The Charm of a Powerful Woman Spreads Across the World

Chapter 119

Mu Wenchen then went in first. Ru Feng tried to calmly dismount, but found that she was trembling all over and almost fell off the horse. If she hadn't been quick-witted, she probably would have fallen into the street.

As soon as she stepped through the door and avoided the gazes of the people on the street, Ru Feng could no longer hold back and rushed forward. Ignoring the stares of Nan Shan and Mu Tong, she hugged Mu Wenchen tightly. Feeling Mu Wenchen's return hug, Ru Feng's tears streamed down her face.

Volume Two: How Many Return from Ancient Battles? Chapter 101: Joy

As soon as she stepped through the door and avoided the gazes of the people on the street, Ru Feng could no longer hold back and rushed forward. Ignoring the stares of Nan Shan and Mu Tong, she hugged Mu Wenchen tightly. Feeling Mu Wenchen's return hug, Ru Feng's tears streamed down her face.

Ru Feng hugged Mu Wenchen with all her might. Smelling his familiar scent, Ru Feng realized how repressed she had been these past few days. Now that Mu Wenchen was here, she seemed to have found someone she could vent to.

Ru Feng opened her tearful eyes, knowing there must be an audience nearby. Although they were all her own people, she still felt embarrassed, so she quickly left Mu Wenchen's embrace, wiping away her tears before lifting her head.

Ru Feng looked at Nan Shan, smiled shyly, and then looked at the officials here and said, "I'll go inside with him to talk for a while. Tell someone not to disturb us and to prepare some food."

"Yes, young master," the official replied respectfully, bowing deeply.

Ru Feng pulled Mu Wenchen's hand and walked back to her room. Although her eyes were a little red, Ru Feng still smiled and said, "So your hands have calluses. I thought your skin was always so good, so smooth, unlike someone who has pimples." As she spoke, she glanced meaningfully at the other person.

Upon hearing this, Mu Tong, who had been following closely behind, stumbled and nearly fell.

Nanshan froze, stopping in his tracks. In fact, he hadn't even realized what was happening. How could his senior brother be hugging and cuddling with a man? Okay, even if he admitted that the man was obviously not an ordinary person, the kind who was very handsome, he was still a man! No, no, this was too much of a shock. It seemed he should go ask Zuiyue, since Zuiyue had been with his senior brother the longest.

Thinking of this, Nanshan left without saying a word.

Mu Tong wanted to continue following, but seeing the look in his master's eyes, he had no choice but to swallow his pride and find somewhere to stay.

Seeing that no one was following them, Ru Feng was also very happy. He shook Mu Wenchen's arm and said with a smile, "Why did you suddenly want to come see me? Is the academy on holiday now?"

Mu Wenchen's expression was indifferent, but his gaze towards Rufeng was gentle. He patted Rufeng's head and said, "It's not holiday yet, but you know I don't usually get involved. The academy is doing just fine without me."

Ru Feng touched his nose and said, "That's right."

The two remained silent until they entered Ru Feng's room and closed the door. Only then did Ru Feng jump onto Mu Wenchen's back and ask, "Why did you come to see me? I'm so happy to see you!"

Mu Wenchen hugged Rufeng from behind to his chest, walked directly to the stool and sat down, saying, "I wanted to see you, so I came."

Ru Feng's face turned slightly red, because of his posture, which made it seem as if he was holding a baby.

Mu Wenchen stared intently at Rufeng and asked softly, "Have you been very tired lately? I heard you won a battle, that's good."

Ru Feng pouted, tears streaming down her face again. She buried her head in Mu Wenchen's arms and sobbed, "My grandfather is currently unconscious, and I don't know if Zuiyue can cure him. Now there's a traitor in the army, and I've been so busy lately... Waaah... Luckily you came."

Mu Wenchen tenderly stroked Ru Feng's head and said, "Don't worry, as soon as I heard the news, I sent a message by carrier pigeon to call the most famous poison doctor in the martial arts world to treat your grandfather. His research on poisons is the best in the entire Zi Luo Kingdom. He should arrive tomorrow or the day after. I believe your grandfather will definitely get better by then."

