Limin looked back at the tent. Such a fragile tent—the mistress needed only one finger to tear it apart, along with turning the person inside to dust…
“I see the young master seems to really like Miss Xin. If she kills her, I’m afraid he’d still prefer to die himself.”
War Ghosts had very keen ears. What had just happened in the tent—they had heard every bit clearly… cough cough, even if they hadn’t intentionally eavesdropped, they had heard it anyway.
“Though the mistress never says so aloud, deep down she still hopes the young master can successfully awaken and continue the War Ghost clan’s strong bloodline. This unsuccessful awakening wasn’t mainly the young master’s fault, but Miss Xin’s interference… anyway, I think she’s in great danger.”
Before Limin finished speaking, a tremendous crash rang out. The snow-white carriage instantly shattered into fragments, and two figures rushed out like ghosts, colliding with a nearby tent. That innocent tent immediately turned to dust.
“…Big brother, you were right.” Liyan looked with emotion at those two War Ghosts fighting earth-shakingly. “The mistress indeed wants to kill Miss Xin. We’d better stay clear.”
The two found a relatively safe spot and crouched down together to quietly await the outcome of the mother-son battle.
A sharp whistling sound rang out in mid-air. The square-pointed halberd was thrown high up, radiating dazzling light, aimed at the tent where Xin Mei was sleeping, striking down with thunderous force.
A black whip suddenly lashed out, forcibly restraining the halberd’s momentum. Lu Qianqiao’s mouth leaked a thin line of blood as he frowned and called out, “Mother!”
Li Chaoyang said grimly, “You die, she lives. She lives, you die!”
“Mother, displaced anger has no meaning.”
With a “whoosh,” the halberd slashed across the tent, instantly sending the tent top flying. Inside, one person and one bird continued sleeping peacefully, completely unaware of the chaotic battle outside.
A War Ghost whose power hadn’t fully awakened couldn’t withstand Li Chaoyang’s furious attacks. The long whip made a loud snapping sound as it broke. Lu Qianqiao threw aside the whip and fell to the ground, tightly protecting Xin Mei beneath him.
The square-pointed halberd stopped three inches from his back. Blood from his body dripped down, staining Xin Mei’s clothes red. She was having sweet dreams, murmuring something unknowable, her face completely carefree and without worry.
Li Chaoyang gazed at him quietly. This time he didn’t meet her gaze, only lowered his head, quietly protecting the sleeping girl beneath him.
This scene seemed somewhat familiar… She suddenly remembered many years ago, she too had risked everything to follow a man and been pursued by elders. Back then, she had also used her body to protect that person. Without having said she loved him, she was already willing to give her life.
This kind of sentiment that War Ghosts couldn’t speak aloud—not everyone could understand it. All the touching, beautiful, sweet words—they would never say them. They would only offer their lives or blood, silently protecting and guarding from behind.
War Ghosts only had this clumsy way of loving.
…That person from years past hadn’t been able to understand these things, always doubting her feelings, unable to find peace even until death.
She thought again of that little girl’s fearless and clear gaze, how she had said without hesitation: [“I’ll stay with him.”]
She understood, didn’t she?
Li Chaoyang slowly withdrew her halberd.
“Qianqiao, this is my final forbearance toward you.” She turned and walked away. “I don’t want to see her. Next time we meet, she dies without question.”
The snow-white carriage had been reduced to dust by their battle. She leaped onto Xiaofeng Li’s back, gave a clear cry, and the pitch-black spirit beast generated lightning beneath its hooves, flying up to the clouds with impressive momentum and disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Limin and Liyan breathed a sigh of relief, walking to Lu Qianqiao’s side and sighing in unison: “Young master, you should continue as Cavalry General and establish some military achievements—this way the mistress will feel better too. These years, the Fox clan has grown increasingly powerful, frequently coming to provoke us, while our clan members grow fewer and more sparse. The mistress worries all day, and now your awakening has failed again—she must be very heartbroken. When you have time, remember to return to the clan to visit… well, better not bring Miss Xin along to avoid angering the mistress.”
The two didn’t dare delay and each led their spirit beasts to follow Li Chaoyang.
When Xin Mei woke up, it was already dark. She had been carried to another intact tent and was sleeping on a soft bed.
Turning over, Lu Qianqiao sat right beside her, having changed into fresh clothes, one hand tucking her blanket, lowering his head to look at her quietly.
She grinned and buried her head in his embrace, asking lazily, “Lu Qianqiao, what good news do you want to tell me? Now I’m awake—bring it on.”
A trace of smile rippled at the corner of his eyes. He wanted to speak but felt somewhat uncomfortable, pondering for a long while before slowly saying, “Mother left while you were sleeping—you couldn’t say goodbye to her.”
“She definitely wouldn’t be happy to see me, right?” Xin Mei thought of those cold and bloody red eyes. Although she tried hard to restrain herself, even an idiot could see the killing intent radiating from her. “I’m a pitiful daughter-in-law unloved by her mother-in-law.”
He smiled: “You’re not yet a daughter-in-law… you haven’t actually married me yet. We haven’t bowed to heaven and earth, haven’t drunk the matrimonial wine.”
Eh, what did that mean? Xin Mei looked up at him in bewilderment.
He turned his head away, somewhat embarrassed, his ears gradually turning red: “I mean… would you… want to… do it again?”
Xin Mei stared blankly for a long time, tilting her head to ponder his words one by one. Suddenly enlightened, her eyes grew wider and wider, her mouth opened more and more, extending a trembling finger to point at him, unable to speak for a long while.
“Are you willing? To marry me.” He grasped her hand and squeezed it tightly.
She trembled for a long time before finally speaking seriously and earnestly: “Lu Qianqiao, I believe we should consummate our marriage.”