Chapter 79 The Bloodthirsty Admiral Who Keeps a Mistress in a Golden House 8

The next morning, Chu Yuan did her morning exercise in the garden, not wanting to abandon her old profession.

Don't go back and find you can't do anything but give birth; that would be terrible...

The key issue is that she doesn't even have a boyfriend in real life, so where would she go to have a baby?

She dances ballet best, but she also knows some classical dance.

Not long after they jumped, they saw Huo Jin dodging left and right as he passed by the garden, probably on his way to the palace or to do something.

Chu Yuan narrowed her eyes. Something was wrong. Something was off about this little hunting dog!

Thinking about it, her body moved instinctively, fluttering like a butterfly, blocking the path that Huo Jin was sure to take.

The man instinctively gripped his sword tighter. If he hadn't known there were no external enemies in his own household, he probably would have drawn his sword without hesitation!

Even so, the cold iron weapon was still fiercely positioned across Chu Yuan's chest.

He avoided Chu Yuan like the plague, yelling, "Step back! Immediately!"

Chu Yuan was puzzled. "Admiral, are you drunk again so early in the morning?"

As soon as he said this, Huo Jin's eyes darkened noticeably, his alluring peach blossom eyes narrowed in displeasure, giving off a chilling feeling.

Chu Yuan considered herself a decent "gift," as she didn't seem to have provoked him.

So fierce? Did he eat explosives?

Little did she know that Huo Jin had been having indescribable dreams almost every night recently, and the source of this was none other than her!

She made him different from before!

That shameful, unspeakable lustful impulse tormented him.

Seeing her now makes me feel even more uncomfortable.

It felt as if a thousand ants were gnawing at him, his chest was filled with feathers, and he felt a tingling, unbearable itch as if a hundred claws were scratching at his heart.

Yet, I desperately want to see her and get close to her.

He wouldn't have rushed out if he hadn't seen her dancing here.

Just for that fleeting glimpse.

Every night, when she was fast asleep, he couldn't resist sneaking into her room.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, touching her face, or deeply inhaling the unique fragrance of her body that haunted his dreams, he became more and more infatuated with her each day.

He was truly afraid that one day he would act like that despicable womanizer and take advantage of her.

Huo Jin was confused. What was this? Was it liking someone or just possessiveness?

But whatever it was, seeing Chu Yuan's clueless yet charmingly angry face, he really wanted to destroy it!

Suddenly, Huo Jin grabbed Chu Yuan's wrist!

Amidst her repeated cries of "What are you doing?" "Don't pull me!" and "Where are we going?", Huo Jin led her straight out of the mansion.

"Aren't you skilled in riding and archery? Today, I, the admiral, have some free time and order you to race against me!"

Chu Yuan, “?”

Still saying you're not drunk? You're starting to act crazy!

Looking at the tall and handsome Akhal-Teke horse in front of her, Chu Yuan felt a sense of rejection.

Before she could beg for mercy, Huo Jin had already grabbed her waist and, with a push and a lift, got her onto the horse.

He immediately lashed the horse's rump with a whip, forcing Chu Yuan to straighten the reins and run alongside the horse. Fortunately, he didn't go too far, so the speed wasn't too fast, and Chu Yuan could still control it.

Before long, Huo Jin also jumped onto his horse and followed.

His horse was even bigger and more majestic, and it looked at people with disdain. It's true that like owner, like horse!

Huo Jin looked down at Chu Yuan, who was trembling on horseback, and sneered, "This speed? It's far worse than your archery skills."

Chu Yuan gritted her teeth and mustered all her composure to refrain from retorting.

Huo Jin, holding the reins, walked beside Chu Yuan. "How are you? Getting used to it? Want to run around a bit?"

The two were currently in the suburbs, at the most famous racecourse in the capital. Judging from the respectful manner the racecourse owner showed to Huo Jin, Chu Yuan guessed that he was probably the real behind-the-scenes shareholder.

Huo Jin was a greedy, gambling, and murderous man, but he was not lustful.

"No...no." Chu Yuan refused. She really wasn't very good at riding horses; just riding at a fast pace was her limit.

However, upon hearing this, Huo Jin raised a captivating eyebrow, "Miss Iris must have a request she wants to make to this admiral, right? How could you possibly bring it up with such an attitude?"

Chu Yuan suddenly looked up and glared at him. Was he some kind of mind reader? How could he know so clearly what she was thinking?

"If you didn't need something from me, would you have let me kidnap you so obediently?" Huo Jin rode his horse around in place, kindly trying to answer Chu Yuan's question.

Seeing that she couldn't hide it any longer, Chu Yuan simply let it go. "Alright, since you've figured it out, let's make a deal. I promise to run a horse race with you, and if I'm lucky enough to survive afterwards, you'll grant me one request, okay?"

Huo Jin thought for a moment, then frowned, "I can't let you go!"

After all, she was a gift from the emperor, a trusted confidante of the imperial concubine, and not as easy to deal with as the previous dancers and singers.

Secondly, he hadn't figured out what it was about her that fascinated and excited him, so how could he easily let her go?

Chu Yuan had anticipated his response and remained calm. "Fine, I won't leave. To be honest, from the moment the Emperor bestowed me upon you, I never intended to leave."

She still has to have children.

Moreover, even without the task of having children, living in the Huo family mansion with good food and clothing, few people and little trouble, at most occasionally cooperating with the male master's eccentricities, isn't that good?

Why are you so distraught that you want to leave?

How will she make a living once she leaves? She's not one of those strong-willed, transmigrated heroines; she's naive and prefers to be a leg-hanger.

Of course, the premise is that you have to stand up; sleeping is also acceptable, but kneeling is out of the question!

Hearing Chu Yuan's "sincere" words, Huo Jin was stunned for a moment, his dark eyes fixed on her. "Why?"

Chu Yuan said, "My mother said, 'A woman follows her husband wherever he goes,' and although I wasn't formally married to the Admiral, I'm still considered his woman. I... I don't mind that the Admiral is impotent..."

"Who are you calling incompetent?" Huo Jin's face suddenly darkened, and he turned his body slightly, unleashing a chilling pressure upon Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan stared at his crotch. "What, isn't the Admiral a eunuch?"

Chu Yuan learned about his transformation from a fake eunuch to a man who finally came to his senses from the system, but Huo Jin was unaware of it.

She could completely pretend she had no feelings about what happened that night.

What can Huo Jin do with her?

Sure enough, Huo Jin tightened his grip on the reins, the veins on the back of his hand bulging, clearly furious.

I really wanted her to try it out right there and see if he was up to the task!