Ning Wanwan felt the current plot had spiraled out of control. Originally, she held the absolute advantage to conquer Wei Chenheng.
But now the situation had reversed—Wei Chenheng bullied her every single day.
Moreover, he did so regardless of location or occasion.
Was this really the same abstinent and indifferent Ever-Victorious General?
Why was this completely different from what was promised?
After being thoroughly worn out by Wei Chenheng, Ning Wanwan lay exhausted in his arms. Forget discussing local customs with A Sheng now—she didn’t even want to lift her eyelids.
She lazily pretended to sleep in Wei Chenheng’s embrace.
In her mind, she had already summoned the system.
Ning Wanwan: 【Tongzi! Get out here!】
System: 【Here I am, Host!】
Ning Wanwan: 【I took the Fertility Pill, and with our… diligence these past few days, I should be pregnant by now, right?】
System: 【Host, diligent is an understatement! You’ve been excessive! You need to exercise restraint, Host!】
Ning Wanwan blushed and snapped back: 【Was it my choice? As the system, can’t you control Wei Chenheng? He’s the one who keeps initiating!】
System: 【Ahem, young people!】
Ning Wanwan: 【Forget it, let’s focus on business. Aside from conceiving a child, during this journey to the border, is Wei Chenheng going to encounter misfortune?】
System: 【Yes. At best, he’ll suffer serious injuries; at worst, he’ll lose his life.】
Ning Wanwan: 【If he dies, doesn’t that mean my mission fails?】
System: 【Correct.】
Ning Wanwan felt troubled. 【Tongzi, are you setting me up? You’re not expecting me to replace him on the battlefield, are you?】
System: 【You can prevent the tragedy. Anyway, the child can’t be without a father, you can’t lose your… marital bliss, Wei Manor can’t be without Young Master Wei, and Great Jin can’t be without General Wei. Host, for the sake of your happiness, do your best!】
Ning Wanwan: 【？？？？？First you want me to have a baby, now you want me to handle this too? Modern women are way too busy!】
Ning Wanwan chatted with the system until she dozed off again. When she woke up, it was already afternoon, and the carriage had gradually come to a stop.
The group found a resting spot to eat some dry rations and take a break.
After lunch, seeing Ning Wanwan full of energy, Wei Chenheng whistled to summon a horse, pulled her onto the saddle, and galloped deep into the mountain forest.
The horse sped along at a breakneck pace, frightening Ning Wanwan until her face turned pale. She gripped the reins tightly, terrified of being thrown off.
Compared to last night’s ride, the horse now raced as if its life depended on it.
She screamed, “Wei! Chen! Heng!”
Wei Chenheng raised an eyebrow. This was the first time she had called him by his full name—it sounded rather amusing.
“Scared?”
“Waa! You’re trying to scare me to death! Slow down, it’s too fast!”
He could ride even faster on the battlefield!
But the moment she showed weakness, his heart softened. Eventually, he slowed the horse’s pace, transitioning from a gallop to a steady trot.
She pressed a hand to her wildly beating heart and wiped the tears at the corner of her eyes—she had been scared to tears by the insane speed.
“Sorry,” came his gentle, refined voice.
Hindsight is always 20/20, she cursed inwardly, but outwardly she maintained a brave and tender demeanor. “Husband, I’m not afraid.”
He held the reins with one hand and wrapped his other arm around her, pulling her close. Lowering his head, he kissed her chilled cheek and whispered softly, “It’s okay to be afraid. I’ll protect you. I won’t let anything happen to you.”
At this moment, she nestled obediently in his embrace, long eyelashes fluttering, her body soft and weak.
“Husband, where are you taking me?”
“Just for a stroll.”
“But we just… just did it this morning! How can you again!”
“Really just a stroll, nothing else.” Wei Chenheng’s voice remained calm.
If they weren’t pressed so closely together, she might have actually believed his nonsense.
This man truly had one face in public and another in private.
“Husband, please, spare me.” She pleaded pitifully. If this continued, she really wouldn’t be able to walk properly.
Her pleading pleased Wei Chenheng greatly. He raised an eyebrow and smiled recklessly: “Does Wanwan not like it?”
This was a dangerous question.
“I do like it…” she blushed, “but doing it too frequently isn’t good for your health.”
“It’s fine.” His eyes narrowed, voice slightly hoarse. “I enjoy being with Wanwan.”
He absolutely adored that feeling.
Fine, fine! The more reserved a man appeared on the surface, the more shameless his words became in private.
Ning Wanwan was defeated by him. If this continued, the conversation would become unsuitable for children.
Just then, Wei Chenheng suddenly pulled on the reins, stopping the horse. He dismounted first, then reached out to take Ning Wanwan’s hand. She stepped on the stirrup and leaped down from the saddle, throwing herself into Wei Chenheng’s arms.
Wei Chenheng easily caught her delicate form and gently set her down.
Only then did Ning Wanwan notice the small grove of wild peach trees before them, heavy with fruit.
“Wild Flat Peaches?” Ning Wanwan’s eyes lit up.
“Mm.”
His tone remained unchanged. “Let’s pick some to take back.”
Before he finished speaking, Ning Wanwan had already rushed to the peach trees, standing on tiptoe to pick peaches. Not just some – she practically wanted to strip the entire grove bare.
The peach trees varied in height. She reached for the nearest Wild Flat Peach – large, round, and golden-orange all over. Peeling back the skin revealed golden flesh with rich peach fragrance.
She couldn’t resist taking a big bite. The peach flesh was soft and juicy, smooth as ice cream.
“So delicious!” She nearly wept with joy. Since arriving in this world, nothing had tasted better than this peach.
Wei Chenheng watched her with a smile.
The young maiden’s eyes shone bright and clear, as if countless stars twinkled in their depths.
That a single peach could bring her such happiness made him suddenly feel this trip was absolutely right.
After peeling the peach and exposing the flesh, she took a small bite before trotting over to him, saying in a sweet, coquettish voice: “The second bite is for husband.”
Wei Chenheng’s eyes darkened as he opened his mouth to take a bite.
Juicy and sweet, with a lingering aftertaste.
“Is it sweet?”
“Mm.”
“Delicious, right!”
“Mm.”
Beaming, she took the third bite.
In a husky voice, he said: “Let me taste again.”
The unsuspecting maiden offered the peach, but he seized her arm and pulled her into his embrace. Tilting his head up, he kissed her lips.
The afternoon breeze carried some heat, making her lips warm and soft against the wind.
He had promised to let her rest, but he truly couldn’t control himself, indulging fully in her sweetness.
He lowered his head, released her lips, and said hoarsely: “It’s sweet.”
Her face and ears were flushed red.