The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 277 - 276: His Ali, Not a Delicate Flower

Chapter 277: Chapter 276: His Ali, Not a Delicate Flower

Of course, in the end, Feng Haoran led his younger brothers and joined forces with the undercover Fei Wenyang to rescue Wen Qing, who had been tortured beyond recognition. It was a cause for universal celebration.

When Wen Qing was finally carried away, his eyes held a look that could only be forged through aeons of deep-seated hatred.

As the audience dispersed, Qu Tong felt a very uncomfortable gaze upon her.

Glancing back coldly, she saw a man dressed in dark green military uniform sitting a short distance behind and to the side of them.

After brief contemplation, it was easy for her to guess his identity.

The commander of the Fifth Legion, Lan Xingrui.

Lan Xingrui bore a resemblance to Lan Xingye, but lacked Lan Xingye’s refined appeal that women liked. He looked somewhat fierce, with a sallow complexion.

Qu Tong withdrew her gaze and asked Si Yuting beside her, "Why isn’t the Fifth Legion participating in the drill?"

Si Yuting’s cold eyes glanced in Lan Xingrui’s direction, and Lan Xingrui promptly averted his gaze.

"For this return to Capital Star, only Commander Lan and a dozen of his men came. Commander Lan injured his arm during training recently and applied for exemption."

"Oh," Qu Tong nodded, a sharp meaning flashing through her eyes.

"Let’s go," Si Yuting said, his large palm enveloping Qu Tong’s hand, "Are we still going for afternoon tea? If not, I’ll speak to the Empress Mother."

"Sister Tong! His Excellency the God of War!"

Just as Qu Tong was about to reply, she was interrupted by shouts from Fei Wenxing and Cheng Yao down in the stands.

Standing beside them were the ethereal Rong siblings.

"Your Excellency, I’ll go say hello," Qu Tong raised her hand as a signal.

"Let’s go together," Si Yuting did not let go.

"Okay."

After exchanging greetings with the others, Si Yuting just acknowledged them with a detached hum.

Following a brief chat, Qu Tong took out a Langa Los that she had brought back earlier from her Space Button and handed it to Rong Yueqing.

"Wow! So beautiful, thank you, Consort of the Prince," Rong Yueqing exclaimed with delight.

"You’re welcome," Qu Tong said with a soft smile.

Si Yuting glanced indifferently at the flower in Rong Yueqing’s hand and then looked sideways at Qu Tong.

Qu Tong raised an eyebrow in response, and Si Yuting said nothing more, withdrawing his gaze.

Qu Tong felt baffled and turned her attention to the equally silent Rong Chengjue, hinting, "Crown Prince, how is your injury?"

Rong Chengjue wickedly curved one corner of his lips, "It’s not better."

Qu Tong: "..."

Why won’t he play along?

Didn’t he willingly transfer money to her before? She had been mistaken to trust his character.

She must be more cautious from now on.

Hearing this, Si Yuting’s cold gaze shifted to Rong Chengjue: "The Crown Prince is injured?"

Rong Chengjue suppressed the corner of his mouth from curling up further, his gaze flicking past their interlocked hands beneath the sleeves: "A Mental Outburst."

Si Yuting nodded and no more was said.

*

Qu Tong went to the Empress and Crown Princess Consort for afternoon tea, while Si Yuting went to have tea with the Crown Prince.

Qu Tong presented them with osmanthus-scented red tea she had picked and dried herself.

The gift wasn’t expensive, but it was the thought that counted.

Besides, with the influence of her Special Ability, it couldn’t be anything less than exceptional.

By the time she returned home, it was already evening.

Xuan Ping was waiting at the door, handing over an item: "Madam, your live streaming orb."

Qu Tong took it and casually placed it in her Space Button: "How did Qu Wanwan fare afterwards?"

Xuan Ping replied straightforwardly, "She fainted and was taken away by her bodyguards."

It seemed she must have been extremely angry; she had said not to let her temper flare, but she wouldn’t listen.

Well, that served her right.

Indeed, it was Qu Tong who had the foresight.

No one could deceive her.

The sight of Qu Tong delighting in another’s misfortune appeared somewhat cute to Si Yuting who was watching.

-

Qu Tong finished bathing early and waited for Si Yuting in his room.

