There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

With his rich experience, Jiang Mo quickly sorted out and summarized the information, extracting several key points and understanding his current identity and situation.

So they became even more careful with their movements.

It was a clear summer night with a bright moon and few stars. The bright moonlight gushed out like a spring, pouring down on the ground and scattering frost-like light across the sky.

It was sheltered by the darkness of night and illuminated by the moonlight.

It was indeed a good opportunity to infiltrate Fire Rain Manor and investigate.

Meanwhile, Jiang Mo had already sneaked into the backyard where Huo Yu Gong's family lived. Looking down from high above, he could see a rather tight patrol and guard.

So he continued walking toward the back garden, which should have been deserted at the moment.

In his mind, a clear map pointed Jiang Mo in the right direction, allowing him to grasp the general structure of Fire Rain Manor almost with his eyes closed.

Before long, they arrived at the back garden.

Jiang Mo was about to choose a sufficiently secluded spot to land when his gaze, which had been quickly sweeping across the backyard, froze, and he even forgot to breathe for a moment.

It is the height of summer, and flowers are blooming in profusion, vying for attention.

But the flowers that the craftsmen had carefully tended to every day seemed to pale in comparison at this moment, for among them lay a stunningly beautiful young woman, drunk and asleep.

Therefore, the blooming of all the flowers in the garden was merely an embellishment.

The girl looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she already had a shapely figure. She wore a pink dress, which made her fair skin look even more delicate.

They seemed to have sensed something.

She, who was drunk and tilting her head to one side, suddenly raised her head and looked up at the night sky.

Pink long hair and alluring lips~

A dreamy look with light blue eyeshadow~

Suddenly, a brainwashing melody rang in his mind. Although it didn't quite fit the current situation, it did reveal Jiang Mo's current state of mind.

At least, he was indeed standing there dumbfounded.

The girl lying drunk among the flowers perfectly embodies the meaning of being born with a seductive charm. Although she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, she exuded a captivating allure even before her youthful innocence had faded.

Those fox-like, slightly upturned eyes possessed an innate, captivating charm.

The meticulously combed sideburns were not the jet black common in the Central Plains, but rather a light brownish-red, which, under the frost and moonlight, showed a hint of cherry blossom pink.

Her hairstyle was elegant and adorned with dazzling gold and jewels, resembling a precious fruit growing on a branch.

Her hair hung low.

The clothes she wore were also a vibrant and lively pink, which made the young girl charming and beautiful, while still retaining the tenderness that should be present at her age.

This very appropriate outfit is quite unique in style, its design being similar to the palace dresses often worn by noblewomen in the Central Plains countries.

The degree of openness has been greatly increased.

Her robe was wide open, her waist cinched, revealing her swan-like neck, her voluptuous legs, and her exquisite feet...

Many of the most captivating and talked-about landscapes are only partially veiled, revealing glimpses of the springtime charm.

Ultimately, it was still in the land of Baiyue.

They were quite unrestrained by etiquette, only seeking comfort and aesthetic appeal.

However, Huoyu Manor is arguably the most prosperous place in Baiyue. Fine silks, satins, and brocades that are rare in other places are just ordinary necessities here.

The clothes worn by the girl who was drunk and lying among the flowers were quite exquisite.

Not only are the fabrics used extremely luxurious, but more importantly, the cutting and sewing techniques are also quite superb, making it a masterpiece of ingenuity.

Just by looking at it, you can feel an aura of unparalleled nobility emanating from it.

Even in the capital of South Korea, Siege, such an outfit would be enough to attract the attention of many wealthy women.

Based on Jiang Mo's limited experience in appreciating women's clothing, among all the people he had seen, perhaps only Princess Honglian's clothes could be considered slightly better.

Although the clothes worn by the others each had their own unique characteristics, they all paled in comparison at this moment.

At least in terms of elegance, it is indeed completely incomparable.

A girl dressed in such fine clothes should have been raised like a lotus in the deep palace, living a life where she never had to lift a finger.

Even when traveling, one should be surrounded by attendants and carefully look after others.

Yet this very same noble and elegant young woman was now lying drunkenly alone among the flowers, her alluring eyes filled with a dreamy look.

Even when furtive figures with their heads and faces hidden entered their field of vision, they showed no sign of panic.

Instead, she waved to Jiang Mo with great interest.

It seemed as if she wanted to invite him to drink together among the flowers.

Completely unaware of how much their current appearance makes them tempting to commit crimes.

