As an official, what's wrong with raising a few monsters?

Chapter 270 The war is about to break out

The beauty was so close, her breath as sweet as orchids.

His eyes, which had just regained consciousness, were wide open as he stared at the arrogant person in front of him.

However, she then showed absolutely no shyness whatsoever that a young lady should have.

Instead, she snuggled into Mingchen's arms, hugging his neck, further deepening their intimacy.

There seemed to be a fire swirling in those sharp, proud eyes.

Her passionate and resolute words, on the contrary, overwhelmed Mingchen.

It fully displays the majestic and imposing demeanor of an emperor.

The sun sets behind the mountains, and the evening glow paints the horizon.

The beaded curtain connecting the two people broke.

Mingchen was taken aback when he saw the unrestrained emperor.

Is this a signal to let him continue?
His Majesty's clothes were wrinkled from being rubbed so much.

It was getting out of control.

However, Xiao Xinyue quickly regained her composure and said to him, "Mingchen, you haven't gone home yet, have you?"

"Uh...right."

Go home first, immerse yourself in a world of pleasure, and he probably won't want to come out.

Her Majesty the Empress remained calm and composed, exuding an air of authority and elegance. She said in a low voice, "Go back quickly, General Ling is waiting for you!"

"She probably has something to say to you."

Sometimes, a woman's heart is quite hard to fathom.

Mingchen glanced at His Majesty.

Returning home so hastily after such a long journey doesn't seem quite right.

"Shouldn't Chen carry His Majesty to bed to rest?"

Mingchen was intimidated by his aloof demeanor.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xinyue's anger dissipated somewhat, and she almost lost her composure.

She just glared at him and said, "No need!"

"There are always endless affairs to handle. Your Majesty might as well learn from the leader of the alliance and delegate some tasks to your subordinates. Be more free and don't let yourself be bound by the affairs of the world."

Xiao Xinyue rolled her eyes at him: "Fine, I'll delegate the tasks to you. Will you do them?"

Mingchen scratched the back of his head and chuckled dryly, "Then I'll be off~"

He waved his hand and left gracefully.

It's not like it's a matter of life and death. He's going home. He'll be staying with Kitori for a very long time before the war.

There's plenty of time to tease His Majesty.

"Bad guys, they talk a good game!"

Xiao Xinyue sat there, quietly watching the other person's back as they left, and spat repeatedly.

However, what he had just done then kept replaying in his mind.

She unconsciously touched her red lips, her heart pounding faster and faster, and the blush gradually spread from her delicate earlobes to her face.

Of course, she wasn't as calm as she appeared.

……

The Jing'an Marquis's residence is the most prestigious place Ji Qu could visit, second only to the imperial palace.

It's not that the houses here are built in a grand and magnificent way, or that they are resplendent with gold and jade.

A mansion is distinguished by its owner.

Now that the new dynasty has been established and the world is not yet settled, no Duke of the Pillar State has been conferred the title; Marquis is the highest noble title.

In this mansion, having two marquises in one family already represents the pinnacle of prestige.

Whether it's the Marquis of Jing'an, who plotted to establish a new dynasty and fought across the grasslands, or the invincible female general who was a war goddess... they all deserve this great reputation.

Enough to be respected and admired.

in the yard,
"Whoosh!"

The petals fluttered down, and a flash of sword light appeared, but they were precisely sliced ​​in two.

Her long hair was tied into a ponytail, which danced and leaped in the wind.

As graceful as a frightened bird, as graceful as a dragon swimming.

The woman in black, wielding a sword, leaped and darted through the courtyard. The sword moved like a serpent, its movements exquisite and its light sharp. The woman herself danced gracefully in the courtyard, like a butterfly.

Her face, glistening with sweat from exercise, reflected the twilight sunlight, making her appear ethereal. A scar above her eye did not mar her beauty; rather, it added a touch of broken beauty.

As Ling Yu finished her sword dance and sheathed her sword, she let out a soft breath.

He then looked to the other side.

The child sat there, quietly watching her.

The child was cute, with a bun hairstyle and powdered hair, but he was aloof and expressionless, like a little adult.

"Yun Yao, when did you arrive?"

