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

The birds are raising petty thieves, not robbers.

At least not now.

Otherwise, his first reaction at this moment would definitely be to grab the beauty in front of him, take her hostage, and kidnap her.

Hu Meiren, on the other hand, seemed completely unaware of her own situation.

"Sister Chunlan? Where did you run off to?! Come and see what I caught, a big bird... Waaaaah..."

Upon hearing the familiar voice, the tipsy Hu Meiren was dazed for a moment before she came to her senses.

With that silly grin that comes with being drunk, she swayed as she tried to stand up and beckoned to her personal maid.

However, before he could finish speaking, Jiang Mo covered his mouth.

Even though Bai Niao was not yet Ji Wuye's assassin group at this time, Mo Yuan's ability to become its leader showed that she was quite skilled.

Even though I just fell hard, I can still grit my teeth and persevere.

Seeing that Hu Meiren was going to continue causing trouble for him, Jiang Mo didn't think twice. He immediately turned over, covered her mouth, and pushed the drunken, silly beauty back into the flower bushes.

From being pinned against the wall to being pinned against the wall, the balance of power shifts instantly.

He lowered his body, peeking only slightly out from the flowers, his gaze fixed on the approaching flame.

So much so that he overlooked the movements of the beauty beneath him.

After all, that wasn't even a struggle.

So drunk she was mostly unaware of her surroundings, and even with Jiang Mo covering her mouth and pinning her down, she had no sense of danger whatsoever.

Instead, she continued to reach out and touch Jiang Mo's body.

I don't even know what I'm trying to find.

Jiang Mo, who was staring intently at the firelight, couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding. The girl named Chunlan was still rushing towards them.

Not only did he arrive, but he also seemed to be accompanied by several strong guards.

There was nothing Jiang Mo could do; even though he covered Hu Meiren's mouth immediately, the commotion from the fall was still too great.

It will definitely attract people to come and investigate.

We need to find a way to get out...

Forcing his way in would be the worst possible option. If someone were injured, the situation would become extremely serious, and Jiang Mo would face even tighter security if he tried to sneak into Fire Rain Manor again.

He had no intention of putting himself under pressure.

We still need to find a way to distract them and seize the opportunity to escape quickly...

With his mind racing, amidst the repeated calls of "Miss, where are you?", Jiang Mo looked down at the beauty Hu beneath him.

At this point, Jiang Mo had already guessed that the other party was probably drunk and had gotten lost in their own backyard.

It may have even tripped and fallen, so it simply lay down in the flower bushes.

I got lost in my own home...

Jiang Mo had never imagined that Chinese characters could be arranged and combined in such a way. For a moment, he didn't know whether to lament the harm caused by fake alcohol or criticize the extravagance of the nouveau riche.

"Look, they're looking for you."

Lowering his voice, Jiang Mo adopted a coaxing tone, as if speaking to a child, as he gently coaxed the drunken, bewildered beauty before him:

"Shall we go over there?"

As a trial, Jiang Mo loosened his grip on Hu Meiren's shoulders slightly, intending to push her out of the flower bushes to attract the attention of those searching for her.

But Hu Meiren still showed no sign of leaving Jiang Mo's side.

Instead, she snuggled even closer into his arms.

Perhaps because the initial warming effect of the alcohol had worn off, the cool night breeze felt even colder, and Hu Meiren shrank her neck, subconsciously wanting to draw more warmth from Jiang Mo.

She seemed to want to say something, her full lips trembling slightly, leaving a soft touch as they brushed against Jiang Mo's palm.

It has such a wonderful tactile feel.

I wonder what it will taste like.

Jiang Mo hesitated for a moment, then tentatively moved his hand away, wanting to hear what Hu Meiren had to say.

Her left hand, which was originally positioned to support her against the wall, was ready to slap her if she tried to shout for help, causing Hu Meiren to tumble out of the flower bushes.

That would definitely attract other people's attention.

Unexpectedly, after removing her hand, a silly laugh came from Hu Meiren's lips:

"It's fluffy, hehe, so fluffy..."

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the creature was actually grabbing the feather decoration on Jiang Mo's chest, burying its head in it and rubbing against it, completely absorbed in "cuddling a cat."

Jiang Mo couldn't help but break out in a few black lines on his forehead.

The feather-like decorations on his body were a kind of symbol similar to that of the Hundred Birds Organization. Although they were indeed made from feathers from various birds, they were not anything rare.

I really don't know why Hu Meiren is so rare.

In fact, even if Jiang Mo were stripped naked and sold off, he probably wouldn't be worth much money. Not to mention any of Hu Meiren's ornaments, even her handkerchiefs probably wouldn't be worth as much.

But she just wouldn't let go of Jiang Mo's clothes.

It's just like elementary school students having a great time playing with the fuzzy little balls on their clothes.

