Kill the enemy and get a wife? I'll single-handedly slaughter my way through the Northern Barba

Lin Feng was drinking merrily with Li Ping'an, Lü Zheng, and others when more and more soldiers came to celebrate.

In the end, the entire restaurant, both inside and out, was packed to capacity.

The crowd surrounded Lin Feng, listening to him recount his past struggles and desperate battles in Elephant Trunk Mountain.

Everyone listened with great enthusiasm, frequently applauding and cheering.

The lively banquet continued until late into the night before gradually subsiding.

Song Yuwei and Su Wan'er had already received the news in advance and had prepared everything at home.

When Lin Feng was helped home, swaying unsteadily, both of their eyes instantly welled up with tears.

"My husband!"

Song Yuwei and Su Wan'er supported him on either side, embracing each other with tears streaming down their faces.

Lin Feng, reeking of alcohol, felt the soft warmth of the woman in his arms and gently comforted her, "My ladies, don't cry. Your husband is back safe and sound, isn't he?"

He paused, then asked, "Yuwei, while I was away, did anyone come to our house to cause trouble?"

Raymond Lam's rise to fame was so rapid that it aroused the envy of many.

With the news of his "death" spreading, many unscrupulous individuals must have set their sights on the Lin family.

"Lord Li and Lord Lü specially sent people to keep watch over us secretly. My sister Wan'er and I are both fine, so please don't worry, my husband."

Song Yuwei wiped away her tears, reached out and cupped Lin Feng's face in her hands, examining him closely, her voice full of heartache: "My husband has lost so much weight."

Compared to when he left Zhenyuan City, Lin Feng had indeed lost a lot of weight, and his face looked rather haggard.

The more Song Yuwei looked, the more her heart ached, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

"Alright, it's chilly at night, don't stand outside for too long."

Lin Feng took the hands of the two women, his tone tinged with weariness, yet full of warmth.

"I've been living like a wild man in the mountains for days, enduring wind and rain, but now I'm finally home."

Su Wan'er said softly, "Husband, the hot water for bathing has been prepared. Wan'er will help you bathe and change in a little while."

Lin Feng nodded slightly and then smiled at Song Yuwei.

"Yuwei, could you make my specialty, fried quail with bamboo shoots, again?"

"Just now at the tavern, I was so busy drinking with Brother Li and Brother Lü that I didn't eat much."

Upon hearing his words, Song Yuwei immediately burst into laughter through her tears: "I knew my husband was thinking about this. I've prepared all the ingredients. You all go take a bath first, and I'll go to the kitchen to prepare it right away."

Fifteen minutes later, in the bathhouse in the backyard of the Lin residence.

Lin Feng immersed his body in the boiling water, and most of his fatigue instantly dissipated. He breathed out a comfortable sigh of relief.

Su Wan'er picked up a damp soft towel and gently wiped his body, asking softly, "Husband, have you told Sister Banruo about your return? She was heartbroken when she learned of your disappearance."

Lin Feng closed his eyes, enjoying her service with contentment.

"Yes, I've already sent someone to inform her. I'll go to her house in person tomorrow."

A slight smile played on his lips, his tone tinged with anticipation: "That girl also said she wanted to show off her skills and make her best-kept pancakes."

Su Wan'er leaned forward slightly, gently wiping his arm, and said softly, "Sister Banruo's skill in making pies is naturally excellent. She brought some over when she came to visit Sister Yuwei and me the other day, and they tasted absolutely delicious."

"My sister and I tried to persuade her to move in with us so we could look after each other, but she couldn't bear to leave her own house."

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly, "That house is where she and her brother have lived for many years. They have long developed feelings for it, so it's normal that they are reluctant to part with it."

As they were talking, Su Wan'er had already helped Lin Feng change into a light gauze dress.

The steam in the bathtub dampened her clothes.

The sheer fabric clung to her chest, perfectly outlining her graceful figure.

Lin Feng's eyes flickered, and he teased with a smile, "Wan'er, why do I feel like you... seem a bit plumper than before?"

Su Wan'er was focused on wiping and didn't react for a moment. She looked up blankly and asked, "What did you say is 'grown'?"

Upon seeing Lin Feng's burning gaze, her pretty face instantly flushed red. She hurriedly covered her chest with her hand and scolded, "Husband, you're so improper! I'm serving you while you bathe, and you're just saying such frivolous things..."

"What's wrong with me?"

Lin Feng grabbed her arm and gently pulled Su Wan'er in front of him.

"My husband isn't just indecent; he can be even more indecent in other ways!"

"Come in!"

"Ah~"

With a soft cry, Su Wan'er was pulled into the bathtub by Lin Feng, her clothes instantly soaked.

The wet gauze was almost transparent, making her fair and delicate skin even more alluring.

"My husband..."

