CMWKSD -Chapter 168 Cuddles, Hugs, and Praise

The sharp-eyed men saluted Jiu Yue with full attention.

It was impossible to ignore her—she was too conspicuous, strutting through the place like she owned it. Behind her, she dragged a bloody woman with a whip. On this uneven hunting ground, the friction soon tore Flower Slave’s back until it was bleeding heavily.

Jiu Yue carried Eagle One’s treasured blade on her left shoulder, the tip pressing down on both of his hands. Over her right shoulder, she draped a whip—the end of which was none other than the miserable Flower Slave.

With that appearance, who could not look? Not just a glance—everyone had to stare.

The matter was finally resolved.

Grinning, Jiu Yue strode to the viewing platform once again. Everyone could clearly see her appearance: she herself was still bold, confident, and spirited. Ignoring the things she carried or dragged, she was just a beautifully composed young girl.

The Emperor Fengyuan’s eye twitched. “You…”

Jiu Yue tossed the blade on her shoulder to the ground, happily moving to free the emperor from the flag: “I’ve brought the person who neutralizes poison.”

She tilted her little face up toward Emperor Fengyuan, seeking praise with every inch of her expression.

But the emperor obviously didn’t catch her meaning.

Jiu Yue clicked her tongue, slightly displeased.

Hmph. She watched as Emperor Fengyuan was attended to by Li Feng, then turned and ran to grab the cloth around Ji Yiqing.

Ji Yiqing saw her sulking expression and considered: “Jiu Yue, is everything resolved?”

Jiu Yue nodded.

Ji Yiqing stood, noting that everyone else was busy unwrapping the others, so no one paid attention to them. He gently stroked Jiu Yue’s head: “I saw everything. You moved so smoothly, so decisive. The way you handled people was fast, precise, and ruthless—leaving no chance for the enemy. Truly, there is no one more skilled than you.”

Jiu Yue’s eyes lit up, and she happily threw herself into Ji Yiqing’s arms.

Ji Yiqing quickly wrapped an arm around her waist. Apart from her lingering stench, he noticed no blood or injuries, which eased his mind somewhat. He patted her back lightly.

Out of caution, they only held each other briefly before releasing.

Jiu Yue looked up at Ji Yiqing with a bright face.

Understanding her meaning, Ji Yiqing leaned close to her ear, continuing to praise and commend her, making Jiu Yue beam so widely it was almost toothy.

Glancing around, he pinched her fingertips: “Next time, you must be extra careful. Otherwise, I’ll be really worried, okay?”

Jiu Yue was delighted; it felt good to be cared for. She cheerfully agreed.

But if it hadn’t been Ji Yiqing speaking, she would have tilted her face, hands on her hips, and boldly declared: “I’m the best in the world—who can hurt me?”

And she was fully capable of doing exactly that.

Ji Yiqing knew he couldn’t stop Jiu Yue; she would do whatever she wanted. He never tried to prevent her from acting or lecturing on the consequences.

All he could do was repeatedly emphasize her safety, instilling a subtle awareness that someone cared only about her well-being. Hopefully, when facing danger, she would remember his warnings and protect herself first—rather than rushing headlong and getting hurt.

Seeing Jiu Yue so obedient, albeit out of context, Ji Yiqing felt a lump in his throat. He couldn’t resist wanting to kiss this stinky yet extremely obedient and cute girl.

He glanced around to see if anyone was watching. Seeing no one, he thought a little peck wouldn’t matter.

But when he turned, he locked eyes with Ji Chaomian, who was still crouched like a radish on the ground.

Ji Yiqing froze.

Ji Chaomian just stared, speechless. Seeing Ji Yiqing’s flushed, guilty, lovestruck expression, he immediately knew this person wasn’t thinking of anything proper.

Even in such an intense scene, he was distracted by trivial matters.

Ji Chaomian, who witnessed the full “cuddles, hugs, and praise” session, could only feel helpless. They might as well just treat him like a radish stuck head-down in a field.

He hadn’t intentionally been watching, but with his position, he couldn’t escape.

Ji Yiqing, embarrassed, walked over to Ji Chaomian: “Big Brother.”

Ji Chaomian nodded, already overwhelmed by the romance-scented tension. He too wanted to get married someday!

Meanwhile, Emperor Fengyuan finally got himself sorted and looked up to ask Jiu Yue about what had happened.

Instead, he saw her clinging to Ji Yiqing.

They weren’t doing anything inappropriate; after all, he hadn’t seen their initial embrace. If he had, knowing his temperament, he would have said something about “indecency.”

But the atmosphere between the two was impenetrable, which made the emperor feel sour.

“Jiu Yue! Come here!”

Hahaha—no leaving the young couple alone.

After all, Jiu Yue had witnessed multiple times his half-hearted compliments to Consort Rong on her attire, and even their private moments together. Thinking about it gave him goosebumps.

Consort Rong liked to act coquettish, pouncing on him and whining about being scared.

Meanwhile, Jiu Yue never watched on purpose; it was always accidental—but just imagining it made Emperor Fengyuan feel frustrated.

Unlike Ji Yiqing and Jiu Yue, who were a little clingy but strangely pleasing to watch, he didn’t want these two together at this moment.