Such a reaction was truly beyond Jiang Mo's expectations. After all, his impression of Hu Meiren came entirely from anime, and judging from her limited screen time, she should be a clever and shrewd woman.

Although her methods were not as sophisticated as those of the seductive enchantress, they were still sufficient for her to establish herself in the palace.

Using metaphors to represent people, it would be easy for Han Fei to say a few kind words and help Nongyu successfully escape from the Tide Demoness.

Jiang Mo had been secretly suspicious when he saw the other party's confused appearance earlier.

She was wary of his feigned sweetness, secretly waiting for the right opportunity to trick him. But now it seems that this seemingly foolish beauty's demeanor is probably not an act.

Indeed, counterfeit alcohol is harmful!

At other times, it would be one thing if Hu Meiren insisted on rubbing against him, but Jiang Mo, a grown man, wasn't afraid of being taken advantage of by her.

But now that the people searching for Hu Meiren were getting closer, Jiang Mo could no longer enjoy himself.

"There's no way around it, I've offended you..."

Jiang Mo whispered an apology to the dazed beauty in his arms, then reached out and removed the light veil draped over her shoulders, tossing it away with a flick of his wrist.

"Look, there's a nightingale!"

With a hint of coaxing a child, Jiang Mo tossed the shawl from his hand, which floated gracefully in mid-air, seemingly as serene as a nightingale spreading its wings.

Even the smallest magic trick has its uses.

Drawn to the shawl, Hu Meiren instinctively stepped out from the flower bushes and chased after it with a gentle push from Jiang Mo.

However, after stumbling and falling a couple of steps, Hu Meiren couldn't help but turn around again.

In the quiet flowerbed, Jiang Mo was nowhere to be seen. Only feathers slowly fell from the sky, drifting down to the ground littered with fallen petals.

Like a kite soaring away, coming and going as it pleases.

"Brother Mo, is this what you got last night?"

On the cliff outside Fire Rain Manor, a black-haired boy of about ten years old looked at the brocade handkerchief he was holding, then turned to look at Jiang Mo, who was leisurely lying on the ground, and said in disbelief:

"Are you planning to become a womanizer too?"

With a clover dangling from his mouth, Jiang Mo rested his hands behind his head, enjoying a rare moment of leisure with his eyes half-closed. He never expected to be suspected like this so inexplicably, and he almost choked on his own saliva.

"What nonsense are you spouting, kid?"

He raised his hand and tapped the boy on the forehead with a hint of annoyance, then pointed at the handkerchief in the boy's hand and said emphatically:

"Have some common sense!"

"Even if you can't tell that this fabric is the finest brocade, you can at least tell that it has gold thread embroidery, right? This is clearly valuable stolen goods, so how did you associate it with a womanizer?"

"Brother Mo, I understand everything you're saying."

"But this embroidered handkerchief looks like something a woman would use."

Rubbing his slightly reddened forehead, the black-haired boy stared at the exquisitely crafted lark pattern on the pink embroidered handkerchief in his hand. He had never used such an item before, and had rarely seen such a delicate object. He couldn't immediately estimate its value, but he knew it would be enough to ensure they would live comfortably for a while.

In particular, it seems to emit a faint, subtle fragrance.

What makes one wonder is how the things this woman carried with her ended up in Jiang Mo's hands and became the spoils of his nighttime infiltration.

"What happened to the woman's product?"

"The original flavor is more expensive, you don't know anything about this stuff."

"what?"

Jiang Mo's casual remark startled the boy. He instinctively wanted to lean closer to smell it, but Jiang Mo snatched the embroidered handkerchief away.

"Go away, these things are too early for you, don't meddle."

"Also, try to avoid dealing with those shady characters in the organization. Anyway, just know that I didn't come away empty-handed last night."

A thief never leaves empty-handed.

This belief is probably similar to the idea that a fisherman will never be caught out.

Although the infiltration operation failed last night, before the withdrawal, Jiang Mo's occupational habit as "Mo Yuan" kicked in, and he casually swiped something from Hu Meier.

It was just a casual, one-off thing.

Even though Jiang Mo himself felt that taking someone else's handkerchief was indeed a bit shameful in terms of the outcome, when asked about what he gained, he could only put on a brave face.

You can't exactly say that you sneaked in and all you did was fall and get completely dazed.

There was no gain whatsoever.

That would be too undignified.

In fact, even if Jiang Mo presented the embroidered handkerchief as his prize, it wouldn't dispel the black-haired boy's worries. After a moment of hesitation, he couldn't help but speak:

"I don't care about myself, but I'm afraid I'll have a hard time explaining this to the buyer..."

Upon hearing the word "buyer," Jiang Mo couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "Mo Yuan" came to Huoyu Manor to scout the place not because she had her eye on the treasures of Huoyu Manor, but because someone had made a deal with Bai Niao.