The fearsome female general, who struck terror into the hearts of her enemies, now revealed a gentle smile, sheathed her sword, and sat down beside her.

"I just arrived, so I came to see my master's wife and learn some martial arts."

The child's bright eyes looked at Ling Yu and said softly. She had always been cold-hearted, so this attitude already showed that she was very close to her.

Yun Yao and Xiu Die have similar personalities, but there is one very obvious difference between them: their eyes.

Looking at the child, Ling Yu shook her head helplessly: "I have nothing more to teach you."

She felt that her talent was already quite good. She had practiced martial arts diligently for so long and rarely met an opponent. On the battlefield, she was invincible to hundreds of people.

However, this child was beyond her comprehension.

Just as her brother said, she was a genius.

She learns any martial art very quickly, can apply it flexibly, and is now on par with her.

Some people are born with a mission, possessing extraordinary talent that cannot be overcome through hard work alone.

Not to mention, the child himself is also very hardworking.

When practicing martial arts with her, Ling Yu often had an indescribable feeling, as if he were facing a mountain, facing the grand scheme of things, with every punch and kick carrying the laws of heaven and earth. This pressure made Ling Yu's blood boil, giving him a feeling of excitement like when he was possessed by a god of war on the northern battlefield, becoming more and more courageous in battle. So later, Ling Yu didn't practice martial arts with her much, for fear that if he lost control, it would lead to disaster.

Ling Yu has nothing left to teach her, and as for Ming Chen, her cheap master, there's even less to teach him.

Mingchen may be a mentor on the child's life path, but he is not a master who teaches her specific skills.

The child paused for a moment, then said to Ling Yu, "Master's wife, I want to go out and travel."

Ling Yu was taken aback: "Huh? Traveling? What for?"

The child shook his head: "I don't know what to do, I just want to go."

She felt she had hit a bottleneck in her path and wanted to go out and see the world again.

If a person is locked in one place, unable to see other scenery, other people, or other living beings, and has no special experiences, they will not gain insights or grow.

"Where to go?"

"do not know."

"When are you coming back?"

"do not know."

Ling Yu: ……

I know absolutely nothing about it!
In these chaotic times, sending a young girl like this out alone is tantamount to sending her to her death.

However, Yun Yao is clearly special, and at the very least, her safety can be guaranteed.

But this world isn't a place where you can survive solely through force.

Ling Yu used her own experience of coming down the mountain as an example to reflect on the situation, and she was not very supportive of this lonely child leaving home: "Did your brother agree to you going out?"

Yun Yao looked up at her: "My brother said that a teacher for a day is a father for life, and everything is left to Master to decide."

Ling Yu: ……

These brother and sister are both very carefree.

"Then wait for your master to return, and then you can ask him!"

Ling Yu shook her head and passed the hot potato to her unlucky family member.

"Oh……"

As the sun sets, it paints the clouds on the horizon red.

Ling Yu and the child were not talkative people, so they sat quietly, enjoying the peace.

"Speaking of which, your heartless master has been away from home for quite some time."

I just mentioned Mingchen.

Looking at the sunset on the horizon, Ling Yu felt a sense of melancholy arise in her heart. She lowered her eyes and murmured softly.

She was not an ordinary woman who considered her family her world and her husband her heaven and earth.

She has her own life and mission.

She was a military commander who once took risky measures and fought against thousands of enemies, demonstrating bravery and perseverance.

She has experienced great setbacks, and is extremely resilient. She is not weak, not easily destroyed, and has extremely strong self-control.

However, after experiencing happiness, they gradually become more tender and sometimes sentimental.

Gradually, she learned to rely on one person, and of course, only that one person.

Now that things have quieted down, she admits that she misses them a little.

Perhaps this longing started very early, as early as the very first day that person left.

Sometimes she regretted not being more willful and going with him.

"Um……"

The child sat next to her and nodded gently.

The wind blew gently, and life continued as peacefully as ever.

Suddenly, Ling Yu blinked and saw something flash by in the distant red clouds.

The tiny figure, no bigger than a sesame seed, gradually grew larger and clearer in mid-air.

"Caw~" The bird returning home let out a joyful cry, fluttered its wings, and landed in the yard.

Standing on the branch, it tilted its head and looked at its friend.