Ru Feng raised her head, her eyes blurry with tears: "Really?" In fact, Ru Feng knew that the so-called Poison Hand Healer was indeed very powerful and was one of the people her master admired. So when she saw him come, she was already half relieved, but she still wanted to hear Mu Wenchen's assurance.

Mu Wenchen nodded as he wished: "It will be alright."

Upon hearing that her grandfather's illness had been resolved, Ru Feng felt at ease.

Mu Wenchen laughed and said, "Did you miss me that much? Otherwise, why would your tears start falling as soon as you see me?"

Ru Feng looked at the fabric soaked with her tears and couldn't help but punch Mu Wenchen, saying coquettishly, "It's just a little bit of moisture, why are you so stingy? Others would beg for this."

Mu Wenchen shook his head, his mind as silent as the wind, and smiled slightly.

Looking at his smiling face, Ru Feng felt a little uncomfortable, thinking that she was sitting on his lap. But seeing that Mu Wenchen seemed quite used to it, she didn't mind and instead asked, "Are you hungry? Should I call someone to bring you food?"

Mu Wenchen shook his head: "Don't rush, I still want to talk to you." He pulled Rufeng into his arms and then asked, "Have you been having nightmares a lot lately?"

Ru Feng suddenly pushed his chest away, looked up in surprise, and asked, "How did you know?"

Mu Wenchen smiled faintly: "How could I not know? Everyone who goes to the battlefield for the first time will experience these things."

Ru Feng nodded vigorously: "Yes, when I first went to the battlefield, I did have nightmares. But I'm much better now, but I still feel very uncomfortable. I think I should be like my grandfather and take pride in killing the enemy. It seems that I will have to wait a long time."

"Just think that if you don't kill them, they will come to kill you, then you have nothing to feel guilty about." Mu Wenchen's voice was as melodious as the clinking of jade stones, yet it contained coldness and severity.

Ru Feng nodded silently and said, "You'll get used to it eventually." Yes, at first he didn't dare to make a move, but now he can do it like cutting vegetables and radishes. It's just a very simple sword swing, but thinking about it afterwards still sends chills down his spine.

"What is the current situation in the military?" Mu Wenchen asked again.

Ru Feng hesitated for a moment. Logically speaking, the situation in the army should not be revealed casually, but Mu Wenchen was no ordinary person, and Ru Feng vaguely sensed that Mu Wenchen should actually be quite familiar with the situation as well.

So Rufeng gave a brief explanation of the situation.

Mu Wenchen listened carefully, then suddenly asked, "Ru Feng, do you want to be a marshal?"

Ru Feng looked at him with puzzlement, but seeing his serious expression, she answered seriously, "Yes." It wasn't just for her grandfather's expectations, but also for herself. If she became a marshal, it would be easier to investigate her grandfather's assassination attempt, and she could also use her status to protect some important people. Then, what she had learned over the past ten years would not have been in vain, and she would not have lived in vain.

Mu Wenchen pondered for a moment before replying, "Although you can be soft-hearted at times, with Gao Wei and your fellow disciples by your side, along with a group of veteran generals, I believe you can definitely be a good marshal."

Ru Feng asked in surprise, "Really?" Actually, she was very uneasy. After all, the marshal was a very important position. One careless move could not only cost the lives of the entire army, but could also affect the victory or defeat of the country. So, to say that she was not worried would be to lie to herself.

"Just trust my judgment." Mu Wenchen patted Ru Feng's head.

"But I'm not sure if I'll become a marshal yet," Ru Feng said, frowning. After all, he was still too young and inexperienced to be reliable.

"Don't worry, I'll succeed," Mu Wenchen said firmly, his hands never stopping.

"Hmm, sigh, if only you were always by my side." Ru Feng sighed, quite enjoying Mu Wenchen's caresses, even though it felt like he was petting a puppy, it was very comforting. Of all the people, Ru Feng trusted Mu Wenchen the most, feeling that as long as he was there, it seemed like anything could be solved.

Mu Wenchen smiled and whispered in Ru Feng's ear, "Then, in what capacity should I stay by your side?"

Ru Feng pondered carefully, his brows furrowed, almost to the point of biting his nails.

Mu Wenchen's gaze was intense, and contained an underlying expectation.