Chapter 1251

First Volume, Chapter 1251: Relations with Elder Sister

"Elder Sister, you've arrived at the perfect moment—thanks to you, the entire Southern Campaign hasn't been rendered futile."

"You're not just my savior, but the savior of all Liang."

"My admiration for you flows like an endless river, as boundless and unstoppable as the Yellow River flooding its banks."

Just moments ago, Qin Feng had been on the battlefield, locked in bloody combat with enemies; now he was once again the irresponsible rascal from Shen Qingci's memory.

But Shen Qingci couldn't laugh—she grabbed Qin Feng's ear and snapped, "Stop with this nonsense!"

"Tell me honestly—why did you personally go to the Eastern Front, when so many officers are there?"

"You must know how dangerous it is. Frankly, you deliberately made yourself bait—am I right?"

When she first heard Qin Feng was fighting on the Eastern Front, her heart had been lodged in her throat, wishing she could sprout wings and fly straight there to drag him back.

Now that he was finally safe, she was even angrier.

In the past, him rushing to the front lines was one thing—but now he's the King of the Northern Border, the supreme commander of this entire war—how could he so recklessly put himself in the front line?

If Qin Feng died on the Eastern Front, it wouldn't just devastate the nation—it would shatter the hearts of every woman in the family.

This fool is now the Qin Wang, second only to the Emperor, yet he still acts as recklessly as ever.

Shen Qingci kicked him hard in the buttocks.

Fortunately, this was inside the military camp's tent, and since everyone knew Shen Qingci had arrived, no one dared approach—otherwise, witnesses to Qin Feng being kicked in the rear would've dropped their jaws.

Qin Feng feigned agony: "Elder Sister, spare me! I won't dare again!"

The more he begged, the angrier Shen Qingci grew, snapping repeatedly: "Tell me honestly—what were you thinking? Even if you don't care about me, what about Elder Third, Elder Fourth, and Xie Yun'er?"

"You're about to become a father—how can you still act so thoughtlessly?"

"Do you want your child to be born fatherless?"

Facing Shen Qingci's scolding, Qin Feng accepted it all—after all, in the entire Qin Family, only Shen Qingci dared rebuke him like this.

Taking advantage of her distraction, Qin Feng suddenly broke free of her grip and dashed into the tent, plopping down on the bed.

"Elder Sister, calm down—I did this for you all."

"Who in Liang doesn't know the situation in Gusu City? Without a Cultivation Breakthrough, this stalemate would drag on for years."

"I don't want to be stuck here forever."

Hearing this, Shen Qingci frowned slightly, her eyes filled with doubt: "So you're trying to end the war quickly, to get back before Xiaolan and Qian Ying give birth?"

Seeing Qin Feng nod vigorously, her expression softened slightly.

"Don't lie to me!"

"If that's truly your reason, I might understand—but death is forgivable, punishment isn't. Today, I'm going to teach you a lesson so you never dare do this again!"

Saying this, she lunged at him.

Qin Feng pretended to panic but didn't dodge—he opened his arms and welcomed her.

By the time Shen Qingci realized she'd fallen into his trap, it was too late—Qin Feng pulled his arms together and embraced her tightly.

"Elder Sister, have mercy!" Qin Feng, now holding her close, feigned outrage, screaming as if he'd been beaten senseless on the ground—anyone hearing him would think he'd been brutally abused.

Feeling Qin Feng's strong, muscular arms, Shen Qingci trembled.

No matter how dominant she was, she was still a woman—and still an unmarried one.

Suddenly enveloped by Qin Feng's overwhelming masculinity, she shuddered, her breathing quickening.

"Y-you damn fool—let me go right now!"

"We're alone in a room—behave yourself! Don't be so forward—if soldiers outside see this, what will they say about you?"

In response to her gentle warning, Qin Feng didn't retreat—he doubled down, adopting a defiant, "I don't care" posture.

"Let them say whatever they want—their mouths are theirs, not mine."

"Besides, you and I are close—hugging and holding each other is perfectly natural."

What?!

Hugging and holding is "perfectly natural"? How shameless is this man!

Shen Qingci's cheeks burned—since reasoning failed, she clenched her tiny fists and pounded his chest.

"You're asking for it—I'll teach you a lesson!"

Her soft little fists felt like a massage—he didn't loosen his grip; he held her tighter.

He even rested his head against her shoulder: "Elder Sister, I've missed you so much. All this time alone on the Front Line—it's so lonely, so cold."

"Now that I have family near me, my heart feels warm again."

Shen Qingci was nearly suffocating from embarrassment—but this rascal had trained his body on the Front Line into something formidable; her slender arms and legs couldn't possibly resist him.

Since force wouldn't work, she switched tactics, softening her tone:

"Feng'er, if we were at home, it'd be fine—but this is the Front Line, surrounded by men."

"You're a man—you know how men think. Once they gather, they'll gossip without restraint."

"My reputation doesn't matter—but if this damages your authority, wouldn't that be a terrible loss?"

"Good boy, listen to your sister—let go now."

Qin Feng suddenly stood up, lifting her into his arms.

Shen Qingci gasped, startled, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck.

She was so flustered she felt like fainting—her face burned like fire, too ashamed to even look at him.

Unaware that in Qin Feng's eyes, her blush had spread from her neck to her ears.

The ever-proud Shen Qingci, faced with such a situation, reacted more wildly than any shy young maiden.

Qin Feng couldn't help smirking: "Elder Sister, why is your face so red? Are you sick?"

Shen Qingci knew he was teasing—but dared not respond directly, forcing a calm reply: "Nonsense… my face isn't red at all."

"Put me down right now, or I'll get angry!"

Qin Feng grinned: "I'd like to put you down, but you're clinging so tightly around my neck, I can't."