Volume 1: Regent's Stormy Weather 013 Treat your own people with gentleness

  Mo Han stretched out his hand to brush away the hand that Feng Ao Tian had covered over his eyes, turned around, and with his back facing her, he tried his best to conceal the turmoil in his heart caused by seeing her profile just now. He cursed himself under his breath, how could he be so infatuated with a man? And at that, it was this cruel and brutal Regent King.

  His eyes sank, his lips tightly pursed, his whole body tense, repeatedly asking himself, what was wrong with him today?

  Feng Ao Tian saw Mu Han Yao's reaction, slightly paused, but didn't mind, and lay down on the couch with a big smile. She hadn't closed her eyes all night yesterday, and today she was busy again. Now she really felt a bit tired, and soon fell asleep peacefully.

  Mo Han Yao's nerves had also been tense for a long time, and as the hours slowly passed, the camp was unusually quiet. He too had shed the weight of the day, accompanied by the faint sound of breathing from behind him, and gradually fell asleep.

  In the forest, Ti Bo and others were at a stalemate with the wolf pack, unable to launch a strong attack or let the wolves have their way. As a result, they endured a night of bitter cold winds, mustering up 120% of their spirit to confront the wolf pack until dawn broke.

  Feng Ao Tian slept lightly, even though she was exhausted to the point of collapse, she wouldn't fall into a deep sleep, and remained in a state of unawareness. Therefore, after resting for only two hours, as the sky gradually brightened, she no longer felt sleepy.

  She got up and lifted the quilt, only to see Mu Han Yao lying motionless on his back, facing away from her. Of course, she knew that as soon as she opened her eyes, Mu Han Yao woke up.

  Feng Ao walked out from behind the screen, took off his usual clothes, tied up his chest and came out. He saw Mu Han had already descended and was standing respectfully on one side, wearing the same clothes as last night.

  "Come here." Feng Ao Tian stood solemnly in his original position, with a smile on his face, and a hint of warmth that couldn't be dissipated between his eyebrows. She thought that one must be gentle when treating oneself.

  He gazed intently at Feng Ao Tian, taking in her slender and elegant figure, as beautiful as a crown jewel. Her eyes sparkled with a hint of a smile, and the soft morning light danced across her purple robes, making her even more stunning. She exuded an air of elegance and nobility, making it hard for him to associate this woman with the ruthless and brutal Regent King who reveled in slaughter. He couldn't help but wonder, what had happened between them?

  I had heard before that the Regent's temperament was unpredictable. Could it be that this is a sign of her resorting to brutal means?

  He no longer has the right to refuse, for he bears too many burdens on his back, the glory of the Mu family army, the comfort of the Mu mansion in the capital, and his brother imprisoned by the Regent King. He is a man who keeps his promises, and the place where he was stabbed still hurts faintly, as if reminding him that from now on, Mu Han Yao belongs to the Regent King.

  His austere face, the black brocade robe radiating dazzling light, he walked towards her with a firm and steady pace, neither humble nor arrogant, every step was incredibly difficult, yet it meant his promise to her.

  Feng Ao Tian saw that he still had a cold face, walked to her front, keeping the proper distance, and then said in a low voice, "Too far, come closer."

  Mo Han kept a distance from her as much as possible, the two of them only about two feet apart, able to clearly see each other's subtle facial changes, was this still far?

  He took another step forward, and this step seemed to have crossed the last barrier between them, leaving him no room for retreat.

  Feng Ao Tian's figure was extremely tall, but compared to Mu Han Yao, he was still a bit shorter. Now that the two were close at hand, she was half a head shorter than him.

  He remained expressionless, his cold and profound eyes staring straight ahead, as if looking at something unknown. Feng Ao Tian suddenly felt ignored, and habitually raised his hand to tap on his forehead, "Lower your head."

  Mochan Yao had already been tapped on the forehead twice by Feng Ao Tian, who was so carefree and defenseless. Such a cute action, yet it was done with such familiarity by a man, and to boot, to another man. He couldn't help but feel a bit awkward, but strangely, he didn't have even a hint of disgust. Obediently lowering his head, he met her slightly narrowed phoenix eyes.

  Compared to his eyes, they are even more pitch-black and bright, but with a chilling coldness that makes one's heart tremble. Yet, at this moment, there is a hint of a smile, which makes them even more profound and enchanting. With just one glance, it's hard to look away.

  Mo Han Yao thought that men who were too handsome were evil spirits, but this regent king was not only handsome, he also had the innate charm of a woman, and yet possessed an unattainable honor and nobility. This contradictory conflict, even if she were a man, just this faint gentle smile at this moment, could make people unable to control themselves, regardless of gender.

  "Fourth Joy, bring General Mu's armor here. From now on, he will be sleeping in this king's bed." Feng Ao Tian said in a low voice, staring straight at Mu Han Yao.

  "Yes, I'll go now." Si Xi hastily replied and quickly walked towards the tent where Mu Han had once stayed.

  Phoenix looked at him with a gaze that seemed to pierce through his soul, her smile deepening as she reached out and pulled on his clothes, staring at the red swelling on his chest. The character "Tian" was still clearly visible, and she ran her fingers over the spot where it was tattooed, her icy fingertips tracing every inch of his chest, causing a burning pain that seemed to sear his skin. When she finally withdrew her hand, the redness had disappeared, leaving only the tattoo, which now seemed like a birthmark that would remain with him forever, etched into his heart.

  "What does this represent?" Feng Ao Tian pointed at the character "Tian" and asked in a cold tone.

  Digression

  Haha... Our family's female lead loves to rip off the clothes of handsome guys, huhu... Indeed a strong and shameless girl, huhu...