Mu Yang returned to the modern time and space, ran to the outside shopping mall, bought a set of shapewear, which was fully wrapped, then bought a cheap and outdated womens outfit, claiming to be a black lady woolen coat made of cashmere, just suitable for the current weather, only 150 yuan, the store also gave away a white ladies knitted small brimmed hat, saying it was paired with the manufacturer.

  Then went to a cosmetics store and bought a set of the most ordinary ladies makeup, the kind that can make a woman instantly become another woman, essential equipment for women. The price is not expensive, lipstick foundation brightening makeup all together only 35 yuan, absolutely mainland goods.

  She bought another bottle of perfume, mainly to cover up the bloody smell and medicinal smell on her body.

  Carrying her back to the inn, putting down the big and small bags in the bedroom, he said to the woman: "Can you move? Do you need me to help you get dressed?"

  The woman looked at Mu Yang bringing so many things and was stunned, if she were a modern person, she would definitely ask, are you Xiao Dingdang?

  "No need, I can do it myself." Although the woman was already down to her undergarments, directly facing a man while changing clothes still made her feel somewhat pressured.

  "Thats good, this is a compression garment, wearing it on the body can tightly bind the body, so when you get up and move around, it wont affect your wound, dont worry about the wound bursting open and the gauze falling off."

  The woman nodded after listening, and Mu Yang walked out of the bedroom. After a while, she heard the woman say, "Im fine, you can come in now."

  Muyang walked into the bedroom and found that the woman was already dressed, wearing a black woolen coat outside, with her own leather belt shoes, and surprisingly, she had put on the white small hat that came with it, which made the whole person come alive, giving off a modern fashionista vibe.

  Appreciating beauty under lamplight has its own unique charm.

  "This windbreaker looks great, where did you buy it?" No matter what kind of woman she is, shes a clothes lover, and now shes like this, still having the mood to study clothes.

  "Sit up and Ill put makeup on you."

  The woman listened and quietly moved to sit down beside the table, then looked at Mu Yang with big eyes.

  "Watch what Im doing, watch in the mirror." Murong said, pointing to the mirror on the table. Its really quite stressful being stared at by a beauty like this.

  The womans face broke into a smile once again.

  Moyang didnt have any real understanding of makeup, he just relied on his past experiences and thoughts to start doing it directly on the woman.

  The womans complexion was pale, so she applied foundation directly, then put on blush. The woman instantly became much more beautiful. After applying lipstick and eyeshadow, the woman had transformed into a star. The woman herself had a great base to begin with; if not for Mu Yangs terrible makeup skills, this woman could have been even more stunning.

  The woman looked at herself in the mirror, from pale to radiant, and admired Mu Yangs makeup skills. This man was indeed mysterious and multi-talented. Thinking of this, a pair of beautiful eyes stared straight at Mu Yangs face, wanting to see through his true nature, wondering if he was a scoundrel.

  "How does it feel?" asked Mu Yang with a hint of smugness.

  "You can even make up for women, is this the legendary Zhang Jiao painting eyebrows?" The woman teased Mu Yang.

  "Makeup is done, bowing my head to ask my husband, the depth of the eyebrows is timely and shallow, do you want to be my wife?" Mu Yang said with a smirk, teasing beautiful women is absolutely one of lifes pleasures.

  The womans expression was a bit shy when she heard Mu Yangs words, originally wanting to tease Mu Yang, but accidentally got herself into it.

  Just then, there came a knocking at the door of the inn downstairs.

  "Open the door, open the door! The imperial army is inspecting. Old Zhao, hurry up! If youre late, the imperial army will charge you with the crime of being a bandit!" The fake soldiers outside shouted loudly.

  "Here it comes, General, stop filming, Im opening the door now."

  Muyang didnt go out to take a look, but instead quietly listened to the movements outside from inside the house.

  Then, a Japanese voice shouted from the house next door, and then someone shouted in Chinese, "Search every room carefully, we cant let any culprits escape. The Imperial Army said that if anyone lets a culprit escape, they will be held responsible later. Everyone, cheer up and search carefully."

  Then came the sound of the room door being knocked open, and the white dog entering the house to search everywhere, with people shouting and dogs barking, all in a mess.

  "Bang bang bang", "Open the door, open the door quickly, or else Master will shoot." The door to Mu Yangs room was finally knocked on.

