Chapter 273 Life is Worth Living
"What a coincidence! Why did my third brother suddenly become a bandit?"
Hearing this, Meng Lingge also felt a little scared.
Meng Xingyuan was ordered to suppress bandits, but the bandit leader turned out to be Wen Kehao.
If it weren't for Wen Zhiming's intervention, whether Wen Kehao died at Meng Xingyuan's hands or Meng Xingyuan was killed by Wen Kehao, it would have been as if each of them had lost a loved one to the other's family.
That would be a very serious matter.
This was a devastating blow to their relationship.
Looking at Meng Lingge's reaction, Wen Zhiming slowly explained the consequences of Wen Kehao using the Gu King and Lianzhi Grass.
“My third brother did kill a lot of people, but they were all corrupt officials and bandits who did evil deeds. He didn’t kill any innocent people. If he knew that the person who went to suppress the bandits was my father-in-law, he certainly wouldn’t have laid a hand on him.”
Meng Lingge breathed a sigh of relief.
She knew Wen Kehao to some extent; he wasn't exactly evil, but he wasn't exactly virtuous either. The key was how the people around him guided him.
His body is currently behaving so strangely, and he loses control for several hours every day, yet he still manages not to harm innocent people; this is absolutely thanks to Su Leyan.
Dr. Su's passionate and decisive nature helped pull Wen Kehao back from the brink of death, but now that Wen Kehao is in this state, it's anyone's guess when the two will finally be able to get married.
Wen Zhiming looked at her and asked curiously, "Why don't you ask me if my third brother and Doctor Su are married yet, and how they get along?"
He remembered that Meng Lingge and Su Leyan had a good relationship. Even if she didn't like her third brother, she should still care about her old friend.
"No need to ask, if you didn't bring it up, they definitely didn't get married."
Meng Lingge said confidently, "Third Brother looks handsome and talented, but he is actually a bit insecure. Now that he has this problem, he is probably even more afraid to accept anyone. Doctor Su is kind and proactive, but she also has her pride and arrogance and is unwilling to compromise. So, for the two of them, there is only one word to describe it: good things come to those who wait."
Wen Zhiming nodded and said, "My wife sees things very clearly. What you said is not much different. I originally wanted my third brother to come to the army camp to find a job, but both my third brother and Doctor Su refused."
Good fortune and misfortune are intertwined. Although Wen Kehao's appearance and body have been damaged, his martial arts have also increased significantly. If he were to join his army, he would definitely be an invaluable military general.
Meng Lingge said, "He's probably afraid of causing you trouble."
Wen Kehao has little affection for others, but he has deep feelings for his older brother Wen Zhiming. If it weren't for Su Leyan, he might still have improper thoughts.
“You guessed right again.” Wen Zhiming nodded and said, “That’s what he did say. But he also said that if I need his help when I storm the capital, I will definitely do my best.”
"You refused?"
Meng Lingge guessed that Wen Zhiming probably didn't have this intention, otherwise he would have discussed this matter with Wen Kehao when he left Guandu Prefecture.
“It can’t be considered a refusal,” Wen Zhiming said. “I secretly rescued my father-in-law, but on the surface, I killed Meng Xingyuan under the guise of my third brother and displayed his head on a tree. When this news reached the capital, the officials would surely advise the emperor to send another elite force to suppress the bandits. Since the emperor’s plan failed this time, he will definitely send real military generals and elite troops to convince the people. In this way, my third brother can be considered to have dealt with part of the troops for me, and the defense of the capital will naturally be relatively relaxed.”
Meng Lingge said worriedly, "In that case, wouldn't Third Brother and Doctor Su be in danger?"
“I mentioned it to them a few times. My third brother said that Guandu Prefecture is mountainous and forested, and if he can’t handle the situation, he will hide in the mountains and forests, making it impossible for the government troops to find him,” Wen Zhiming said.
"That's good."
Meng Lingge breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
Heading to the capital to confront the treacherous emperor is already dangerous enough; we can't afford to have any more worries about the future.
Wen Zhiming looked at her and asked gently.
"I've been the one talking about what happened after we left the camp. My wife, could you tell me about what's been going on in the military camp these past ten days or so? What's been happening?"
When Wen Zhiming and Meng Lingge were alone, Wen Zhiming rarely referred to himself as "this king" and enjoyed the same intimacy as ordinary couples.
“The military camp is all about rest and travel, what could possibly happen? The guard that General Cao found was worried about being exposed, so he barely spoke a few words all day. The guards in the army all thought that the King of the Northern Frontier was heartbroken and in a bad mood.”
At this point, Meng Lingge looked up at Wen Zhiming with a smile.
"Two junior officers hinted to me that I should reconcile with you and help their prince recover, so that the atmosphere in the military camp wouldn't be too oppressive. I wonder if the prince is feeling any better now?"
“Heartbreak takes time to heal,” Wen Zhiming said, grabbing Meng Lingge’s hand with deep affection in his eyes. “But as long as my wife stays by my side day and night, I will eventually recover.”
He didn't mind his subordinates in the military camp saying that he was a womanizer and that he couldn't be separated from women when leading troops into battle.
He was just heartbroken that he couldn't reveal Meng Lingge's identity to the public for the time being. Although no one in the military camp dared to say anything about Meng Lingge on the surface, there were definitely people in the shadows who would laugh at her for being nameless and unknown.
Meng Lingge tried to pull her hand away but couldn't, secretly annoyed that she shouldn't have provoked the already energetic man. Fortunately, Wen Zhiming didn't do anything too outrageous, he just forced her to eat more.
As darkness fell outside, tender feelings lingered inside the tent.
The couple chatted as they ate, and this time their dinner lasted a little longer than usual.
After dinner, Wen Zhiming went to inspect the weapons, horses, and defenses in the military camp, and then summoned the generals to discuss matters.
He didn't return until late at night.
Wen Zhiming considered that Meng Lingge was already four months pregnant and did not want her to be too tired, so he did not call her to the meeting this time. He planned to tell Meng Lingge the contents of the discussion when he had free time tomorrow.
When he returned to the tent, Meng Lingge was already asleep. Wen Zhiming kissed Meng Lingge on the face and gently lay down beside her.
The bed was slightly warm, and the beauty's sleeping posture was extremely proper. Wen Zhiming placed his hand on Meng Lingge's abdomen.
With my wife and children in my arms, life is worth living.
Meanwhile, on her way back to the palace, Meng Xiyao encountered an accident.
Her carriage was originally used by the palace to transport concubines and had special markings on it. Commoners would avoid it if they saw it. But this time, two petty thieves, whether they were being chased and had no idea what to do or they didn't see the markings, actually jumped onto her carriage with knives and took her hostage.
Meng Xiyao's rank was not particularly high. Today, she left the palace with only two guards, the rest of whom were palace maids and nannies.
The two guards were walking ahead when, in a moment of carelessness, the thief took Meng Xiyao hostage, and now they dared not rush to rescue her.
The accompanying maids and servants screamed in fright, and the carriage immediately stopped.
Yun'er and Meng Xiyao were sitting together in the carriage. Seeing this, they tried their best to remain calm and spoke loudly.
"How dare you! This is Consort Xi! Why don't you kneel down and beg for forgiveness?"
Upon hearing Meng Xiyao's identity, the two petty thieves were terrified, but the next second they still held their knives to Meng Xiyao's neck.
"I don't care who you are, get the carriage moving right now, or I'll kill you right now!"
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