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

Subconsciously repeating Jiang Mo's words, Yan Lingji seemed to ponder for a while before finally matching the two names with the characters in her mind.

Then, somewhat belatedly, he spoke up:

"Those two must not get along, right?"

Hearing this, Jiang Mo couldn't help but sigh. Yan Lingji was definitely a woman of great intelligence, but she clearly lacked sufficient experience in political sensitivity.

She had no idea what what had just happened at the banquet meant.

"The problem isn't the two of them, but the people behind them."

"behind?"

Seeing Yan Lingji's seemingly confused expression, Jiang Mo couldn't help but pinch her calf, using the elastic feel of his fingertips to forgive her bewilderment.

"Yes, Baiyue and Korea."

"At the banquet, it may seem that the two are at odds, but in reality, given their status, every move they make represents the will and inclination of the country."

"Little Mozi, aren't you overthinking this?"

Yan Lingji laughed and continued to speak in a teasing tone, trying to see a playful expression on Jiang Mo's face as well.

All that can be seen is a serious expression.

Even the hand that had been stroking her legs was now placed properly in front of her.

This shows that Jiang Mo was not joking.

Then, Yan Lingji's expression became serious. After a slight silence, she looked at Jiang Mo hopefully and asked, "Then, A-Mo, what do you think?"

Chapter 52 We ultimately couldn't take everyone with us.

"I?"

Jiang Mo smiled, his serious expression softening slightly, and his tone becoming very relaxed.

"I'm eating a hot meal, drinking a little wine, and just sitting there watching~"

He knew, of course, that this was not the answer Yan Lingji wanted, and he also knew that if Jiang Mo expressed his attitude and stance, he would almost certainly get the other party's agreement.

But is that really a good thing?

Jiang Mo didn't think he was being manipulated by Yan Lingji's will, but he couldn't deny that he would have a significant impact on Yan Lingji's thoughts.

Yan Lingji is a young girl in her prime, while Jiang Mo is not a carefree boy.

At least not at the level of mental cognition.

If Jiang Mo were to reveal his true thoughts, it would undoubtedly be that neither South Korea nor Baiyue are any good people...

Jiang Mo didn't care if they beat him to a pulp.

Can Yan Lingji be so carefree?

For Jiang Mo, Baiyue was nothing more than a desolate and impoverished place, but for Yan Lingji, it was, after all, the hometown where she grew up.

If it was because of her own influence, Yan Lingji blindly echoed Jiang Mo's opinion.

She will definitely regret her decision today in the future.

after……

Jiang Mo suddenly couldn't help but chuckle softly. It was clearly just a simulation based on reminiscing about the past, and he was only supposed to stay there for two more years at most, yet he was thinking about the future so thoughtfully.

Isn't it all for their own benefit...?

Perhaps, his heart had long been unable to escape being swayed by the words and actions of the girl in front of him.

Looking at Yan Lingji, whose face was filled with confusion, Jiang Mo softened his tone and spoke as gently as possible, "Ayan, you don't need to think so much."

"There's no right or wrong in this matter; after all, your perspective is determined by your position."

"Does your ass determine your thinking?"

Yan Lingji softly repeated the unfamiliar words Jiang Mo had uttered again. She was already used to it, but the word "buttocks" still made her subconsciously adjust her posture.

She was probably afraid that the other person would move their hand down her thigh and then touch her shapely buttocks, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

But Jiang Mo wasn't someone whose head was only in his buttocks. With astonishing willpower, he overcame the alluring, subconscious gestures of Yan Lingji and forcefully pushed the conversation forward:

"Those who are not in a position should not concern themselves with its affairs."

"People only ever think from their own perspective. Ah Yan, you just need to express your truest thoughts from your own point of view."

"I, I don't know..."

Yan Lingji hesitated for a moment before murmuring a satisfactory answer. She looked at Jiang Mo nervously, seemingly worried that her answer might displease him.

As a tentative step, she slightly raised her toes and placed her fair, jade-like feet into Jiang Mo's hands.

It's as if they're preparing to use this to bribe Jiang Mo.

It's astonishing that you would use something like this to test your cadres?

Which cadre can withstand such a test?

With a helpless yet indulgent smile, Jiang Mo raised his hand and gently grasped Yan Lingji's slender, bony ankle, lightly kneading her rounded toes as if playing with a precious treasure, and gently stroking her smooth instep:

"Ah Yan, what do you think of Fire Rain Manor?"

"It's great! The food and drinks are excellent, and the scenery at the resort is beautiful."

