The God of War Who Protects the Nation: Starting with Saving a Mother and Daughter in Distress

Qin An wavered between the two women, feeling their different expressions of love and charm, his heart burning with passion.

The atmosphere in the room grew increasingly ambiguous, with clothes scattered all over the floor.

I don't know how much time passed.

Just then, Jin Ping came in carrying a hangover soup. She thought that the lady and Miss Shan had drunk too much and would definitely need the hangover soup to help them recover.

But as soon as she pushed open the door and saw the scene inside, she blushed deeply, her cheeks burning like fire. She quickly lowered her head and turned to leave.

But his steps faltered, and a longing lingered in his eyes.

In fact, she also missed Qin An very much.

But she knew in her heart that she was ultimately just a maid, and she kept her duty in mind, not daring to compete for anything.

But Qin An's eyes lit up when he saw her.

Li Qingwan and Shan Bing were indeed a little drunk, which greatly reduced their fighting ability.

On the contrary, Qin An's performance was enhanced under the influence of alcohol.

With this shift in power, he was somewhat dissatisfied.

Now, the golden bottle has arrived at just the right time.

"Come back," Qin An called to her, his voice slightly hoarse.

Jin Ping paused, her steps faltering. She slowly turned around, still keeping her head down, her hands tightly gripping the tray, her excitement causing her to tremble slightly.

She naturally understood why Qin An had called her over.

Far from being embarrassed, she was full of anticipation.

Qin An's gaze softened as he looked at her expectant expression.

In the candlelight, her eyebrows were curved, and although she was just a maid, she was charming and beautiful, and she was very considerate to me.

With a sudden thought, he gestured for Jin Ping to come over and pulled her into this tender embrace as well.

Fortunately, Jin Ping was not without experience and quickly integrated into the group.

Li Qingwan and Shan Bing, however, did not seem to care about this.

Maidservant, that's how it's used.

Their different charms completely captivated Qin An, leaving him utterly lost in this gentle paradise.

He was like a tireless beast, freely venting his energy.

After all, he knew in his heart that he would soon be back on the battlefield.

By then, who knows how long it will take to accumulate savings.

Since such an opportunity has come up, we should naturally take the chance to enjoy it.

For a moment, a moving melody filled the room, exceptionally clear in the quiet night.

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Li Zhaoning rested in the guest room for more than an hour. When he woke up, the effects of the alcohol had mostly worn off, and his mind was much clearer.

She got up, straightened her slightly disheveled clothes, tidied her hair, and planned to go and say goodbye to Qin An, since it was getting late.

She stepped out of the guest room and found the courtyard deserted, not even a patrolling servant in sight. It was quiet except for the rustling of leaves in the wind.

She walked along the corridor and unknowingly arrived near Qin An's bedroom.

Just then, an ambiguous sound came faintly from the room, intermittent yet clearly penetrating her ears.

The voice was sometimes gentle and melodious, sometimes wild and unrestrained, and sometimes charming and shy, making Li Zhaoning blush instantly, her heart skip a beat, and she subconsciously wanted to turn around and leave.

"Do not look at what is improper, do not listen to what is improper"—this was the teaching she received from childhood.

But for some reason, his feet seemed to be nailed to the spot, and he couldn't move his feet.

She was filled with curiosity, wanting to know what had happened inside that could make the usually composed General Qin so unrestrained.

Perhaps it was the lingering effects of the alcohol, or perhaps it was the inquisitive spirit within him, but Li Zhaoning found himself quietly approaching the bedroom window, holding his breath, and peering through the crack in the window.

This sight stunned her instantly; her pupils contracted, her face flushed crimson, and she was filled with shock and disbelief.

Inside the room, Qin An's strong physique was on full display, with clearly defined muscles that exuded power.

Li Qingwan and Shan Bing were completely different from the images she had seen before, making it impossible to imagine that they were like this in private.

Jin Ping was similar, but Li Zhaoning didn't focus much attention on her.

She was just a maid; she wasn't worth her much attention.

It's clear that Qin An is extremely angry, and that maid Jin Ping is really suffering.

Fortunately, Li Qingwan and Shan Bing also knew that Jin Ping was suffering in their place.

They didn't stand idly by; they still tried their best to help calm Qin An down.

Li Zhaoning was dumbfounded. Although she had learned about matters between men and women from books, she had never imagined it would be so wild.

She never expected that Qin An would be so powerful; even three women working together were no match for him.

Her gaze was involuntarily drawn to Qin An.

Every muscle in his body exuded masculine charm, and his movements were full of power and domineering presence, making her heart race and her cheeks burn.

Li Zhaoning subconsciously compared herself to the three women in the room.

In terms of looks, she is second to none; in terms of family background, she far surpasses them.

She believed that her charm surpassed theirs.

Without realizing it, she found herself putting herself in their shoes, imagining what it would feel like to be held in Qin An's arms.

A strong impulse and desire arose in her heart, making her feel hot all over.

She inwardly condemned Li Qingwan and her ilk for their depravity, feeling they were too unreserved to do such licentious things.

