Let's Squander A Billion First!-Chapter 539 - Difficult to be a Hostage (34)

Chapter 539: Chapter 539: Difficult to be a Hostage (34)

Chapter 539: Chapter 539: Difficult to be a Hostage (34)

“Did he bully you just now?”

After entering the tent, Lian Qiong glanced at the person quietly sitting there reading a book.

“No.” How could that damn thing possibly bully me!

“Really?”

“Yes.” Chuzheng nodded earnestly.

“If he bullies you, tell me, and I’ll teach him a lesson for you.”

“He didn’t.” I’ve already taught him a lesson.

Chuzheng said there was nothing, so Lian Qiong did not continue to ask.

After all, his dear one… did not seem like a pushover at all.

“Stop reading,” Lian Qiong took away the book, “It’s harmful to your eyes, and you must be tired from the journey, rest early.”

Lian Qiong had no other intentions; he was merely worried that traveling might be too exhausting for Chuzheng.

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In the following days, Lian Qiong was busy with military affairs.

General Li still strutted around arrogantly, showing no intention of handing over military power to Lian Qiong.

Lian Qiong seemed not to care as well.

Finally, a few days later, General Li lost a battle.

General Li actually accused Lian Qiong of disobedience; even Chen Fei, who was usually good-tempered, was somewhat irritated upon hearing this.

It was clearly his own misguided command, giving contradictory orders from start to finish.

If it weren’t for His Highness’s timely adjustment, the casualties could have been even worse by now.

The conflict between the two sides erupted.

Lian Qiong remained silent throughout, while General Li’s men were jumping up and down in protest.

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They criticized Lian Qiong for his dandyism, ignorance in the art of war, yet trying to forcefully interfere, and brought up the matter of Wei Country’s Hostage.

Just as the conflict intensified, a report came that a large army was spotted less than a mile away from them.

General Li thought it was an enemy attack and ordered his men to investigate immediately.

It was then that Lian Qiong finally stood up.

“General Li need not bother, they’re my men.”

“What?” General Li was stunned.

The army arrived quickly, led by someone General Li recognized – General Lin Zhou, the fierce commander stationed at the Jin Chu border.

A general stationed at the Jin Chu border, how did he appear here?

Was this desertion?

Before General Li could understand what was happening, he suddenly found himself marginalized, as military power swiftly transferred to Lian Qiong.

In just a matter of two days, Lian Qiong routed the Wei Country, recapturing a city.

General Li was completely in shock.

How could the dandy Third Prince mobilize such an army?

And yet, the recaptured city stood before his eyes…

In little more than a month, Lian Qiong reclaimed three lost cities, greatly damaging the morale of Wei Country.

Chuzheng stood atop the city wall, watching Lian Qiong charging in the lead.

Those who obstructed him—died.

At such times, Lian Qiong’s aura became particularly grim.

Chuzheng frowned slightly.

She turned and walked down from the city wall.

Cheers from the soldiers arose from above the wall.

The city gates slowly opened, and the sound of galloping hooves thundered towards them, as that man returned enveloped in the scent of blood.

Chuzheng stood inside the city to welcome him.

Lian Qiong dismounted and walked towards her, unusually not embracing her but frowning instead, “Why did you come out?”

“Stop going into battle.” Chuzheng said.

Lian Qiong laughed, “What’s the matter? Got scared?”

“I am not asking for your opinion; I am telling you not to go into battle anymore.” Chuzheng’s tone was calm as she raised her hand to tuck a stray lock of Lian Qiong’s hair behind his ear, “Listen to me.”

“Stop it, as a commander…”

Chuzheng’s hand fell, holding onto his sword-wielding hand.

Whose blood it was, she didn’t know, but it instantly stained Chuzheng’s hand red too.

Lian Qiong frowned, tried to pull away, but Chuzheng held firm.

The setting sun, blood-red, cast a thin layer of golden light over the entire city.