Her eyes brightened again, and Yan Lingji's voice became unusually cheerful. She reached out and touched her slightly protruding belly, her voice filled with satisfaction and happiness:

"Lord Huoyu and Sister Yu'er are such kind people~"

Whether it was due to excessive excitement or because Jiang Mo's toes brushing against her instep made Yan Lingji feel unbearably itchy, the jade foot that Jiang Mo wasn't holding couldn't help but wriggle wildly in Jiang Mo's arms.

"Don't move around, I'm massaging your feet~"

Jiang Mo gently pressed down on Yan Lingji's restless feet, his tone slightly strange, as if he was trying his best to suppress something.

However, Yan Lingji did not notice.

Because her attention was quickly drawn to what Jiang Mo said next.

"If I were to say that although Fire Rain Manor is the pearl of Baiyue, in terms of prosperity, it is still like a firefly in the face of the bright moon compared to the capitals of the seven kingdoms of the Central Plains?"

Yan Lingji's eyes widened, and she was speechless for a moment.

Having grown up in the Baiyue villages, the wealth and prosperity of Huoyu Manor far exceeded her expectations when she arrived.

But according to Jiang Mo, this place was not just about the light of fireflies that couldn't see the moon.

Is that really the case?

Even Yan Lingji, who rarely questioned Jiang Mo, couldn't help but ask a question in return. She tried to see if he was exaggerating, but no matter how hard she tried, she could only see sincerity and seriousness.

When have I ever lied to you?

Jiang Mo had never actually been to the capital of the Seven Kingdoms in this era, but based on the scenes presented in the original anime, Huoyu Manor was certainly no match for Xinzheng.

It's at most similar to places like the Crown Prince's residence.

And South Korea is merely the smallest country in terms of territory among the seven nations. The prosperity of this world is beyond the imagination of even Jiang Mo, let alone Yan Lingji.

"Ayan, would you like to come with me to see the splendor of this world?"

Looking up at Yan Lingji, who was half-reclining against the headboard, Jiang Mo stared directly into her light blue eyes without flinching, his voice very soft.

However, the focus of their gaze was somewhat unpredictable.

He seemed to be gazing at the prosperous Central Plains kingdoms in his imagination, or perhaps staring at the hourglass countdown that only he could see.

The shifting sands fell slowly, without stopping for a moment.

Perhaps sensing something from Jiang Mo's unusual expression, Yan Lingji did not respond immediately, and the slightly dazed drunkenness on her face faded considerably.

"What about Wushuang? I can't rest easy with him alone..."

"Of course we'll bring Wushuang along too. We won't miss out on his food anyway, so we can have that kid help carry the luggage."

Knowing that Yan Lingji would definitely ask this question, Jiang Mo answered calmly and unhurriedly.

"But what about Grandpa Wuji, Sister Ming, and everyone else in the village...?"

Yan Lingji's voice grew weaker and weaker, because she herself knew very well that no one could carry their homeland on their back to appreciate the scenery of distant places.

But she still murmured it out unconsciously, her watery eyes looking at Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo did not speak; he simply responded to Yan Lingji's gaze in silence, his expression indifferent and cold.

No one can carry their homeland with them when they go to a distant place.

Jiang Mo never considered Baiyue to be his homeland.

For him, leaving Baiyue was like resigning from a company he had been with for a long time. Although he felt a little lost, there was nothing he couldn't let go of.

As if she could read Jiang Mo's expression, Yan Lingji became even more uneasy.

Not only did she involuntarily twist the hem of her clothes with her fingers, but her toes, which were nestled in Jiang Mo's arms, also darted around like fish, as if trying to attract Jiang Mo's attention.

He would be very happy if he touched his own feet.

This was the thought that flashed through Yan Lingji's mind subconsciously, but before she could feel Jiang Mo's touch through her stockings again, she first felt a burning heat.

Yan Lingji's heart skipped a beat, and she felt inexplicably flustered.

Instinctively, her already small feet curled up, just like the instinctive reaction of an ordinary person when burned by flames.

what is that?

But curiosity was also nagging at Yan Lingji, making her want to find out more. She cautiously stretched her foot back to the spot where she had been before.

Didn't I tell you not to move around?

A helpless, bitter laugh rang out as Jiang Mo grabbed Yan Lingji's restless feet, stopping her somewhat reckless behavior.

Chapter 53 A Shy Face Yet to Be Bloomed

What are you hiding?

Yan Lingji clearly didn't know the saying "curiosity killed the cat." Even though Jiang Mo had already tried to stop her, the little girl still wouldn't give up.