Chapter 44: Honkai: Star Rail — The Xianzhou General Wouldn't Dream of a Yandere Chapter 44: First Glimpse of Pathology

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

The lamplight in the hall was warm and bright, reflecting off the stacks of official documents on the desk; outside the window, the night was suffused with the starlight of the Shen Wu Xian Zhou, faint as gauze.

Ling Sha intimately hooked Xuan Ge's forearm, her fingertips brushing over the thunder dark pattern on his sleeve, her qipao tassels lightly sweeping his trouser legs, her brown pupils curved into crescents, her voice soft and glutinous with provocation:

"General~ Concubine will take her leave first~"

"General~ don't forget, from now on you must accompany Concubine to review documents every single day."

Xuan Ge's taut shoulder line relaxed, the vermilion brush went "tap" onto the inkstone, he turned his head and glared at her, his eyes full of helpless indulgence:

"Alright."

Xuan Ge added silently in his heart: "If this keeps up, Little Xuan Ge is about to explode....."

This wasn't false in the slightest.

The impatience in Xing Xiao's eyes nearly overflowed.

But Ling Sha clung tight, arm against arm, shoulder leaning on shoulder, her slightly warm skin constantly rubbing against his arm.

He was originally a man of blood and vigor, and being tangled up by Ling Sha like this, he had long been unable to hold back.

If it weren't for the promise to spare two hours daily to accompany her reviewing documents, this strategist wouldn't have relented in the slightest.

Xing Xiao, not far away, saw it clearly, her nails nearly digging into her palm, the cold aura around her even heavier.

Before leaving, Ling Sha deliberately turned her head and cast a half-smile toward her, provocation and possessiveness laid bare.

A cold hum rolled from Xing Xiao's throat, her jawline tight, rage and unwillingness surging in her eyes.

Ling Sha is merely an ordinary Vidyadhara, why can she stay by Xuan Ge's side without scruple, why can she obtain such indulgence from him?

If she really lets you eat her up, can you withstand Xuan Ge's Marshal-level physique!?

Ling Sha keenly perceived the hostility behind her, and paused slightly when she reached the hall entrance.

She turned half her body, raised a hand to tuck the stray locks behind her ear, her face still wearing a shallow smile, but a trace of extremely faint cold light flashed in her eyes, gone in an instant.

She didn't utter a word, lifted her feet and vanished into the night, leaving only a wisp of the Alchemy Commission's unique medicine fragrance, lingering in the hall.

Seeing Ling Sha stop, Xuan Ge's heart gave a sudden "thump", cold sweat broke out on his back, afraid the two would clash right there.

Seeing Ling Sha didn't turn back to entangle, his hanging heart relaxed slightly, yet he secretly thought it bad, turned to look at Xing Xiao, his eyes carrying pleading and warning, silently praying:

Grand-aunt, stop provoking Ling Sha; in terms of schemes and methods, you're simply no match for her, if a fuss starts the only one who suffers is me!

Xing Xiao watched until Ling Sha's figure completely disappeared, then kept staring at the hall entrance for a long while, until the medicine fragrance dispersed, before turning to look at Xuan Ge.

Xing Xiao's tone was flat, gone was the bone-piercing cold of old, replaced by a few parts awkwardness and grievance:

"Scum, accompany me back."

Xuan Ge nodded helplessly: looks like the title "scum" has been thoroughly nailed down.

He didn't rebut, raised a hand and rubbed his brow, relieving fatigue, walked to Xing Xiao's side and stood shoulder to shoulder, tone conceding:

"Go, taking you back, stop throwing a tantrum."

The two walked shoulder to shoulder toward the General's Mansion backyard; Xuan Ge's Qin Gong was in the deepest part, far from the front hall's clamor.

The backyard stone slab path was laid with thin moss, stepping on it was utterly silent; the night wind rolled plum blossom petals, a faint cool fragrance dispelling the late-night chill.

Pushing open the Qin Gong's main door, Xing Xiao raised her eyes and swept the room; the room was simple and tidy, no superfluous decoration, a soft cushion sofa, a study desk, and a star chart.

The plum fragrance in the air was clear and gentle, like the aura on Xuan Ge.

Xuan Ge walked straight into the bedroom, raised his hand and undid his general's uniform belt, emitting a faint clinking sound.

He moved deftly, taking off the general's uniform, revealing tight, smooth honey-colored skin; gunpowder scent and plum fragrance intertwined, exceptionally captivating.

Then he picked up the black silk pajamas and casually draped them on, not buttoning them, collar wide open, black hair spilling loose from the high ponytail, losing the battlefield's sharpness, gaining a few parts domestic laziness.

Xing Xiao walked to the sofa and sat down, her gaze subconsciously falling on Xuan Ge, and she actually stared blankly for a moment.

She had never seen Xuan Ge like this.

