Lack anything but not lacking in women!  These ancient era's men are really puffed up!  So arrogant!  Women in the ancient era have no status.  Three wives and four concubines revolve around a man, serving him, and fearing to be disdained by him, s.h.i.+t!

Especially this man before her was a w.a.n.gye, with a n.o.ble ident.i.ty as well as being tall, rich, and handsome.  It is said, this Da Yan Country's women up to eighteen and down to eight years old were crazy about him, consider marrying him as the greatest honor.

But she wasn't this ancient era's woman!  Even if he was a peerless gentleman, her heart will not be moved by a man of the ancient era.

Linghu Shui Yue hesitantly removed the armor on her body.  Fortunately!  She was fully prepared.  Her chest was flattened by cloth so even if she removed the armor, her gender won't be so easily recognized.

Only, having traveled all day without stop, the weather also hot, she had a body of smelly sweat yet she couldn't take a bath.  This was really killing her!

But how come this ninth lord didn't go take a bath?  Is he going to sleep just like this?

Under the foot of this mountain was a small river that wound around it.  After the soldiers ate, they separated into bathes to head to the river to rinse themselves.  Linghu Shui Yue was currently pondering this.  She doesn't go take a bath fine.  Has this ninth lord decided not to take a bath too?

At this moment outside the tent, someone reported, “Reporting to Chief Commander!  The warm water is ready!”

“Bring it in!” Zhu ninth lord's cold voice replied.

Immediately, two soldiers lifted a big wooden tub in.  Several soldiers carried hot water inside.

What's this?  Zhu ninth lord wants to take a hot bath here?

Linghu Shui Yue was bewildered as Zhu ninth lord looked at her saying, “Linghu Commander, take a bath!  I heard your body's, weak, extremely fragile, so this commander gave orders to prepare hot water.”

“Prepare hot water for me?  Take a bath here?” Linghu Shui Yue instantly lost all color in her face, suspicions rising in her heart.  However Zhu ninth lord's face was emotionless.  You couldn't tell he was trying to  make fun of her.

Only, there was one second, he seemed to change his stiff icy face, his long eyebrows raised, a smile that wasn't a smile seemed to uplift his lips.

But, very quickly, he pulled down his handsome face, “Such a hot weather, does Linghu Commander not want to take a bath?  You want to stink up this commander's tent?”

Linghu Shui Yue stared at Zhu You Hong with suspicion, wanting to discern something from his face.  What evil plan is he planning?  Is he being good-intentioned?  Or suspicious?  Or perhaps, he is…

At the next moment, a voice drifted in, “Ninth lord, go to the river for a bath before bed?”

From this voice, she knew this was that guy who was always with Zhu ninth lord, didn't have any position, like a leisurely wild crane, but was respected by ninth lord–Sikong Yufei.

“Alright!” Ninth lord who already removed his armor answered, his eyes glancing at Linghu Shui Yue, saying, “Linghu Commander, you take a bath by yourself!  Benw.a.n.g usually takes a cold bath.”

Finished, Zhu ninth lord walked out of the tent.

Linghu Shui Yue was rooted to the spot, as if she's been struck by lightning.  It was a long time before she recovered her normal facilities.  Because, just moments ago, the serious-mannered Zhu ninth lord walked out of the tent, he looked back at her.

It wasn't that she was being overly suspicious.  That Zhu ninth lord's backward glance, the handsome face smirked wickedly, how was he anything like the stiff-faced ninth lord?!  He, he, he!  Why!  Bipolar disorder!?  The serious ninth lord and the wicked crafty You w.a.n.g was the same person?

Seeing the newly made big wooden tub was filled to the brim, the hot water giving off a white mist, Linghu Shui Yue walked out of the tent, summoning for the two who followed her, Lin Bao Cong and Zhang Liang Yu, instructing them, “You guys guard the tent outside.  Without this commander's permission, no one is allowed inside.”

“Yes!  Commander!”

Linghu Shui Yue's brain was a mess.  She seriously suspected, does Zhu You Hong know she is Linghu Shui Yue?  No matter what, looking at that tub of hot water, she quickly removed her clothes and went for a soak.

Soaking in the water, Linghu Shui Yue continuously wondered, does Zhu You Hong know she was Linghu Shui Yue, a girl dressed as a man?  Know?  Or don't know?