[Transmigration] The War God's Consort

Chapter 71

Xinglie, if this is your wish, then I will be a good emperor. I will make sure that all the people under my jurisdiction live a good life, I promise...

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"Brother Suifeng? You're here again?" The handsome and charming man walked out from the inner room on the second floor of the bustling restaurant. As soon as he saw the white-haired man sitting in his favorite private room, staring blankly and grinning, his anger immediately rose to the top of his head.

"What, only you, Brother Liu, can think of me, but I can't?" Xi Suifeng said casually with a smile, nonchalantly continuing his "longing."

"Fine! Then go and find Xinglie!" Liu Wuge was at her wit's end with this man. No one expected that they would become friends after their meeting in Fengcheng. Perhaps it was because of Feng Xinglie. The two often drank together and discussed Feng Xinglie's past. However, Liu Wuge outwardly showed no interest in Xi Suifeng, since if he arrived, the other two would definitely arrive as well.

"Why bring her back? She got beaten half to death by Brother Ling?" Xi Suifeng shook his head, resting his head on his hand, and said meaningfully, "Let Xinglie do whatever she likes. Anyway, we'll take care of Fengcheng for her. Or is it that you still can't let go, Brother Liu?"

Liu Wuge stared at the portrait on the wall for a long time before finally shaking his head.

"Being able to let go is one thing, but putting it down is another. Brother Xi, aren't you still thinking about her? It's just that we can only think about her in our hearts. But I think that in this lifetime, I will never let this concern fade in the slightest."

Xi Suifeng felt a slight shock in his chest, and smiled faintly.

"Brother Liu, I never expected you to be more honest than I am. You're right! Her decision to stay or leave is up to her, but our feelings for her will never change, not even for a thousand or ten thousand years!"

"Oh dear, it looks like my good wine is going to suffer again today!" Liu Wuge lamented.

"Ha, Brother Liu, how about we drink until we drop to our hearts' content today!"

On the wall hangs a portrait of a woman dressed entirely in red gauze, alluring and beautiful, capturing her most captivating smile and charm…

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On the cold, snow-capped mountain peak, the man in the blue robe opened his eyes in a daze. The intense pain in his head made him feel drowsy for a moment. Suddenly, a fair hand patted his shoulder, and a continuous stream of heat flowed from it. The richness of the internal energy made him feel shocked.

When the hand felt the coldness, it withdrew.

"I...this is..."

"This is the summit of Tianqi Mountain. You must be Medicine King Tianlin? To be honest, I've never been to Medicine King Valley before. It's very mysterious. I mobilized all my brothers in the martial arts world here, but none of them could find Medicine King Valley. I'm your savior, so you should at least grant me this small wish."

The woman's radiant smile came into view, making his eyes sting. He blinked, adjusting to the sunlight, but suddenly felt dazed.

"What? The poison hasn't been completely eliminated? No way, I clearly nailed the mother Gu to death..."

"Who...are you?" the man asked.

She breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "I am Xiao Lie's older sister, Feng Xingyue."

“Xiao Lie? ...Who is he?” He seemed to have heard the name before, and his brows furrowed slightly. However, he found that just thinking about those two words would cause his brain to ache unbearably, and he couldn’t help but furrow his handsome brows, his face contorted with pain.

"You don't remember?" Feng Xingyue's eyes widened. What was going on? Amnesia? Temporary amnesia?

"Who am I...? What are you to me?" The man in the blue robe looked at Feng Xingyue blankly, appearing so indistinct at this moment.

"Heavens! Xiao Lie, you're really causing me trouble!"

On the mountaintop, the woman's frantic screams carried far, far away...

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Outside the magnificent palace, Qingli, with a grand procession, heard an incongruous voice not far away.

"Your Majesty, you mustn't do this; it will enrage the Emperor."

Qingli, curious, ordered someone to go over. As she came down, she saw Feng Xingying, her face grim, kick aside several eunuchs blocking her way. She hurriedly stopped the others, cold sweat pouring down her face, and said with a forced smile in a low voice, "Grandma, who has offended you again?"

Feng Xingying stared at him, her eyes narrowed. "You don't plan to eliminate the Nangong family?"

Qingli paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's right."

"Why?"

He hesitated for a moment, then gave an embarrassed, bitter laugh: "If I said it was for you, would you believe me?"

"Very good!" Feng Xinglie's smile seemed to suddenly warm up, then suddenly drop to zero: "You said it was for my sake, which makes me very happy, but I want to tell you that they have now offended me, and I hope you won't stop me from taking action against them!"

Qingli smiled: "I couldn't be happier! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have kept them until now."

Feng Xingying didn't speak, calmly and coldly turning away, but his ears didn't miss the sound he suddenly uttered.

"Thank you……"

At the summit of the mountain, Ling Yuxiang and Feng Xinglie stood side by side, their hands clasped tightly together, like a pair of immortals who had mistakenly entered the mortal world.