Tonight we can play team matches and arena battles!
Eyes wide open.

"Fuyao?"

"Are you back?"

“Mingchen… Mingchen…”

Ling Yu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stood up, staring intently at the little red bird, as if trying to confirm something.

I didn't even notice that the little snake and the little fox had returned as well.

Ling Yu's heart seemed to be pounding rapidly, her eyes filled with eagerness.

There was only one small red bird in the Jing'an Marquis's residence. The bird was intelligent and possessed divine power, which contributed to the legendary reputation of the Jing'an Marquis.

But few people know that this strange little bird has another appearance: it is a spirit that fights with a common enemy in the middle of the night. Ling Yu finds it difficult to talk about.

But none of that matters now.

The little bird stayed close to the person.

And her return means...

Without waiting for the bird's reply, Ling Yu ran out the door.

She was a warrior, a general, and her steps were swift as the wind, unlike the soft and gentle steps of ordinary girls. She quickly ran out of the mansion.

As luck would have it, the white wolf transformed into a puppy.

The master of the Marquis's mansion returned home as the evening glow faded.

“Mingchen…”

Ling Yu ran all the way to the door, stopped, and saw the person who lived in her heart.

The person stood in the light, smiling lazily as always, relaxed and carefree, like a free cloud in the sky, elusive and unpredictable.

Ling Yu was jolted, as if her spirit had been struck.

In his eyes, the whole world seemed to consist of only this one person.

She breathed softly, but seemed somewhat uncertain. She just looked at him, bit her lower lip, and did nothing.

The next instant, the man rushed towards her, taking three steps at a time, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of her and hugged her tightly.

I'm home!
This is Mingchen's root in this world. He is not a soul from another realm; he is a person of this world, a marquis of this kingdom, and the husband of the woman before him.

The person in front of him was also the refuge of his soul.

Husband and wife are people who rely on and support each other.

Ling Yu relied on Ming Chen, and Ming Chen also relied on her.

Mingchen held her in his arms, his chin resting gently on the crook of her neck, greedily inhaling her scent, and murmured in ecstasy, "Sister, my wife, I'm back..."

The suppressed longing finally broke free at this moment.

Ling Yu trembled and hugged Ming Chen tightly, exclaiming, "You... why did it take you so long to get back?!"

The usually naive older sister, who had never spoken harshly to Mingchen before, was unusually resentful.

Without waiting for Mingchen's explanation, she hugged him tighter and said, "I missed you so much..."

She's always been like this; if she misses someone, she simply does so without hiding it.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting."

Mingchen hugged her and whispered, "I missed you too."

The lovers embraced each other, and time seemed to stand still at that moment.

In the center of the mansion's courtyard, a tattered military flag with a history of several hundred years was planted, and the sword tassel from the Northern Lie tribe swayed gently.

A burly old general, whom ordinary people couldn't bear to look at, sat listlessly to the side, gazing outside with his arms crossed. He let out a soft hum, seemingly somewhat displeased: "Hmph, the brat finally knows to come back?!"

That brat not only left on his own, but he also took his beloved granddaughter, Xiu Die, with him.

For some reason, he doesn't seem as enthusiastic about military life anymore. Instead, he wants to watch over his apprentice, watch Xiu Die, watch him make a name for himself, and watch her grow up little by little...

The small peach blossoms in the flowerpot trembled gently, their pollen swirling and gradually coalescing into the shape of a blind, bewitching woman. A little bird fluttered its wings and came to her side, chirping, "Yaoyao, Yaoyao, I'm back! I'm back! I have something to tell you, I have something to tell you~"

"I brought you a gift!"

Yao Yao tilted her head, looking at the chirping birds with a hint of anticipation.

The sun had already set, and the lazy black cat on the roof could no longer bask in the sun. It lazily yawned, then sat up gracefully, its tail swaying gently, its eyes fixed on the doorway.

My human is back!

The backyard of the Marquis's mansion, a place where servants are forbidden to enter.

A vegetable garden field, with all kinds of vegetables and grains... neatly arranged, growing lush and green, each fruit plump and full.

A little mouse, quite human-like, was digging in the soil, seemingly checking and comparing.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he abruptly raised his head and looked towards the direction of the mansion's gate.

