Chapter 748: First Volume_Chapter 748 Frontline Reunion

First Volume_Chapter 748 Frontline Reunion

Looking at the foul-smelling, unsightly Fortress, Qin Feng grew fonder by the second, for starting today, Xiongying Ridge would no longer bear the Di name—or even the Liang name—because Qin Feng intended to station his troops within Xiongying Ridge and personally manage this major Military Stronghold!

At that point, Xiongying Ridge and Beixi County could support each other from afar.

Although Xiongying Ridge was extremely easy for the Northern Di to surround and faced the same siege peril, and although the Northern Di could station troops along the route to cut off reinforcements from Beixi County, thereby preventing Beixi County from relieving Xiongying Ridge at once,

even so, the value of Xiongying Ridge remained incalculable.

Qin Feng had already made up his mind to further upgrade this Fortress on its existing foundation!

Since the Tianji Camp craftsmen had arrived, they need not return for now—directly garrison the Fortress, perform a basic cleanup of its filth, and begin repairing the damaged facilities.

As Qin Feng was busy taking over the Fortress, a shout suddenly rose from beneath the City Wall.

"Lord, a distinguished guest wishes to see you."

A distinguished guest? Where had one appeared at this hour?

Qin Feng was baffled, turned toward the Vanguard Camp, and saw a black steed galloping toward him—on its back sat a woman; upon closer look, it was Jing Qianying!

"Fourth Sister?!"

Qin Feng's heart leapt with joy; he sprinted down the City Wall in haste, and just as he burst through the City Gate, Jing Qianying arrived.

With temperatures already very low and the Sai Bei winds fierce, Jing Qianying wore a brown leather military outfit, which, by its texture, appeared to be cowhide.

Jing Qianying's figure was already trim and agile; now, paired with this leather attire, she exuded even greater vigor, radiating a spirit that put many men to shame.

Qin Feng opened his arms, intending to give her a massive bear hug—but Jing Qianying swung the pommel of her sword straight into his chest, nearly knocking him dead.

"Fourth Sister, you hit too hard!" Qin Feng clutched his chest, feigning a weakness that made him look ready to faint at any moment.

Jing Qianying had rushed here nonstop after receiving approval from Qin Cheng Clan, solely to see Qin Feng as soon as possible. But… on the journey, her thoughts had been entirely filled with him; now that she finally saw him, anger surged uncontrollably.

Jing Qianying grabbed Qin Feng's ear and snapped: "You still remember I'm your sister?"

"After so long apart, you finally come home—and you won't even step through the door?"

"Do you even remember what you promised me, you brat? I thought you were different from other scoundrels—but turns out, all crows are black!"

Facing Jing Qianying's torrent of scolding, Qin Feng felt a wave of grievance.

He had achieved such great merit—yet instead of praise, the moment she saw him, she either struck or cursed him. Even Xie Yun'er, that little tigress, hadn't been this vicious!

But sensing the fury on Jing Qianying's face, Qin Feng dared not argue; he quickly explained: "Fourth Sister, I'm utterly innocent!"

"Passing by home without entering was never my wish—it was purely forced by the Rapid Changes of the Battlefield."

Jing Qianying had already anticipated this excuse; she let out a light scoff: "Even if you were pressed for time, couldn't you spare a moment to meet and say one word?"

"I advise you not to use war as an excuse—I'm not a three-year-old child, and I won't be fooled by your flattery!"

Hearing this, Qin Feng slapped his chest loudly: "I swear by heaven and earth!"

"If I were alone, I could slip quietly into the County City. But the problem is—I'm here on a mission to pacify the Northern Di, with countless attendants. If I enter the city, I'll have to halt for rest, and there will surely be countless matters awaiting my decisions."

"This isn't just about meeting and saying one word—what about Lin Quqi, Mo Li, and others? If each one speaks a few words, it'll waste a lot of time."

The moment Jing Qianying learned Qin Feng had captured Xiongying Ridge, her anger had already faded.

After all, the facts proved Qin Feng had seized the opportunity.

Though she inwardly understood and forgave him, her words turned bitter—ultimately, Jing Qianying resented how little time Qin Feng spent with her.

If their relationship had remained merely ordinary sibling bonds, even if Qin Feng died on the farthest edge of the world, she wouldn't have missed him at all.

But this brat… was simply too cunning!

He slipped into her heart, making her ache with longing—then vanished without a word. Every time she thought of Qin Feng, she felt both love and hatred.

"Hmph, only because you captured Xiongying Ridge—I'd have never let you off otherwise!"

Watching Jing Qianying's pouting face, Qin Feng smiled sweetly, soothing her softly.

"Fourth Sister, I've missed you so much."

"You don't know—back in Jingdu, whenever I thought of you, I lost my appetite and my days felt empty without you."

Hearing this, Jing Qianying's cheeks flushed red; she glared at him and snapped: "Pfft, you're just full of smooth talk!"

"What kind of person you are—I know better than anyone!"

Facing Jing Qianying's scolding, Qin Feng's smile widened: "I understand your nature well."

"In my memory, Fourth Sister was a goddess—unconcerned with fame or fortune, sparing with words, transcendent and aloof. But lately… you've become increasingly lively."

Lively?!

Jing Qianying couldn't believe her ears—Qin Feng had actually used the word "lively" to describe her.

Qin Feng pressed on: "Isn't that exactly what 'lively' means? You talk more, your temper's gotten worse. Before, you'd just tell me to get lost—now you hit and scold me. Isn't there a saying? Oh, I remember: 'Beatings show affection, scolding shows love…'"

Jing Qianying's face instantly flushed crimson—she couldn't tell if Qin Feng was mocking her… or flirting with her.

This fellow's audacity was growing bolder by the day!

Jing Qianying raised her scabbard to strike—Qin Feng instantly leapt far away, raising his hands in a "I'm terrified!" pose, yet his face wore a mischievous grin.

Jing Qianying was seething—just as she was about to lash out, she heard faint laughter and turned to see Ning Hu and a group of soldiers standing nearby, having watched the entire scene with delight.

In an instant, a strange feeling rose in her chest—was this… shyness?!

She, who had roamed the world since childhood, was actually feeling shy?

Jing Qianying bit her lip and glared fiercely at Qin Feng: "I'm not talking to you!"

Saying that, she mounted her horse and galloped off without looking back.