"Look over there, the crops have already grown in the fields, so green and beautiful." Feng Xinglie pointed to the lush green of a vast field, joy spreading across his face as he exclaimed with delight.

"And over there, the military camp has been reorganized and is full of vigor. All the soldiers have experienced a great disaster, and now they are united." Ling Yuxiang looked at the camp by the mountain in the distance. The throng of heads looked like a swarm of black ants. Although it was not clear, he could feel the imposing momentum from the slogans that came from time to time.

Feng Xinglie shook a wine gourd that appeared out of nowhere, took a sip, and then sighed, "Today's military review in front of the green fence was quite a grand affair, and the scene below was incredibly lively. Looking at those kings and generals, I am now increasingly skeptical."

Ling Yuxiang also looked disdainful: "So what if they are kings and generals? Can they be as happy as we are?" He also waved a wine gourd in his right hand and put his arm around his beloved wife with his left hand, scolding her: "Drink less. Drinking too much is not good for the child."

"I know what I'm doing, but don't you think now that the world is at peace, we should do something bad?"

"That's true, I'll definitely take a sip."

The two smiled at the mountain breeze, their wine gourds clinking together with a crisp sound. They took a sip of wine at the same time, then casually tossed the gourds behind their heads, took each other's hands, and walked shoulder to shoulder, looking like a pair of celestial lovers from afar. They walked lightly down the mountain without ever looking back.

"The relations between the countries are basically constrained by the treaty, and things are finally settled. Qin Han is ambitious but knows his limits and will give me some face. I believe he can govern Qin well. As for Ling, although it is somewhat unstable without you, Ling Yuhan is also a ruler with the makings. He will definitely be able to stabilize the situation and develop it well. Qing Li is the most outstanding among the three rulers. He will definitely take his time to recuperate. For the time being, there probably won't be any major wars in the world. It's time for us two war gods to retire." Feng Xinglie analyzed jokingly as they walked.

“Yes, all the men who coveted you have finally been dealt with, and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. I no longer have to live in constant fear that someone will still drool over my wife.” Ling Yuxiang smiled slightly.

"Sigh, you're such a jealous person!" Feng Xinglie said helplessly.

"Does your happiness come from me not being jealous?" Ling Yuxiang feigned confusion.

"Of course not! If you're not jealous, it means you don't care about me!"

"That settles it!" Ling Yuxiang said smugly.

"Since that's the case, then for the sake of you caring more about me, I've decided to go back to Fengcheng now!" Feng Xinglie smiled very happily, so happily that Ling Yuxiang suddenly realized what was going on.

"You little devil! You've tricked me again!"

"You're just too stupid!"

"Hmph, so what's next? You plan to stay in Wind City?"

"impossible!"

"You really can't stand it." Ling Yuxiang affectionately ruffled her hair.

“Who says otherwise? We’ve already agreed to travel all over the world together, see all things in the world, and after crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, find a beautiful place to settle down. Now that the world is at peace, can you give up such a good opportunity?” She winked at him seductively.

Ling Yuxiang felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He knew that Feng Xinglie's actions meant that he had to go to Fengcheng to settle his affairs after his death and give up everything in Fengcheng so that he could travel the world with him from now on and no longer be bound by power. He couldn't help but pull her over and give her a light kiss.

“Who says I wouldn’t? What a wonderful thing it is to travel the world with the one I love most!” Ling Yuxiang laughed loudly, then suddenly seemed to think of something and suggested to Feng Xinglie, “Lie, the song you sang before, ‘Hero’s Loneliness,’ is deeply etched in my mind. Now that spring has come again, why don’t you sing me another song?”

Feng Xinglie raised her delicate eyebrows, beaming with pride: "Great! Ten or a hundred songs will do! Anyway, there's plenty of time later."

"Yeah! There's plenty of time, haha..."

"You little brat, look how smug you are!"

In the woods, the two walked further and further apart, laughing and joking from time to time, their shadows stretching long in the sunlight.

After a long while, even the shadows faded to almost nothing, and only the cheerful and clear singing and laughter could be heard from afar.

For whom have I etched these scars in my life?

Thousands of years of martial arts

Heroic spirit pierces the sky

Dreams never cease, heroes and chivalrous hearts remain.

She will be with me forever.

Drinking and laughing about the country

Heroes, swords rise amidst the dust.

In the boundless desert, the heart can be reborn.

Dreams continue to expand

Who gazes longingly at their homeland, the Central Plains, and spends their entire life relentlessly questioning...

Where does love belong, and for whom is the song sung?

The light veil fluttering in the wind cannot soothe the pain of longing.

For whom does the hero grieve, his love enduring so deeply?

With whom shall I share the endless melody of the zither in this lifetime?

Before the music could be appreciated, the steed was already on the battlefield.

For whom have I etched these scars in this life?

A thousand years of martial arts prowess pierces the sky

Dreams never cease, heroes and chivalrous hearts remain.

She will be with me forever.

"Drinking wine and laughing, we talk about the world..." (Hu Ge, "Bird Clouds")

From this day forward, wherever you are, I will be with you!