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

In the stillness of the night, red candles burned brightly in Song Yuwei's boudoir.

The candlelight flickered gently, casting a warm and hazy glow throughout the room.

When Raymond Lam stepped into the room, Song Yuwei had already changed out of her heavy wedding dress.

She was sitting upright on the bed, quietly waiting for him.

Although the two had already consummated their marriage, tonight was their wedding night, and Song Yuwei still couldn't hide her shyness and nervousness.

Lin Feng raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek.

In the flickering candlelight, Song Yuwei's features appeared even more exquisite and flawless, and her skin was as radiant as if it had been soaked in honey.

"Madam, it's late, let's rest."

Lin Feng gently pushed her to lie down, saying "Rest," but his hands were already restless, quietly reaching for her soft, smooth skin under her clothes.

Song Yuwei's skin is delicate and smooth, and feels warm and smooth to the touch, comparable to the finest brocade, with an excellent feel.

Song Yuwei's breathing gradually quickened, and her fingertips suddenly gripped Lin Feng's large hand that was reaching down to her waist.

"My husband, there is something I want to tell you."

A burning flame burned in Lin Feng's eyes as he hastily tore open her inner garment.

At this moment, his lust was at its peak, and he was unwilling to stop for even a moment.

"Whatever it is, we can talk about it after we finish our business."

Lin Feng leaned down and kissed her slender, fair neck.

The warm breath brushed against her skin, causing Song Yuwei to let out a soft moan.

"My husband—"

Song Yuwei instinctively hugged his head, her voice soft yet solemn: "I would like to tell my husband... about my background."

life experience?

Lin Feng abruptly stopped, looked up and stared at Song Yuwei's face for a moment, then softened his tone.

"Very well, Madam, please speak!"

Lin Feng had known her for a long time, but she rarely mentioned her past.

He only knew that she had lived in the capital, but later, for some unknown reason, she ended up in Zhenyuan City.

"My father's name was Song Yun. He once served as an assistant director of the Fengzhou Qingli Division of the Ministry of Revenue. He was an honest and upright official."

The position of Assistant Director of the Ministry of Personnel was a fifth-rank official position. Although it was not particularly prominent among officials in the capital, it was still a position with some real power.

A fleeting, undisguised sadness flashed across Song Yuwei's beautiful eyes.

"A year ago, my father wrote a memorial impeaching the Prime Minister's faction for corruption and abuse of power in Fengzhou, which caused the city's military defenses to fall into disarray and the soldiers guarding the city to struggle to make a living."

"Unexpectedly! Minister of Revenue Park Jin had already secretly colluded with the Prime Minister, not only intercepting my father's memorial, but also turning around and falsely accusing my father of corruption and perverting the law."

"My father was imprisoned as a result, and my mother, overwhelmed with grief and anger, fell ill and died not long after."

"My household was suddenly thrown into turmoil, and then..."

Song Yuwei closed her eyes in pain, her eyelashes trembling slightly, clearly unwilling to recall those unbearable past events.

"But Park Bo-ok, the eldest son of Park Jin, the Minister of Revenue, and the Deputy Commander of the Eastern City of the Five Cities Military Command, has repeatedly come to my house to make things difficult for my family."

"He even coerced his concubine into taking her as a concubine."

"The Song family could no longer hold on, and none of their relatives and friends dared to lend a helping hand out of fear of the power of the Prime Minister's faction."

"Having nowhere else to turn, I had no choice but to leave my hometown and wander to Zhenyuan City to make a living. With my skills in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, I became the most beautiful courtesan in Yichun Courtyard."

With the long-suppressed past finally laid bare, Song Yuwei felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders, and her expression became much lighter.

"Husband, marrying Yuwei might cause you trouble in the future."

"Please forgive me, my husband, Yuwei was unable to tell you all about this before."

Lin Feng raised his hand and gently pressed his fingertips against her pink lips, his tone relaxed.

"I thought it was something serious. My father-in-law was framed and imprisoned by the Prime Minister's faction. No problem! Once I, your husband, have rendered meritorious service and become a high-ranking official, I'll get him out of prison sooner or later!"

Seeing that Lin Feng remained calm and showed no sign of backing down, Song Yuwei finally felt a little relieved.

"My lord, you have no idea how powerful the Prime Minister's faction is. What if... what if Park Bo-ok comes to cause trouble again in the future? I'm really afraid that it will implicate you."

Raymond Lam reached out and pulled her slender waist into his arms, his smile warm and firm.

"We are now husband and wife, sharing joys and sorrows."

"If that fellow surnamed Park dares to cause trouble again, no matter what kind of son he is, the Minister of Revenue, your husband will definitely take care of him for you!"

"You should have told me these things sooner. Why keep them bottled up inside and suffer in silence?"

Anyone else might have been scared off by the fact that he was the son of the Minister of Revenue, but Lin Feng was not afraid at all.

Zhenyuan City was originally the last line of defense protecting the capital.

As long as he continues to make meritorious contributions, he will surely be able to gain a foothold in Zhenyuan City and thrive based on his solid military achievements.

He's just a second-generation official from Beijing; he's no match for him.

"Alright, now that we've finished talking, let's get down to business."

Lin Feng smiled and picked up Song Yuwei, whose cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, and they rolled into the red quilt together.

Song Yuwei's favorability +9

[Successfully completed the mission twice, Agility +2 points]

[The host has won both battles and temporarily gained the "Lucky Koi" physique for two days.]

At this point, Song Yuwei's favorability rating had risen to 77.

What surprised Lin Feng even more was that his attempt to win her over tonight actually increased his agility points.

This "drop rate" is way too high, isn't it?

Lin Feng secretly guessed that this was probably related to Song Yuwei's appearance rating.

