On the plains several dozen miles away, several temporary campsites were set up, with bonfires lit around their perimeters and patrol teams circling them.
In the largest tent among them, Luo Zhen, Xu Miaozhen, Yi Yao, Jiang Ruoqing, Ye Wanqiu, Zhao Jiangning, Lianyi, Chun Lan, Xia Lan, Qiu Lan, Dong Lan, Zhang Ru—all the women who had shared intimate moments with Chen Mo—were lying in a line on the ground.
Two blankets were spread on the ground.
The tent was spacious enough that all the women lying together could turn over, but they couldn't make big movements.
Convenient? Certainly not.
But it was just for one night until daybreak when they would continue their journey. If each woman had her own tent along with a maid, that would make quite a scene. They worried about gossip that might trouble Chen Mo, so they chose to make do for a night.
After all, by now all the women were well acquainted; who hadn't seen each other?
