Chapter 305: Demon Lord Junzhu's Slacking Daily Life Chapter 305: Just Like Your Father, Not Worry-Free

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Seeing this, An Wang's expression eased slightly, and he continued, "Furthermore, after winning a battle, you must absolutely not become overly arrogant and complacent. As the saying goes, arrogant troops are bound to fail; perhaps just when you are feeling good about yourself and letting your guard down, the enemy will take advantage of the opening and deal you a fatal blow. By then, I fear everything will be too late for regret!"

Upon hearing these words, Yan Wang could not help but flush red to the ears; he realized that he had indeed been a bit carried away just now. With a red face, he said in a low voice, "Father King, your son has received the teaching."

Having spoken, Yan Wang took a deep breath and strove to calm himself. He adjusted his mindset, and his whole person returned to that previous steady and calm state, making it hard for anyone to glimpse his true inner thoughts.

An Wang nodded slightly in satisfaction, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "Mm, that is very good. You may go back and rest first; if there is anything you do not understand, you may come ask this King at any time."

Yan Wang replied respectfully, "Yes, Father King." With that, he bowed slightly, then turned and slowly withdrew from An Wang's study.

After leaving the study, Yan Wang walked back to his own courtyard with light steps. As usual, he first had the maids prepare hot water, then undressed and stepped into the bath tub, letting the warm water envelop his body.

Since this trip out held no known return date, Yan Wang specially soaked in the bath tub a while longer, enjoying this moment of peace and relaxation. Only when the fatigue throughout his body had been driven away by the hot water did he rise and change into clean clothes.

However, time quietly slipped by, night deepened, dinner time arrived, yet Yan Wang still had not come to pay respects to An Wangfei. This made An Wangfei somewhat restless, and she could not help but fret inwardly.

Seeing this, Shangguan Xingyu hurriedly advised, "Mother Consort, do not be anxious; Yan Wang may simply have been delayed by other matters. When we dine later, we will surely see him, and it will not be too late to ask then."

An Wangfei pondered briefly, felt Shangguan Xingyu's words were not without reason, and set her mind somewhat at ease. Thus, she waited patiently together with Shangguan Xingyu until a servant came to announce the meal, whereupon the two rose together and walked toward the dining hall.

An Wangfei and Shangguan Xingyu arrived relatively early, reaching the dining hall before the others. They sat in their respective seats and waited a short while. Not long after, Qianqian and Yan Shuang'er walked in hand in hand, chatting and laughing, very lively.

After another while, Yan Si and An Wang also entered the dining hall one after the other. Since his marriage, Yan Si had not stayed overnight outside again. No matter how busy his work, he would try his best to hurry back to his own courtyard and would not spend the night elsewhere.

And today, Yan Si happened not to have many affairs entangling him, so he returned home early, just in time for dinner. However, Yan Wang did not appear for a long time, until at last he slowly walked into the dining hall, his hair looking still somewhat wet.

After everyone had taken their seats, the servants began to file in orderly, placing one exquisite dish after another on the table. When all the dishes were served, An Wangfei finally could not suppress her curiosity and asked, "Wang'er, is tomorrow a rest day?"

Yan Wang nodded and replied, "Yes, Mother Consort."

An Wangfei smiled and continued to press, "Were you exhausted in the barracks? Why did you suddenly return without prior notice?"

Hearing this, a trace of puzzlement appeared on Yan Wang's face, and he countered, "Did Father King not tell you?"

An Wangfei turned her head to look at An Wang, her eyes holding some displeasure, and asked, "What should you have told me?"

Only then did An Wang realize his oversight; he hurriedly coughed once and said, "The day after tomorrow, Wang'er will lead the Yan Family Army onto the battlefield."

"What?" An Wangfei's voice instantly rose, and she looked at An Wang with a face full of shock, saying, "Such a big matter — why did you not tell me?"

An Wang wore a face full of worry, his tone revealing a hint of helplessness and grievance.

"It is just a minor friction at the Yu Zhou border; having Wang'er go lead troops to beat them back — it is no big deal." An Wang explained, seemingly wanting to downplay the seriousness of the matter.

However, An Wangfei grew so angry her face turned pale; she said furiously, "This is not a big deal? What counts as a big deal? Do you not know that on the battlefield swords and blades have no eyes? You actually dared to keep such an important matter from me!"

An Wang rubbed his nose somewhat embarrassedly and muttered, "This really is not a big deal, so I did not tell you; I thought I would tell you after Wang'er returns."

Yan Wang, watching from the side as his own Father King was scolded by his mother, felt a pang of unwillingness and could not help but speak up for his Father King: "Mother Consort, please do not be angry. This battle is very easy to fight, and I have already asked Father King — it is a sure thing, nothing will happen."

An Wangfei turned her head to look at Yan Wang; the anger in her eyes did not diminish because of his words, but instead she said even more sternly, "That is still no reason to be careless!"

Then she looked at Shangguan Xingyu standing to the side, softened her tone, and said, "Yu'er, tomorrow accompany Mother Consort to the temple, and request a peace talisman."

Shangguan Xingyu hurriedly nodded and replied, "All right, Mother Consort."

Seeing this, Yan Wang opened his mouth wanting to say something, but was glared at by An Wangfei and could only obediently shut his mouth.

An Wangfei said in a displeased tone, "I am seeking peace of mind; shut up — just like your father, not a worry-free one!" Yan Wang lowered his head, not daring to make a sound, merely eating his rice in silence. The whole dining table was shrouded in a heavy atmosphere; no one spoke, only the occasional sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding.

Everyone seemed to be thinking of something, each harboring their own concerns, making this meal extraordinarily quiet.

Finally having finished dinner with difficulty, Yan Wang returned to his own courtyard as if relieved of a heavy burden. However, not long after he stepped into the courtyard, an attendant hurried over, saying An Wang had sent him to deliver a set of clothes to Yan Wang.

Yan Wang was somewhat surprised, but still politely accepted the bundle. He opened it to look; inside was a body-fitting armor. This armor differed from ordinary armor; it was specially designed to be worn underneath, able to better protect the body.

Especially at the chest position, there were several thick iron plates composed together, clearly to enhance the protective effect.

Although this armor was somewhat heavy, Yan Wang could still feel its quality was very good. He tried putting it on and found the size slightly a bit large, but it did not hinder movement; on the contrary, it was exactly that kind of close-fitting yet not restricting degree.

This caused a warm current to surge in Yan Wang's heart; he knew this was Father King's concern and care for him.

On the second day at dawn, the sun had not yet risen, and a hint of pale light appeared on the horizon. Wangfei and Shangguan Xingyu rose early; they wore plain garments and prepared to go to the temple to offer incense and pray for blessings.