Chapter 884

If Qin Zhanhong is the cool-and-stunning version of a fairy, then Yu Yan Chu is the cute-and-adorable version.

He shows no restraint when he strikes.

To follow Chen Wuji into battle, in just a short moment, all kinds of tactics were unleashed in a dense barrage.

She acts coquettish and cute, plays the rogue, tempts and provokes petty grievances; her little combo flows seamlessly, smooth as if practiced countless times.

Chen Wuji was nearly broken through by her.

She's a princess after all; just to go to the battlefield, is it really necessary to go to such extremes?

Generally, someone of Yu Yan Chu's standing would normally bear some identity-related burden, yet she has none.

Shen Youwei's lively cleverness, Qin Zhanhong's fiery passion, Xiao Yuji's subtle flirtatious charm—she has basically grasped the essence of all of them.

This princess appears to have received proper instruction.

"Stop, stop, stop, halt—if you want to go, fine, but first we must agree on the Three-Rule Agreement!" Chen Wuji was driven to the point of having a head full of big worries, and reluctantly compromised.

If he keeps being worn down by this woman, his cerebellum will atrophy.

Go on; once she sees it once, she won't have these thoughts anymore.

Yu Yan Chu cheered, excitedly saying, "Husband, what's the Three-Rule Agreement? Tell me quickly— as long as you let me go, forget the Three-Rule Agreement; even thirty articles would be fine, no problem at all."

"First, you must not reveal your identity in the army; you must dress as a man, and without my order, your Armor must not be removed!" Chen Wuji said.

Yu Yan Chu nodded heavily, saying, "I can understand this, but why must the Armor not be removed?"

"With your figure, if you take off the Armor, anyone who isn't blind can tell you're a woman!" Chen Wuji said.

He greatly likes Yu Yan Chu's domineering figure, but when she dresses as a man, it becomes troublesome.

Even if the cloth is wrapped in dozens of layers, its scale remains estimated to be huge.

Yu Yan Chu lowered her head to glance at it, her face slightly blushing, she chuckled and said, "This thing... has grown to look like this; I can't help it. Fine, fine, fine—I'll listen to you, I'll keep my Armor on. Anything else?"

"No Orders Without Permission!"

"Of course, this is the strictest military discipline in the army; I've seen it before, how could I possibly commit such a minor mistake!" Yu Yan Chu readily agreed, speaking very reasonably.

"Third, in the army, do not speak much, do not meddle much, and do not leave my field of vision."

Yu Yan Chu pursed her lips, saying, "Why is this? These rules sound like I'm being imprisoned, overly strict. I can understand the rest, but why can't I even speak more?"

"If you talk too much, wouldn't others be able to tell you're a woman?" Chen Wuji said with a stern face.

"Oh... I understand, I promise not to talk much; if I need to speak, I'll lower my voice a bit—no problem, right?" Yu Yan Chu deliberately lowered her voice when speaking to Chen Wuji.

Chen Wuji shook his head, saying, "What's the difference between pressing your voice and not? Just speak normally and say less."

Before pressing, her voice sounded fairly normal, but once she pressed it, it turned into a bewitching older-sister tone, each syllable seeming to lure people.

"Oh..."

……

After agreeing on the Three-Rule Agreement with Yu Yan Chu, Chen Wuji mustered the central army of 36,000 troops and marched south.

Xinglin Zhen is close to the Gu Zhandao used by the Court Army to enter the mountains; the straight-line distance is no more than three hundred-odd li, similar to the distance to Guiling Xian, but since there is no direct road southbound, one must take many detours, making the total journey about five hundred-odd li.

After the army left Xinglin Zhen and walked for about an hour, Chen Wuji found Yu Yan Chu mixed in the central army, asking, "How are you? If you can't continue, let me know in advance and I'll send someone to take you back."

This time, he didn't prepare a carriage; Yu Yan Chu rode a horse just like him.

Of course, this was Chen Wuji's deliberate intention—to make Yu Yan Chu feel the difficulty and retreat, returning on her own.

"Excellent!" Yu Yan Chu exclaimed excitedly, "With such troops, it truly stirs the heart and spirit. Husband, do you have some special Training Method? How can you train the soldiers to this extent? I almost daily watch the Court's Imperial Guard; though their armor is more splendid, they lack this vigor—why is that?"

"What prospect? What else could it be!" Chen Wuji said offhand.

"If you're okay, that's fine; if anything comes up, come find me promptly. Hua Yin isn't here, and on the march, no one will treat you as a princess to look after—handle small matters yourself, and bring big ones to me."

Yu Yan Chu blinked, saying, "Husband, won't you look after me even a little?"

"On the battlefield, there are no husband and wife! I must keep an eye on all 36,000 soldiers up and down the ranks; even if I wanted to, I couldn't focus all my attention on you. If you can't accept that, go back early." Chen Wuji said in a low voice.

This is no joke; with the big battle imminent, he can no longer revolve around Yu Yan Chu.

Yu Yan Chu gave a low hum, saying, "I understand; I promise not to be a burden to my husband—I want to become a Fierce General!"

Chen Wuji smiled, gave Chen Li a glance, and the two rode away from that formation.

"Assign a few personnel, then inform Lu Daye to have them watch over the princess, just in case." Chen Wuji said.

Although he won't center on Yu Yan Chu, he still can't fully relax; the personnel that ought to be arranged still need to be arranged.

"Here!"

……

After four days of marching, Chen Wuji led the army to the foot of Shenxian Ling and set up camp there.

Going around the slope ahead, one will see the entrance of the Gu Zhandao.

Even to this day, people still pass through there; it is the necessary route for nearby villagers to enter the mountains for hunting and logging.

Half of the personnel from the Xùhòu yíng have already been dispatched, beginning to track the Court Army's traces along the Gu Zhandao.

Inside the Zhongjun Camp's Big Tent by the creek, Chen Wuji ordered the guards to watch the outside, allowing no entry without orders, then carefully pulled down Yu Yan Chu's pants, saying, "Regretting it now? You thought marching and fighting was as fun as playing house? Loosen up—how am I supposed to apply medicine if you're clamped so tight?"

Yu Yan Chu relaxed her legs, which had been clenched together out of embarrassment, and stubbornly muttered, "No regrets; this is something every cavalryman must go through. If others can do it, so can I. It's just a bit of skin abrasion, just a little pain… ah! Gentle, gentle!"

"Endure it a bit."

"Ah… how am I supposed to endure? Go easy, go easy."

"With you clamped like that, you'll surely bump into the sides; shift a bit. I've seen it all before—what's there to be shy about? Where's that seductive energy you had when you tempted me?"

"How could it be the same?"

"What's not the same about it?"

"It's inherently… not the same."

"Fine, if it's not the same, then it's not the same—move your legs outward a bit, and I'll give you a light bandage."

"Hmm…"

A forced march lasting four days, Yu Yan Chu's delicate skin was unsurprisingly rubbed raw by the saddle Zi.

However, as a princess living in luxury, she could indeed endure hardship and was very tolerant; she hadn't made a sound before, and only when setting up Lìng did she tell Chen Wuji about this, the wound was about to fester.