The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!-Chapter 1092 - 915, Recognize

Daohua walked out of the tent and nodded to the elderly procuress: "Mom, we can go over now."

The elderly procuress looked at Daohua and felt somewhat unfamiliar with her. However, due to the darkness and the fact that Daohua wore a pearl bead curtain veil that covered most of her face, she didn’t notice anything unusual and directly led Daohua towards the largest military tent.

On the way, the elderly procuress kept instructing Daohua: "Yiyi, you must capture Xiao Lord’s heart. Although he has kept you in his tent these days, during the day he’s still unwaveringly supervising the construction of the military camp."

"Madam Peony said that this won’t do. You have to think of a way to keep Xiao Lord in the military tent during the day as well."

"Think about it yourself, if Xiao Lord loves you enough, would you worry that he wouldn’t take you back to Ganzhou City?"

Daohua, worried about being exposed, spoke very little, only nodding or shaking her head.

Seeing Daohua silent, the procuress thought she was about to perform a dance, feeling nervous, she gave a few more reminders and didn’t say more.

Soon, the two of them arrived in front of the largest military tent.

Before entering, they could hear the noisy laughter and clamor inside.

"Miss Yiyi is here!"

"Today we can finally feast our eyes, enjoy Miss Yiyi’s dance!"

"We have to thank Xiao Lord for this."

As soon as Daohua entered the tent, the people inside immediately started to flatter her warmly.

Daohua lowered her head and glanced at the people inside the tent, seeing Xiao Yeyang and a middle-aged man sitting in the main seats, she guessed that the middle-aged man was Wei Hong, the Commander of Xiliang.

Looking at Xiao Yeyang casually drinking wine, flanked by two kneeling dancers who were eagerly smiling, Daohua couldn’t help but frown.

To think she was worried about him suffering outside, yet here he is, enjoying himself.

Daohua was blaming Xiao Yeyang when suddenly, the tent quieted down, followed by the sound of exotic music.

Uh...

Daohua knew it was her turn to dance, but she had no idea how to perform a Xiliao dance.

Feeling everyone’s eyes on her, Daohua steadied her emotions, mimicked a Xiliao dance movement she had seen in a storybook, prepared to spin a couple of times, then intentionally twist her ankle and fall.

On the main seat, Xiao Yeyang, suppressing his impatience, was chatting with Wei Hong and Zhou Xuan, showing no interest in the dancer below.

"The music has started, why isn’t Sister Yiyi dancing yet?"

Hearing the dancer’s mutter, Xiao Yeyang glanced indifferently at the dancer in the center of the hall that Wei Hong had sent him.

He felt utterly nauseated by this dancer called Yiyi, to think she could be named like Yiyi!

At the same time, his disgust towards Wei Hong grew as he wondered where Wei Hong had found such a dancer, completely disgusting him.

Xiao Yeyang briefly glanced and then shifted his gaze, lifting his wine cup to drink when he sensed something was off.

Why does that dancer look somewhat familiar?

Xiao Yeyang looked again at the dancer below, and this time, he began coughing violently, then with a ’bang’, set down his wine cup and quickly walked down.

Daohua was just about to start spinning to end her dance when she saw Xiao Yeyang walking over with a stern face.

Seeing the sparkling black eyes beneath the veil and then the somewhat revealing dance costume, Xiao Yeyang felt a surge of anger, and under everyone’s astonished gaze, he directly picked up Daohua horizontally and walked out of the tent quickly.

"What is Xiao Lord doing?"

"We finally get to see Miss Yiyi’s dance, and before it even starts, she’s taken away; Xiao Lord is too hasty."

Listening to the discontented murmurs of the crowd, Wei Hong indeed showed a smile.

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Dong Yuanxuan and Su Hongxin quickly exchanged glances.

Su Hongxin, somewhat surprised, whispered to Dong Yuanxuan: "What’s with Yeyang, has he really taken a liking to that dancer?"

Dong Yuanxuan stayed silent, he also felt that dance girl looked somewhat familiar.

Seeing him not responding, Su Hongxin spoke to himself: "If Yeyang dares to bring that dancer back to Ganzhou City, with Yan sister’s temperament, he won’t have good days ahead."

Dong Yuanxuan glanced at Su Hongxin: "What are you thinking, that’s impossible."