On the one hand, they couldn't help but marvel at Qin An's power.

Comparing the knowledge she learned from books, she discovered that Qin Anyuan was far more capable than ordinary men, a rare and extraordinary man in the world.

After witnessing Qin An's extraordinary qualities, Li Zhaoning suddenly had an idea.

Since Qin An is so fond of beautiful women and is such an extraordinary man, it seems like it wouldn't be a bad deal for me to marry him.

She suppressed the idea as soon as it came to mind.

She was the daughter of the Duke's family, of noble birth, while Qin An, though a man of military merit, was ultimately of humble origin.

The two are of vastly different social standing, making it impossible.

Just as Li Zhaoning was lost in thought, her hand unconsciously tapped the window frame lightly.

A soft "clang" sound, though not loud, instantly startled Qin An, who had sharp ears and eyes.

Years of battlefield experience kept him constantly vigilant.

Hearing a noise, Qin An turned his head sharply and met Li Zhaoning's eyes outside the window.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Li Zhaoning was so frightened that her soul almost left her body, and her cheeks instantly turned bright red.

I never expected that my spying would be caught red-handed by the person in question.

She turned and ran almost instinctively, her skirt brushing against the stone steps under the corridor with a frantic sound. She staggered and didn't even have the courage to look back.

Qin An was also stunned, never expecting that Li Zhaoning would witness such a private matter.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across his face as he glanced around the room. Fortunately, Li Qingwan, Shan Bing, and Jin Ping were still immersed in their pleasure or were still drunk, and did not notice the commotion outside the window or his strange behavior.

He composed himself, thinking to himself "troublesome," but didn't dwell on it too much.

Since things have come to this, there's no point in thinking about it anymore. This precious moment of tenderness will pass in the blink of an eye, so it's best to cherish it.

So he stopped paying attention to her and focused his attention back on the person in his arms.

After an unknown amount of time, the noise in the room gradually subsided.

Looking at the three exhausted people, Qin An felt a sense of peace and satisfaction.

Reaching out, he brushed a strand of hair from Li Qingwan's cheek. She had already fallen into a deep sleep, a sweet smile still on her lips, as if she were dreaming of something wonderful.

Dan Bing frowned slightly, perhaps still experiencing the battle in her dream.

Jin Ping, like a docile kitten, clung tightly to his arm.

Qin An got up gently, moving carefully so as not to disturb them, dressed, and slowly walked out of the bedroom.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he saw Li Zhaoning standing under a tree not far away, looking somewhat uneasy.

She was clutching the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands, clearly having stood there for quite some time.

"Miss Li, you're awake?" Qin An greeted her, feigning composure and keeping his tone as calm as possible, as if nothing had just happened.

Li Zhaoning nodded, her eyelids lowered, her long eyelashes concealing the emotions in her eyes. She dared not look him in the eye, her voice barely audible.

"Well, it's getting late, I... I should take my leave."

"I'll take you," Qin An said.

The two walked in silence along the corridor, the atmosphere heavy and somewhat awkward.

They were both deliberately avoiding what had just happened, yet they couldn't help but linger their gazes on each other for a few more moments, each with their own agenda.

Upon arriving at the gate of the mansion, Li Xuanfu was already waiting there, accompanied by Li Jing, who was squatting on the ground drawing something with a twig.

Upon seeing Qin An, his eyes immediately lit up. He rushed over, grabbed Qin An's clothes, looked up at him with his little face, and said reluctantly.

"Brother Qin, can I still learn martial arts from you in the future? You promised to teach me."

Qin An patted his head, feeling the soft hair in his palm, and smiled, "Of course I will. When I return from the battlefield, I will teach you martial arts and guarantee that you will become one of the strongest in the world."

Li Xuanfu nodded in satisfaction, a bright smile spreading across his face, and skipped and hopped as he followed Li Zhaoning into the carriage.

The carriage slowly drove away, its wheels rolling over the bluestone pavement.

Qin An stood at the gate of the mansion, gazing in the direction the carriage had gone, until the shadow disappeared around the street corner before turning his gaze away.

Inside the carriage, Li Zhaoning lifted a corner of the curtain and watched the Qin mansion gate gradually disappear into the distance, her mind filled with countless thoughts.

The images kept flashing through her mind, making her cheeks burn, yet she couldn't help but ponder the unfathomable nature of Qin An.

She turned to look at Li Xuanfu, who was sitting opposite her, fiddling with a small wooden sword, and asked casually, "Xuanfu, what do you think of General Qin?"

Li Xuanfu thought for a moment, stopped what he was doing, and said earnestly, "Brother Qin is very nice. I like him. He smells different from others; it's warm. Being with him makes me feel very close, like I've met someone of my own kind."

"And I think he will be very powerful in the future, even more powerful than the generals that Father knows."

Li Zhaoning was startled.

She knew that although her younger brother was born mentally challenged and not good at speaking, he had an amazing intuition that was almost instinctive. He was usually very accurate in his judgment of people or things.

It seems that Qin An is indeed no ordinary person. I must find a way to win him over to the Li family, as this is crucial for the Li family's future development.