Sitting in the office chair, she casually fiddled with a large bouquet of roses on the desk.

The bathroom door swung open, and out stepped Si Yuting, neatly dressed amid the misty water light.

Qu Tong turned around, her gaze scanning him up and down before she crooked her finger at him, "Your Excellency, let me tell you a secret."

Si Yuting lowered his eyes and looked at Qu Tong for a while, then approached and leaned in to listen.

Qu Tong’s red lips parted slightly, "Sleeping without clothes on is more comfortable, you know."

Si Yuting: "..."

Qu Tong watched as a subtle blush crept up the roots of Si Yuting’s ears and chuckled gleefully.

Si Yuting helplessly looked at his carefree little wife, genuinely clueless as to how she came up with these flirtatious remarks on the fly.

Qu Tong, not content with just laughing, couldn’t resist teasing him further, "Your Excellency, you don’t need to bathe as if you’re guarding against a major thief every time; what can I possibly do?"

Qu Tong answered her own question, "I can’t do anything."

"It’s a habit," Si Yuting replied as he arranged the towel, providing an answer.

Qu Tong, bored, propped her chin on her hands, "When will Your Excellency be going back this time?"

"Tomorrow."

Si Yuting turned his head, pulled Qu Tong’s hand, took a seat himself, and then pulled Qu Tong into his embrace.

"Ah! Really... mmm..."

Qu Tong wanted to say it was really a pity.

Well, best to stick out her tongue first.

Si Yuting tensed...

After Qu Tong had her fill, she started to pull back when she felt a tightness at the back of her head; no sooner had their lips parted than Si Yuting chased after to continue the kiss.

Wow!

After a long while, Si Yuting finally released Qu Tong and rested his chin lightly on the top of her head, his voice hoarse with restrained emotion, "I’ll come back whenever I have holidays from now on."

"Okay."

Si Yuting observed Qu Tong’s reaction, his brow furrowing slightly as she didn’t seem very thrilled.

Qu Tong caught Si Yuting’s gaze and burst into laughter,

"Your Excellency need not worry so; I’m not unreasonable. I understand the importance of your work, and this is just fine."

"If Your Excellency really feels like you’ve neglected me, perhaps consider my earlier suggestion, or just let me touch your abs more often."

Qu Tong’s fingers traced circles over Si Yuting’s chest through his clothes, her eyes sparkling with eager anticipation.

Si Yuting: "..."

But, Qu Tong still did not touch him that night, fearing it would be hard for him.

Qu Tong’s thoughtfulness, however, left Si Yuting somewhat sleepless.

Come morning, Si Yuting stood by the bed, staring at the big white goose in Qu Tong’s arms for several seconds.

Qu Tong didn’t ask Si Yuting when he’d be leaving, so she got up relatively early.

And made breakfast to boot.

During the meal, Si Yuting brought up the matter of the Spiritual Essence Potion.

Which caused Qu Tong to accidentally choke on her porridge.

Si Yuting hurried over to pat her back, his voice soft and sighing, "I wasn’t speaking about you, just wanted to say thank you."

Qu Tong glared at Si Yuting.

Si Yuting took it all in stride and produced a card from the Space Button, handing it to Qu Tong, "It’s from the Emperor; keep it."

Qu Tong took it and saw, a special pass?

She looked at Si Yuting.

"Do you want to go to Abel Star?" Si Yuting asked.

"Ah?"

Qu Tong was a bit lost, trying to catch up with Si Yuting’s rapid change of topics.

She tilted her head, organizing her thoughts, and guessed that the Emperor had given her free access to the military forces.

"Do you want me to go?" Qu Tong asked with a smile in her eyes, gazing tenderly at Si Yuting.

Si Yuting honestly nodded; previously, he might have been worried about her safety.

But his Ali was no shrinking violet, she was more like a formidable, bite-worthy rose.

"Then I’ll go, but I probably won’t stay long."

"Okay," Si Yuting stood up. "I’ll go upstairs to get some things."

Qu Tong noticed Si Yuting’s glance just now and looked towards the only flowerbed in the yard, indeed seeing two sneaky heads poking out.

One was undoubtedly Butler Chi, and the other, Cheng Feng’s.

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