Shedding armor and general's uniform, no sharp aura, only lazy spontaneity remained.

Scattered long hair softened his edges, the pajamas outlined perfect lines, black hair and golden pupils adding wild charm; she gazed in a trance, even her breathing growing light.

Xuan Ge finished changing into pajamas, saw Xing Xiao staring straight at him, a teasing glint flashed in his eyes, he raised a brow and teased:

"What? Never seen a good-looking one?"

If Xing Xiao weren't here, he wouldn't wear pajamas at all; sleeping naked is comfortable, wearing pajamas always feels bound.

Hearing this, Xing Xiao's cheeks flushed slightly, she hurriedly turned her head away to avoid his gaze, a low curse rolling in her throat:

"Scum~"

Xing Xiao's tone was flat, but the disgust of old was gone, instead carrying a few parts coquettish grievance and awkwardness.

Even her ear tips flushed pale red; where was any of the Absolute Monarch's pride? She looked like a little girl whose worries had been spoken aloud.

Xuan Ge teased her no more, turned and walked to the refrigerator in the corner, took out two bottles of Qing Lan fruit dew, the bottle bodies shimmering with green luster, fruit pulp clearly visible.

Xuan Ge twisted one open and held it out before Xing Xiao, tone gentle:

"You also don't..... forget it, have a taste of this, Shen Wu Xian Zhou specialty, relieves boredom."

He swallowed the words halfway, knowing Xing Xiao's proud nature; speaking directly would only provoke her competitive spirit.

Don't look at Ling Sha acting all soft, glutinous, and endearing with a mature woman's air, but from day one on the Shen Wu Xian Zhou she withstood the pressure of the Shen Wu Corps soldiers.

He knew his own soldiers; letting a mere woman press above their heads, there were bound to be those who wouldn't submit, and she stepped straight into the position of the Divine Might General's Chief Strategist.

Upon first assuming the Chief Strategist post, Ling Sha relied on a single sentence:

"I am the Divine Might General's Chief Strategist; your conduct concerns his reputation."

One sentence soothed the Shen Wu Corps, subduing all the unruly soldier-rogues.

These years, Ling Sha managed internal affairs in perfect order; she was the person he trusted most.

But Xing Xiao's mind was simple — she did not understand human relations and worldly wisdom, nor did she understand the deep meanings of Xian Zhou political tactics that twist a single straight path into over a dozen turns.

So Xing Xiao was fundamentally no match for Ling Sha.

Xing Xiao silently received the Fruit Drink; the icy bottle body brought her slightly back to her senses.

She did not drink, only gripped the Fruit Drink tightly, complex emotions surging in her eyes.

There was hatred for Ling Sha, resentment toward Xuan Ge, and a trace of unwillingness not easily noticed.

She hated Xuan Ge for letting her suffer every kind of humiliation, hated him for forcing her cold and proud self to accompany him to review documents, idle chat, and warm tea.

She had done everything she could do — why was Ling Sha better than her?

A strange emotion spread from the bottom of her heart, carrying restlessness, obsession, and a throbbing.

Following this emotion she recalled, memory playback in her mind showing the bits and pieces of her time with Xuan Ge, she gradually realized something....

The resentment in her eyes was replaced by obsession, possession, and degeneration; even she herself did not notice, her gaze was quietly changing.

Xuan Ge looked at her, silent and not speaking; the amusement in his eyes faded, replaced by a few parts of bewilderment.

Over ten minutes passed, Xing Xiao still did not utter a word; the hand gripping the Fruit Drink grew tighter and tighter, the bottle body pinched until it slightly deformed.

Xuan Ge moved his gaze away, tone gentle as he probed: "Rest early. If you want to leave, I absolutely will not stop you — I keep my word."

Finished speaking, Xuan Ge slowly rose, intending to go to the side room to rest, leaving her ample space.

But just at the moment he rose, Xing Xiao suddenly raised her hand, forcefully grabbed his clothing hem, strength far beyond expectation.

Xuan Ge's shoulder sank; his already unbuttoned sleepwear was directly pulled off.

Xuan Ge upper body naked, his figure especially distinct in the lamplight.

Xuan Ge froze, lowered his head to look at Xing Xiao, doubting he had seen wrong.....

Just now in that instant, Xing Xiao's gray-purple eyes actually flashed a trace of faint pink, like crushed peach blossom petals, yet it flashed and vanished.

Xing Xiao did not raise her head, fingertips tightly clutching his clothing hem, trembling slightly, breathing also somewhat rapid, voice hoarse carrying obsession, tone brooking no refusal:

"Not allowed to leave!"

Xuan Ge completely froze, looking at her trembling fingertips and obsessive tone, surprise flashing in his eyes.

He was silent a moment, his Adam's apple moved, slowly nodded:

"Good, I won't leave, I'll stay right here accompanying you."