Is this Hu Meiren?

No wonder Honglian called her a fox spirit.

I'm starting to understand King Zhou a little better now...

My mind, already racing with wild thoughts, still managed to maintain a minimum level of rationality.

Gazing at the stunningly beautiful girl reclining among the flowers, Jiang Mo recognized her from her somewhat familiar features and couldn't help but stop and marvel.

This is only human nature and there is nothing wrong with it.

Any man with a sound mind and body would be unable to resist taking a second look at such an alluring sight.

Even with their girlfriends right beside them, there are quite a few who can't help but linger and turn around to look at each other with delight.

The problem is that Jiang Mo is currently in the midst of an infiltration and reconnaissance operation.

Now that he is the leader of all birds, he can be considered the senior of Mo Ya and Bai Feng. So, walking on the eaves and flying through the air are naturally no problem for him.

Sneaking in under cover of night, there's no reason for them to operate on the ground.

If a bird freezes in mid-air, it usually means it has broken its wings and is about to fall.

Jiang Mo needed time to immerse himself in the identity of Mo Yuan and to master Bai Niao's unique lightness skill.

Unexpectedly, they stumbled upon the beautiful Hu lying drunk among the flowers.

With a mere moment of distraction, Jiang Mo's once light and free figure could no longer be maintained, and he plummeted to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

It seemed as if Hu Meiren's wave of her hand just now contained boundless charm, causing Jiang Mo to disregard the danger and plunge straight down from the sky.

All I want is to be in their arms as soon as possible.

Most likely, drunkenness had completely taken over her reason, and Hu Meiren seemed quite confused.

Despite clearly seeing a figure plummeting rapidly from mid-air, she seemed oblivious to any danger. Instead, she appeared amused by Jiang Mo's elusive movements and giggled.

If this gets smashed solid, I'm afraid it'll bring tears to the eyes of loved ones!

Seeing that he was about to smash Hu Meiren, Jiang Mo felt no joy at achieving his goal. He took a deep breath of the cold night air and forced himself to calm down.

Phoenix Dance...

Feathers fall...

Fortunately, Jiang Mo was no longer in a state of complete ignorance. After a rapid flash through his mind of the various methods Mo Yuan possessed, he immediately found a feasible solution to resolve the current crisis.

A jet-black feather blade was thrown downwards from the sleeve.

This action was not intended to harm anyone, but rather to create something to leverage in mid-air.

Even if that doesn't allow Jiang Mo to establish a stable foothold.

Even if one can draw strength from it, it is very little.

Jiang Mo still lightly touched the feather blade with his toes, urging his inner strength to adjust his body as much as possible, thus mitigating the downward momentum.

Countless flowers broke off their branches, and petals scattered across the sky from the impact. Before Jiang Mo could recover, a charming and alluring smile appeared before him:

"Big bird, where did you come from? And where are you going?"

Falling from a great height is no joke.

Even though Jiang Mo tried his best to mitigate the impact of the fall, after his back made a firm, intimate embrace with the ground, he still felt a sudden blackout.

He almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

I felt like my whole body was about to fall apart.

Despite hearing a loud bang right next to her, Hu Meiren seemed oblivious to the danger, leaning closer to Jiang Mo and tilting her head to look at him.

He then placed his hand on Jiang Mo's cheek.

Jiang Mo, who looked ready to take advantage of the situation and ruthlessly "wall-slam" the general, was about to do so.

The other one was still restlessly stroking Jiang Mo's back.

Her previously dazed eyes now showed a hint of confusion as she moved.

They seemed to be wondering why the little bird didn't have wings.

How much did they drink?

As Jiang felt the soft, boneless hand caressing his back, Jiang Mo couldn't help but feel a little amused and exasperated.

He subconsciously sniffed.

However, what hits you is not the smell of alcohol, but a fragrant floral scent and a captivating body fragrance.

"Miss? Miss, are you here?"

Suddenly, a loud shout came, causing Jiang Mo to forget the warm and soft beauty so close to him, and his heart tightened involuntarily.

Chapter 125: Why is it a silly beauty?

Someone's coming!

The voice calling wasn't close; it sounded quite a distance away, and it was a soft, sweet girl's voice, so it didn't give off any sense of danger.

But Jiang Mo immediately became alert.

As the saying goes, a guilty conscience needs no accuser. Even though Jiang Mo didn't think that having another girl could do anything to him, his subconscious thought was still to make a quick getaway and avoid a direct confrontation.