Fairy, shut up! I'm really not blondie.

It seems that Ming is...

nervous?

And it seems she doesn't want him to know.

Su Qing became interested.

I'm curious to see what this aloof older sister is really up to.

He nodded leisurely.

"Okay."

The war god breathed a sigh of relief.

He took Su Qing and went straight out of the city.

To the east of the capital city were the imperial gardens.

The continuous beautiful mountains and rivers stretch as far as the eye can see, and the thin mist after the light rain lingers among the mountains, creating a scene resembling a fairyland.

Dong Huangming seemed to be very familiar with this area.

With him by his side, they bypassed all the guards stationed there and arrived at a beautiful mountain.

As soon as I stepped inside.

Su Qing's eyes lit up.

This small hill is unremarkable in the sprawling royal gardens; at first glance, it looks like a small green pebble in a raging sea.

But once you actually step inside, you'll discover that it's a completely different world.

The mountains are low and gentle, and as far as the eye can see, the blooming roses in full bloom form a vast "ocean".

When the wind blows, the pear trees on both sides of the road rustle, and the snowflake-like petals dance in the wind, like the ribbons of a celestial maiden hanging down.

The sea of ​​flowers stretches all the way to the valley, where a small wooden house sits at the bottom.

In front of the house is a pond with clear lotus leaves.

A dust-repelling talisman was pasted in front of the house, and it was spotless.

It's clear that this isn't a deserted place.

Su Qing rubbed her chin and asked.

"This is?"

The God of War explained.

"His Majesty previously bestowed upon me a mountain forest."

“When there is no war or military affairs, I come here to take a look and sow some seeds of the Cold Moon Rose. Before I knew it, it had turned into this.”

Nobody knows.

There was a pause.

she added.

"Qingxian has never been here either."

The God of War is aloof and dignified; everything he has learned and used since he can remember has been related to warfare.

Although she has a home, she probably spends less time in the military camp than at the mansion of the God of War.

It can only be considered a place to stay at most.

Here...

It's different from the residence of the God of War.

Every blade of grass and every tree here was built by her own hands.

Coming here for a short stay now and then feels like stepping into a paradise.

It's so peaceful here, like a soft, exposed vulnerability.

Therefore, the Goddess of War never let anyone know, just as she was always decisive and ruthless in the army, never exposing her wounds or vulnerabilities to her subordinates or enemies.

The military genius pondered this at home for two days.

She used to live under the shadow of constant fear of death, and finally the clouds parted and the sun shone through, allowing her to unload the heavy burden on her heart.

This time, she didn't want any more regrets or reluctance.

Now that you understand your own feelings.

Then be bold and pursue your love!

She thought about it for a long time.

It seems like this is the only thing I can be proud of.

Su Qing nodded thoughtfully and smiled.

"So this is a paradise that belongs only to you, Ming."

"Then I'll have to take a good look around. Where's the best scenery? Take me to see it!"

A slight smile crept across the God of War's lips.

"Ah."

After a while.

Under a tree on a hillside.

Dong Huangming slowly sat down.

Her long, jet-black hair, flowing like a waterfall, cascaded among the petals, the colors of the flowers complementing her complexion, making her stunningly beautiful face, as white as ice and snow, appear even more rare and exquisite.

Her already alluring and sexy figure was perfectly showcased by the fitted palace dress, and when the skirt was blown by the wind, it revealed a pair of slender and beautiful legs wearing black stockings!

She raised her hand to tidy her hair, her voice much softer than usual.

"sit down."

Su Qing didn't move, but instead rubbed her chin and said.

"Ming, tell me, should I sit under this tree or on this rock?"

Under the tree, I was face to face with the God of War.

Although they are close in distance, they are separated by a blue stone.

The stone—the one that the God of War made himself—wasn't very big; it was more than enough to seat a Donghuang Ming.

But if you add another big man, the two of them will have to be glued together.

"..."

Do I still need to ask?

in the past.

Without even asking, the kid sat down right next to her!

But right now.

Su Qing watched with amusement, insisting that she give the answer herself.

"Sit down, sit next to me."

The war god hesitated for a moment.

In the end, I chose to be brave.

Having brought her all this way, it wouldn't be in her nature to be timid and hesitant.

Su Qing naturally wouldn't refuse, and flung the corner of her dress.

He sat down directly next to the aloof and intellectual older sister who was now trying her best to open her heart to him.

As soon as I sat down.

The familiar cool fragrance permeated my five senses, somewhat similar to Han Yuewei, but not exactly the same.

Having absorbed the unique feminine scent emanating from the war goddess, it became even more captivating and irresistibly alluring.

Su Qing had just sat down.

I just felt my arm go limp.

The decisive and ruthless military genius now seemed like an ordinary little woman, shyly taking the boy's arm.

Her soft chest pressed against his arm.

It brings a feeling of pressure.

Long, dark hair slid down her shoulders and onto the back of Su Qing's hand, bringing a cool and gentle touch.

That's it.

The military genius still needed to find a reason for himself.

"cough."

"This place is too cramped, you won't mind, will you?"

Su Qing certainly didn't mind.

He wanted to see how long the sophisticated older woman could hold out before revealing her true intentions.

Their bodies, pressed tightly together, gradually warmed up.

Even just sitting there doing nothing else, the God of War found it a bit unbearable.

They are all living, breathing people.

Why is the boy's body temperature so high? Why is he so hot?

No response was received.

The God of War then raised his delicate chin and looked over.

A look of doubt appeared in a pair of beautiful, clear, and cold eyes.

This kid.

He usually speaks eloquently and eloquently.

Why is it so quiet today?

Yes……

Did I do something wrong?

The noble beauty frowned slightly. The war god, who was decisive in battle and never wavered or hesitated in the face of countless lives lost, began to feel uneasy under the unpredictable gaze of the young man.

"You, why are you looking at me like that?"

Su Qing had had enough of the little woman's restless state in front of the God of War.

Finally, he raised the corners of his mouth and said in a serious tone.

"Of course it's because you're good-looking, Ming."

"Look what you said."

"Why would I mind? But Ming, you brought me here today, surely it wasn't just to let me see the scenery?"

The war god blinked his cold eyes.

The hand holding the boy's arm tightened its grip even more.

She lowered her eyes and looked down.

She faced him with her long, thick, black hair.

Although you can't see the face.

But he could sense Dong Huangming's tension from the force in his arm.

"Well."

at last.