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

Yan Lingji was taken aback, then realized that she was wearing hard armor, which would undoubtedly be very cumbersome in this situation.

She instinctively reached out to remove her armor.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Mo, who had been cowering in the corner trembling, took the opportunity to flip over and pin her down. His rough fingers pressed against her fair and plump thighs, causing her delicate skin to slightly indent.

Her instinctive reaction to curl up and try to bring her legs together was also stopped.

"You...you can't...how could you..."

Before she could even protest, the strange touch on her lips made Yan Lingji go limp, and her intermittent words turned into an alluring low moan.

Clang~

The crisp sound of metal hitting the ground rang out; it was the sound of Yan Lingji's breastplate being thrown out and crashing to the ground.

Chapter 95 A Grand Escape Under the Sun

"Amo, let's run away~"

Slightly curled up, Yan Lingji rested her head on Jiang Mo's chest. A tempting blush still lingered on her fair body, and she was as soft and sticky as a rice cake to Jiang Mo.

His tone was one of contentment, yet tinged with a languid air.

Maybe the sun was really comfortable.

Jiang Mo, who was holding the other person's toes, had his eyes already narrowed to slits. He only opened them again after hearing the other person's voice, and his response was still a little dazed:

"Escape? Escape for what?"

"Escape Baiyue, escape the flames of war burning everywhere, escape those so-called responsibilities and disturbances, escape to see the worldly prosperity you once spoke of."

Yan Lingji slightly raised her body.

Her movements weren't particularly intense, but in her unrestrained and carefree state, they still inevitably stirred up waves of emotion.

Jiang Mo couldn't help but stop and admire this magnificent view.

Only after the other person finished speaking in a serious tone did Jiang Mo raise his hand and affectionately pat the other person's head:

"Fool, aren't we already on the run?"

Jiang Mo paused slightly, then looked up at the increasingly bright and radiant sunlight in the clear sky. A smile appeared on his lips, as if he had just remembered something.

"A grand escape into the sunlight."

Yan Lingji didn't know the story behind those words, but she was attracted by the romantic atmosphere they conveyed. Her already bright light blue eyes shone even brighter.

The scenery is charming and the water is sparkling.

Like a sea reflecting a sky full of stars, it was incredibly dazzling, making Yan Lingji even more alluring.

Jiang Mo, who had finally managed to quiet the other party down, couldn't help but feel restless again.

He lowered his head, preparing to gently kiss Yan Lingji's full, rosy lips, but she reached out and pushed him aside with a look of disgust:

"No, you just...you just...did that there..."

"Never mind etiquette," was a phrase Yan Lingji herself said, but when she thought about the absurd things the two of them had just done, she couldn't help but feel her cheeks burning with rage.

Words that one doesn't know how to express become hesitant and stuttering.

"Why are you shy now? This is called 'making love,' it's just a little fun, I don't mind at all. Besides, didn't you just..."

Jiang Mo patiently and skillfully tried to distort the innocent girl's naive perceptions.

Absolutely despicable, shameless, and utterly wicked...

Please be sure to increase your efforts.

As a girl born in this era, how could Yan Lingji have such a wide range of knowledge as Jiang Mo? She was inevitably taken aback by him.

But upon hearing Jiang Mo mention what had just happened, she couldn't help but let out a delicate shout:

"Shut up!"

Unable to contain her shyness, Yan Lingji wished she could gag Jiang Mo, but there was nothing convenient at hand, so in desperation she kicked him.

The two were still lying in the coffin, so they naturally didn't have much room to maneuver.

That kick was hardly an attack at all.

If I had to describe it, it's more like playfully punching your chest with little fists; it's more of a flirtatious and coquettish gesture.

Yan Lingji just wanted Jiang Mo to shut up and stop bringing up that embarrassing matter.

However, as a kind-hearted girl who grew up in the remote and impoverished Baiyue region, her knowledge in that area was quite shallow, and she underestimated how sophisticated city people were.

Jiang Mo indeed stopped talking.

But that doesn't mean his verbal actions have completely stopped.

When the slippery sensation on the back of her foot came, Yan Lingji was completely stunned. She felt as if an electric current had surged through her body, causing her already weak and sore body to tense up again.

Her plump, rounded toes curled up unconsciously, and the toenails, soaked in juice, looked as beautiful as flowers, which made her slightly reddened, fair skin look even more delicate and flawless.

Delicious and tempting.

