Chapter 105: Chapter 48: Mixing Up Priorities

Speaking of this woman Ning Zhen, Jun Moling still held some admiration for her, thinking she was quite clever.

“What exactly happened?” Jun Moling’s inquiry carried a hint of pressure.

Zhai Wen said, “She was pregnant at the time, the child is Xiao Chengyi’s.”

Upon hearing this, Jun Moling’s eyes dangerously narrowed, “Why did no one inform me!”

The menacing aura was enough to make one shudder.

Zhai Wen wanted to say, inform you? Who would dare! Afraid that once you found out, you would tear Xiao Chengyi to shreds.

“Li, since she is already divorced, let past grievances be settled, everything should move forward.”

Jun Moling snorted coldly, no longer speaking, but Zhai Wen knew he was already extremely angry inside.

“I never expected Miss Shen’s martial arts to be so formidable; she killed several people from Beichang Country last night, even Chunyu Zhi met his end at her hands, truly a heroine amongst men.” Zhai Wen quickly changed the topic, sincerely praising.

Jun Moling felt a heavy weight in his chest, weakly saying, “Teacher, I want to sleep for a while.”

He had said so much, his energy depleted, Zhai Wen hurriedly said, “Okay, I’ll have the military doctor come over to change the dressing on your leg, you take a rest, Miss Shen said to be extremely careful, otherwise you might not be able to stand.”

Hearing these words, Jun Moling’s eyes darkened, his expression complex, making it hard for anyone to guess his thoughts.

Once upon a time, even if he were crippled and couldn’t stand, he wouldn’t care.

After all, he once wanted to exchange his life for peace of mind after the war ended.

However, at this moment, he didn’t want that, because he wanted to protect her well.

“Alright, let the military doctor change the dressing, I’ll also be careful.”

Zhai Wen had watched Jun Moling grow up, originally thinking he understood him very well.

But ever since the Shen Family Army was completely wiped out five years ago, Jun Moling seemed to have completely changed, making it difficult even for Zhai Wen to fathom his thoughts.

Zhai Wen sighed helplessly and then slowly went out to call the military doctor.

Inside the room, watching Zhai Wen’s departing back, Jun Moling’s eyes flickered, increasingly mysterious and unfathomable, making it hard to probe.

Shen Ruoxi dragged her heavy steps back into the room and lay down.

An endless wave of weariness washed over her, yet she found it difficult to close her eyes, her thoughts drifting far away.

In her mind, it was as if the once mighty and brave Shen Family Army reappeared.

She clearly saw her father and brothers galloping across the battlefield, courageously fighting the enemy, every action, every expression so vivid.

But in the blink of an eye, those familiar figures fell one by one under the enemy’s siege.

Tears uncontrollably welled up and flowed freely.

Shen Ruoxi painfully enveloped herself in the quilt, attempting to stifle the sorrowful sobs.

The darkness within the quilt became her only refuge, yet it couldn’t conceal the hurt and infinite longing in her heart.

Having cried heartily made her feel somewhat better.

She was here not to let the spirits of her kin see her cry; she permitted herself this one instance of weakness.

Afterwards, she would fight bravely, using the blood of enemies to honor their spirits! From this moment on, she would shed blood, not tears!

After dinner, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl arrived at her tent, spirited and valiant, bowing to Shen Ruoxi and saying, “Miss Shen, I am called Qing Ning, the Marshal sent me to attend to your daily needs.”

“No need, I can manage on my own.” Shen Ruoxi decisively refused, she was here for battle, not to enjoy the treatment of a lady.

Qing Ning smiled faintly, “Miss Shen, it wouldn’t hurt for me to lend a hand.”

Shen Ruoxi thought for a moment, realizing that once battle commenced, with many injured soldiers, having a helper would indeed be necessary.

“Alright, stay then!”

After a restful night’s sleep, Shen Ruoxi got up and washed properly in the morning.

As she took clothes from her bundle, a small box suddenly fell out.

“What is this?” Qing Ning by the side was full of shock.

“It’s the Marshal’s, yesterday there was too much going on, I forgot to return it to him, I’ll return it to him later.” Shen Ruoxi said calmly.

Qing Ning pursed her lips, lowering her voice as she said, “Miss Shen, you may not know, but the Marshal has harbored feelings for a woman for many years, this small box was a gift from that woman, the Marshal treasures it greatly.

It’s said that this time he disregarded danger to retrieve this very item, the Marshal truly is the foremost devoted man of this age!”

Shen Ruoxi was taken aback, her eyes widening in disbelief, “Risking his life for it?”

Qing Ning solemnly nodded, continuing, “Actually, this keepsake is the Marshal’s only solace.

Normally, he often caresses this small box, I truly think that woman is extremely fortunate, to be loved by such a man.

That’s Prince Zhan! The most handsome man in Dayi.” Qing Ning said, her eyes sparkling, looking infatuated.

However, Shen Ruoxi scoffed coldly, mercilessly stating, “What a fool for love! This is a war, risking his life over romance, truly somewhat contemptible!”

She felt indignant inside, suddenly wanting to destroy this small box to remove his attachment, but ultimately couldn’t bring herself to do it.

Nonetheless, she felt she had to give Jun Moling a stern warning.

“Is he lovesick? If it’s true love, he should propose marriage, why confuse priorities.” Shen Ruoxi scoffed coldly.

Qing Ning shook her head, “There are all sorts of rumors, some say the woman was a country girl, unworthy of status, others say the woman is already married, the Prince has no hope, only living with memories.

Some even say the woman might not be alive, making the Marshal so deeply attached.”

Shen Ruoxi found herself looking down on Jun Moling more and more, emphasizing family and national grudges, nearly losing his life for an object, where was the responsibility of a commander!

She recalled his delirious murmurs when unconscious and the words said when awake, realizing he mistook her for that girl, hence his talk of dreams? Hallucinations?

When Shen Ruoxi carried the small box to Jun Moling, Jun Moling had just finished relieving himself, cold sweat covering his forehead.

He hadn’t anticipated the greatest ordeal would be relieving himself.

Zhai Wen approached carrying six large bowls of medicinal soup, Jun Moling wore a look of distress, headaches abounded.

Despite his formidable strength, thinking of the earlier ordeal made his heart tremble.

“Teacher, can you ask if it’s possible to take it dry?” Jun Moling’s voice carried a trace of helplessness.

Just then, Shen Ruoxi happened to push the door open, hearing his words, she couldn’t help but say, “Marshal, do you intend to turn minor relief into major relief? Which do you think is more unbearable?”

Jun Moling’s expression changed, major relief? He dared not imagine.

“Better drink the medicine!” Jun Moling said helplessly.

Shen Ruoxi brought the medicinal bowl to his mouth.

Jun Moling looked at the blackened medicine before him, his brows tightly knit, seemingly reluctant in every way, but ultimately reached out, draining several bowls of medicine in one go.

Once the bitter medicinal liquid entered his stomach, Jun Moling only felt his mouth grow numb with bitterness.

At this moment, Shen Ruoxi coldly asked, “Marshal, how does that taste?”

Jun Moling wore a bitter smile: “Not great.”

Shen Ruoxi pursued further, “Will you remember this lesson in the future?”

Jun Moling was taken aback, smiling bitterly: “Naturally.”

He was the army’s commander, resolute and imposing, yet he hadn’t expected to be chastised by her this way.

However, without a trace of anger inside, he let those budding sentiments spread.

“Have you been looking for this the whole time?”

Shen Ruoxi raised the small box in her hand, asking with a chilly tone.

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