  "Dont worry, Im getting dressed, Ill be right out." Mu Yang replied from inside.

  "Damn it, what are you wearing? Luckily, it saves me the trouble of searching you. Open the door quickly." The person outside was scolding and seemed to be getting impatient.

  Muyang Chongs woman gave a glance, then walked over to open the door. As soon as the door opened, three fake soldiers rushed in, all holding rifles with bayonets attached. One of them pointed at Muyang with his bayonet and said: "Damn it, opening the door so slowly, are you hiding bandits inside?"

  "The old boss laughed and said that we just woke up when we heard the sound, so we were a bit late," explained Mu Yang with a smile.

  Three fake soldiers saw the woman sitting at the table, and they all stared straight ahead. "Wow, what a beauty!" "Brothers, dont you think this woman is suspicious? She might be a bandit. Should we take her back for further interrogation?"

  "I think this woman is suspicious and should be taken back."

  Some fake soldiers were simply bandits, and they actually wanted to rob the beauty directly. Mu Yangs face turned cold, and he said angrily: "Dont provoke people you shouldnt provoke. My father is a well-known socialite in Beijing, and he often drinks tea and chats with General Ningji of the North China Military Command. Do you want to move my wife? Are you looking for death?"

  Muyangs words directly intimidated the three puppet soldiers. The name of Okamura Yasuji was well-known throughout North China, and the Three Alls Policy and the Scorched Earth Policy were formulated by him. These three were just ordinary small soldiers, and they were also puppet soldiers. Even an ordinary Japanese soldier dared to bully them, let alone the commander-in-chief of the North China Area Army, who was a formidable figure like Yan Wang (the King of Hell). They should hide themselves well, or else Yan Wang would blow a breath, and several people would turn into dust.

  Three fake soldiers looked at Mu Yang in surprise, this man was wearing a well-pressed Zhongshan suit, with an elegant demeanor, absolutely not one of those ordinary villagers they often bullied. The womans dress and manner were also not like those of an ordinary familys daughter. Could it be that these two people were really the children of a big shot, just as the man had said?

  They didnt dare to gamble, and the pseudo-military leader immediately put on a smiling face and said to Mu Yang: "Young master misunderstood, there are bandits attacking the imperial army in the city, we are also acting on orders. I dont think youre hiding any bandits here either, sorry for the disturbance, well leave now."

  Mu Yangs face was gloomy as he watched the three people leave the room, his expression suddenly relaxed, and his palms were sweating. This crisis is over.

  The room fell silent, and neither of them spoke. Before long, the sound of Japanese voices came from downstairs, and then the Japanese army and puppet troops all left with a rustling sound.

  Muyang finally let out a sigh of relief, and it was over.

  "What kind of person are you?" The woman looked at Mu Yang with great interest and asked.

  "And who are you, can you tell me?" Mu Yang looked at the woman with a sharp gaze.

  The two of them stared at each other for a while, then the woman said: "My name is Qin Huaiyun, whats yours? What brings you here? I dont think youre an ordinary student."

  "My name is Mu Yang, and I can tell youre no ordinary person either. Are you a Guo or Gong, which family do you work for?"

  Its not that easy to just tell yourself a name and think you can get away with it.

  The woman looked at Mu Yang deeply, then said: "What you just said about your family background must be fake. If you really have the surname Mu, there is no such upper-class person with the surname Mu in the capital city, and they are also familiar with that old devil Okamura Nijiro."

  "Being able to understand the situation in Beijing, or even domestically, so clearly, it seems you have a big face among the national characters."

  The womans heart skipped a beat. This Mo Yang was indeed not simple, able to analyze such a conclusion from her own simple words, what a clever and cunning guy.

  Before the woman could speak, Mu Yang continued, "My name is absolutely real, and your guess was not wrong either. The identity I had just now was indeed fabricated by me. Im just an ordinary student. Can you tell me about your story?"

  "Im tired, I want to rest for a while." The woman said as she walked into the bedroom.

  "Its late at night, Ive been busy for so long, its really time to rest." Murong said as he also walked into the bedroom.

  The woman turned around and looked at Mu Yang, "Do you want to sleep with me in one bed?"

  "Theres only one bed in this room, do you want me, the master, to sleep on the floor? Miss Qin, dont be so ungrateful, I just risked my life to rescue you from the Japanese, I think you wont let your lifesaver sleep on the floor, will you? Hmm, I think youre not that kind of person."