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

The only type of spear referred to in this era was the red-tasseled spear.

It is impossible to associate nature with fire.

This was naturally impossible to explain clearly to Hu Meier in front of him, so after thinking for a moment, he could only give a vague explanation:

"In short, just make sure you don't accidentally hurt anyone."

"Harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth!"

"Accidental injury? You petty thief, how dare you say that! 'Peace brings wealth,' you say? All the wealth has gone into your own pocket, hasn't it?!"

Hu Meier was almost laughing.

With no one around, she seemed to have broken free from some invisible shackles and rolled her eyes at Jiang Mo without any politeness.

After thinking for a moment, she seemed to notice something else.

Tilting her head, she cast a suspicious glance at Jiang Mo: "Are you trying to stall for time by rambling on like this? Get to work!"

No way!

His little scheme was exposed, and Jiang Mo drawled out his words as he tried to brush it off, his mind racing as he considered ways to deal with the situation:

"If people surround me, I won't be able to escape either, so why would I deliberately waste time?"

As he spoke, Jiang Mo took off the binoculars that were originally clipped to his waist to show his sincerity, gently placed them on the ground, and pushed them towards Hu Meier.

Rolling around~

With a soft thud, the bamboo telescope rolled toward Hu Meier.

"Huh? What is this?"

"I don't remember having this in my room... Could it be some kind of hidden weapon?!"

After staring at the telescope with some curiosity for a while, Hu Meier suddenly became alert and raised the crossbow in her hand, aiming it at Jiang Mo's brow.

Waves of phantom pain began to come uncontrollably.

Like staring at the tip of a needle.

It stings terribly.

"Hey, hey, hey, you promised not to get excited! I just put one item down, and you're already going to back out?"

Upon seeing this, Jiang Mo immediately began to shout loudly, as if he had suffered a great injustice, accusing Hu Meier of breaking her word. He even spoke eloquently in his defense:

"What kind of hidden weapon is this that you throw at people in front of them, and so slowly?"

"Do you think the enemy won't react in time?"

After Jiang Mo said that, Hu Meier suddenly realized that she had made a fuss over nothing, and awkwardly pressed down on the crossbow in her hand.

However, I couldn't help but ask out of curiosity:

"Why is your bamboo tube so shiny inside? Did you put some kind of jewel inside?"

When she asked this question, Hu Meier already had the answer in her heart.

She suspected that Jiang Mo had stuffed some of the treasures he had taken from her boudoir into the room, and couldn't help but feel a little contempt for the guy in front of her.

I thought you were just a little bit abnormal.

I never expected him to be so worldly, just like any other petty thief, so easily blinded by the so-called treasure.

I despise you!

Unexpectedly, Jiang Mo gave her a mysterious smile and said in a pretentious tone:

"This is a rare treasure that is extremely rare in the world!"

"Don't be fooled by its unassuming appearance; it contains the principles of the universe's transformations, revealing the mysteries of the shifting stars and the changing yin and yang..."

Jiang Mo used a combination of coaxing and deception, bombarding Hu Meier with a string of unfamiliar words.

The other person couldn't help but become very curious.

If you were to place any precious gems like gold, silver, coral, or jade in front of her, Hu Meier would most likely not even give them a second glance.

But these novel and ingenious gadgets were exactly what piqued her interest.

Especially since Jiang Mo made it sound so mysterious.

This made Hu Meier feel restless and itchy. While continuing to keep a wary eye on Jiang Mo, she tried to stick her foot out towards the binoculars that had rolled in front of her.

A small, delicate foot peeked out from under the hem of her emerald green skirt, encased in a spotless apricot-yellow embroidered shoe, the instep slightly curled as it stepped toward the binoculars.

She could vaguely see the white stockings covering her delicate skin.

Thin and sheer, it is also made of the finest silk.

Slender, bony ankles also possess a graceful and captivating curve.

"Pah! You shameless, dissolute scoundrel, what are you looking at? Turn around right now!!"

Hu Meier didn't really care, but she stopped pretending to be a proper young lady and casually tried to pick up the bamboo tube with her toes.

Unexpectedly, this act of extending her foot drew Jiang Mo's unwavering gaze.

This made her slightly embarrassed, her cheeks flushing uncontrollably.

Her right leg, which had just stepped onto the binoculars, couldn't help but tense up immediately, and as her skirt swayed slightly, a section of her shapely, fair calf was revealed.

