Chapter 519: The Demon Lord Junzhu's Slacking Daily Life Chapter 612: Ouyang Chengren's Scheming

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Just then, Feicui suddenly seemed to recall something important and hurriedly said, "Right, Miss, the General has arrived!"

Qianqian asked softly, "When did you arrive?"

Feicui hurriedly replied, "The General came right after early court, has already eaten breakfast and practiced martial arts, and is now in the study looking at picture books." Qianqian gave a slight nod, indicating she understood.

Seeing this, Feicui asked with a smile, "Miss, would you like to have breakfast?"

Qianqian pondered briefly and replied, "Bring breakfast to the study; I'll go see him."

Feicui understood perfectly, her face showing a "just as I thought" expression, and she secretly mused, "Miss indeed has a special fondness for the General; the moment she heard he arrived, she couldn't wait to go see him."

However, what Qianqian was thinking was completely different from what Feicui imagined.

She thought, Ouyang Chengren just left early court today; perhaps she could wheedle some useful information out of him. So Qianqian walked lightly straight toward the study.

At this moment, Ouyang Chengren was casually picking up a picture book and flipping through it.

He had never found picture books particularly remarkable before, but right now he suddenly discovered they were actually quite interesting. Just as he was immersed in them, a faint sound of footsteps came from the doorway.

Hearing the sound, Ouyang Chengren immediately straightened up; his originally somewhat lazy demeanor instantly turned serious.

His gaze fixed on the doorway; he heard the footsteps drawing nearer, as if he could sense the breath of the person outside gradually approaching.

Just as he waited tensely for the person outside to appear, Qianqian happened to walk in.

Sunlight streamed through the window onto her, making her yellow Rujun shine especially dazzling. Ouyang Chengren only felt the Qianqian before him was so beautiful in this bright light as to seem unreal, like a fairy descending to the mortal world.

He couldn't help but stare blankly; in this tranquil atmosphere, Qianqian was the first to break the silence, asking softly, "Where are you going to play today?"

However, she didn't truly desire to play; she just felt she needed a topic to break this somewhat awkward stillness.

The corner of Ouyang Chengren's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. He gazed at Qianqian and said slowly, "In a bit you go stroll around with the maid; I have matters to attend to during this period."

Finished speaking, he turned to look at Feicui beside him and instructed, "You may withdraw first."

Qianqian understood perfectly; she knew Ouyang Chengren had something to say to her alone.

So she also looked at Feicui and said with a smile, "Feicui, bring breakfast over in a bit; just wait outside."

Feicui was naturally a quick-witted and observant person; she acknowledged and withdrew, closing the door behind her.

Once Feicui left, only Ouyang Chengren and Qianqian remained in the room.

Seeing Feicui had closed the door as well, Ouyang Chengren then spoke to Qianqian: "Do you remember what I told you before? Xishang Kingdom and Beilin Kingdom will have a battle sooner or later."

Hearing this, Qianqian's heart tightened and she hurriedly asked, "So, war is starting?" Her voice revealed a trace of worry.

Ouyang Chengren gave a slight nod in affirmation, then replied, "We set out tomorrow; this afternoon I'll prepare to go to the military camp to arrange tomorrow's affairs. At noon today, I'll accompany you for lunch before leaving."

Qianqian finally couldn't hold back and asked, "Does Xishang Kingdom have no other generals? Why must it be you who goes?"

Ouyang Chengren looked at Qianqian; understanding she was worried for him, he hurriedly reassured her, "There are actually other generals; it's just that this time I volunteered to go myself."

Hearing this, Qianqian was even more puzzled and pressed, "Why? Didn't you say before that upon returning this time you would hand over military authority?"

Just then, a light knocking sound suddenly came from outside the door, followed by Feicui's voice: "Miss, the meal has arrived."

Ouyang Chengren responded, "Bring it in."

The door was gently pushed open; three or four servants filed in, holding trays bearing exquisite pastries and fragrant rice porridge.

After the servants placed the food on the table, they quietly withdrew; Feicui then closed the door and continued standing guard outside.

Ouyang Chengren picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of osmanthus cake, placed it in the bowl before Qianqian, then set down his chopsticks and answered her previous question with a smile: "The Emperor has already agreed; as long as I achieve victory in this war, he will allow me to relinquish military authority and accompany you back to Dongying."

Hearing this, Qianqian couldn't help but ask curiously, "You told the Emperor I'm from Dongying?"

Ouyang Chengren shook his head and explained, "I didn't tell him you're from Dongying; I merely told him I want to accompany you to travel the world, and he agreed."

Qianqian gave a slight nod, indicating she understood; her gaze rested on Ouyang Chengren, full of concern, and she said softly, "Then you must be extremely careful yourself, take care of your health! On the battlefield blades and swords have no eyes; you must return safely."

In the past, every time Ouyang Chengren went on campaign it was after receiving an imperial edict, and he would rush to the battlefield without hesitation.

However, this time was different, because there was someone constantly whispering in his ear, urging him to be careful.

Although these words were a bit verbose, Ouyang Chengren didn't find them annoying at all; on the contrary, a warm current surged in his heart.

He looked at Qianqian, his eyes revealing a gentle expression, and comforted her softly, "Rest assured, I'll be perfectly safe." As he spoke, he kept serving Qianqui dishes, yet didn't eat a single bite himself.

Ouyang Chengren's heart felt somewhat heavy; he realized this campaign was different from before.

He began to fear — fear he might not return safely, fear he might never see again the person before him who occupied his every thought.

And Qianqian at this moment was also awash with thoughts; in Ouyang Chengren's eyes, she seemed equally reluctant to part, worried he would meet with mishap.

For a while, the atmosphere between the two grew somewhat heavy; neither spoke again.

After lunch, Ouyang Chengren rose and left.

After seeing Ouyang Chengren out of the General's Mansion, Qianqian returned to her room alone.

She told Feicui she wanted to nap for a while and instructed her not to let anyone disturb her. Feicui naturally agreed, then gently closed the door and left.

However, Qianqian did not truly fall asleep. She first tiptoed to the study, took paper and brush from the desk, and swiftly wrote a letter.

After finishing, she carefully folded the letter paper and tucked it into her bosom.