It seems that the higher the appearance score, the greater the probability of obtaining strength, agility, and comprehension attribute points after successfully completing the mission.

Compared to Song Yuwei, Su Wan'er obviously gets far fewer attribute points.

Lin Feng spent the first half of the night in Song Yuwei's room, entwined in tender affection.

In the middle of the night, he went to Su Wan'er's residence again.

Su Wan'er was exceptionally passionate tonight, using almost all her strength to gently respond to him.

[Su Wan'er's favorability +1]

[Su Wan'er's affection level has reached 100%, complete conquest guide!]

[Congratulations, host, on completing your first strategy! You have permanently acquired the attribute "Mastery of Music"!]

[Host has received the complete strategy guide reward: Strength +5 points]

As night deepened, all was quiet.

After two intimate encounters with Raymond Lam, Su Wan'er was already fast asleep, her face still flushed.

Lin Feng gently stroked the beauty in his arms, secretly examining his current attribute status.

[Strength 39 points]

[Agility 18 points]

[Comprehension 13 points]

In addition, there's the newly acquired permanent attribute "Mastery of Music" and a two-day limited-time experience of "Lucky Koi" status.

Lin Feng's strength has always been his advantage, but his agility is somewhat lacking.

Today, both strength and agility have improved, which can be considered as making up for the weakness in agility a little.

However, based on Lin Feng's experience, and the information he learned from Li Ping'an, he could make a decision.

He knew that there were many people in the world who were faster than him.

He must not let his guard down.

Nothing was said that night, until the next morning.

Feeling refreshed, Lin Feng got up early and, after bidding farewell to his two wives, went straight to the General's Mansion.

He has been assigned to thoroughly investigate the attack on Zhang Liao, so he does not need to deal with daily military affairs for the time being.

Lin Feng immediately sent a message to Wang Dahu, Zhang Ergou and others, ordering them to train the soldiers and guard the city walls.

During his absence from the army, Wang Dahu temporarily took charge of all military affairs on his behalf.

Since Lin Feng was promoted to commander of a thousand households, Wang Dahu, Zhang Ergou, Li Ke, Wang Tu, Wan Qian and others have also risen in rank.

He was promoted from squad leader to centurion.

Such an opportunity must have been the envy of countless colleagues in the military.

Inside the general's mansion, Zhang Lu was handing over a dozen portraits to Lin Feng with both hands.

"Lord Lin, this is a portrait drawn after we interrogated those thugs and ruffians we captured overnight, as you instructed."

"There are a few people who are particularly key among them, especially this one named Hou San."

As Zhang Lu spoke, he pointed to the portrait at the very top.

"This man is the ringleader who brought together a group of thugs and ruffians, but he's very slippery and difficult to deal with."

"When the riot broke out on Caiyun Street, he saw that things were not going well and immediately fled. He has not been found to this day."

Lin Feng glanced down at the portrait and his heart skipped a beat. It was him?

Lin Feng nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "Zhang Lu, send out all your men. If that's not enough, I'll draw some more from the army."

Zhang Lu was Zhang Liao's chief bodyguard, and since this matter concerned Zhang Liao's safety, he also accompanied Lin Feng to investigate the case.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Lu immediately patted his chest and assured him, "Sir, you can rest assured! My men are all capable, and we have more than enough manpower!"

"Two days... no, within one day, I'll find all the traces of those guys for you!"

Lin Feng laughed heartily, saying loudly, "Good! I'll be waiting for your good news! If you can't find them all, you'll have to treat me to three days of good wine!"

……

At sunset that day, in Jiying Lane, Zhenyuan City.

Du Banruo was carrying a small medicine box and slowly walking home.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her face, gilding her delicate features with a soft golden edge.

"There is one patient on Xiangfu Street and another on Changjiang Street. These two places are far apart and not adjacent at all."

"One is a 70-year-old woman, and the other is a 6-year-old child. They are so different in age, yet they have both contracted the same strange disease..."

Du Banruo muttered to himself as he took out his key and unlocked the courtyard gate, still immersed in the doubts he had about treating the patients that day.

"Both of them had purple spots on their bodies, felt weak all over, and would faint intermittently."

"But strangely, none of the people around them have been infected. How is that possible?"

Du Banruo walked into the courtyard and murmured, "With my medical skills, I'm afraid I can't find the root cause of this illness. I can only ask a more skilled doctor to treat it."

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly as she thought to herself: "The fees charged by Dr. Gao Ming are never low. I'm afraid the people who ask her to treat them can't afford it!"

With a heart full of worries, Du Banruo placed the small medicine box on the stone table in the courtyard.

She had been working hard all day and was exhausted. All she wanted to do was rest for a while.

"Squeak—"

Pushing open the door, Du Banruo looked at her clean and tidy home, and her mood improved considerably.

However, Du Banruo did not notice that there were a few drops of dried blood on the ground at the entrance.

She poured herself a glass of water, picked up the glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

Suddenly, Du Banruo's nostrils twitched slightly.

She smelled a faint medicinal scent, mixed with a hint of blood!

Why is there a bloody smell in the room?

Du Banruo's heart sank suddenly, and the hairs on her body almost stood on end.

But she forced herself to remain calm, put down her water glass, and pretended to be nonchalant.

She glanced around the room without making a sound, and saw that everything in the inner room was as usual, with nothing unusual.

Am I just being too nervous and scaring myself?

Du Banruo secretly breathed a sigh of relief and slowly turned around.

But the next moment, Du Banruo froze instantly.

At the entrance, a man with a slightly pale face was standing there.

The man stared intently at her, grinned, and said in a hoarse voice, "Hehe! Sister Prajna, long time no see!"