Su Wan'er was held tightly in Lin Feng's arms, feeling the heat and restlessness emanating from him, and her body instantly went limp.

"Sister Yuwei is still waiting for us..."

Lin Feng pinched her chin, lowered his head and chuckled, then blew a breath into her ear.

"It's alright, her dish takes time, enough for you to properly serve your husband during his 'bathing'."

"However, you'd better be careful not to let Yuwei hear your voice."

Su Wan'er blushed deeply and replied in a voice barely audible, "This servant... will try my best..."

The cramped bathroom was instantly filled with the scent of spring...

While Lin Feng and Su Wan'er were enjoying their tender moment, a completely different scene of jubilation unfolded inside the General's Mansion in Zhenyuan City.

Zhang Liao is awake!

On the very night the preliminary peace agreement was finalized, Zhang Liao, who had been in a coma for many days, finally slowly awoke.

Upon waking up, he immediately summoned Su Mo.

He instructed him to keep the news secret and not let it spread throughout the city, so as not to disturb the people and soldiers who were resting late at night.

Afterwards, he sent someone to summon Li Ping'an and Lü Zheng, and together with Su Mo, listened carefully to their account of the entire process of rescuing Jiming City.

"well……"

After listening to everyone's accounts, Zhang Liao sighed deeply, his tone filled with regret: "A scholar will die for one who understands him, and a woman will adorn herself for one who appreciates her. Your Highness, the Prince of Qin, treated Lin Feng so poorly before the three armies that day; it was truly inappropriate!"

The "mistreatment" Zhang Liao mentioned refers to what happened on the day Li Ping'an and the others crossed Elephant Trunk Mountain and returned to Zhenyuan City.

The incident involved Prince Qin, Li Yan, nearly ordering the arrest of Feng Qing and dismissing Lin Feng from his position as deputy general on the spot.

Sitting to the side, Lü Zheng couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "His Highness Prince Qin is inherently cruel and ungrateful. Let him do whatever he wants. Anyway, the Great Qian Empire may not necessarily belong to him in the future..."

"shut up!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Liao flew into a rage, coughing violently until his face turned bright red.

"No matter who takes the reins of the Great Qian Dynasty in the future, if the hearts of the people are scattered, can they still withstand the iron cavalry of the Northern Barbarians?"

"The significance of the righteous army is extraordinary; it represents the hearts and minds of the people of the Great Qian Dynasty! Cough cough cough..."

Seeing Zhang Liao coughing so hard he could barely breathe, Lü Zheng panicked.

He quickly stood up, gently patted his back, and whispered his apology: "Father, please calm down. I misspoke. I was too talkative."

Zhang Liao coughed for a long time before he gradually recovered.

He looked at Su Mo and said firmly, "Brother Su, I would like to trouble you to go to the palace in person and ask His Highness Prince Qin to come over tonight. I have a few important matters that I must discuss with him in person."

Su Mo glanced at the dark sky outside the window and hesitated, saying, "It's late, I'm afraid His Highness Prince Qin has already retired for the night. Brother Zhang, you've just woken up and need to rest. Perhaps... we can talk about it tomorrow?"

Zhang Liao waved his hand, his attitude unusually firm: "No, tonight! This matter cannot be delayed; the sooner the better!"

Su Mo had no choice but to obey.

He personally went to the temporary palace to inform Prince Qin, Li Yan, of the news that Zhang Liao had awakened.

Li Yan was overjoyed to learn that Zhang Liao had been revived.

He immediately got up and rushed to the general's mansion.

Half an hour later, in Zhang Liao's bedroom in the General's Mansion.

"How is General Zhang's health?"

"Is there anything that's bothering you?"

"Should I summon Zhang Jing immediately to treat you?"

Li Yan held Zhang Liao's hand tightly, her voice full of concern.

Zhang Liao gave a weak smile and slowly shook his head: "Your subject is fine, thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

"Your Highness, I have summoned you here late at night because I have two important matters to discuss, and I would like to ask for your permission."

Li Yan laughed heartily, his tone earnest: "General Zhang saved my life. Without General Zhang, how could there have been the great victory at Niujiaoyuan?"

"Let alone two matters, even twenty or a hundred, I would grant them all!"

Zhang Liao caught his breath and slowly spoke: "Your Highness, I implore you to rescind all punishments against Lin Feng and at the same time reward all the soldiers who survived and returned from Jiming City."

The very first thing made Li Yan look troubled.

He slowly released Zhang Liao's hand, his brows furrowing slightly.

"General Zhang, the fall of Jiming City has ruined my entire plan, and now you want me to reward them?"

Zhang Liao nodded slightly, his tone solemn: "Your Highness, not only should we commend them, but we should also request rewards for those soldiers who died in battle, especially the righteous brothers who died in battle."

"Your Highness, you must not underestimate the rebel army!"