The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 170 - 169: Married, Do Not Cue

Chapter 170: Chapter 169: Married, Do Not Cue

"Captain, with your words, we can all rest easy," said the other soldiers excitedly.

Cheng Feng walked up to Qu Tong and touched the blue streaks in his hair, urging, "Sister-in-law, just go ahead and talk to him. The general will surely agree. If he doesn’t, I’ll lead the brothers in submitting a joint petition."

"Okay," Qu Tong laughed lightly behind her hand.

After resting, they had to continue training. Qu Tong, having nothing else to do, watched from the side.

Cheng Feng wasn’t idle either, running laps with his men, followed by hand-to-hand combat, along with trap setting, and field fortifications.

When the training was near its end, night had already fallen.

Wen You also returned with several dozen fighter jets.

Upon returning, she gave Qu Tong a big hug.

"Tong Tong, you seem to have grown taller," Wen You said as she let go, curiously sizing Qu Tong up and down.

Qu Tong rolled her eyes at Wen You, "I’m still young."

"Yes, yes, you’re young, I’m old. Call me ’sister’ and let me hear it," Wen You smiled mischievously, showing her teeth.

Qu Tong: "..."

"Hahaha!" Wen You laughed unrestrainedly, a rare sight to see Qu Tong at a loss.

Eventually, under Qu Tong’s icy glare, she covered her mouth.

Wen You summoned the soldiers she had brought back and had them line up.

Then, pulling Qu Tong over, she instructed her subordinates, "Go on, greet her!"

Together, the soldiers shouted energetically, "Madam!"

The subordinates Wen You brought back were all female soldiers whose voices were no softer than those of male soldiers.

"Hello everyone!" Qu Tong managed to say with a straight face, giving Wen You a glare. What kind of embarrassing situation was this?

Wen You waved her hands, telling everyone to stand at ease, and patting Qu Tong on the shoulder, she chuckled, "From now on, we’re all sisters, so don’t be scared."

Since they were all women and there were not that many of them, Qu Tong distributed some energy fruits among them.

Confronted with Qu Tong, who looked innocent and harmless, even the tomboyish women couldn’t help but soften their voices.

A group of them ate apples and green dates, chatting and laughing as they headed back to their dormitories.

This made the male soldiers on the other side green with envy.

If only their captain was as generous, they’d be the ones eating the energy fruits.

Receiving the resentful glances from his brothers, Cheng Feng bristled, "I’m a man, do you expect me to go and do the same as Major Wen? The boss would skin me alive!"

Fixing them with a glare and raising his fist, Cheng Feng barked, "Train properly! Dare to look at me with that kind of eyes again, and tonight I’ll give you extra drills."

The members of the Skywolf Team sheepishly averted their gazes.

*

After taking a shower, Qu Tong went for a walk with Wen You.

Si Yuting hadn’t come back yet, busy with something unknown.

The starry sky of Abel Star was different from that of Capital Star; there weren’t as many bright stars, and the heavens had a haziness to them.

It was hard to imagine that Wen You and the others would spend most of their time in such a remote place, training day after day. Maybe they would leave on missions, and when the Insect Clan attacked, they would defend against them.

Their psychic power spikes were dozens of times higher than that of normal people.

Whereas normal people might experience a spike every few years, Wen You and her team would have them every one or two years during periods of frequent invasions by the Insect Clan.

Wen You took her to the best spot to enjoy the view, which happened to have a patch of grass.

The night breeze lifted Qu Tong’s skirt hem, while Wen You wore simple work pants.

Wen You sat down on the grass, looking up at the sky, and asked, "How did you come to think of visiting us? Don’t tell me you really missed our boss."

Qu Tong laughed, "Not really, have you taken classes with Zhu Jidan?"

"Hahaha!" Wen You immediately burst into hearty laughter, catching on.

"And here I thought you were a studious student," Wen You said, giving Qu Tong a sideways glance.

Qu Tong’s expression was indifferent, and she never said such a thing.

In her past and present lives, she never attended classes formally, but at an age when other kids were still playing and laughing, she was forced to learn a lot.

Even later on, whenever she needed to understand something, she relied on her powerful memory to teach herself.

The content Zhu Jidan lectured on, she could remember in a few minutes by reading, but listening to him recite it with all the intonation, that was truly painful.

As they chatted about everything under the sun, their relationship quietly grew closer.

Actually, she hadn’t known Wen You for very long, and the number of times they’d met could be counted on one hand, but unexpectedly, they clicked well.

Perhaps it was because of Shengsheng at first, but Wen You herself was also quite to her liking.

"Why is your online name Wen Yisheng?"

Wen You tilted her head, and it was possible to see an unexplained light in Qu Tong’s eyes.

"No reason, just thought the name sounded nice."

Qu Tong smiled, that was rather coincidental.

Wen You moved closer to Qu Tong and asked mysteriously, "Tong Tong, how are you planning to spend the next few days?"

Qu Tong looked back blankly, "How can I spend them?"

"Don’t pretend!" Wen You smacked Qu Tong with disdain, and gossiped, "Now that you’re here, don’t you plan to do something about our boss?"

"What can I do? Don’t let your imagination run wild."

One Si Yuting, one Wen You.

Is this how they see her?

She was just a weak girl, what could she possibly do to the Empire War God, SSS Admiral?

Seeing the diminished interest on Qu Tong’s face, Wen You said suspiciously, "Don’t tell me you don’t like our boss?"

Wen You looked regretful, "Not to brag, but a man like our boss, finding him is a stroke of luck."

Qu Tong glanced at Wen You indifferently, "Men only affect the speed at which I draw my gun."

Wen You: "..."

"Cut it out, that’s totally unrelated."

"It’s as ridiculous as the ancient Blue Star era, when a kingdom fell and they pinned the name of disaster on women."

"Besides, our boss is also quite good with a gun, maybe he can show you some time."

Qu Tong nodded in agreement, that was indeed true.

"So now what?" Wen You stared at Qu Tong, poised and composed.

Qu Tong twirled a lock of hair in front of her chest, her voice low and slow, "Don’t know, I guess I have a good impression, but we are legally married, it’s normal to like one’s own husband, right?"

Wen You immediately got excited, "Want me to teach you a few tricks?"

Qu Tong raised an eyebrow, "You seem to know a lot? How many boyfriends have you had?"

"Cough!" Wen You’s face instantly turned red with a choke, her embarrassment was obvious, and she tried to cover up, "

"Although I don’t have experience, I’m still 10 years older than you; I must know more."

Qu Tong "tsked" with clear disdain in her eyes, "Don’t give bad advice when you’re single, lest you lead me astray."

Listening to her confident tone, one would think she was experienced, but she turned out to be just as clueless.

As for the age, combined from both her lives, she was barely two years older than herself.

Wen You snorted coldly, her pride showing, "Ignore the advice of the elders, and you will suffer it right before your eyes."

Qu Tong turned her head and sized up Wen You, "You’re 28 and still without a partner, do you have some special preference?"

After speaking, she even pretended to be on guard, as if afraid Wen You might make a move on her.

Wen You laughed in surprise, and quickly caught Qu Tong’s neck, grinding her teeth, "You’ve actually got it right, I like soft and fragrant young girls like you."

"Sorry, I’m married, do not cue."

Qu Tong stretched out her hand to push away.