Chapter 752: First Volume, Chapter 752: The Snow Wolf Brigade Approaches

First Volume, Chapter 752: The Snow Wolf Brigade Approaches

Although the Embroidered Uniform Guard had long known the Snow Wolf Brigade cavalry was stationed nearby, since they were all light cavalry and the elite Snow Wolf Brigade, interception was difficult. Moreover, since the two nations had officially ceased hostilities, the Embroidered Uniform Guard was ordered only to conduct surveillance on the movements of this Snow Wolf Brigade cavalry, taking no military action.

When the messenger burst into the garrison, the Embroidered Uniform Guard realized something was wrong—by the time they prepared to return and report, it was already too late.

The thousand Snow Wolf Brigade cavalry stationed on the spot instantly entered battle readiness; Chen Mou arrived without pause, leading the Third Battalion cavalry straight toward Yan'nan Pass.

……

At the Xiongying Ridge Vanguard Camp, Qin Feng smiled broadly as he gently comforted the frowning Jing Qianying.

"Fourth Sister, I've never forgotten my promise to you. Look—I've even gathered Lü Ci and Li Chou's armies."

Before arriving, Jing Qianying had already guessed that Qin Feng's pacification of Lü Ci was for her sake, and she was naturally moved.

But what angered Jing Qianying wasn't just this one thing.

"Hmph, Elder Sister's evaluation of you was spot-on—you're heartless!"

"Think hard—what else did you promise me back then?"

Huh? There's more?

Qin Feng tilted his head, racked his brains, and grew more confused the harder he thought.

Seeing Qin Feng utterly baffled, Jing Qianying grew even angrier. Since there were no outsiders in the tent, she grabbed his ear without restraint and snapped: "What did I say? You've completely forgotten everything!"

"Back in Jingdu, you promised in front of everyone that you'd marry me! Hmph, all you men are no good."

Jing Qianying wouldn't hesitate or hold back like Liu Hongyan or Shen Qingci—whatever she felt, she said straight to Qin Feng's face.

Even as her cheeks burned, she stared directly at Qin Feng, as if determined to demand an answer.

Qin Feng suddenly understood—it was about that! He couldn't help but smile inwardly; he hadn't expected Jing Qianying to be so impatient.

Without explanation, he pulled her into a tight embrace.

Startled by this sudden move, Jing Qianying flinched, raising her palm instinctively to strike—but as she brought it down, the fierce strike softened into a gentle punch.

"You… you little rascal, you were teasing me all along!"

"Do you think now that I'm Tianlu Marquis, I won't hit you?"

Qin Feng didn't loosen his grip—he held her tighter and chuckled: "Fourth Sister, even if I were Emperor, you could still hit me and scold me."

Hearing this, Jing Qianying was both shocked and furious, clapping her hand over his mouth: "You dare say such things! Don't you fear others learning of your rebellious intentions?"

Qin Feng lifted his head, unafraid: "I'm just stating facts. As long as I can be with Fourth Sister, I fear nothing. Besides, my promise to you was only natural."

Natural? Jing Qianying's eyes widened in surprise: "You mean…"

Before she could finish, Qin Feng answered: "Hehe, when the time comes, I'll come for you in a grand eight-bearer palanquin."

"No! A palanquin is too modest. Given your status, your send-off escort alone must stretch a thousand li."

Jing Qianying's cheeks flushed, her gaze complex as she looked at Qin Feng: "You… don't care about my status at all?"

Qin Feng shrugged, unconcerned: "Why should I care? You're my Fourth Sister!"

Jing Qianying exhaled in relief. Until now, she'd feared Qin Feng, upon learning her true identity, would hesitate and no longer mention their earlier "private vow."

After all, Qin Feng was a high minister of Liang Kingdom, while she was of the Bei Di Imperial Clan—if they married, schemers would surely speculate, forcing Qin Feng into the impossible choice: loyalty to Shedynasty, or loyalty to his wife's family.

But the truth proved Jing Qianying had worried needlessly—Qin Feng didn't care about her true background at all.

"Feng'er, I still want to ask clearly—if one day I return to the Bei Di Imperial Clan, can we still be like this…?"

Qin Feng didn't hesitate: "Hehe, Sister, don't you know me yet? I'm fiercely protective of my own."

"I've never heard of a marquis living ten thousand years—only emperors are said to rule forever. My life as Qin Feng is so short. What happens to the next generation? What's that to me? I only care whether, while I'm alive, I live comfortably and freely."

Qin Feng's meaning was clear: if Jing Qianying returned to the Bei Di Imperial Clan, their bond would ensure true peace between the two nations.

Whether the two kingdoms would clash again a hundred years from now was beyond Qin Feng's concern.

Jing Qianying's heart settled. She no longer resisted his embrace—instead, she returned it.

Her face buried in Qin Feng's shoulder, she didn't realize how happy and utterly at ease her expression had become.

"Feng'er, thank you for everything you've done for me."

Jing Qianying finally spoke her heart—her face beamed with smiles, yet her eyes glistened with tears.

"All those years I wandered the world, training everywhere—it was just an excuse. The Bei Di King never stopped hunting me; after all, leaving roots uncut invites endless trouble. Only when I faked my death and hid in the Qin Family did he finally give up."

"Since I began my bandit escape, not only has the Qin Family saved me like a second birth, but your kindness to me, Feng'er, I've never forgotten."

"When I return to the Bei Di Imperial Clan, avenge my parents, and restore the true Bei Di lineage, I will issue an order: the two nations shall forever remain allies. After that… Bei Di will also be your home."

For the usually cold Jing Qianying to say such words proved she had truly opened her heart.

Qin Feng felt deeply moved—apparently the old saying was right: even stone can be warmed.

Qin Feng gently patted her back, whispering softly: "Fourth Sister, back in Jingdu, when you kept demanding money from me, I already guessed you needed it for something big. Now I understand—you were raising funds to restore the true Bei Di lineage."

"Don't worry. In my heart, you're more than just a sister. From now on, everything is on me."

Jing Qianying nodded slightly, her chin resting on Qin Feng's shoulder, whispering: "Then… can you stop calling me Fourth Sister?"

Hearing this, Qin Feng froze: "If not Fourth Sister… what should I call you?"

Jing Qianying bit her lips lightly: "Whatever you like—I just don't want to be your sister anymore."