The magpies chirped merrily, and a gentle breeze blew through the courtyard, announcing the return of their master to everyone.

For a moment, the quiet courtyard gradually became noisy.

For a long time, this huge mansion seemed to be missing a piece, but now that this person has returned, that missing piece is gradually being filled in.

……

The Marquis's residence was filled with joy, and lanterns were hung up.

Although no guests were invited, a large-scale family banquet was hastily prepared at the wife's command.

The servants and servants all ate a good meal and were given a monthly allowance.

The reason for all this, of course, is that the master has returned.

With the arrival of the pillar of the family, the entire mansion was filled with jubilation.

night,
The sky was exceptionally dark tonight, with no moon and only a few scattered stars.

The white wolf lay in front of its doghouse, snoring softly, its food bowl piled high.

I really enjoyed the food on this trip back.

It has long since happily accepted its identity as a dog.

It wants to be Mingchen's dog again in its next life.

Suddenly, a huge peach tree appeared in an empty courtyard. A little bird perched on a branch, chirping and telling her best friend about everything it had seen and heard along the way.

The old ghost floated down to the dazed child, looked him up and down, and nodded to himself. The child was quiet, which made the old ghost anxious, scratching his head and wanting to hear what his adopted disciple had done on the journey.

In the undisturbed dormitory, the red candles flickered, emitting a soft light that illuminated the beautiful woman's delicate face.

"Our little sister is becoming more and more like a matriarch!"

Mingchen climbed onto the bed, lowered the curtains, and gazed at his older sister, trying to make out her features.

During the time he was away from home, the Marquis's residence was well managed by Ling Yu.

Unlike the shameless little bird, Sister Dai is not as confident and proud as the Alliance Leader, who would hold her head high when praised, taking it all for granted.

She simply smiled, modest and reserved.

With this person by her side, it felt as if the whole world had become peaceful.

Ling Yu leaned against Ming Chen, her eyes darting around: "Tell me, what have you been doing along the way?"

Why did the senior monk run away?

Being summoned to His Majesty for questioning every few days is one thing.

Not long after being summoned by His Majesty, he was invited to the Marquis's residence by this general to repeat the same thing as if reporting on work.

Finally, I managed to blow him up.

"Okay~ I'll tell you..."

Mingchen wasn't in a hurry. Leaning against the bed, holding his wife, he began to tell the story he had already told once earlier that day.

The wonderful journey has come to an end, and the quiet and peaceful daily life has begun.

Ling Yu leaned against him, listening to his stories of what he had done and seen along the way.

Sometimes he frowned, sometimes he relaxed.

Time flowed quietly by, and before we knew it, the wind blew in through the window and extinguished the red candle.

"Dear sister, I miss you so much!"

"We'll tell you the story later!"

The cunning villain, while telling his story, had already stripped the enemy of their armor.

With skillful hands, he provoked the enemy until his face turned red and his eyes burned with desire.

"Humph!"

Even after her armor was removed, the spirited female general remained defiant, glaring fiercely at the villain: "Considering your arduous journey, I was going to spare you this time, but don't blame me!"

Having not seen each other for so long, she naturally missed him terribly.

She rarely raised her blushing face, but she managed to restrain herself from saying these embarrassing things.

The war is about to start.

Mingchen always felt that Daijie was the type with extraordinary talent.

Perhaps she is more deserving of the sea's blessing than Hong Ling Shuang. She drank quite a bit tonight, and everything seems to have been released under the influence of alcohol.

The two armies, who had not seen each other for a long time, fought a fierce battle that darkened the sky and obscured the sun and moon.

The general's resilience far surpassed that of the past; he repeatedly rode into battle and fought with unbridled ferocity.

"Sister, try making a peace sign."

The dazed beauty looked up: "Hmm?"

In the cave filled with water, the tragic ending of the female general was about to be triggered. Just when everything was about to settle down, the reinforcements flew over. Seeing the scene of water filling the sky, they were also somewhat shocked.

Fuyao sighed, "The road ahead is long and arduous."

It seems that cultivation is still necessary.

The second round of arena battles has officially begun.

Many people probably won't be able to sleep tonight.

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(End of this chapter)