Looking at that handsome face, he couldn’t help showing a trace of infatuation.

At the same time, his voice sounded in Lin Yi’s headset as well:

"Brother Lin, do you think His Majesty will assign me a residence today?"

Lin Yi: "He probably will. By all rights, your current rank is already at first grade. With a rank like that, it shouldn’t be hard at all to reward you with a residence. That would be perfectly reasonable."

As he said this, Lin Yi couldn’t help finding it a bit funny in his heart.

Whether they give this girl a residence or not, isn’t that basically up to a single word from him?

Regardless of whether this rank is technically high enough for a residence, even if Leng Yu were just the lowest County Magistrate, he could still directly get her a first-grade official’s mansion.

Don’t even mention a first-grade official—what’s wrong with giving this girl a Prince’s Mansion?

After hearing this, Leng Yu chuckled, and actually started fantasizing right there:

"If they really give me a residence, then Brother Lin, can you live there with me? I’ve just arrived in the Capital City and don’t know anyone at all. I’ll definitely be scared."

When she said that, she even pouted a little, leaving Lin Yi utterly helpless for a moment.

You’re a little demon who kills people without batting an eye—how could you possibly be scared?

On the battlefield, when you were chopping down Yan Soldiers one by one, you never said you were scared.

Facing tens of thousands of Yan cavalry, you never said you were scared.

And now, coming to the Capital City alone, suddenly you’re scared.

Seeing that Lin Yi kept not answering her, not agreeing either, Leng Yu couldn’t help pouting even more.

By Lin Yi’s estimation, if there were a rope here right now, you could use that pout to tether a donkey.

"Please? Brother Lin. Don’t worry, I’ll definitely put two big beds in the room then. As long as you stay with me every day, that’s enough."

The way she said that made Lin Yi feel like a big bad wolf luring Little Red Riding Hood. She was obviously laying a trap for him step by step.

Her saying she’d give him two beds—forget him, nobody in their right mind would believe that.

After all, Leng Yu’s little schemes were already the kind of "Sima Zhao’s heart," basically obvious to everyone.

At the very least, every soldier and every family member in the Border Army Camp knew full well.

And precisely because of that, Lin Yi, the person involved, naturally understood too.

To put it bluntly, she’s just drooling over my body...

But facing a girl like this, he really had no way to deal with her. He could only nod helplessly:

"We’ll talk about it when the time comes. If it works out, I can live there with you."

Lin Yi had figured it out by now: if he didn’t agree, this girl would definitely keep pestering him here.

Sure enough, as soon as she heard Lin Yi agree, a delighted smile bloomed on her face.

Only, that smile did make Lin Yi feel a hint of "plot succeeded," which left him both helpless and amused.

If their identities were swapped, that might make sense, but as things stood? He, a grown man, was actually being led around in circles by this little girl. That was a bit hard to swallow.

Still, he didn’t think too much of it. He just treated this girl as an overgrown child; as long as he kept his boundaries, it would be fine.

However, once this topic ended, the little girl suddenly got excited again, and couldn’t help asking Lin Yi:

"Brother Lin, why do you think the Prince of You promoted me to Grand General? Does he not know what I’ve been doing here? Or is there some hidden meaning behind this move?"

In Leng Yu’s mind, there was absolutely no way she should have been promoted, and she had written all the credit out crystal clear.

As for driving off the Yan Soldiers, that was entirely due to Lin Yi alone.

Logically speaking, the reward should have gone to Lin Yi.

But why was Lin Yi’s name not mentioned at all on that imperial decree, while hers and Lao Liu’s were written instead? Did someone tamper with it?

But that didn’t make sense either. She had personally written that report, and personally sent her trusted men to deliver it.

There was no way anyone could have forged it en route.

Besides, what would be the point of forging that memorial? Just to put her on the rise? But she didn’t have that kind of loyal faction.

Suddenly, Leng Yu’s eyes lit up as if she’d thought of something. She immediately turned her head to Lin Yi’s side and spoke into the headset:

"Brother Lin, do you think this Prince of You might be like Xiang Zhuang dancing his sword with a hidden target? On the surface he’s promoting me to Grand General, but his real intention is you? He wants to use me to bring you to the Capital City together?"

As she said this, the little girl immediately furrowed her brows, and the more she thought about it, the more it felt like she’d found the root of the matter. In the end, she hurriedly said to Lin Yi:

"Brother Lin, maybe you shouldn’t go. Let me go to the Capital City alone. Who knows what this Prince of You is plotting against you?

What if he locks you up as soon as you arrive?

If it really comes to that, then you absolutely, absolutely can’t go to the Capital City. No—turn around now, I’ll ride there by myself!"

By the end, her pretty little face had grown incredibly tense, and when she looked at Lin Yi, her eyes were full of worry.

In her mind, this was the only explanation that made sense.

If it weren’t for Lin Yi, why would the Prince of You promote her? Obviously, he was afraid that if he directly transferred Lin Yi, Lin Yi wouldn’t even bother with him.

But if he transferred her, Lin Yi would definitely stay by her side to protect her.

And looking at it this way, the Prince of You clearly knew everything that had happened on their side, or maybe there really was an informant he’d planted among her people.

Meanwhile, Lin Yi, piloting the helicopter toward the Capital City, glanced helplessly at Leng Yu beside him. Seeing the anxious look on her face, he could only feel both exasperated and amused.

Being too clever isn’t necessarily a good thing.

Look at her, she’d already started spinning her own narrative—and the way that plot was heading...

[To be continued...]