General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming - Chapter 1421

Chapter 1421: Background

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The Wei Manor fell into a deep sleep.

Old Matriarch Wei lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Nanny Li came to the bed and gently lifted the curtain. “Old Madam, are you feeling unwell?”

Old Matriarch Wei sighed. “No, I was thinking about something and couldn’t sleep.”

Nanny Li pulled the hook over and hung the curtain. She helped Old Matriarch Wei sit up. “The Duke, Young Madam, and Young Master are all back. What else do you have to worry about? Could it be the Heir and Madam?”

Thinking of her eldest grandson and eldest grandson’s wife, Old Matriarch Wei could not help but sigh again. “Eldest doesn’t mean what he says. He misses Feifeng, but his words are unpleasant. He’s not like his glib-tongued brothers at all. I’m afraid he won’t be able to keep Feifeng.”

Nanny Li smiled. “Aren’t there the children? If he can’t keep her, Xiyue, Dahu, and the others can. Speaking of which, Madam Heir likes children so much. If only she could have her own children.”

At the mention of this, Old Matriarch Wei was furious. “Hmph, it’s all because Eldest is disappointing!”

After a pause, Old Matriarch Wei asked, “Has the venison soup been stewed tonight?”

“I stewed it and sent it over.”

Nanny Li said.

Old Matriarch Wei said, “Give him another bowl!”

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Nanny Li hesitated and said, “It’s so late… I’m afraid the Heir has rested, right?”

Old Matriarch Wei said, “He sleeps on the floor. It would be strange if he could sleep.”

Nanny Li said, “I don’t think so…”

Old Matriarch Wei snorted. “How can I not know the grandson I raised? It’s already good enough that Feifeng didn’t chase him out! He deserves it. Who asked him to treat Feifeng like that back then!”

Nanny Li smiled awkwardly. Good luck. Heir, your biological grandmother won’t spoil you this time.

–

In the room, Chu Feifeng and the Ghostfear lay on their respective beds.

Just as Old Matriarch Wei had expected, Chu Feifeng slept on the bed while Ghostfear slept on the floor.

The mansion next door had been holding a joyous occasion for the past few days. They had invited an opera troupe to sing and did not stop at night.

It was unknown if the Ghostfear was disturbed by the troupe or if the floor was uncomfortable, but he could not fall asleep.

He glanced at the closed curtain a few times and finally mustered his courage. He coughed lightly and asked, “Feifeng, are you asleep?”

Chu Feifeng said, “No.”

Ghostfear: “Can’t you sleep?”

Chu Feifeng said, “No.”

The Ghostfear opened his mouth, not knowing how to continue.

He was not like Second Brother who was good at dancing, nor was he like Little Six who was straightforward, nor was he as thick-skinned as Little Seven.

He was looking for a topic for a long time and was about to say, “This side is hard. Can I push my mat closer to the bed?”

Perhaps it was because he was nervous, but the moment she opened her mouth, he said, “Feifeng, can I sleep on the bed?”

His entire face turned red.

“Um… I…”

Chu Feifeng said, “Come up.”

“Yes?”

The Ghostfear was stunned.

He almost suspected that he had heard wrongly.

Did Feifeng… agree for him to sleep on the bed herself?

He would be a fool to continue holding it!

Without a word, the Ghostfear jumped onto the bed with the pillow at lightning speed.

“Fei…”

Just as he was about to speak excitedly, a sloppy voice sounded casually. “You’re here, Brother?”

Ghostfear’s expression froze and it immediately focused.

Xiaohu lay beside Chu Feifeng with his hands behind his head. He crossed his legs leisurely, looking like he was asking for a beating.

The Ghostfear’s pupils trembled. “Why is he here?”

Chu Feifeng said, “Xiaohu will sleep with me tonight.”

The Ghostfear was speechless.

–

Yun Shuang woke up halfway.

She subconsciously pushed open the door and went to the courtyard next door.