The tender calves tensed slightly from the exertion.

Like preparing to gracefully take the stage.

It perfectly accentuates the body's graceful contours, making the calves appear even longer and more slender, which is truly pleasing to the eye.

This drew Jiang Mo's intense gaze.

Enraged, Hu Meier wanted nothing more than to stab Jiang Mo in the forehead with the crossbow in her hand. Lian Sheng scolded him several times, finally making the shameless thief turn around.

He even shook his head slightly, looking quite regretful.

Staring intently at Jiang Mo's back, Hu Meier seemed even more nervous than Jiang Mo, who was being held hostage, gripping the crossbow tightly in her hand without daring to relax.

He tiptoed toward the binoculars at his feet.

Jiang Mo on the other side was quite cooperative, always raising his hands and facing away from Hu Meier, looking like he was saying, "Anyway, I have no intention of resisting, so you can do whatever you want."

Two rounded silhouettes were reflected in the soft embroidered shoes. Hu Meier's toes twitched slightly, deftly tilting the binoculars upwards.

Her free hand reached out and firmly grasped the binoculars, but her embroidered eyebrows furrowed slightly.

The workmanship is really rough!

It wasn't even coated with lacquer or wax; it was rough and not slippery at all.

Hu Meier, with her delicate and pampered body, was surrounded by exquisitely crafted objects, as if afraid that any imperfections might scratch her tender skin.

Such hastily made objects seem all the more novel.

While subconsciously grumbling to himself, he couldn't help but hold the binoculars up to his face and examine them closely.

Naturally, they also noticed the crystal lens embedded within it.

She had a similar crystal mirror in front of her dressing table, so she was naturally familiar with this thing.

But this is different from what she used.

One side of it is not silver-plated, and there are lenses embedded at both the front and back ends. What is this for?

Driven by a restless curiosity, Hu Meier couldn't resist raising the binoculars to her eyes and peering into the distance through them.

Just one glance was enough to startle Hu Meier.

Suddenly, a huge pigeon appeared in front of Hu Meier, seemingly about to flap its wings and pounce on her, scratching her face with its claws.

Startled, Hu Meier instinctively threw the binoculars outwards.

He felt dizzy and staggered backward several steps, almost falling to the ground.

The weakness in quality control, ironically, became the key to turning the tide at this point.

Jiang Mo's lenses were already quite rough, with scratches and wear making the reflected vision blurry. Not to mention the dizziness caused by the loss of focus.

Even Jiang Mo himself had to be very careful when using it.

You have to force yourself to endure the nausea and dizziness.

What's more, it was as if Hu Meier, whom I met for the first time, had caught me completely off guard and accidentally put my nearsighted glasses and reading glasses in front of my eyes.

And coincidentally, it was a pair of broken reading glasses.

Naturally, the dizziness was unbearable, and I almost saw stars and fell to the ground on the spot.

Under such circumstances, even the most deadly crossbow could no longer threaten Jiang Mo, and his robes billowed up as if wings were spreading.

The sound of a feather blade slicing through the air was sharp and piercing.

Before Hu Meier could recover from the dizziness of the spinning world, she felt a sharp pain in her wrist, and the crossbow she had been holding tightly slipped from her grasp and fell to the ground.

An arrow that was hastily fired was easily dodged by Jiang Mo by tilting his head.

However, since it was something a VIP customer like Hu Meier had bought, the Gongshu family hadn't skimped on it at all; the power of the crossbow bolts was truly astonishing. Even though Jiang Mo completely dodged the arrows, the force of the wind they carried still tore through the veil he was wearing.

His rather thin, handsome face was now very close.

Finished!

Hu Meier, who hadn't fully recovered from the shock, was stunned by the sudden reversal of the situation and turned pale, completely at a loss for how to deal with it.

"Second Miss, we..."

As Jiang Mo's voice reached her ears, the demonic claws he had extended rapidly enlarged before her eyes. Hu Meier instinctively closed her eyes, but the expected pain did not occur.

Rough fingers brushed across the side of her cheek.

It was scalding hot.

"We'll meet again. Next time, don't be so careless!"

The soft laughter that came close to her ear, accompanied by warm breath, made Hu Meier's ear tips turn red, and her heart skipped a beat.

She opened her eyes, only to see that Jiang Mo had already withdrawn his hand.

He did nothing but touch her cheek and casually pluck a feather from her hair before disappearing into the distance without lingering.