The daughter of the Marquis is too delicate, the abstinent prince pinches her waist and loves her

Chapter 213 The Grain Supply Was Burned

"What selfless love..." Ye Jingnian sneered, raised his hand and pinched her face, his sinister phoenix eyes locked on her, his softened voice sending chills down one's spine, "But Azhi, I have always kept my promises only to you. Did I promise you anything about this?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhixing's expression suddenly stiffened, and she said, "You..."

"All's fair in war." He watched Mu Zhixing's face gradually turn pale, chuckled, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips. He said, "Having not seen you for half a year, you're still so naive. You think you can get away unscathed? Do you think this is an inn?"

He raised his hand, his fingertips tracing her collarbone, and said, "I want you and Western Shu, both."

With a "whoosh," the knot was untied, the fox fur coat fell to the ground, revealing her pure white dress.

Mu Zhixing's heart skipped a beat. She looked up at him and said, "The soldiers of Western Shu have already rested. Your Highness has gone back on your word. Do you want to be condemned by neighboring countries for your shamelessness?"

"Shameless?" Ye Jingnian raised his beautiful lips as if he had heard an interesting word, his eyes filled with an unfathomable emotion. "Azhi, this is the first time you have ever insulted me."

His fingertips, which had been touching hers, gradually moved down to her heart, and a rapid heartbeat came from his fingertips.

He sneered and said, "Scared already? Weren't you so tough just now?"

Mu Zhixing bit her lip, looked up into his eyes, and suddenly stood up to hug his neck, pressing herself against his chest.

She was trembling all over, but she held him tighter and tighter.

The girl's lips trembled, and with a weak sob in her voice, she said, "If I can keep you in the military tent for these seven days, will you not have time to lead the troops to attack the city?"

Ye Jingnian enjoyed her rare initiative, his fingertips gently twirling the silver bell at her waist, and said, "If I say yes, what will you do?"

Mu Zhixing tilted her head back and slowly touched his lips.

A flame suddenly ignited in Ye Jingnian's eyes. He tightened his arms around her waist, raised his hand to hold the back of her head, and kissed her fiercely.

On the city wall of Xishu, Mu Jiyue watched as Zhu Luo's troops gradually withdrew, the city gates slowly opened, and the troops inside the city were stationed outside. Ten thousand troops were sent out to retreat to the border of Baiyue City.

She toyed with the moon-shaped jade pendant in her hand and let out a cold laugh.

She turned her head and whispered a few words to the city lord. The city lord looked troubled and frowned, saying, "But Princess, the Third Princess is still in the hands of Crown Prince Zhu Luo..."

Mu Jiyue raised an eyebrow and asked, "Does anyone who ends up in Crown Prince Zhu Luo's hands ever come back?" She narrowed her eyes slightly and glared at him, saying, "If you don't comply, I will report your surrender without a fight to my father! And he will take your head!"

The city lord's face suddenly turned deathly pale: "Your subject understands!"

Third Princess, now that you've left, don't even think about coming back.

Three days later, night fell.

Inside the military tent, the candlelight flickered, and the girl's sobs were muffled.

Ye Jingnian looked at the spoils on the table with a satisfied expression. His rough fingertips rubbed against the Crown Prince's emblem on Mu Zhixing's shoulder, and he said with a cruel smile, "Azhi, of all your bodies, only this part can satisfy me."

Mu Zhixing's fair skin flushed red. She bit her lip and turned her face away, her voice hoarse with tears as she stubbornly said, "Then Your Highness... just cut off this skin..."

The expressions of love she once showed him ultimately became fodder for his mockery...

Then she doesn't want it anymore!
Ye Jingnian rubbed her lips together and said, "Trying to cut your losses and survive? Without this skin, will that brat Yuheng still want you?" "Yuheng?" Mu Zhixing frowned, her eyes filled with confusion.

"What are you pretending for?" Ye Jingnian raised his hand and pinched her face, saying, "Wasn't it very intimate of you to be cuddling and kissing him in the Imperial Garden under the flowers and moon? Your father admires him very much, doesn't he? When will he be made a prince consort?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhixing was filled with astonishment: "How do you know about the situation in the palace?"

Ye Jingnian's eyes darkened: "As expected..."

"He saved my life. My father appointed him as my bodyguard to protect my safety, that's all." Mu Zhixing turned her face away, her tone stubborn and earnest.

"Are you so afraid that I'll misunderstand?" Ye Jingnian smiled, as long as she was willing to explain, he would be happy.

Mu Zhixing clenched her fists tightly, her tears breaking into fragments.

"Didn't you want to be a hero for your country and its people? You can't even stand it after just two days." He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "There are still five days left. How do you plan to keep me here?"

A tear rolled down Mu Zhixing's cheek. Her fair and beautiful face was always covered in tears when she met him, and the tears reflected a bright light under the candlelight, making her look pitiful.

These tears are the perfect spoils for Ye Jingnian.

He kissed away her tears, pried her fingers apart one by one, and intertwined his fingers with hers, his voice hoarse as he said, "You really disappointed me last time for not returning with my child."

"Hmph..." Mu Zhixing suddenly gave a self-deprecating sneer and said, "After drinking so many contraceptives, how could I possibly get pregnant so easily?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Jingnian remained silent for a moment.

He knew, of course, that contraceptives were harmful, but at the time he thought she wouldn't live to see the effects of the drugs...

Without anyone noticing, a faint tenderness appeared in his eyes, as if nothing had happened.

He gently called her name: "Azhi..."

"Report! The Western Shu army has launched a night attack on our camp's supplies!" A sudden report from outside the military tent snapped the two men, who had been lost in thought for a moment, back to reality.

Ye Jingnian glared at her, his grip on her hand tightening: "Shameless? Mu Zhixing, open your eyes and take a good look, who is truly shameless!"

The sudden intensity caused Mu Zhixing to feel a sharp pain in her abdomen. Before she could recover, Ye Jingnian had already left her, hurriedly putting on his clothes and leaving the tent.

Mu Zhixing clutched her stomach, curled up on the table, frowned, gritted her teeth, and groaned, "Mu Jiyue..."

At that moment, Mu Jiyue stood on the city wall, looking towards the direction of Zhu Luo's military camp in the distance. Seeing the thick smoke billowing and the flames soaring into the sky, she revealed a cold smile.

Although the fire was large, it only burned down two grain stacks before it was brought under control and quickly extinguished by soldiers.

"Second Princess, the Zhu Luo army camp is near the river, so even if they burn the grain and fodder, they won't burn much..." the city lord said with a puzzled look.

Upon hearing this, Mu Jiyue snorted coldly, glanced at him, and said, "I didn't expect to burn all their grain supplies. If we burned them all, they would enter the city to plunder, causing famine among the people. How much silver would the national treasury lose?"

The city lord paused slightly, then said, "What is the princess thinking..."

“Ye Jingnian hates being schemed against the most.” Mu Jiyue leisurely played with the blood-red centipede on her finger, an enigmatic smile appearing in her eyes. “This provocation will most likely provoke his rage, and when people are angry, they are most likely to take it out on others…”