The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 390 - 389 Sending Warmth in the Military

Chapter 390: Chapter 389 Sending Warmth in the Military

"Yeah, the live stream is only within the military, not publicly available on the Star Network, which is convenient for the Fifth Legion to edit the promotional video later," Si Yuting put the towel casually into his pocket and reached his hand to Qu Tong’s back, "Let’s go, to the rest room."

In somewhere Qu Tong didn’t know about, the veterans in the military system who had been mocking the new recruits suddenly shifted their target with the camera.

Especially the soldiers from the First Legion were having a particularly lively discussion.

[Seriously, I was having fun trashing the newbies, and then I have to see this; it’s killing my vibe.]

[Don’t watch if you don’t like it. Our Grand Marshal is handsome, the lady is beautiful, easy on the eyes, much better to look at than the newbie stream.]

[Haha, with the lady standing there, she’s about to make all the newbies drool, dream on during the day, that’s your Grand Marshal’s woman.]

[I’m starting to drool too, but what I’m craving are the Energy Fruits and Vegetables from the lady. I’m certain her brother’s squad will get preferential treatment later.]

[I’m different, I want to eat the delicacies that the lady brought for the Grand Marshal. Is there a recipe? I’ll get my wife to bring it to me, too.]

[Who’s this idiot, get out of here! Showing off that you have a wife, right? Moderator! Where’s the moderator? Kick this jerk out!]

Most in the military are single. The soldier who had just spoken was attacked by the group and immediately capitulated, waving the white flag and not daring to draw more ire.

Everyone’s attention then returned to the live stream.

[Yo, look at the Grand Marshal, dripping with sweat on his forehead, but he has to wipe his precious wife’s face first.]

[The sweat towel, he can’t bear to throw it away, is the Grand Marshal planning to keep it as a collectible?]

[Couldn’t it just be that the Grand Marshal is being environmentally conscious and not littering?]

[You can gossip, but can you not be creepy, okay?]

...

In the rest room

Si Yuting, oblivious to this, was earnestly enjoying the lovingly prepared lunch his little wife had brought for him.

Apart from the fish soup, Qu Tong had also made a couple of light dishes.

Qu Tong casually surveyed the makeshift rest room. After Si Yuting finished eating, Qu Tong then asked, "Are you going to live here for three months?"

"No need, I just need to help lead for a month. Once the system is established, there’s no need for constant supervision," Si Yuting looked at Qu Tong, his gaze soft, "If you miss me, you can video call me. It’s too hot here, no need to come in person. If there’s no night patrol, I’m free after eight."

Qu Tong was stunned for two seconds.

Although she hadn’t missed Si Yuting much, she didn’t explain and instead whimsically played along, "Sure thing! Husband!"

Si Yuting’s eyes flickered, dangerously narrowing.

Qu Tong quickly changed the subject, asking about Xu An’s situation.

"He’s very good, with strong potential and a lot of room for improvement," was Si Yuting’s assessment.

Si Yuting didn’t make a habit of giving false praise, so if he spoke highly of someone, it meant Xu An really was outstanding.

Qu Tong was also very optimistic about Xu An.

He might not be the strongest, but he was the most hardworking.

He could practice a single movement countless times, just to reduce his vulnerabilities when sparring with her, even though it was of little use against the backdrop of a grade suppression.

In her memory, Xu An really didn’t seem cut out for the military.

Xu An was much leaner than the average man and had naturally fair skin that gave him the appearance of a pampered young master.

But since he started at the First Military Academy, Xu An had tanned to a healthy wheat color. His height and frame could not be changed, still not on par with the tall and bulky, but he had also built some genuine muscles.

After staying in the rest room for a while, Qu Tong went back to her place.

The soldiers watching the live stream guessed right; Si Yuting did bring Xu An quite a lot of Energy Liquid. To not stand out, he also brought Energy Fruit for all the new recruits in the row, and though each didn’t get much, it still evoked envy from the other rows.

Xu An’s squad cherished the Energy Fruits, deliberately rubbing them with their sleeves before eating, enjoying them under the envious gazes of others, finding them exceptionally delicious.

