring expression and tender gaze, the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.

Mo Xie was stunned, staring blankly at Mu Nu Jiao, who looked so pitiful. For the first time, he felt that she was so beautiful and charming, especially her alluring red lips. He couldn't help but want to kiss her.

Realizing that her thoughts were a bit off, she quickly looked away and tried to appear calm, saying, "You're my roommate, and now you're my teammate, so of course I have to care about you."

"Oh~ so it's your roommates and teammates. Aren't they... your personal maids?"

Mu Nujiao's beautiful eyes were teasing. When the topic of her maid status came up, she had long since lost her initial shyness and instead treated it as a joke, covering her mouth and chuckling softly.

"We're outside now, haha..."

Upon hearing this, Mo Xie's expression froze, and he scratched his head, forcing a dry laugh.

The two exchanged a glance, and smiles appeared on their faces, dispelling the previously ambiguous atmosphere.

Even Mu Nujiao's mood improved; she felt that as long as she was by this man's side, all difficulties could be easily resolved.

His gaze toward Mo Xie was filled with admiration and affection, sparkling with a hint of light, his eyes brimming with spring-like warmth.

After chatting for a while, Mo Xie turned to look at Mu Nujiao, raised his hand and placed it on her head, gently rubbing it, and said earnestly.

"Anyway, you should go back to your tent and rest. We have to travel tomorrow. I'll take the night watch. Anyway, it's my turn to take the next shift."

"Don't overthink it. I'm always here for you. If you encounter any difficulties, you can come to me. I'll definitely help if I can."

Feeling the warmth on her head, Mu Nujiao was slightly stunned. She stared blankly at Mo Xie, who was full of gentleness. Her heart pounded wildly, her cheeks flushed, and her beautiful eyes sparkled with a pink light.

As if guided by a ghost, her delicate body subtly tilted to the right, her head slowly resting on his broad shoulder, and she closed her eyes to enjoy the moment.

Judging from this posture, one might think that Mo Xie took the initiative to pull Mu Nu Jiao into her arms, just like a loving couple.

“Nujiao…”

Mo Xie was surprised that the other party would lean in so close. Her body stiffened, and her left hand landed on her delicate shoulder without pushing him away.

After a moment of tenderness, Mu Nujiao raised her head, revealing a mischievous smile, and brought her red lips close to Mo Xie's ear, her breath as fragrant as orchids.

"Thank you, then I'll go back to sleep... Master~ hmm~"

If my arranged marriage partner were you, I wouldn't have to worry about so much, but unfortunately...

After saying that, while Mo Xie was still in a daze, she escaped from the comfortable embrace, winked her beautiful eyes seductively, and swayed her wasp waist and plump hips back into the tent, graceful and charming.

Because of those two explicit words, Mo Xie stood there stunned, not even lowering his arm in mid-air.

Although the word "master" was often heard from Liu Xian and Liu Ru, it was quite shocking to hear it uttered for the first time by the dignified and elegant Mu Nujiao.

When he came to his senses, he shook his head with a chuckle, looked away, and quietly watched the flames burning in the campfire.

Is it because of his aristocratic family background that he is so confused?
From the very beginning, Mo Xie saw sorrow in Mu Nujiao's eyes, especially that sense of confusion, like a homeless kitten.

Indeed, Mo Xie could understand her; being born into a prestigious family was both a blessing and a curse.

As friends, I should help as much as I can. After all, she said she was my maid, and as her master, I can't just stand by and do nothing.

Unbeknownst to them, a zipper on one of the tents had opened, and a pair of eyes had witnessed their every move before zipping it up again. (End of Chapter)