However, she only saw Jiang Guanchao in the courtyard and did not see Wei Xiaobao.

Only then did she remember that Wei Xiaobao was with Su Xiaoxiao tonight.

Indeed, habit was a terrifying thing.

Jiang Guanchao said, “The child isn’t here.”

Yun Shuang said, “Yes.”

Jiang Guanchao held his wine glass and glanced at her. “What’s the matter?”

Yun Shuang hesitated and looked at him deeply. After a while, she asked, “I do have a question for you.”

Jiang Guanchao said, “Speak.”

Yun Shuang looked at him sincerely. “Can you spar with me?”

Jiang Guanchao was speechless.

Yun Shuang said, “If you can’t, pretend I didn’t say anything.”

Jiang Guanchao said, “I’ll give you three moves.”

Yun Shuang said, “No need.”

Yun Shuang said, “No need.”

Yun Shuang’s raised her diaphrapm. “Alliance Master Jiang, please enlighten me!”

The two of them jumped onto the roof. The full moon and starlight reflected each other, one purple and one black, like a lotus immortal and a demon emperor.

The two of them fought dozens of times and were evenly matched.

Jiang Guanchao’s internal strength had improved a lot, but Yun Shuang often sparred with Wei Xu on Thousand Mountain Island and improved at lightning speed.

Tonight, there was no Hundred Flowers Palace and the Assassin Alliance, nor was there any grudge between Palace Lord Yun and Alliance Master Jiang.

Some were only formed by two Great Daos at the peak of martial arts.

The two of them fought to their hearts’ content.

Yun Shuang impressed Jiang Guanchao.

Jiang Guanchao also surprised Yun Shuang.

Yun Shuang took another move and grabbed his hand bone. “Alliance Master Jiang, there’s no need to hold back.”

Jiang Guanchao said, “I don’t bully women.”

Yun Shuang said, “Then you look down on women!”

With that, she slapped his chest.

The powerful internal force shook Jiang Guanchao’s meridians, and even his diaphragm was shaken.

Jiang Guanchao looked at her deeply and turned his fist into a palm, hitting her shoulder.

Boom!

The two powerful internal forces collided like boulders, and the two of them separated at the first contact.

Yun Shuang took five steps back.

Jiang Guanchao took three steps back.

Jiang Guanchao flicked his wide sleeve and placed his hands behind his back. “Palace Lord Yun, good martial arts.”

Yun Shuang said, “I still lost to you. The number one expert of Thousand Mountain Island lives up to his reputation.”

Jiang Guanchao untied the wine bag at his waist and threw it to her. He flew down from the roof and brought up the pot of strong wine.

The two of them sat down on the roof and looked at the dazzling river of stars.

Yun Shuang did not put on airs. She raised her head and drank it all in one go. “Is there anything else?”

Jiang Guanchao handed her his wine pot.

Yun Shuang took it and frowned. “Don’t you have a wine jar?”

Jiang Guanchao said calmly, “I’ve finished it all. That’s all.”

Yun Shuang nodded and did not drink anymore. Instead, she tasted it in small mouthfuls, afraid that it would be gone in an instant.

Jiang Guanchao looked at her strangely. “How did you end up liking Ji Minglou back then?”

Yun Shuang said, “My martial arts weren’t so good back then.”

Jiang Guanchao added, “Your eyesight isn’t good either.”

Yun Shuang took a sip of wine. “He didn’t do anything wrong. If it were you, you might be like him.”

Jiang Guanchao said, “I don’t have a sister.”

Yun Shuang looked at him. “Then do you have other brothers?”

Jiang Guanchao said, “No.”

“Where are your parents?” Yun Shuang asked again.

“I don’t have parents,” Jiang Guanchao said coldly.

Yun Shuang was puzzled. “An orphan… Isn’t it rumored on the island that you’re a descendant of the Jiang family? Could it be… that your master fabricated an identity for you?”

Jiang Guanchao did not admit or deny it.