noffsinger Chapter 337 A Petty Man
Chapter 337 A Petty Man
Tears welled in Xing Fuhua's eyes, her throat tightened, and her heart trembled slightly. Looking at Sikong Jin standing amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, she could no longer suppress the fervor and excitement in her heart. She quickly dismounted, opened her arms, and galloped towards Sikong Jin. Her graceful and beautiful figure, and the smile blooming on her stunningly beautiful face, captivated all the men present. However, they knew that their beautiful and noble princess was smiling only for Sikong Jin…
As they watched Xing Fuhua rush towards Sikong Jin, they spontaneously made way for her, their faces beaming with smiles, smiles full of blessings and joy!
Meanwhile, Sikong Jin was throwing Ge Su's head on the ground and signaling the soldiers beside her to put it away. She was about to turn around and give Feng Yang and the others an order to finish the job as quickly as possible when she suddenly sensed that something was wrong around her!
It's eerily quiet!
Everyone was looking at her with a very ambiguous expression!
Lady Sikong raised her eyebrows in surprise. Just as she was about to ask the soldiers around her why they were looking at her with such strange eyes, she faintly smelled a fragrant breeze coming from behind her. Before she could react, a soft body pressed against her from behind, and her waist tightened. She had been hugged from behind.
"Brother Jin!"
Xing Fuhua's gentle and pleasant voice came from behind, but it sounded like a demonic sound, startling Sikong Jin so much that she trembled. Cheers from the soldiers began to rise from all around.
"Give me a kiss, Lord Sikong!"
"Kiss me!"
"kiss!"
The soldiers began to tease them in an ambiguous way, watching with great anticipation the two people surrounded in the middle.
Sikong Jin felt a chill run down his spine, and a cold sweat broke out on his back. He quickly glared at the soldiers beside him, "Kiss my sister? If you keep talking nonsense, I'll steal your wife! If you want to kiss, go home and kiss her! You, and you, get out of here!"
As soon as Sikong Jin finished speaking, the people around her burst into laughter.
Looking down at the delicate hand wrapped around his waist, Sikong Jin could only pat his head in exasperation. "Your Highness, please put it here for now. This...this is a public place, it's not appropriate..."
“If I’m not afraid, what are you afraid of? Anyway, I’ve already spoken with my father. If we can get through this crisis at Hangu Pass safely, we’ll return to the capital and get married immediately…”
As Xing Fuhua spoke, she smiled and released Sikong Jin, then moved to stand in front of him. Seeing Sikong Jin's thin and pale face, which was almost unrecognizable, she couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in her heart. "Brother Jin, you've lost so much weight. You've had such a hard time these past few days. I knew you would come back and never abandon us."
Sikong Jin was at her wit's end. Helplessly, she rubbed her forehead and slapped herself on the head before she could speak with difficulty, "You are all my brothers and sisters, of course I will not abandon you, especially Your Highness. Protecting you and the Lord is my duty!"
Noticing Sikong Jin's polite yet distant tone, Xing Fuhua stiffened slightly, her starry eyes dimming somewhat. However, she held tightly to Sikong Jin's hand and silently lowered her head...
Seeing her looking like a timid wife, Lord Sikong felt a pang of pity and secretly cursed himself for his terrible mistake!
"Alright, it's still raining and quite cold, let's go back first."
As he spoke, he looked up at the gray sky, where cold winds and rain were still falling, sighed, then ripped the cloak off his shoulder and stuffed it into her arms. He wiped his face with his sleeve, then suddenly turned around and strode forward.
The sudden warmth shoved into her arms calmed Xing Fuhua down a bit. She looked down at the cloak in her arms, and after a while, she looked up at his figure walking forward. A happy smile suddenly appeared on her face. She draped the cloak over her back and followed him.
It turns out that Brother Jin is quite domineering and has a bit of a male chauvinist streak, but that's exactly what she likes about him. Even though he has a long face, the care he gives her warms her heart.
If Sikong Jin knew what Xing Fuhua was thinking right now, he might vomit blood!
"Lord Sikong!"
She had only taken a few steps forward when she suddenly heard Feng Yang's voice. Sikong Jin turned around and saw that Feng Yang was walking towards her. When he saw Xing Fuhua following behind Sikong Jin like a submissive wife, he gave Sikong Jin a complicated look, thought for a moment, and then said, "My lord, don't forget His Majesty... If His Majesty gets angry..."
Sikong Jin, of course, knew what Feng Yang meant. She glanced at him with a headache, then waved her hand and replied, "Don't worry, I'll handle this. This time, we owe a lot to your brothers from Great Zhou. First, arrange for them to pursue the routed enemy as quickly as possible. Some brothers will be responsible for cleaning up the battlefield. Let's have a grand victory celebration tonight!"
Feng Yang paused for a moment, then looked at Sikong Jin with some hesitation.
"Oh, Brother Feng, don't worry. My feelings for His Majesty are as clear as day and night. He has already completely won me over! I would never do anything to betray the great Emperor of the North! Please don't tell anyone about my relationship with His Majesty, please!"
Sikong Jin lowered her voice and whispered in Feng Yang's ear.
Feng Yang naturally knew about her affair with Di Beizun, so...
Feng Yang paused, then glanced at Xing Fuhua beside him, ignoring the deep, strange gaze cast by Ji Wuge who had already approached. After a moment's thought, he said, "Lord Sikong, His Majesty instructed me to tell you to behave yourself... otherwise... otherwise don't blame him for not giving you face..."
"Holy crap! What a petty man! So tasteless! Hua'er is one of our own, and she's a woman too!"
She understood that she shouldn't have too much contact with Tuoba Yu and Xi Fenglie, and she didn't have much of an opinion on that. But Xing Fuhua was a little woman, and she was also Sikong Jin's nominal fiancée, okay?
Sikong Jin frowned, glaring at Feng Yang with a displeased expression, as if she wanted to use him and then throw him away.
However, as if he had known Sikong Jin's thoughts all along, Feng Yang suddenly said in a low voice, "His Majesty said that if you dare to harbor any illusions, he wouldn't mind proposing marriage to the Sikong family immediately..."
"do not talk!"
Before Feng Yang could finish speaking, Lord Sikong raised his hand to stop him from continuing, his delicate face immediately darkening.