Meng Qingqian has been busy with official duties these past few days, and every time she meets with He Yunxiao, she is unable to work for at least three or four hours.
If the two were gender-swapped, He Yunxiao would definitely be a wicked woman who wreaks havoc on the country!
Meng Qingqian had already prepared a hundred reasons to refuse He Yunxiao. But all those reasons crumbled in the face of He Yunxiao's words, "I'm leaving tonight."
He's going to find the Chu army, for the sake of Qi, and also for my sake. The battlefield is incredibly dangerous, and who knows how long it will be before he returns...
Mengbao sighed as she looked at the note He Yunxiao had written for her with a red whistle. "Jianling, let all the ministers outside go back. I'm tired today and want to rest early."
Are you taking a break? It's more tiring than practicing martial arts.
Jian Ling muttered a curse in his heart, then went out to do his work with a blank expression.
Mengbao took off her deep red palace dress and put on a charming outfit in the style of "Li Qingmeng". She also put on makeup and perfume, and dressed up beautifully before going to the side hall of Fenghua Palace for the meeting.
...
The Qi army launched a night attack on the Yan army camp, with the plan being to strike in the dead of night.
It was still dark, and there were still three hours before the Qi army launched their attack.
He Yunxiao is still at Linxuan Palace with his wife, Nanzhu.
Meng Qingrou prepared a large amount of medicine for He Yunxiao. It was neatly packed in a small box.
There are remedies for fatigue, detoxification, antidotes for soul-devouring pills, and remedies for miasma and internal diseases... as well as life-extending pills similar to adrenaline...
"Rou'er, that's enough, you don't need to use so much..."
"This is a simplified version of the Soul-Devouring Pill and antidote pill made by Nanzhu. Take one pill daily, dissolved in hot water. This is a wound medicine; the wound needs to be cleaned before use..."
"Rou'er, it's not actually that dangerous..."
When Meng Qingrou heard the word "danger," she was so anxious that she almost cried.
“Nam-joo’s father was… severely wounded on the battlefield… even his mother couldn’t heal him…”
"Rou'er..."
Meng Qingrou clutched He Yunxiao's clothes, her eyes brimming with tears, and said, "Please don't go, okay?"
"Rou'er, don't cry."
He Yunxiao squatted down in front of Nan Zhu's wife, held her small hand, and wiped away her tears.
Looking into Nan Zhu's beautiful, moist eyes, filled with worry, He Yunxiao felt his heart break for the poor Nan Zhu.
Empty words are powerless, and He Yunxiao didn't intend to say anything more. He slowly moved closer to Nan Zhu's wife's pretty face, tilted his head slightly, and then moved forward again.
Their noses met, and they lightly kissed the petals.
Meng Qingrou closed her eyes, silently feeling the love He Yunxiao conveyed to her with his soft touch.
The girl's fair cheeks gradually turned pink and lovely.
Unlike his passionate and intimate gestures towards other female leads, He Yunxiao's intimate actions towards his wife, Nanzhu, such as kissing, are always subtle and reserved, remaining purely innocent and shy.
He Yunxiao always felt that girls like Nan Zhu needed this kind of pure love. The feeling of being both pure and innocent was very youthful and beautiful, and the experience was in no way inferior to those intense martial arts moves.
After touching her lips together for a while, Namjoo's melancholy mood had almost disappeared.
Once she calmed down, He Yunxiao took a moment to comfort her, saying, "Rou'er, don't worry. I'll write to you every day. Go to your sister's place and ask a girl named 'Li Qingmeng' for it."
"Mmm." Meng Qingrou nodded obediently.
"Once I'm settled over there, I'll find a way to bring you over for a visit, okay?"
“You keep your word…” Meng Qingrou stared at He Yunxiao. She had lost her father, and she couldn’t lose He Yunxiao as well.
"When have I, He Yunxiao, ever lied to Rou'er?"
"Yes! Nanzhu believes in Yunxiao!"
"Just believing isn't enough; you also have to 'like Brother Yunxiao'."
Seeing that Nan Zhu's wife was not speaking, He Yunxiao reached out and poked her.
Meng Qingrou blushed and spoke in a low, hesitant voice.
Her voice was so soft that He Yunxiao couldn't hear it clearly. Only with the focused attention of a ninth-rank martial artist could he barely make out the word "like".
Eventually, the time for them to meet again came, and Nan Zhu's wife reluctantly saw He Yunxiao off as he left the palace.
Then the palace guards had the good fortune to see He Yunxiao leave the palace and then re-enter it a second later.
He was even more casual than the emperor of Qi.
...
Side hall of Fenghua Palace.
He Yunxiao looked Mengbao up and down, praising her repeatedly.
When your girlfriend takes the time to dress up for you, be sure to shower her with compliments! From her hair and eyebrows to her clothes, praise everything you see. Don't be afraid to exaggerate; even the most exaggerated words will show that you value her, appreciate her attentiveness, and acknowledge her effort in dressing up.
Meng Qingqian felt shy and embarrassed by He Yunxiao's praise. She was unguarded and had always been prone to shyness around He Yunxiao, and now it was even more uncontrollable.
"Enough! It's not as exaggerated as you make it out to be!" Meng Qingqian said, blushing.
He Yunxiao stepped forward and hugged Mengbao, saying defiantly, "In my heart, Mengbao is the most beautiful woman in the world. No celestial fairy or goddess in my dreams can compare to Mengbao."
Meng Qingqian was pleased, but she couldn't show it on her face.
"It would be too much if I were inferior to them, but it's only right that I'm better than them."
He Yunxiao chuckled. Mengbao was always confident. In this respect, she was exactly the same as her twin sister, Li Xiangjun.
He Yunxiao didn't argue. He bent down, hooked Mengbao's legs, and carried her horizontally towards the bed.
“My dear Mengbao, you can’t say no today,” He Yunxiao said in advance.
Meng Qingqian blushed. At first, she thought the lack of nighttime length was her own problem, so she summoned the imperial physician. The physician said that she was perfectly healthy, better than most women, and had no problems whatsoever.
So it's clearly He Yunxiao's fault! He's the one who's completely inhuman!
However, the "good boy" that He Yunxiao mentioned didn't dare to talk back to He Yunxiao at this time.
At this point, she had to suppress her strong opinions, otherwise she would be the one to suffer in the end. (cascoo.net)
"Don't rush, slow down, slow down," Meng Qingqian said, her face flushed.
He Yunxiao replied, "Alright, we'll do as Mengbao wishes."
...
The moonlight tonight is as bright and clear as water, and this white ribbon descending from the sky pushes the wooden boats on the small lake in the palace from side to side.
It kept making a creaking sound.
The calm lake surface where the small boat rested slowly rose with the tide under the silent moonlight, overflowing and wetting the dry grass on the shore.
...
Jian Ling stood outside the palace, gazing at the moon, listening to the quiet yet noisy wind, and contemplating life.
After much thought, she realized that she was not far from reaching the Grandmaster level.
...
The moon was high in the sky, but the city gates of Yinjing City remained tightly closed.
But behind the tightly closed city gates, Qi soldiers, clad in armor and mounted on fine horses, were already ready to go.
Under the moonlight, a vast army of at least 100,000 people thronged, their armor reflecting the light in a continuous stream, like the shimmering surface of a lake.
The Qi army was short of horses; these 100,000 men and 100,000 horses were the elite force assembled from the more than 600,000 Qi troops in the entire capital city of Yin.
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