Forced Pampering: Haughty Husband, Please Restrain Yourself

Chapter 1225: Chapter 1239: The Dreaded Sudden Silence

In a mountain area over fifty kilometers from the Imperial City, lies the only Special Training Team belonging to the Empire’s highest secrecy.

At this moment, the team members of the Special Training Team are holding their first assembly in the small auditorium since arriving here. This meeting is also a crucial event that determines the future paths of the members.

A month of intensive training has given these elites selected from various Guard Teams yet another experience of transformation. Next, they will face the second assessment of joining the Special Training Team. Those who remain after this assessment will officially become members of the Special Training Team.

Lin Junyang, as the deputy leader of the Special Training Team, is explaining the content and rules of this assessment to the team members.

On the projector in front is the assessment plan he meticulously designed after two nights of planning.

And he, holding a baton, is animatedly explaining it, exuding a grandeur akin to a general strategizing triumphantly.

Mu Xingfeng, seated to the side, feels his phone vibrate softly. He casually takes out his phone and taps open the screen, seeing a message from his wife.

Thinking that he will see the little one in just a few days, Mu Xingfeng’s lips couldn’t help but curve upwards.

Upon opening, it’s a photo sent by the little one: dressed in a white attire, with black long hair partly styled into a princess bun, adorned with a plum blossom hairpin, appearing remarkably fresh and refined.

Upon closer inspection, makeup has been applied; a bit of plum blossom adorns the forehead, eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes sparkling like stars, cherry-blossom-like lips more alluring, with a gentle upward curve that suggests a smile, resembling an ethereal fairy.

Lin Junyang continues speaking, but notices his brother already distracted.

Don’t ask why he can instantly tell his brother is distracted—just from the lascivious smirk, it’s evident that he’s undoubtedly engrossed in romantic texting with Tuzi.

Lin Junyang increasingly feels that, as the deputy leader of the Special Training Team, it’s necessary to report the current state of the team to the military department.

The biggest dilemma facing their Special Training Team right now isn’t the complex workload upon its establishment, nor the monotonous daily training, and not even the looming series of S-class missions.

It’s that our team leader is continually thinking about his wife every day, oh dear!

Every day seeing him smile so ostentatiously at his phone, his gaze almost overflowing with tenderness—our team members are almost suffocated by the PDA!

”Ahem...”

Lin Junyang softly coughs twice, subtly signaling his dear brother to maintain a little dignity for the sake of the comrades.

”Next, let’s look at the terrain map for this exercise. We have chosen...”

Just then, the notification sound for a text message rings, and Lin Junyang’s hand that was about to pull up the terrain map from his phone perfectly taps on it, and unexpectedly, a magnified image of an ancient beauty appears on the projector screen.

”...”

The silence is daunting, and Lin Junyang suddenly feels enlightened, a surge of clarity hits him, his mind is clear enough to hear the sound of leaves falling in the courtyard.

He stiffly turns his neck, which creaks as he rotates, and laboriously looks at the screen behind him.

On it is a girl dressed in complex palace attire, layered and beautiful, adorned with intricate headdress; yet it doesn’t conceal her alluring charm.