323 The Rise and Fall of the Royal City, Chapter Fifty-One
Only at this moment does time seem to stand still, allowing clear-headed people to savor delicious ingredients together. An exchange of emotions, a warm and tender moment.
In the military family quarters of the city, some soldiers hurriedly returned, carrying some scraps of clothing, looking travel-worn, with a mixture of joy and worry.
As I entered the house, my wife was busy weaving rope. An enticing aroma wafted towards me—the smell of food emanating from the kitchen. Suddenly, a wave of moisture washed over me.
'My husband is back. The food is in the pot. I'll go get it for you.' Seeing her husband return in a hurry, she didn't ask what had happened last night, nor did she ask why he hadn't come back last night.
Open the pot lid, and inside are two dishes: a bowl of pickled vegetables and a large bowl of stew, topped with Chinese cabbage and a few slices of cured meat, and two large pancakes, all warm.
He quickly moved the food from the pot to the stove, saying softly, "Wife, let me help you. You should eat with me."
The wife gently shook her head, took the package from her husband's hand, and smelled a faint scent of blood. "Husband, eat quickly, it won't be good if it gets cold."
I've already eaten lunch. My youngest son went to school with the other kids in the neighborhood this morning.
In the morning, Aunt Jin and Aunt Yang came over, bringing some cured meat for each family. They also asked if we needed any chores, so I took on the needlework.
The package, which I estimated to weigh two pounds, was set aside. I gently opened it and took a look!
Her husband's warm breath warmed her, and she unconsciously leaned against him. His soft voice whispered in her ear, "These are scraps from the demon beast our son-in-law slew. He's merciful; these are just the leftovers. You and the youngest son can make soup with them, but not too much at once, or it won't be nourishing enough."
He whispered instructions in my ear, reminding me of many things to pay attention to.
The wife nodded, turned around, her eyes full of curiosity, and said, "Leave these to our youngest son. I heard today that our son-in-law slew the corpse demon. Before you came back, the news was all over the place, and it took a long time to calm down."
Seeing his wife's curious expression, he quietly recounted the general events, then whispered a warning, "Although many people witnessed this, most of them were quite far away and couldn't see it clearly. It's best not to spread this around."
The more powerful our son-in-law is, the more people will be eyeing us.
My return time is uncertain recently. If anyone asks about my whereabouts, please do not reveal it. This is for your safety, as the military is concerned.
Don't leave me meals at set times anymore. You and the youngest son need to take good care of each other. If anything happens here, you can ask Elder Han for help. Elder Han stays here regularly, while the others are on a random basis. Don't ask too many questions.
Old Mr. Weng is also an option, as is Miss Yunsu.
He gently embraced his wife and whispered instructions, "Also, the cultivation methods in the military cannot be freely passed on to outsiders. I heard that your son-in-law has made some cultivation techniques available for exchange, which is the same as what we do."
I accumulated merit points, and at that time, I prepared my youngest son's cultivation to lay a foundation. If he has this talent in the future, it will naturally be a good thing.
You can't neglect reading and writing; if you can't, you can still make a living.
As for these tasks, thank you for your hard work. Things will be arranged here later; the staff will take care of it, so there's no need to rush.
He whispered softly, arranging many things, and also implying that he had made arrangements and entrusted things to others. When the military situation becomes tense, it is always difficult to ensure that one's own safety is not compromised.
Upon hearing this, the wife's eyes welled up with tears. It was as if the one who had gone far away still had a return date, while her husband's fate was uncertain. For no reason, the pain of separation surged into her heart.
The city walls guard the three Qin regions, and the smoke and mist overlook the Five Jin rivers. I am at a crossroads, and my children and I are all wiping away tears!
The general, his hair white, wept with the sight of his wife and children. He arranged a simple, quick lunch with his wife, a warm meal prepared by her. Looking at his wife, her eyes glistening with tears, he kissed her gently, waved goodbye, and comforted her, saying, "Don't worry, with your son-in-law keeping things in check, just be careful and cautious. You'll be back soon."
Truly, horses drink from the autumn waters, the water cold and the wind like a knife. Yellow dust covers the past and present, white bones lie scattered among the weeds. Do not laugh at me, drunk and lying on the battlefield; how many have returned from ancient battles? Suddenly, from who knows where, a reed flute plays, and all the soldiers on campaign yearn for home.
Wars have never ceased, and the steps are resolute. I also long for romantic moments under the moon and a house full of children and grandchildren, but evil spirits and monsters never cease. What can I do?
As I opened the door to leave, I saw elderly women and men on the street, reluctant to part, along with their young children in swaddling clothes. Though too young to understand the pain of separation, they too were filled with longing and affection.
At the mansion, the group lingered for a moment, then the dishes were served. They brushed the dust off their lovers and began feeding them in the main hall.
The same roast duck, roast chicken, lamb chops, bear paws, and the affection of a beautiful woman—it's hard to forget.
Jingzhai, Han Linling, felt a little embarrassed watching Chen Lang being fed, and then casually joined in. She immediately felt awkward as well.
Yun Qing and Yun Shuni usually ate quietly, and sometimes they watched quietly. Their eyes were no longer as awkward as before. They discussed in hushed tones, and then watched with smiles.
Wanqing looked at the two of them and smiled gently. She seemed unconcerned about the matter. Ji Xixi quietly approached Wanqing and whispered, "Young people, a little impulsiveness and recklessness are good; that way, you won't be troubled by disappointment and regret."
After speaking, she gently looked at the two beautiful women, and took Yun Qing and Yun Shuni's hands. They were like carved jade, smooth as a mirror, without a single flaw, as if they could be broken with a breath. They were slender and flexible, and their flawless palms were like two delicate flower petals, about to bloom.
He touched the calluses on Yun Qing's and Yun Shuni's fingertips, and sighed softly, "Look, flawless. If I waited until I was old, like me, it would be too late. Fortunately, Heaven took pity on me; otherwise, I could only yearn for it but never attain it."
She whispered a few more words: "Wading across the river to gather lotus blossoms, the orchid-filled marshland abounds with fragrant grasses. For whom shall I gather them? My beloved is far away; if she is in my heart, why not give it a try?"
Seeing the blush on their ears, he chuckled softly, then explained that his true form was a peach blossom symbiosis, and whispered, "My two sisters, would you mind planting some peach trees within the patrol area?"
Yun Qing thanked her softly, "Thank you, sister."
Wanqing watched quietly from the side.
Looking at the two of them so tenderly, Yun Qing blushed and whispered, "I was thinking of asking Madam Wanqing to help us refine some demon beast blood pills. If Madam has the time..."
Before she could finish speaking, Wanqing gently interrupted, "Sister Yunqing, you're too kind. Just call me Sister Wanqing."
The Demon Beast Blood Pill is convenient, but the necessary auxiliary medicinal materials are currently in short supply.
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