Hidden Marriage: Spoiled by the Imperial Commander
Chapter 240: Responding to All His Tenderness

Chapter 240: Chapter 240: Responding to All His Tenderness

Yan Qianyi was startled, quickly twisting her body to hook her arm through Mu Yunlie’s, leaning her head against his arm. "I’ve been busy preparing for the Federation Military Academy since I woke up, and Ah Lie has been very busy too, so we haven’t had time to attend a ball together."

Mu Yunlie cooperated immediately, picking up a grape and feeding it to her lips.

Yan Qianyi bit into the grape, her eyes curving into a smile, "Thank you, darling, this one’s so sweet."

The two of them looked very affectionate.

Andelle said, "Then have a good time tomorrow night. Everyone will be wearing masks, it’s a lot of fun. Yao and I met at the Military Academy’s masquerade ball."

The atmosphere at dinner was very harmonious, and Yan Yao and Mu Yunlie stopped talking about national affairs.

The main topic was the amusing stories of the siblings when they were children.

After dinner, Andelle invited them both to take a boat ride on the river to see the nighttime scenery.

Yan Qianyi made the excuse that she was a bit tired today and told Andelle to rest well and not to specifically accompany them.

Then she pulled Mu Yunlie back to their room.

Once in the room, she said to Xiao Ke, "Xiao Ke, play a waltz."

Mu Yunlie was about to sit down on the sofa when Yan Qianyi took his hands, "Come, let’s have a try, let me see if you really can dance. The guests tomorrow night are all of noble birth, and I’m afraid you’ll embarrass my brother."

"..." Mu Yunlie was taken aback by her sudden enthusiasm, "It’s not good for the stomach to dance right after eating."

"It’s exactly because we’ve eaten that we need to exercise. I know medicine; trust me, I’m not wrong."

Actually, Yan Qianyi wanted to practice herself.

She knew her brother didn’t have it easy in the Morris Empire. Although he had proven his strength, those self-proclaimed noble Royals looked down on his birth at heart.

When her brother had dated Andelle, he faced full-fledged opposition from the Morris Royal Family.

They thought her brother, coming from a merchant family, wasn’t a match for Andelle.

If she made a mistake at the ball tomorrow with all the royal family members present, it would only embarrass her brother and give them more reason to look down on him.

She had heard that girls from royal families were taught to dance from a young age, and one could tell if they were elegant and cultured by their dance.

But she could only fight, was not good at dancing, and never liked to attend those so-called debutante balls from a young age.

So she had to practice in advance.

Mu Yunlie smiled and pierced through Yan Qianyi’s thoughts with a single statement, "If you want me to practice with you, just say so."

After all, he had seen Yan Qianyi’s dance before.

"I don’t, I just want to see if you can." Yan Qianyi grabbed Mu Yunlie’s hand and placed it on her waist, "If you can’t, I’ll have my brother find me a dance partner tomorrow night, and you can rest in the room."

Mu Yunlie let out a cold laugh, hard as a dead duck!

His hand on her waist suddenly tightened, and with a twist, Yan Qianyi arched her back backward.

He leaned over her, gazing at her with a soft look.

Yan Qianyi suddenly felt a bit awkward and suggested, "Let’s call Xiao Ke and Ah Chang to dance with us, make it more lively."

"What’s the point of artificial intelligence dancing?" Mu Yunlie frowned.

He thought it was nice just the two of them.

"They can, Xiao Ke knows how to dance."

Yan Qianyi immediately called out Xiao Ke, who happily appeared in front of them, twirling in her puffy skirt.

Mu Yunlie played along with Yan Qianyi and called out Ah Chang as well.

Ah Chang and Xiao Ke, although they couldn’t touch each other’s virtual images, imitated each other’s moves and looked quite professional.

Yan Qianyi examined Ah Chang, dressed in a military uniform, "I notice Ah Chang’s eyebrows and eyes resemble yours, did you set him up based on your appearance as a child?"

Mu Yunlie pulled Yan Qianyi’s body closer, "Focus on dancing."

As their bodies twirled to the music, Yan Qianyi accidentally stepped on Mu Yunlie’s instep.

Mu Yunlie hissed in pain, his thin lips close to her ear, "Is this what Yan Yao calls good dancing?"

Yan Qianyi tugged awkwardly at her lip.

She had no idea why her brother would tell his wife that she was good at dancing.

She had never been good at dancing since she was young.

It was probably because her brother loved her too much, even if she danced like a piece of shit, her brother probably thought his sister was the best.

Once again, Yan Qianyi stepped on Mu Yunlie’s foot.

She apologized immediately, "I’m sorry, I really haven’t danced for so long, I’ve become rusty."

Mu Yunlie smiled faintly, his gentle voice blending with the music, sounding inconceivably pleasant, "Don’t try to be strong in front of me. It’s okay if you can’t dance. I’ll teach you, follow my rhythm."

He moved her along with the music, voicing reminders from time to time.

Under Mu Yunlie’s guidance, Yan Qianyi gradually started to get the hang of it.

Mu Yunlie’s waltz was very good, and while dancing, he exuded a unique gentlemanly charm that was even more elegant than the royalty.

Caught up in the beautiful music, she followed him in the dance and couldn’t help but become infatuated.

At that moment, he seemed like her entire world.

The feeling of her heart racing came over her again.

As the piece ended, Yan Qianyi quickly let go of Mu Yunlie’s hand, "That’s enough. I’m a bit tired, and I should rest early."

Ah Chang said, "Madam, it’s still early. Dance a little longer."

Xiao Ke also pleaded, "Master, let’s play a bit longer."

Yan Qianyi looked at them; the former Xiao Ke had no will of its own and would never actively ask for anything.

Now that he had been in contact with Ah Chang for a while, he had started to make requests as well.

"Then let’s dance another piece," Mu Yunlie said.

Ah Chang immediately played another dance track, and Mu Yunlie once again wrapped his arms around Yan Qianyi’s waist, lifted her hand, and they started to dance.

Yan Qianyi dared not look him in the eyes anymore, intentionally or unintentionally avoiding his gaze.

Because she was somewhat flustered, she stepped on Mu Yunlie’s foot several times again.

But each time, Mu Yunlie just smiled faintly and said it was fine.

Finally, after another dance, Yan Qianyi felt her heartbeat was so fast she could hardly breathe.

"No more dancing, I really need to shower and rest." She hurried to the washroom, afraid he would detect her panic.

That night, Yan Qianyi slept in the bed while Mu Yunlie slept on the couch.

She lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Every time she closed her eyes, the image of them dancing together filled her mind, along with the memory of their fingers intertwined tightly during the day’s outing.

She covered her head with the blanket, one hand pressed against her heart.

After what seemed like a long time, she eventually fell asleep, the corners of her mouth curled in a sweet and content smile.

In a drowsy state, Yan Qianyi had a dream.

In the dream, Mu Yunlie climbed onto her bed and kissed her.

It felt very real; every nerve in her body was tantalizingly trembling.

She could vividly feel his breath.

In the dream, she could no longer restrain herself and responded to all his tenderness.

The feeling, becoming more and more real, made Yan Qianyi start to doubt whether this was truly a dream.

She tried hard to open her intoxicated eyes.

The next moment, she was shocked awake.

It really wasn’t a dream!

Mu Yunlie had truly climbed onto her bed!