Yang Guo: I'm invincible in the opening battle against Aunt Guo!

After seeing the Old Urchin off, Yang Guo turned around and went back into his room.

Guo Fu was sitting on the edge of the bed, still holding the half-sewn little bib in her hand. When she saw Yang Guo come in, she looked up and asked:

"Brother Yang, what did Uncle Old Rascal say to you?"

Yang Guo walked over and sat down next to her, smiling as he said, "It's nothing, he just asked me to do him a small favor."

"A small favor?" Guo Fu blinked. "What kind of small favor do you have to tell me behind my back?"

Yang Guo found it amusing to look at her curious yet somewhat suspicious expression.

This girl is usually carefree, but she's surprisingly perceptive when it comes to these kinds of things.

Of course, he couldn't tell the truth.

If Guo Fu knew that he was going to break into the Mongol camp at night to steal flags and burn tents, she would definitely object.

That will be even more troublesome.

"It's nothing," Yang Guo said, putting his arm around her waist. "It's just that the old rascal wants me to play a game with him. You know how he is, he loves to play."

Guo Fu was still not quite convinced and was about to ask again—

Yang Guo leaned down and kissed her lips.

"Well……"

All of Guo Fu's words were shut down.

She was stunned for a moment, then wrapped her arms around Yang Guo's neck and responded passionately.

Yang Guo's hand slipped inside her clothes and skillfully untied the ties.

Guo Fu's breathing gradually became rapid. All thoughts of being a rascal and a busybody were thrown to the back of her mind at this moment.

"Brother Yang..." she murmured.

Yang Guo chuckled softly, picked her up horizontally, and carried her to the bed.

"Isn't Fu-mei about to have a baby? We need to hurry."

Guo Fu blushed but didn't argue. She simply buried her face in his chest and whispered, "You...you be gentle..."

The curtains fell, and the candlelight flickered.

The bed rocked gently, accompanied by soft breaths and whispers.

Once, twice, three times...

Guo Fu gradually became exhausted, but she gritted her teeth and persevered.

She needs to work very hard to have a child for Brother Yang.

Looking at her earnest expression, Yang Guo felt both touched and amused.

He slowed down his movements and gently guided her, allowing her to gradually relax in pleasure.

The fourth time, the fifth time, the sixth time...

Guo Fu finally couldn't hold on any longer and lay limply in Yang Guo's arms, without even the strength to lift a finger.

"Brother Yang..." she murmured, "I'm so tired..."

Yang Guo gently kissed her forehead and said softly, "Go to sleep if you're tired."

Guo Fu nodded, snuggled closer to him, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Yang Guo held her in his arms, listening to her even breathing, and his heart softened.

This girl is really going all out to have his child.

After their seventh time practicing together, she was exhausted, but he was full of energy.

Yang Guo lay quietly for a while, and only after Guo Fu had fallen into a deep sleep did he gently withdraw his arm, get up and get out of bed.

He moved very lightly, without making a sound.

After putting on his night clothes, he glanced back at the bed. Guo Fu was fast asleep, a slight smile on her lips.

A sense of guilt welled up in Yang Guo's heart.

He lied to her and then left in the middle of the night.

However, he didn't do anything to wrong Guo Fu.

With these thoughts in mind, he gently pushed open the door, slipped out, and disappeared into the night.

……

At midnight, outside the Mongol army camp north of the city.

Yang Guo used his lightness skill to silently traverse the wilderness and arrived at a mound three miles outside the Mongol army camp.

This was the location he had observed during his last infiltration; it offered excellent visibility and provided cover.

He had just bent down when he heard a rustling sound behind him.

Looking back, I saw the old rascal crouching low, sneaking over.

He was dressed in a set of night clothes that he had somehow gotten his hands on, and his face was covered with a black cloth, revealing only a pair of shifty eyes.

"Yang Guo!" The Old Urchin lowered his voice and waved excitedly at him, "You're here!"

Yang Guo nodded and lowered his voice, "Senior, you arrived early?"

"Just arrived! Just arrived!" The old rascal crouched down beside him, peering towards the military camp. "It'll be fun now that you're here!"

Yang Guo followed his gaze.

The campsites stretched out, dotted with campfires, and cavalrymen patrolled the night, carrying torches as they passed through.

In the direction of the central army, the deep blue royal flag fluttered in the night wind.

"See that?" the old rascal pointed to the flag. "That's our target! Last time, Little Dragon Girl and I stole one, and that old monk was furious. I returned it to him later, and now we're waiting to steal it again, to make him truly submit!"

Yang Guo chuckled.

This old rascal really treats everything like a game.

But it's good, he was injured by the Golden Wheel Monk last time and was holding his breath.

This time, not only can we steal the flag, but we can also burn the tents, which will be a good opportunity to vent our anger.

"Senior," Yang Guo whispered, "besides stealing the flag, how are we going to burn the tents?"

The old rascal's eyes lit up. "I've got it all figured out! We'll split up. You steal the flag, and I'll set it on fire. By the time that old monk realizes what's happening, the flag will be gone, and the tent will be burned down. Hahaha, that'll make him furious!"

Yang Guo thought for a moment and nodded, "Alright. But senior, please be careful. The Golden Wheel Monk is quite skilled, and there are several other experts as well."

"Don't worry, don't worry!" The old rascal patted his chest. "I may not be good at much else, but I'm the best at running away! If I can't beat them, I'll just run! They can't catch me!"

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