“You're still looking!”
The woman, filled with shame and anger, gritted her teeth and cursed again.
“Who’s looking at you!”
Although Han Mo mumbled, he couldn't help but feel a bit reluctant as he turned away.
“Rogue!”
Just as Han Mo turned around, he heard the rustling sound of clothes being put on behind him.
“Hey, hey, hey, clarify what you’re saying. Are you saying *I* wanted to look? It was you who insisted on standing up, alright!”
As Han Mo spoke, he involuntarily turned around.
“You!”
But as he turned, he saw the expanse of white, and the woman became thoroughly enraged.
She haphazardly threw on her clothes, picked up the dagger from the ground, and immediately lunged at Han Mo again.
Han Mo froze, this time he saw it clearly.
Furthermore, it was in front of her, so he couldn’t deny it even if he wanted to.
“Hey, hey, hey, I’m telling you, this is a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding, okay!”
With the wrong on his side, Han Mo could only keep dodging.
“I’ll fight you to the death!”
However, the more he explained, the crazier the woman became.
She looked determined to fight to the death, showing no sign of being open to explanation.
“Are you serious!”
Even though Han Mo was much stronger than her, this woman seemed to have received true teachings from a master.
Especially in close-quarters combat in such a confined space, she seemed to be completely at ease.
After just over ten exchanges, Han Mo was already in perilous situations.
The edge of his sleeve had been torn open by the woman, and Han Mo immediately became anxious.
He had finally transmigrated, and he didn’t want to die so miserably.
“Hey, if you don’t stop, I’m going to fight back! Don’t think I’m truly afraid of you!”
However, his warning seemed to have no effect on the frenzied woman.
If anything, after he spoke, the woman actually abandoned her defense.
She adopted a desperate fighting style, aiming to trade lives, and Han Mo dared not hold back anymore.
In his panic, he grabbed the woman by her collar and gave it a forceful tug.
“Ah—!”
A sharp cry echoed through the night sky, and Han Mo was stunned.
He had intended to use a grappling technique, but the woman was too agile, and the quality of her clothes seemed to be rather poor.
The woman's original clothes had been burned by the little maid, after all, the blood-stained garment was the real evidence.
The outfit she was wearing now belonged to Han Yan, and it was already a bit ill-fitting. With Han Mo’s tug, the entire upper half was reduced to just two tattered pieces of cloth…
“Do you believe me if I say I didn’t do it on purpose?”
Han Mo’s head ached. This time, he truly couldn’t clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
“I’ll fight you to the death!”
The woman, speaking, grabbed her dagger and, like a crazed tiger, began to fight Han Mo desperately.
“I already told you, I didn’t do it on purpose!”
Although Han Mo was in the wrong, the woman’s attacks were too fierce. After just a few exchanges, his hand was accidentally scratched.
To save his own life, Han Mo could only fight back.
Fighting without a weapon was indeed inconvenient. After being forced back a few steps by the woman, Han Mo casually grabbed the fire poker by the fire and struck the woman’s wrist with it.
His strike was dark and vicious. With that blow, the dagger immediately fell to the ground.
“Can you just calm down? Are you trying to attract outsiders and drag me down with you?”
After knocking the dagger away, Han Mo followed up with a grappling hold, subduing the woman once more.
“You scoundrel! I won’t let you off even if I die!”
“Brother Mo, what are you doing?”
Just as the woman finished speaking, Chun Tao suddenly appeared at the doorway.
Seeing their strange posture and the woman's tattered clothes, Chun Tao’s eyes were exceptionally strange.
“You’re here at the right time. You tell her, who changed her clothes?”
Seeing Chun Tao, Han Mo truly felt like he had seen a savior.
If he had known this woman was so unruly, he shouldn't have saved her.
Now, with what had happened, he was considered her accomplice!
If she were caught, he might have to suffer along with her…
“I…”
In this situation, Chun Tao didn't know what to say.
“Miss, many soldiers came looking for you earlier. It was my young master who helped conceal you. All the clothes you’re wearing were also removed by me…”
After a moment of stunned silence, Chun Tao quickly said, looking at Han Mo expectantly.
“Hey, did you hear that?”
Feeling that the woman had finally stopped resisting, Han Mo let go. However, as soon as he let go, he realized something was wrong.
“Second Brother, she’s fainted again…”
Chun Tao looked strangely, especially at the tattered clothes on the woman.
“I…”
Looking at Chun Tao’s gaze, Han Mo truly felt like crying without tears.
“Do we have any styptic medicine at home? Quickly help her stop the bleeding!”
Just as Han Mo was in distress, he suddenly saw the wound on the woman’s body start to bleed profusely again. Helplessly, he could only say dejectedly to Chun Tao.
“Then you go out for a bit?”
The little maid looked at Han Mo warily.
“What’s with that look? Look at her fierce appearance, do you think I could do anything to her?
Looking at the maid’s vigilant eyes, Han Mo really wished he could hit himself on the head.
“That’s not necessarily true. If you hadn’t done anything to her, why would she fight you to the death?”
The little maid muttered while searching for something.
“I…”
Very good, very strong!
At this moment, Han Mo was speechless.
However, the feeling of being wronged was simply unbearable. Heaven knew, he had only accidentally glanced at her two or three times, was it necessary for her to get so agitated and fight him to the death?
Huffing as he walked out of the room, Han Mo still felt a sense of lingering frustration.
“Second Brother, what were you doing just now?”
Just as Han Mo was hesitating whether to go out for a walk, Han Yan suddenly poked half her head out from the crack of the door.
“Go back to sleep! These are adult matters, children shouldn’t meddle!”
Han Mo was getting a headache and grumbled impatiently.
“Brother Er, Sister Chun Tao is a little jealous!”
After saying that, the little girl closed the door, giggling.
Oh, heavens!
Can you stop playing with me like this!
Han Mo felt a wave of depression.
Although in this era, women could marry at thirteen and men at fifteen, Han Mo, having transmigrated from a later era, knew full well that for a girl of that age to become pregnant in this era was like walking through the gates of hell!
While he felt a bit curious, he absolutely dared not make a move on Chun Tao…