The Energy Fruits were tasty, but what mattered most was that others didn’t have them, only they were benefiting from their captain’s favor.

The situation with the Fifth Legion had basically stabilized, and the Lan Family henceforth fell into decline.

The excellent descendants of the Lan Family, two were in prison, one was dead, now only Lan Weiying remained.

Anybody could see, had it not been for elixirs sustaining them, the Lan Family would have ceased to exist long ago.

And all of this, began with the Lan Family offending one individual.

In the past, aristocratic families always warned their younger members never to offend the Alchemist Association.

Latterly, the elders in the family expressly instructed, even if they offended the Alchemist Association, they must never offend the Prince Consort.

Some families that had been on good terms with the Lan Family started to keep a low profile.

Lan Weiying, busy dealing with both external threats and internal strife in the Alchemist Association, simply had no time to bother Qu Tong anymore.

Her leave from the First Military Academy had already expired, and she still had not returned to school.

"If this continues, Lan Weiying’s chance for advancement in her studies is hopeless," old man Yuan gloated.

"Isn’t that just perfect," Qu Tong lifted her lips in a smile.

She was indeed delighted—it was sweet revenge for being eliminated in the mid-term cuts.

*

At this time, in the old Lan Family estate.

Lan Weiying came daily to report the situation in the Alchemist Association to Lan Jianghong.

In the fully equipped potion room, the household robot autonomously cleaned up the broken glass shards on the floor.

Lan Weiying furrowed her brows and walked past the area cleaned by the robot, asking softly, "Still no success?"

Lan Jianghong’s face was dark and grim, he said nothing.

Lately, not sure if it’s due to a poor state of mind or a regression in spiritual power, this month, he had succeeded with only one Special-grade elixir, wasting many precious medicinal materials.

The continuous failures made him increasingly irritable.

From Lan Jianghong’s attitude, Lan Weiying could infer the outcome but she couldn’t change anything, she could only counsel, "Grandpa, this kind of thing cannot be rushed. Didn’t we still have some Special-grade elixirs left from before?"

"Grandpa just needs to adjust his mindset. As long as grandpa stands firm, the Lan Family will not fall, there will always be a chance for a comeback."

Lan Jianghong, lacking the energy to concoct more elixirs, inquired about the Alchemist Association’s affairs.

Lan Weiying readily agreed to everything.

Lan Jianghong occasionally nodded, occasionally let out a cold sneer.

Lan Jianghong was fairly satisfied with Lan Weiying’s performance, but then he thought about how the plan to ambush Qu Tong was also her idea, which made him a bit irritable: "Didn’t you say Qu Tong was the easiest target?"

"I’m sorry, Grandpa, it was my oversight," Lan Weiying did not shirk her responsibility, "I am willing to accept punishment."

"Punishment? How to punish? Will punishing bring Xingrui back? Or regain the great authority of the Military Department?"

Lan Jianghong, overcome with anger, completely forgot that Lan Xingrui’s actions had been permitted by him.

Lan Weiying bowed her head, her emotions indiscernible.

But anger aside, Lan Weiying was now the Lan Family’s only hope. They couldn’t possibly expect him or Lan Yuanhui to have another child—that would truly be absurd.

"We can’t blame you entirely for this, no one knew Qu Tong was hiding so deep," Lan Jianghong soon calmed down, recalling the autopsy report of Lan Xingrui: "Looking at it this way, there may be hidden truths to Xingrui’s death."

"I also think it might have been Qu Tong’s doing," as Lan Weiying thought of this, a ruthless light flashed in her pale purple eyes.

But unfortunately, there was no evidence, and regardless of anything, the fact that Big Brother had a Mental Outburst was true, granting whoever took action immunity.

"How is it that old Yuan Hewen is so lucky to receive two apprentices who are both SSS-rank?" Lan Jianghong was filled with unwillingness, wishing he had taken Yuan Hewen’s life outright.

Who would have thought that initially, just to watch him struggle desperately and live a miserable life, ended up leaving such a huge problem for himself.

However, Lan Weiying latched onto a key piece of information and suddenly looked up.