Chapter 113: Honkai: Star Rail — The Xianzhou General Wouldn't Dream of a Yandere Chapter 110: Jing Yuan: Fu Xuan, You Need to Improv

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

Inside the Luofu Divine Strategy General's Mansion, sandalwood incense curled in wisps, and various documents were stacked neatly on the desk.

Jing Yuan sat in the main seat, brows slightly furrowed, letting out a soft sigh, his expression full of melancholy.

Fu Xuan stood before the desk, hands clasped behind her back, looking at his state, and asked with a face full of puzzlement:

"General, why the sigh? When you sent Dan Heng away some time ago, this seat clearly saw you were quite happy.

How is it that in just a few days, you've become so gloomy?"

"Ah~" Jing Yuan sighed softly again, reached out to pick up the teacup on the table, and took a sip.

In the past, this was his favorite Yun Wu Tea, sweet and mellow on the palate with a lingering sweetness.

But drinking it today, there was only a mouthful of bitterness and astringency left, even causing a pang of sourness to well up in his heart.

"Fu Qing, you don't understand...."

Jing Yuan slowly set down the teacup, fingertips lightly rubbing the rim, trying to regain that former composed demeanor.

Yet the melancholy in his eyes simply could not be concealed.

Now his master Jing Liu is the Divine Strategy Sword Chief, Ying Xing is still the Sizhen at the Divine Strategy Construction Office;

And Dan Heng is practically already the Long Zun of Shen Wu.

If.... there were no accidents....

Xuan Ge would be the General commanding the Luofu Xian Zhou, Bai Hang would hold the Sky Ferry Office, while he would merely be Xuan Ge's aide.

No war, no killing, no shadow of the Shuhu Rebellion.

Everyone drinking freely in leisure, fighting shoulder to shoulder in busy times.

In spare moments, they could even tour the Huan Yu together, seeing the brilliant Xing He.

Such days, how carefree, how perfect.

But all this was ruined by Shuhu.

Jing Yuan's gaze instantly flashed a thread of icy killing intent, his hands under the table bulging with blue veins, knuckles turning white.

At this moment he wished he could immediately rush into the deepest level of You Qiu Yu, whip Shuhu's corpse ruthlessly, to vent the hatred in his heart!

If not for Shuhu, everything would have been another scene; those lost times, those shoulder-to-shoulder partners, would not have met such ends.

"Hmph~ If you won't say then don't~" Seeing Jing Yuan unwilling to speak plainly, Fu Xuan pouted her little mouth, let out a soft hmph, her tone carrying a few hints of little tsundere.

Fu Xuan then seemed to recall something, leaned forward again, eyes full of curiosity, and asked:

"General, my senior sister Yao Guang went to the Shen Wu Xian Zhou, I've always been curious, why do you all not let me go?

Could it be that the Divine Might General is really as the rumors say, extremely fond of women, and you're afraid I'll be bullied by him?"

It's no wonder Fu Xuan would think this way.

Her senior sister Yao Guang, beauty that could topple cities, figure even more top-tier, personality though a bit uninhibited, yet naturally exudes a bewitching aura, and is wealthy and powerful to boot.

Recently she's been using the Tai Bu Si's permissions to investigate data related to the Divine Might General and Yao Guang.

But all she found were those few sparse words: "ambiguous relationship between the two."

No cause and effect, no concrete details; in her view, this was most likely someone deliberately fabricating things, wanting to watch the Divine Might General and her senior sister's joke.

Hearing Fu Xuan bring up this matter again, Jing Yuan's eyelid twitched involuntarily, and he smiled bitterly in his heart.

This little girl, why does her mind always skew toward this aspect.

He steadied his mind, a gentle smile rising on his face again, and said:

"Fu Qing ah, these words only you dare speak aloud; if it were anyone else, daring to slander the Divine Might General like this, they'd likely have long been invited by the Shen Wu Corps to 'drink tea'."

"Why?" Fu Xuan's face full of puzzlement, blinked her bright eyes.

"I'm clearly slandering the Divine Might General, so why can only I say it?

Could it be because my senior sister is in Shen Wu, he's giving face to my senior sister, so he doesn't hold it against me?"

Jing Yuan covertly sized up Fu Xuan with a glance, looking at her face of pure puzzlement, smiled helplessly, did not answer directly, but took the opportunity to change the topic:

"Fu Qing ah, look, ever since you took charge of the Tai Bu Si, the Luofu Xian Zhou has become increasingly stable, its voyage always smooth and without mishap.

