The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 134 - 133: Matchday 19, Time to Hug

Chapter 134: Chapter 133: Matchday 19, Time to Hug

"Use this." Qu Tong handed over a box of hemostatic powder bought from the military hospital.

Si Yuting glanced at the label on the medicine box, took it, and sprinkled it on the wound, which finally stopped the bleeding.

Si Yuting frowned in confusion, a flash of an image crossing his mind, but his hands did not stop wrapping the bandage around Qu Tong.

With her head down, Qu Tong could see the dignified Prince Yuting seriously dressing her wound; his normally sharp and cold features now inexplicably softened, giving her the feeling of a deity descending to the mortal realm, within reach.

Si Yuting’s profile was exceptionally lethal.

The leg experienced Si Yuting’s touch, slightly rough yet gentle, making Qu Tong’s heart beat to the rhythm of Si Yuting’s.

It was only when Si Yuting said, "It’s done," that Qu Tong came back to her senses.

Reflecting on her recent daze, Qu Tong thought casually...

It probably wasn’t such a bad thing.

Qu Tong looked up at Si Yuting and suddenly smiled, then extended her hands.

Si Yuting pursed his lips, looked at Qu Tong for a moment, and then bent down to pick her up.

The sudden change in perspective made Qu Tong involuntarily twitch her mouth.

This manner of holding...

Considering the significant height difference, it was more like holding a daughter...

Well, the Empire War God is deigning to carry her; what is there to nitpick?

As her gaze shifted, Qu Tong wrapped her arms around Si Yuting’s neck and exhaled gently on his neck, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Si Yuting abruptly stopped, his brows tightly furrowed.

"Qu Tong."

For the first time, Si Yuting seriously called Qu Tong by her full name, his voice cold and stern, with a slight rigidity underneath.

"Turn your head away."

"No~"

A muffled, sultry voice came from her neck, carrying a teasing tone that tingled the listener’s ears.

Si Yuting was enveloped by a strange feeling, not entirely averse, but very unaccustomed.

As Si Yuting contemplated whether to put her down, Wen You and Cheng Feng finished arranging their people and came over.

"Boss, sister-in-law’s weapon."

Cheng Feng presented the whip that had broken into two pieces.

Qu Tong turned her head from Si Yuting’s shoulder, took the Qingmu back into the space button, and thanked them.

"Thank you."

"Don’t mention it. I really didn’t expect sister-in-law to be so skillful, you truly dazzled us," Cheng Feng said with a grin, not stingy with praise.

"Tong Tong, you really are my good sister, so handsome," Wen You chimed in, not forgetting to offer her hand to Qu Tong.

Qu Tong smiled and gave Wen You a high-five with her right hand.

"Do you all have something more to do?" Si Yuting interjected in a cold voice.

"No, no more," Wen You stuck out her tongue and made faces at Qu Tong.

"The competition is starting earlier, go back and rearrange the deployment, and send me the deployment plans and shift schedules before tonight," Si Yuting instructed expressionlessly.

"Understood," Cheng Feng and Wen You saluted in unison.

Si Yuting looked around at the scene; the students had already been divided into two groups and were orderly boarding their respective spaceships under the guidance of the instructors.

Si Yuting also boarded his own spacecraft with Qu Tong.

During the journey, Si Yuting said, "Your whip, when we get back, you can have Uncle Chi take it for repair; he knows which place is more professional."

"No need, it’s not anything valuable. I have several spares," Qu Tong declined.

Seeing that Qu Tong was indifferent, Si Yuting didn’t say more.

After placing her on the bed in the rest area, he said:

"Once the results of the Bai Family’s Mecha inspection come out, I’ll have the Empress Dowager apply for an internal testing quota for you. Don’t do such dangerous things again."

"Understood," Qu Tong blinked her almond-shaped eyes and obediently responded.

Si Yuting watched Qu Tong’s obedient and sweet smile, so different from her usual sharp decisiveness, and thought the two sides didn’t match at all.

"Your martial prowess..." Si Yuting began, but then felt it was inappropriate for the moment.

He looked at Qu Tong with a complex expression, and his tone slowed as he said, "Rest."

Without waiting for Qu Tong to reply, he left.

Qu Tong gazed at Si Yuting’s retreating back, really appreciating his nature of not prying into things, whether it was out of respect or simply not caring.

Qu Tong knew that her performance this time would arouse suspicions from many, but wasn’t she backed by the Qu Family?

She knew she couldn’t always clothe herself in weakness, nor did she feel the need to explain anything to others.

As for Si Yuting, perhaps when the time was right, she might divulge a little.

Let’s see how things go~

Qu Tong pulled over the blanket and closed her eyes in deep sleep.

The high physical exertion of the day, even with spiritual power to aid relief, still left her feeling somewhat tired.

One may not feel anything while being tense for a long period, but once they relaxed, sleepiness would sweep over them like an avalanche.

Si Yuting’s aircraft departed ahead of the others, heading for the teaching base.

Principal Wei, looking up at the sky: "..."

So this is called ’coming without going back’?

*

When Qu Tong awoke again, she found herself lying in an enclosed container.

Her pupils abruptly constricted, and a cold light flashed sharply in her eyes.

The Special Ability she had subconsciously concentrated in her hands dissipated when she saw Si Yuting’s jacket on the chair beside her.

Only then did Qu Tong take a good look at where she was lying.

It appeared to be a Healing Chamber, much higher-grade than the one at the Qu Family’s.

She moved her foot and felt no pain.

The Healing Chamber detected Qu Tong’s movement, and the glass cover automatically retracted.

Qu Tong sat up, feeling considerably more relaxed throughout her body.

Had she slept so deeply that she hadn’t woken up even when she was moved from the aircraft?

Qu Tong checked the time; it was 9 p.m.

She wondered how the earlier matter had been handled.

Qu Tong got up, preparing to go out and check.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw the soldier standing upright at the doorway.

Upon seeing Qu Tong, the soldier didn’t show surprise and saluted her, saying, "Madam, you’re awake. The General is still in a meeting."

"Do you know how much longer it will be?" Qu Tong asked.

"I’m not sure about that," the soldier scratched his head, looking somewhat naive.

Qu Tong thought for a moment and asked again, "Can you point me in the direction of my quarters, then?"

"I can, but while you were asleep, your school principal came looking for you. He asked you to wait for him once you woke up, as he has something to discuss with you. Do you still want to go back first?"

"There’s no need to refer to me so respectfully; it sounds uncomfortable. I’ll just sit here for a while." Qu Tong thought her quarters were probably far from here and didn’t feel like making the round trip.

"Alright then." Seeing Qu Tong’s friendly demeanor, the soldier smiled broadly as well.

Then Qu Tong found a stool to sit on and waved to the soldiers standing not far away.

Qu Tong took out the last box of apples (two of them) from her space and handed them to the soldier.

"Thanks, Madam," said the soldier, not making a fuss, with a sincere smile.

Ever since the time on Liuluo Star when Major Cheng shared some fruit, which soldier in their team didn’t look forward to Madam General’s feeding sessions?

Qu Tong then began to inquire about Si Yuting’s situation.

"Is the General harsh when he trains you?"

The soldier was very agreeable and started chatting with Qu Tong right away.

"Although the General is very strict during training, he’s good to his subordinates."

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