In another tent, Jiang Wanying was stunned for a long time after hearing the news.

She should not show her face in public, but she had always been paying attention to the movements on Xiao Yeyang’s side. Previously, she was worried that Xiao Yeyang wouldn’t let Yiyi serve him, but now hearing that Xiao Yeyang had publicly carried Yiyi away, her heart started to become restless again.

"Madam Peony, Lord Xiao directly carried Yiyi back to his tent."

An old procuress excitedly came to report.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanying’s face showed a complex expression, as if smiling yet not smiling, as if crying yet not crying.

"Xiao Yeyang, back then you wouldn’t even give me a proper glance, but now you have taken in a lowly dancer. In your heart, am I even less than a dancer?"

...

Inside Xiao Yeyang’s tent.

Daohua sat on the edge of the bed, chin up, looking at Xiao Yeyang who was glaring at her, not surprised that he recognized her. If he hadn’t, she would have been the one to get angry instead.

After a stare-down, Daohua’s neck started feeling sore, so she looked away, eyes sweeping over the bed she was sitting on. Recalling the words she had heard earlier, she got up from the bed with a disgusted expression.

After standing up, she still felt it wasn’t enough, patting her hands and clothes as if she had touched something dirty.

Seeing this, Xiao Yeyang sighed and held Daohua, sitting her back on the bed.

Daohua was unwilling and struggled to stand up: "I don’t want to sit on a bed that other women have slept in, let me go, otherwise I won’t be polite."

Xiao Yeyang tightened his grip, sitting her firmly on his lap: "In your eyes, am I such an easy man? That any dancer could come to my bed?"

Daohua’s struggles lessened, skeptical as she watched Xiao Yeyang: "Don’t try to deceive me. That dancer is in my hands now, she said that during this period you kept having her serve you."

Saying thus, unable to suppress her indignation, she twisted the soft flesh around Xiao Yeyang’s waist.

Xiao Yeyang grimaced in pain, quickly grabbing Daohua’s hand: "Do you believe a dancer or your own husband?"

Daohua hmphed: "Men’s mouths, deceiving devils. That dancer has been staying in your tent, everyone has seen it, and you still want to deceive me?"

Xiao Yeyang helplessly said: "That woman was sent by Wei Hong, obviously with ill intentions. How foolish would I have to be, to knowingly walk into a trap?"

Daohua was silent: "If you knew Wei Hong had ill intentions, then why accept her at all? If you were unwilling, Wei Hong couldn’t force you, right?"

Xiao Yeyang: "I obviously have my reasons. Accepting that dancer was to lull Wei Hong and his people into complacency."

"The situation with the Border Army here in Jianzhou Guard is somewhat complicated, some generals have been bought over by Wei Hong. I am currently working with Zhou Xuan to root out all these people."

"Jinwei Guard and Jianzhou Guard, Xintunwei, all started building forces around the same time, but Jinwei Guard is almost fully established, while Jianzhou Guard and Xintunwei have just started."

"If those generals who have gone over to Wei Hong aren’t found, even if I have the military tokens, I can’t fully control the Border Army."

Daohua looked at Xiao Yeyang skeptically: "Really?"

Xiao Yeyang seeing Daohua didn’t believe him, widened his eyes: "You don’t believe me?"

Daohua: "Then tell me, what exactly did that dancer do in your tent?"

Xiao Yeyang knew that without clarity, Daohua would not believe that he had remained chaste for her. He stood up, walked behind a screen, and tapped the floor thrice with his foot.

Soon, a door one meter wide opened.

Then, Bu Gandang emerged from below.

Seeing this, Daohua’s frown relaxed, and a smile appeared in her eyes.

Bu Gandang didn’t recognize Daohua, surprised as he looked at Xiao Yeyang, wondering why the master hadn’t knocked out the person today?

Xiao Yeyang looked at Daohua: "Do you believe what I said now?"

Daohua playfully glared at him, turning and sitting down at the table.

Xiao Yeyang followed: "Where is that dancer?"

Daohua: "Dongli and Yan Ying are looking after her."

Xiao Yeyang looked at Bu Gandang: "Go find Dongli and Yan Ying, make sure no one notices. Keep that dancer unconscious these days."

Bu Gandang nodded and disappeared through the secret door.