The smooth instep was taut like a bowstring, its arched shape carrying a tempting allure that was truly irresistible.

In particular, every time he touched her, he could feel Yan Lingji's delicate body trembling unconsciously.

It makes you want to bully the other person even more.

"What? Who would do that? Ah Mo, you really are a pervert! I should have known..."

A mumbled, indistinct sound came out.

She didn't force her jade feet out of Jiang Mo's hands, but Yan Lingji still couldn't suppress her shyness and simply buried her head in Jiang Mo's arms.

She gently bit down on the other person's shoulder with her silver teeth.

The spring night is fleeting, and the sun rises high; from then on, the emperor no longer holds morning court.

When Jiang Mo first read Mr. Bai Juyi's poem, he righteously and indignantly despised the emperor for his incompetence and tyranny. But now that the beauty is by his side, he realizes that this is truly only human nature.

As the saying goes, wine and women lead one astray.

But while alcohol can be abstained from, lust can never be completely eradicated, can it?

The two had planned to leave this place in the morning, but by the time they were dressed and ready to go, it was already close to noon.

Whoosh~

A jet-black flame, resembling an ink painting, rose from Jiang Mo's palm, about to shoot towards the Xuan Yin Coffin in the blink of an eye, burning it to ashes.

The art of witchcraft is insidious and treacherous.

They can often use the target's blood or hair to carry out curses in the dark.

Jiang Mo's studies did not focus on the art of curses, but he still had some understanding of it and knew how to guard against them.

Although there was no blood left in the coffin, it was stained with a lot of bodily fluids and hair from the two people, making it not only disgusting but also troublesome to clean up.

It would be better to burn it all down completely.

However, after the dark flame shot out from his fingertips, the expected explosion did not occur.

Only a few wisps of smoke drifted slowly upwards.

Jiang Mo turned his head and saw that Yan Lingji had taken control of the ball of black flame with a slight flip of her hand and a slight movement of her fingertips. Although she did not make many hand seals or chant incantations, she had already taken control of the ball of black flame.

Then the flames appeared to surge like waves.

Everything that remained, stains and filth, was burned away and scattered in its wake.

Under Yan Lingji's exquisite and superb fire control skills, the originally dark and gloomy Xuan Yin Coffin was transformed, causing Jiang Mo to glance at it slightly.

"What? Do you want to keep this as a souvenir?"

"Having a place to stay is good, so you won't be without a safe place to sleep along the way. Besides, this weight is nothing to you and Wushuang."

Yan Lingji explained nonchalantly, but her slightly reddened ear tips betrayed some of her thoughts.

"Who would sleep in a coffin all day long?!"

Jiang Mo teased Yan Lingji, but still reached out and hoisted the Xuan Yin Coffin onto his shoulder, walking down the mountain with a light step and without changing his expression.

“But we’re not gentlemen, we’re barbarians, we can do whatever we want.”

"You're using barbarism as a convenient excuse."

As they talked, the two quickly descended the mountain peak, a path that had never been carved out before, and soon found the peerless ghost guarding the foot of the mountain.

Several corpses lay scattered around him.

There were people dressed in Baiyue attire, as well as Korean soldiers clad in armor. Among them, one corpse that particularly caught Jiang Mo's attention was emanating a faint, chilling aura.

Red tassels on white armor, chest covered with blood-red patterns.

This is……

People from Snowcoat Castle?

Yan Lingji ignored the corpse that had died under the Peerless Ghost Fist, and instead squatted down to the side and muttered something under her breath.

New shoots are sprouting and flower buds are forming.

A cluster of alluring, blood-red roses stood gracefully.

Chapter 96 Tianze? Nothing more than withered bones in a tomb.

"Reporting to the general, all the scouts we sent out have gone missing, and their fate is unknown."

Inside the military tent, the vanguard officer who had received the order rushed in to report, delivering a less-than-ideal battle report amidst the clanging of armor.

"This is really interesting!"

The general, sitting in front of the sand table, raised a white eyebrow, his slightly effeminate voice carrying a chilling undertone.

It was supposed to be the beautiful spring month of March, and the main tent for the army was made of the finest materials, yet the temperature inside was as cold as the dead of winter.

As the general spoke, it was as if a biting north wind was blowing.

Even the obese Zuo Sima Liu Yi couldn't help but shiver, his face turning pale and his lips turning purplish-black, looking as if he was about to freeze to death.