Chapter 8: The Soft and Beautiful Songstress vs. The Strong and Sturdy General

After Wei Chenheng helped her get dressed properly, he stood up to tidy himself.

When she looked up, she saw the marks left on the man’s strong back—scratches of varying depths, both new and old.

Noticing her gaze, he put on his clothes and turned to ask, “What are you looking at?”

Ning Wanguan quickly lowered her head and shook it, “Nothing.”

Saying anything would only give him another chance to tease her, so she focused on her hands, realizing her nails needed a trim.

Inside the carriage, there was a sense of affection, while outside, the wind and dust swirled.

Before long, the carriage arrived at the post station. The servants were busy replenishing supplies and watering the horses, while Wei Chenheng took Ning Wanguan to buy some food. Her appetite was small, and she was full after just a few bites of pastry.

Once the team had restocked their provisions, they prepared to set off again.

According to the original schedule, they could reach the northern border in just over two months with a fast horse. However, with Ning Wanguan along, Wei Chenheng didn’t want her to be too fatigued, so he planned to take it slower, aiming for a journey of about three months.

Fortunately, his army had already been arranged to have the deputy general lead the way, allowing them to arrive at the border a month ahead of him.

Now, his small group was disguised as traveling merchants.

Considering the long journey and the many men around him, Wei Chenheng decided to dress her as his personal servant for convenience.

As for what kind of business he was planning, he couldn’t help but smile meaningfully. In just a few days, this little woman had already become indispensable to him.

Even watching her eat dry rations stirred various wicked thoughts in his mind.

What a temptress!

He sighed deeply, feeling both helpless and amused.

In the afternoon, the caravan continued on their way. Due to exhaustion, Ning Wanguan collapsed in Wei Chenheng’s arms and fell asleep. Seeing her sleep so sweetly, he couldn’t bear to disturb her and closed his eyes to rest for a while as well.

By nightfall, the caravan stopped at an inn to rest.

After arranging everyone, he carried Ning Wanguan to a guest room and settled down.

After sleeping all afternoon, Ning Wanguan was full of energy after dinner.

Seeing her so lively, he asked, “Want to play a bit?”

?

This was familiar to her.

The girl giggled, “What does husband want to play?”

“Anything you want to play?”

Her cheeks flushed as she shyly nodded.

He raised an eyebrow, pretending to be troubled, “What kind of things does Wanwan like?”

“I like this kind.” Ning Wanguan smiled charmingly, “But if I play with husband, what benefits will I get?”

His gaze darkened as he held her chin, teasingly saying, “I can make you feel as happy as a fairy. Does she want such benefits?”

She exhaled softly, “What kind of comfort do you mean?”

He lowered his head and gently kissed her cheek.

She was speechless.

Her face turned bright red.

Ning Wanguan playfully pushed him, “No!”

He grabbed her mischievous little hand, kissed it, and his eyes glinted, “No what?”

He was really getting addicted to this.

Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she looked up at him.

The man’s hands were calloused as he gently stroked her tender little face, every inch he touched felt cool.

“How about Wanwan helps me put out this fire?”

Ning Wanguan didn’t expect the seemingly icy man in public to be so flirtatious in private.

She bit her lip and complied with his request.

The man’s black eyes narrowed slightly, the veins on the back of his tightly clenched hand stood out as he restrained himself…

…

Outside the guest room, the waiter brought in food and was about to knock on the door when he heard sounds from inside that made his face flush and heart race.

The waiter swallowed hard, recalling the tall and strong man in this room and his petite, beautiful wife, unable to resist letting his imagination wander.

…

By midnight, the waiter still hadn’t been able to deliver the food into the guest room.

Until dawn, the guests had already packed up and were ready to continue their journey.

Wei Chenheng thought it was inconvenient for her to travel in women’s clothing, so he took her to buy a few sets of simple men’s clothes in the small town, dressing her up like a scholar’s attendant.

Even in plain coarse linen, she looked excessively pretty, adding a unique charm.

Ning Wanguan performed a little bow, her playful face full of spirit, “Young Master, I greet you.”

He reached out to touch her soft hair, his eyes filled with affection.

After Ah Sheng had settled everything, the caravan set off again. Ning Wanguan sat inside the carriage, feeling bored, so she lifted the curtain and gazed at the beautiful scenery outside.

The caravan passed through a bamboo forest, and ahead, the rolling hills presented a dense array of peaks and valleys, suddenly opening up to a magnificent view.

Not far away, two round mountains stood proudly side by side, pointing towards the blue sky, looking quite interesting.

“These two mountains connected together look a bit like two big buns placed side by side.”

Wei Chenheng followed her gaze and said, “These are the Twin Peaks.”

“Twin Peaks,” Ning Wanguan thought the name was quite amusing. “These two mountains look exactly the same, round and plump; the name ‘Twin Peaks’ fits well.”

Wei Chenheng looked at her with a smile.

Ning Wanguan asked, “If I were to give birth to twins, would you be happy, husband?”

Wei Chenheng was taken aback for a moment, then quickly nodded, saying, “As long as they are your children, I will like them.”

“Really?”

He paused, making a difficult expression, “But I actually prefer daughters, especially if they look like you.”

“What if they look like you?”

Hearing her say this, he seriously thought for a moment and regretfully said, “If they look like me, that would be a shame; Wanwan is prettier.”

Ning Wanguan chuckled, what a lovesick fool.

After a whole day of travel, the caravan was nearing sunset. Ah Sheng asked from outside the carriage, “Young Master, it will be dark soon. We won’t be able to leave this mountain today; we need to find a safe place to camp.”

Wei Chenheng pondered and said, “I remember there’s a dilapidated temple ahead; let’s camp there.”

“Understood!”

The caravan finally settled at a run-down temple at the foot of the Twin Peaks. On the surface, their group looked like the servants of merchants, but in reality, they were all top-notch experts, loyal companions who had fought alongside Wei Chenheng.

Some started a fire, some fed the horses, and some had already gone out hunting, returning shortly with a wild boar.

Ning Wanguan saw this for the first time. The servant skillfully handled the wild boar and began roasting it over the fire.

Before long, the aroma of meat wafted through the air.