Chapter 791 – The Veteran’s Counterplay
On the day of the new moon, the clouds were thick, and the night sky revealed no trace of moonlight.
Whether in Jiang Pengji’s camp or at Jiamen Pass, a tense atmosphere permeated both sides, thick with the smell of gunpowder.
Fu Wang’s expression changed drastically upon hearing that Hui Jun was coming.
The vice generals exchanged glances; they had almost forgotten about this woman.
One vice general spoke up, “General, if that woman sees the movements inside the pass, and if Liu Xi becomes wary…”
Another added, “Indeed, for the sake of the greater good, we absolutely cannot let her return.”
Fu Wang initially thought to drive Hui Jun away to prevent her from witnessing things she shouldn’t, as it would ruin his plan and put her life at risk. However, since the vice general had already spoken, Fu Wang couldn’t reveal his selfish intentions and said, “This general knows how to handle it.”
Hui Jun was brought to the side chamber. Though her appearance under the heavy curtain was already veiled by frost, she managed to keep her emotions in check.
“General, it has only been a day. Why does your complexion seem so terrible?” Hui Jun smiled naturally, as if she hadn’t noticed the unusual atmosphere within Jiamen Pass. She stepped forward lightly, just a few feet away from Fu Wang, and he could even catch a whiff of her body fragrance.
Fu Wang looked seriously at Hui Jun, his dark eyes revealing unmasked strong emotions.
“My soldiers aren’t listening, and it’s causing me some distress. I apologize for letting my lady see me in such a state today.”
Hearing Fu Wang’s way of addressing her, Hui Jun’s heart tightened.
Was this person being unintentional, or was it deliberate?
“I mentioned to the general before that there are those around you with ulterior motives. Did they cause any trouble and bring you distress?”
Hui Jun adopted a listening posture. She was no naïve young girl; the way Fu Wang looked at her today felt off.
She thought quickly, her eyes changed slightly, filled with deep concern as she gazed at Fu Wang.
Fu Wang leaned slightly and asked her, “Lady Hui, are you worried about me?”
“I… I previously told you, I have long admired the general,” Hui Jun shyly nodded, lowering her gaze. It wasn’t overly innocent, but it didn’t come off as desperate for flattery either, stirring the heart… Seeing this, Fu Wang’s internal alarm rang loudly—she was intentionally flirting with him.
“Admiring me?” Fu Wang instinctively held the delicate hand Hui Jun extended, feeling its warm, smooth touch—a sensation that sent an indescribable tremor through him, as if a feather had brushed against the softest part of his heart. “Please, Lady Hui, speak plainly. I am just a dull man and may misinterpret…”
Hui Jun secretly tried to pull back her hand, but his grip felt like an iron hoop, leaving her unable to budge an inch.
“The general is exceptional; all women admire you. Do you really want me to spell it out for you?”
As she spoke those last words, her tone turned sweet yet teasingly sultry, startling Fu Wang as he nearly lost his grip on her delicate hand.
Even knowing Hui Jun was fabricating stories, Fu Wang still felt delighted.
Apart from Jiang Pengji and the system, no one knew Hui Jun possessed charm techniques.
These charm techniques were not ordinary mental control; it was a highly advanced form of mental interference that ordinary folks couldn’t withstand.
Even Hui Jun herself only understood this somewhat; she knew that others were easily swayed by her but didn’t grasp the particulars.
Fu Wang let out a wry smile, becoming clearer in his thoughts. “Everyone says that the gentler the woman, the more likely she is to lead a hero to his doom. I used to scoff at that, but now I realize it’s just that I have seen too little. If this gentleness comes from Lady Hui, there are few men in the world who could resist…”
Hui Jun smiled brightly and leaned softly against his chest, pointedly asking, “General, are you part of those ‘most men’ or ‘few men’?”
As she breathed the rich scent of his body, sweet yet not cloying, it stirred his heartstrings.
He casually glanced outside at the darkened sky, then smiled as he picked her up in a playful manner, causing her to let out a small gasp.
“Fu Wang is just a commoner in front of Lady Hui.”
Fu Wang, whose courtesy name was Zhengtu, had received this name from Fu Yang during his lifetime.
Only a few close confidants were aware of this.
Meanwhile, the guards who accompanied Hui Jun into the pass were all assigned to a remote area, nearby the stables, where the stench was overwhelming.
Disguised as an ordinary guard, Jiang Pengji sensed a different kind of tension as she made her way here.
“My lord, what should we do now?”
Li Yun lowered his head, quietly inquiring Jiang Pengji.
Yes, this kid Li Yun also managed to blend in. He bore a heavy responsibility: not only did he need to stir up trouble within Jiamen Pass, but also protect Jiang Pengji… Sigh, if anything happened to their lord, he could already imagine the sinister smiles of his superiors.
“Judging by the situation, it seems they want to detain us so that we can’t spread any word outside; it conveniently aligns with our plan.”
If Fu Wang had no intention of detaining them, Jiang Pengji would have worried about how to remain in Jiamen Pass with a legitimate reason.
The night was deep; the sky bore no trace of moonlight, casting an inky darkness that felt as if a fierce beast lay in wait.
“I’m just concerned about Hui Jun now… I trust Fu Wang, but he believes he has everything under control. He won’t kill Hui Jun to rally the troops, but I can’t guarantee that those around him won’t act foolishly…” Jiang Pengji furrowed her brow; this possibility couldn’t be ruled out.
Li Yun reassured her, “Lady Hui is wise; she will be safe.”
Jiang Pengji smiled softly, “She is indeed very clever.”
In a place free of confines, her heart blossomed with warmth.
It was precisely for this reason that Jiang Pengji felt particularly distressed and protective over her.
Yet, Jiang Pengji never anticipated that the heart of a woman could be so difficult to read. Even she could not foresee that Hui Jun quietly undertook a significant action, ruthlessly pulling a counterplay on Fu Wang.
She truly had no idea whether Fu Wang was a man or a wolf. Love between men and women wasn’t something one could just nibble at—it almost swallowed her whole.
Once she caught her breath, her mind somewhat cleared, Hui Jun drew in a sharp breath, her gaze sharpening.
The spot beside her had grown cold; that rascal Fu Wang had vanished without a trace.
Hui Jun raised her hand to touch her sore neck, collarbone, and full lips, softly spitting out a sound.
With a hoarse voice, she muttered, “Deserved it!”
She had mixed a considerable amount of refined sleep-inducing powder into her cosmetic powder and lip balm, most of which had ended up in Fu Wang’s stomach.
How could a big man like him recognize the various scents of women’s cosmetics?
Against women, especially beautiful ones, lowering one’s guard and getting played was hardly unjust.
Fu Wang dared to play first; she’d make sure to return the favor!
She moved slightly, feeling a twinge in her secret place, and Hui Jun couldn’t help but think—
Don’t let me see Fu Wang in the prisoner camp!
