[1] Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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Chapter 22.1 It’s Me Who Think Too Much

    “Little mulberry, today, I want to……” 

   He whispered in her ear, his breath scorching hot. 

   Sang Yuanyuan couldn’t help asking, “It’s just this much, but you already can’t endure it. All these years, how did you manage to survive?” 

   You Wuming, as if having his deadly vital point pressed, stayed frozen for a long time. He suddenly jerked his head to the side and sneered : “What are you thinking, Little mulberry? I will lack women?” 

   Sang Yuanyuan sounded out an “Oh” once, lowered her head and said, “That’s right. A gentleman as good as you, could have whatever kind of woman that you want.” 

   Her small head drooped lower and lower, and her tone became more lost: “It’s me who thinks too much.” 

   The corners of You Wuming’s eyes straightly jumped, the corners of his lips twitched a few times. After holding it back for a while, mercilessly squeezed out a word: “Right!” 

   “So……” Sang Yuanyuan said in a low voice, “You deliberately frighten me. As the dignified King You, how could you be like an inexperienced young boy who has never seen a woman, and can’t endure it even just for a few days. ” 

   You Wuming: “……” 

   He vaguely felt as if something was a little wrong, but at this very moment, he could only say—— 

   “Well, of course it was to scare you.” 

   Sang Yuanyuan did not dare to be careless. She still maintained that elegant appearance. Raising her eyes to gaze into the distance, staying calm and collected while changing the topic of conversation. 

   She said: “A lot of the underworld demons have slipped to the inland, just don’t know how many tragedies will it make.” 

   You Wuming said: “It won’t. It’s almost time for Han Shaoling’s reinforcement troops to arrive. I should withdraw, too. ” 

   She felt that his voice was somewhat dimly discernible, so she couldn’t help but tilt her head to glanced at him again and saw that his eyes were empty. 

   Inwardly, she felt that something was a little bit strange. All of a sudden, she shivered. 

   Everyone knows that Tiandu wants You Wuming to die. 

   He was just like a brick. He would move to wherever the evil disaster was. If he opposes, the remaining seventeen states will be able to raise the banner of justice and send armed forces to suppress him; if he does not oppose, his strength will be weakened little by little and his flesh and blood will be cut to the end with a soft knife alive. 

   And what You Wuming got was just a string of magnificent empty titles.     Today, You Wuming’s strength is greatly damaged. If Han Shaoling is determined to hold him back……      The people that are able to kill You Wuming, although will not be publicly praised and rewarded, but in private, will be able to reap a huge benefit.  

   “Little Mulberry,” You Wuming stared at her with a twisted and strange look, and slowly lifted her chin with his fingers, “Are you pitying me? What are you thinking? With only Han Shaoling, won’t be able to hold me back.” 

   As they spoke, the You troops had quietly packed up their luggage and set off toward the south. 

   “You Wuming,” Sang Yuanyuan acted as if she just mentioned it casually, “Have you thought about using me as a bargaining chip to let Father escort you back to You state? If Han Shaoling really has the intention to kill, I’m afraid……” 

   You Wuming raised his eyebrows: “Then, I won’t be able to lift my head for all my life in front of my Father-in-law!” 

   The brilliant light of pride in his eyes almost dazzled Sang Yuanyuan’s eyes. 

   She felt that she might be having a little bit of Stockholm Syndrome. In this quick moment, she has a very strange thought in her heart: ‘Does he really want to marry me?’ 

   The marching speed of the You state’s army once again made Sang Yuanyuan dumbfounded. 

   They showed amazing fighting quality. Even though they had just gone through such a tragic battle, bringing with them so many wounded personnel, and also lost a great part of their mounts. However, the speed of their march was no slower than that of the regular army that Han Shaoling had brought to the West. 

   Several times, Sang Yuanyuan catches the sight of dust rising on a section of the horizon, but under the leadership of You Wuming, tens of thousands of You state’s army, were just like ghosts, time and again brushed past the regular army of Han state. 

   Three days later, You Wuming smoothly passed the somewhat defenseless Julin Pass, left the Han state’s border, took the road to Sang state, afterwards proceeded northward to return to You state.