She reached out, took the hair ribbon, and held it in her hand, forgetting to put on her mask and bamboo hat. That was right: with Eleventh Prince acting as regent and holding absolute power, what on earth was she afraid of? Who said women weren't allowed in military camps? At this juncture, even if she and Eleventh Prince were strangers, he wouldn't offend Mo Liujin over such trivial matters. After all, Mo Liujin was the head of the military, and the hundreds of thousands of troops in his hands were his backing.
Slowly walking to the entrance of the tent, she gently lifted the curtain and welcomed the long-missed morning sun. She had never been fond of getting up early.
"Master?!" Feiying exclaimed in surprise, stepping forward to help her back into the main tent.
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