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

The mother and her two daughters busied themselves for a while, and the hot water was quickly boiled.

Yang Yuyan found some clean clothes and asked Cai Yan and Cai Zhen to prepare dinner, while she carried a basin of water into the inner room.

"You must be tired from your journey. Let me help you wash up first!" Yang Yuyan said gently.

Qin An took off his armor, revealing the scars on his body.

His back was covered with a mix of old and new scars, some from knives, some from arrows, grotesque and terrifying.

Yang Yuyan gently stroked the scars, and tears welled up in her eyes again: "These...were all from the war?"

"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious," Qin An comforted her with a smile. "See, it's all healed now, isn't it?"

"How could it not be a problem?" Yang Yuyan choked up. "Every time I hear news of people dying in the war, I can't sleep because I'm so worried about you..."

Looking at the scars on Qin An's body, Yang Yuyan couldn't help but feel a little genuine emotion.

God knows how worried she was during this time, and how many nightmares she had.

Although Qin An spoke very well, she could completely imagine from these scars how dangerous the other party must have been on the battlefield.

"Alright, stop crying." Qin An turned around and hugged her. "I'm back safe and sound, aren't I? I'll be alright from now on, for you, for the children, I'll be alright."

No matter how Qin An tried to comfort her, Yang Yuyan's tears flowed like a burst dam, unstoppable.

Seeing this, Qin An had no choice but to find another way.

His hands immediately became restless, kneading and squeezing for a while before he sighed and said, "You've lost weight, you've shrunk quite a bit, this won't do!"

His interruption made Yang Yuyan almost unable to continue crying, and she glared at him, saying, "What a jerk!"

Instead of paying attention to Qin An's clutches, she took the initiative to loosen her belt, letting him get used to it again.

Ignoring Qin An's mischief, she diligently began to clean him.

At this moment, Cai Zhen came in carrying a bowl of freshly cut fruit.

She didn't pay much attention to the situation in the room; she was already used to it.

Instead, she was startled when she saw the scars on Qin An's body: "Father, how come you have so many wounds? Does it hurt a lot?"

"It doesn't hurt." Qin An didn't stop what he was doing and said with a smile, "These are all medals of a man."

"Father is amazing!" Cai Zhen exclaimed with admiration. "I knew Father was the best! Much better than Uncle Wang from the village! Uncle Wang said he only killed one enemy when he was in the army. Father, how many have you killed?"

"Why are you asking such questions, you little kid?" Yang Yuyan scolded playfully.

Qin An, however, didn't seem to care: "I can't remember exactly, but there were quite a few."

Cai Yan also came in, holding several books in her hands: "Father, you are about to lead troops into battle now. During the time you were away, I memorized some military strategies, which may be of some help."

Qin An's heart stirred. He knew that Cai Yan had a vast amount of knowledge in her mind, including military classics and even annotations by famous people.

He had learned a lot from Cai Yan before, but it was far from Cai Yan's limit.

He nodded: "Yan'er is really amazing, she's been a huge help to me!"

Seeing that Cai Yan had received Qin An's praise, Cai Zhen felt a little jealous and threw herself into his arms: "Father, am I not amazing?"

Seeing her jealous expression, Qin An rubbed her head and laughed, "They're both amazing. Zhen'er's martial arts allowed me to survive on the battlefield, and Yan'er's military strategy enabled me to lead troops into battle."

"Thanks to you all, otherwise I wouldn't have become a centurion!"

The two women immediately broke into happy smiles.

As Yang Yuyan wiped Qin An's back, she listened to the conversation between the father and his two daughters, and the smile on her face never faded.

Half a year's worries and longing vanished in this moment.

After taking a bath, Qin An changed into clean coarse cloth clothes and felt much more relaxed.

Dinner was plentiful, with stewed meat, stir-fried vegetables, and two steamed buns, all of which Qin An loved.

The family sat around the table, chatting and laughing, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

Cai Zhen chattered on about the interesting things happening in the village, while Cai Yan occasionally asked about the army, and Yang Yuyan kept putting food on Qin An's plate, urging him to eat more.

After dinner, Cai Zhen wanted to keep Qin An company and share more of her joy, but Cai Yan pulled her away to write down military strategy.

"They can do what they want, I'm not going to bother them!" Cai Zhen muttered unhappily before being pulled away.

She naturally understood Cai Yan's meaning and also knew what Qin An and Yang Yuyan were going to do.

In her opinion, this was completely pointless and unnecessary.

Despite their words, they still set aside some time alone for their parents.

After the two women left, only Qin An and Yang Yuyan remained in the room.

"Are you tired?" Yang Yuyan asked softly as she cleared away the dishes.

"I'm not tired." Qin An hugged her from behind, resting his chin on the top of her head. "I just missed you."

Yang Yuyan's body stiffened for a moment, then softened. She turned around, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his lips: "I missed you too."

The six months of separation left both of them with a lot of pent-up longing.

This kiss acted as a fuse, instantly igniting long-suppressed passion.

Qin An swept Yang Yuyan up in his arms and strode into the inner room.

"I knew you were anxious..." Yang Yuyan said with a flushed face and a hint of anticipation in her voice.

"I'm in a hurry, I can't stand it anymore." Qin An placed her on the kang (a heated brick bed) and kissed her.

Over the past six months, Qin An has fought valiantly on the battlefield, greatly improving his strength and physique, and his boundless energy has nowhere to go.

Yang Yuyan had been alone in her empty room for half a year, and her longing for Qin An had already penetrated to the bone.

Dry firewood ignites instantly when it meets a raging fire.

Qin An's kisses were like a storm, from his lips to his neck, and then to his chest, filled with intense possessiveness. Yang Yuyan responded passionately, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, her body trembling slightly.

"Wife..." Qin An roared, and removed their clothes.

Moonlight streamed through the window and into the room, illuminating the intertwined figures on the kang (a heated brick bed).

Qin An, like a wild horse unleashed, galloped freely among the clouds with Yang Yuyan.

Yang Yuyan was initially a little shy, but gradually she opened up and let out soft moans.

She could clearly sense that Qin An had changed.

Not only did her body become stronger, but the power she felt was also becoming somewhat unbearable.

But she didn't back down at all; instead, she became even more proactive in responding, as if she wanted to make up for the six months that had passed.

Qin An also restrained himself, trying his best not to hurt her.

After all, only he knew just how powerful he was now.

But the more one suppresses it, the more turbulent that passion becomes.

After an unknown amount of time, the two finally collapsed onto the kang (a heated brick bed) in each other's arms, their bodies soaked in sweat.

"You..." Yang Yuyan lay on Qin An's chest, her fingers gently tracing his skin, and said reproachfully, "You were really pent up, you almost killed me."

Qin An smiled and kissed her forehead: "Who can resist you when you're so charming?"

"You're such a smooth talker." Yang Yuyan rolled her eyes at him, but a satisfied smile appeared on her face. "Seriously, you're getting better and better. I can hardly keep up with you anymore."

Although she said that, she still held Qin An tightly, unwilling to be separated from him!