Below the city tower, a young and handsome young master leaned in slightly to kiss the bloodstained general.

Their overlapping silhouettes became blurred by the light.

A blurry kind of beauty.

Compelling one’s gaze to linger.

Chuzheng took the sword from his hand, “Behave yourself.”

With the sword taken away, Lian Qiong’s rationality instantly returned, “You… how can you cheat like that?”

Chuzheng turned around with the sword, “I didn’t.”

“You did.”

“I didn’t.”

Chuzheng wouldn’t allow Lian Qiong onto the battlefield, and Chen Fei was the first to agree.

His Highness, once on the battlefield, always seemed to become a different person.

Recently, because Chuzheng was there, when he came back, he seemed not much different, but before…

Just the thought of it made Chen Fei shudder.

“Chen Fei.”

General Lin Zhou stopped Chen Fei.

His expression was a bit weird, as if he had bitten into an insect, half swallowed, unable to spit it out or swallow it down, visibly uncomfortable.

“What’s the relationship between His Highness and that Wei Country’s Hostage?”

“The relationship you just saw,” Chen Fei said.

“Huh?” General Lin Zhou’s jaw almost hit the floor, and seeing Chen Fei walk away, he quickly followed, “No, no way. Does His Highness like… like men?”

Chen Fei felt an ancient weariness in his heart.

He didn’t want to accept it either.

But the fact was just so.

His Highness did like men!

And he was extremely fond of them.

There had always been rumors about Chuzheng and Lian Qiong, but they hadn’t been too excessive, and most importantly, there was no hard evidence. Maybe they were just very close, right?!

But today, Chuzheng kissed him in front of so many people, and now there was no way to hide it.

Even in modern times, it wouldn’t be easily accepted.

Let alone in the superstitious feudal past.

They thought men liking men was an illness.

However, due to the authority of Chen Fei and General Lin Zhou, no one dared to make a scene, but the strange looks were inevitable.

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Lian Qiong only thought that Chuzheng wouldn’t let him onto the battlefield, but he didn’t expect Chuzheng would go himself.

She didn’t wear armor but rode out on a horse, her clothes billowing, a graceful young gentleman, dashing and cool.

She particularly stood out among the troops.

Lian Qiong almost jumped off the city wall.

Chen Fei held him back, preventing him from jumping.

“She…” Lian Qiong pointed at Chuzheng’s retreating figure.

“Your Highness, please calm down,” Chen Fei urged him, “The Thirteenth Prince is not reckless; you don’t need to worry.”

Lian Qiong glared at him, “You knew?”

“…”

Chen Fei became as mute as a clam, not daring to utter a word, his heart crying endlessly. Why did the Thirteenth Prince tell him? Why, oh why?! I didn’t want to know!

Angered, Lian Qiong flicked his sleeve and turned to go downstairs, ready to chase after Chuzheng.

However, after taking just a couple of steps, he suddenly remembered what Chuzheng had said.

Lian Qiong took a deep breath.

He kept telling himself to trust her.

She wasn’t someone who needed his protection; she was formidable, she would be all right…

Suddenly, Lian Qiong drew out the sword of a soldier standing next to him, “Chen Fei!!”

Chen Fei: “???”

Chen Fei started to run, “Your Highness, I’ll go protect the Thirteenth Prince right away!”

Chen Fei disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Lian Qiong tossed the sword aside, huffing as he walked to the edge of the city wall.

That figure was already far away, yet still so conspicuous.

In Lian Qiong’s eyes, only that figure remained; everything else became a backdrop.

This battle was won particularly splendidly.

The way those generals looked at Chuzheng also changed slightly.

It was an admiring gaze.

Lian Qiong stood below the city gate, seemingly understanding the feeling Chuzheng had when standing here.

Feeling anxious and worried…

Only when he saw that person standing well in front of him did his heart finally settle.

However, Lian Qiong didn’t know that when Chuzheng stood there, in fact, he thought of nothing at all; it was a calmness detached from the secular world.