All this is thanks to you ah. At such a young age you can have such capability, truly rare."

Hearing this praise, Fu Xuan's mouth corners unconsciously curved upward a few pixels, her cheeks faintly flushed, yet she still feigned composure.

She tried her best to suppress the pride in her heart, tone flat as she said: "Hmph, this is all this seat's due duty, not worth mentioning."

But those slightly upturned mouth corners had long betrayed her thoughts.

Seeing Fu Xuan's train of thought successfully diverted by himself, a flash of amusement flickered in Jing Yuan's eyes, then he changed tack and probed:

"Fu Qing ah, look, your senior sister Yao Guang is already a general who can hold her own, while you single-mindedly want to go to Shen Wu, yet are blocked by your master Jing Tian-daren, you have no thoughts on this?"

"Hm?" Fu Xuan blanked slightly, looking at Jing Yuan with a face full of puzzlement.

"What thoughts would I have? General, I've been asking you all along why you won't let me go to Shen Wu, it's you who keeps dodging, refusing to tell me ah."

In her view, Jing Yuan was deliberately beating around the bush again, not answering her question sincerely at all.

Jing Yuan lowered his voice, leaned in closer, feigning mystery as he said: "Fu Qing, think carefully, you as the Luofu Tai Bu, presiding over the Tai Bu Si, yet unable to know some hidden affairs of the Shen Wu Xian Zhou....

Not even having the qualification to go to Shen Wu.... Doesn't this suffice to show that you're still not strong enough?"

"Hmph~ Jing Yuan, put away those slacking-off thoughts of yours!" Hearing this, Fu Xuan immediately knitted her brows, tone carrying a few points of displeasure.

"This seat is very busy right now, must handle the Tai Bu Si's many matters, and also calculate the Luofu's fortunes and misfortunes, have no kung fu to accompany you in idle chat."

In her view, this was Jing Yuan wanting to slack off again, wanting to push all the troublesome matters in his hands onto her.

"Also, this seat is called Fu Xuan, not Ling Sha. Please, General, rein in your thoughts!"

Having finished speaking, Fu Xuan turned and walked out of the General's Mansion, her steps crisp and decisive.

Ling Sha serves as both Chief Strategist and Chief Alchemist of the Alchemy Bureau, busy to the point her feet don't touch the ground; this seat has no desire to learn from her, living that exhausting a life.

In her eyes, Ling Sha is simply squeezed too ruthlessly by Xuan Ge, which is why she refuses to follow in Ling Sha's footsteps.

Jing Yuan watched Fu Xuan's departing back, blanked out for a moment, then shook his head helplessly, his face full of bitter smiles.

Fu Qing's thoughts really are unbridled — how did this get dragged onto Ling Sha....

But what Fu Xuan said is fact: he cannot learn from Xuan Ge, who can keep Ling Sha utterly wrapped around his finger, making her willingly give everything for him;

Moreover, Fu Xuan is not Ling Sha — she is proud, free-spirited, dislikes being bound, and fundamentally unwilling to share his worries in every matter like Ling Sha does.

Xuan Ge and Ling Sha — calling them a turtle eyeing a green bean, just right, eye to eye, is not excessive.

Ling Sha was purely stirred by Xuan Ge's charm, willingly giving body and soul; no matter how tired, she has not a word of complaint.

Yet he, Jing Yuan, cannot do as Xuan Ge does, nor meet someone like Ling Sha who would go all out for him.

"Could it be I really am some Great Emperor?"

Jing Yuan muttered to himself, recalling how Xuan Ge had teased him before, saying he bore the "Fate of the Great Emperor," suppressing Luofu's qi fortune, causing Luofu's talents not to manifest.

At this moment he actually somewhat doubted whether there really was something wrong with him.

"Where have all of Luofu's talents gone, anyway!?"

Sighs are sighs, but Jing Yuan ultimately still collected the melancholy and helplessness in his heart.

His gaze fell on the mountain of documents piled on the desk; he closed his eyes deeply, and when he opened them again, the languor in his eyes had already shed away, replaced by a few parts determination.

He took a deep breath, reached for his brush, and began miserably processing the accumulated official business.

Who made him the Luofu Divine Strategy General — this responsibility, in the end, is inescapable.

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