ebookland Chapter 561: The Republic of China, the Marshal's Gentle Cousin 30
Chapter 561: The Republic of China, the Marshal's Gentle Cousin 30
The night, like thick ink, quietly enveloped the entire world. Everything outside gradually became quiet, as if covered by a layer of quiet gauze.
In the room, Miaomiao sat on a chair beside her. Her eyelids began to twitch constantly. Sleepiness came over her in waves like a tide, and her body swayed involuntarily with the sleepiness.
Just when she was about to fall asleep, a crisp knock on the door suddenly rang out, breaking the silence.
Adjutant Qian walked into the room with a straight posture, dressed in a neat military uniform, and walked steadily.
He looked solemn, and his eyes revealed the firmness unique to a soldier.
"Young Marshal, we have cleared the area along the way. There are no problems. We can leave now."
Although Miaomiao was full of doubts about the upcoming trip, she did not ask where they were going.
Miaomiao's suitcase had already been placed at the door by her.
So, when she walked out of the room, she happened to see two guards nimbly picking up her and Mu Yuanzhao's suitcases and walking downstairs in an expertly trained manner.
Miaomiao, looking at Mu Yuanzhao's slightly nervous gaze from behind her, remembered what she had promised him before, so she walked forward and gently supported his shaky body.
Mu Yuanzhao tilted his head slightly, sniffed the fragrance of Miaomiao's hair inconspicuously, and then whispered a thank you.
"Thank you, Miaomiao, for allowing me to maintain my dignity in front of my subordinates."
That grateful yet inexplicably fragile look made even a cold-hearted person like Miaomiao feel a little bit sorry for it, so she supported the other person with even greater strength.
Adjutant Qian, who was standing behind the two men and had sharp eyes and ears, couldn't help but complain in his heart when he heard the young marshal's words of weakness.
If he hadn't seen the young marshal running and taking off his clothes that morning, as quiet as a virgin and as agile as a rabbit, he would have believed it...
Just like this, the young marshal who could be knocked down by five strong men is now pretending to be weak. Any tough guy would shed tears of shame when he heard it.
Of course, no matter how much Adjutant Qian rolled his eyes, in front of the young marshal, he was always a steady and good subordinate...
After leaving the main building, Miaomiao and her group were taken to a somewhat deserted garden in the Marshal's mansion.
In the garden, we actually saw an ordinary small door, but the quality of this door was extremely good, and the guards had to use several locks to open it.
Afterwards, they walked through the numerous corridors outside and arrived outside the Marshal's Mansion.
Several black cars were waiting quietly outside, without making a single sound...
Miaomiao only felt that the sky was like a huge curtain, tightly wrapping the entire city and making their actions become very quiet.
Miaomiao saw that the maids Aqiao and A Ling given to her by the Marshal's Mansion had also gotten into the car, and then, at Mu Yuanzhao's signal, she helped him get into the middle car.
On the dark street, a few lights flashed by, piercing the darkness.
Miaomiao sat in the car, and the body of the car kept shaking with the ups and downs of the road.
At first Miaomiao was a little nervous, feeling like the nervousness she felt when encountering interstellar pirates on the radar during interstellar travel.
"Don't be nervous, it's just a strategic retreat to avoid being a target for the bad guys.
But now the entire South City is under my control, there will be no problem."
Mu Yuanzhao tried his best to make his voice sound relaxed and calm. He turned slightly and spoke to Miaomiao at a distance in a very gentlemanly manner.
Taking care of patients during the day, she had to concentrate highly, and at night she had to experience this escape with no end in mind in a bumpy car. Miaomiao felt that her physical fatigue was overwhelming her like a tide.
Especially after receiving the seal of assurance from my eldest nephew himself, I lost all my nervousness and fell asleep more easily...
Miaomiao's head swayed irregularly with the shaking of the car body. It first hit the car window glass heavily, making a dull sound, but she was still immersed in her dreams and unaware of it.
Then, it crashed into him again.
Mu Yuanzhao's originally calm look was instantly broken, his eyes were full of heartache, and his brows were tightly furrowed.
He stared at Miaomiao, his Adam's apple rolling unconsciously, his heart torn between his conscience and his desires. The night outside the car grew darker, as if providing cover for his actions.
Finally, Mu Yuanzhao gritted his teeth. Even though he was worried about being noticed by Miaomiao, he couldn't help but slowly stretched out his arm...
His movements were extremely gentle, for fear of disturbing Miaomiao, but his arm slowly passed through the gap between her back and the seat, and then he gently exerted force and held Miaomiao steadily in his arms.
With the hazy moonlight coming in through the car window, Mu Yuanzhao's eyes were fixed on Miaomiao in his arms, as if he wanted to imprint her appearance deeply in his heart.
His eyes were a mixture of obsession and greed. He scrutinized Miaomiao's long eyelashes, casting a faint shadow on her cheek in the moonlight; he gazed at her slightly pouty lips, as tempting as a juicy cherry; he looked longingly at her fair skin, which glowed softly under the moonlight.
Mu Yuanzhao only felt that the blood in his body was like boiling magma, rushing wildly in his veins, and his heartbeat was particularly loud in the silent carriage.
He was intoxicated by this passionate emotion, but he was also a little embarrassed because he knew that his feelings were not tolerated by most people. He felt like a thief stealing treasures that did not belong to him.
He longed to hug the girl in his arms tightly and pour out all his love to her, but he was afraid that his impulse would break the peace and scare Miaomiao.
In the end, Mu Yuanzhao could only sigh and lower his head cautiously, gently sniffing the faint fragrance emanating from her hair. The fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, making him more and more intoxicated.
He sighed secretly in his heart. Perhaps only at this moment when Miaomiao was unaware could he be so close to her and enjoy this short and precious tender time.
Miaomiao felt that she had a relatively warm sleep. When she woke up, she found that the car had stopped in front of a villa.
Except for Mu Yuanzhao, whose legs were pinned by her, it seemed that everyone got out of the car and left.
There was a blanket on her legs, and Mu Yuanzhao was leaning back in the chair, seemingly catching up on his sleep.
The two people's actions were somewhat intimate, but there was no distinction between men and women when fleeing.
Miaomiao sat up and could not see the ahoge hair sticking up in her hair. She gently shook her eldest nephew.
"Nephew, nephew, wake up, we've arrived."
It's already dawn...
Mu Yuanzhao seemed to have just been woken up by Miaomiao. He slowly opened his eyes and when he saw Miaomiao in front of him, he smiled gently in surprise.
"You're awake? Then Miaomiao needs to help me. My legs seem to be numb and I have no feeling at all."
Mu Yuanzhao gently stroked the ahoge on Miaomiao's forehead with an intimate look.
Somehow, Miaomiao felt that Mu Yuanzhao was a little weird now...
Miaomiao blinked, sat up straight, and her whole body was a little stiff.
Isn't it a bit too close? How can a nephew from a good family touch his aunt's hair?
Mu Yuanzhao chuckled slightly, his eyes looked extremely bright, but his expression seemed to carry a hint of guilt?
"Well, we are not in the Marshal's Mansion now, so, Aunt, we are just friends now.
We'll even live in the same room next.
It is to prevent others from noticing my weak appearance, and also to protect your safety in this place.
Sorry, this time I acted first and asked for permission later..."