Chapter 190 Savior
"He's not a warmongerer. The war was clearly started by your West Asian Empire!"

Even though she was afraid, Jing Weisha did not forget to defend Luo Ang.

Luo Ang had only been to the battlefield once. He was a technical talent and a civil strategist, but was forced to become a military general. If the West Asian Empire had not launched an aggressive war against the Northern Zhao Kingdom, Luo Ang would never have come out to fight.

Although she thought so, it was a bit of a shift in blame.

"That's right. The commander of Beizhao Kingdom is not a warmonger, but my nephew Hilse is." Stuart changed his words.

"He is not either!" Jing Weisha refuted again.

"You are so anxious to speak for them. You are very familiar with them, right?" Stuart got to the point right away.

Perhaps he mentioned Luoang and Hilse just now in order to deceive her.

"Before the expedition, Hilse spent every day looking at the profile of a female. That female's name and appearance are exactly like yours. She is the mother of his son, Kailan, but he has no official status. Kailan's mother has had two husbands: one is the king of Beizhao, and the other is the commander of Beizhao, who has been fighting with us ever since."

Stuart didn't say anything else and fled with Jing Weisha in his arms.

"And then? What else do you want to say?" Jing Weisha looked at Stuart's upright and handsome face, her pair of clear eyes like a deer full of stubbornness.

What he meant by that was that he knew everything.

"Then, the little rose is much stronger than I thought. At least it knows how to survive and protects itself well." There was a hint of relief in Stuart's tone.

"Then are you going to tell them the truth?" Jing Weisha felt guilty when she said this.

"I won't say anything about you, and I've never told anyone."

He only hoped that she could live well, just like a normal orc, living beautifully, freely and honestly.

The man's words made Jing Weisha feel inexplicably at ease.

Actually, she didn't seem to be that afraid of him.

"Why? Hilser is your nephew, and you are a family. Can you bear to watch him get cheated?" Jing Weisha was still puzzled.

"What did you lie to him about? Didn't he want to take you for himself?" Stuart asked back.

He was not some old-fashioned creature who had no interest in the outside world. The first thing he did when he woke up was to look for the little rose.

Unexpectedly, Little Rose has a deep connection with Hilse.

Given Hilser's level of obsession, he would probably be happy to accept the little rose's deception.

Stuart took Jing Weisha and fled into a hidden cave. "There are too many Zerg here, and there are ambushes from the Northern Zhao Kingdom. We can't go back for a while."

Jing Weisha was a little suspicious, wondering if he deliberately didn't want to go back.

It is also possible that he has something to ask her.

Stuart put Jing Weisha down and guarded the entrance of the cave himself.

"Put your clothes in place first. I won't look at you." He remembered that the little rose would be shy.

"The clothes have been torn and can't be sorted out."

Jing Weisha wrapped the torn clothes around her body, revealing her slender and smooth legs.

Stuart turned his head slightly and caught a glimpse of that pair of delicate and smooth skin and bones.

Accompanied by the gentle scent of roses, a feeling of heat is triggered in the chest.

He forced himself to shift his gaze from that pair of beautiful legs and look upwards, meeting those beautiful eyes that were filled with resentment and anger, like the sea of stars.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect female clothes to be damaged so easily." The cold voice was low and shy.

Jing Weisha felt very uncomfortable during the eye contact. Perhaps it was because she felt a little shy being stared at so intently by a male with her clothes in disarray.

Fortunately, there was no trace of male desire for female on Stuart's ascetic face, and even his eyes were upright and proper.

The clothes she was wearing were already thin, and the cave was extremely cold. Not long after she entered, her exposed calves were shivering with cold.

"Are you cold? Or are you afraid of me?" Stuart noticed Jing Weisha's unnatural trembling.

"Of course it's cold..." Jing Weisha answered honestly.

I'm not really afraid of Stuart.

Stuart looked down at himself. His combat uniform was not convenient to take off, and it would be difficult to put it on the petite Little Rose.

"Do you mind if I come over and hug you?"

I've hugged him before anyway, so it shouldn't be a problem to hug him one more time.

"No need! Don't you... think plant pollutants are dirty?"

"I don't think so."

In his eyes, Little Rose is the cleanest being on the entire Beast Star, and no other creature can compare to her.

Jing Weisha silently curled up her legs and wrapped herself up as tightly as possible. She looked at Stuart with her clear eyes, "That's not necessary. Can you tell me why you helped me hide it?"

"Isn't it human nature for me to help my savior?" Stuart replied.

Stuart lifted his long legs and sat down on an uneven stone at the entrance of the cave, facing Jing Weisha.

The little rose said that she didn't need him to hold her for warmth, so he didn't go over.

The man's tall figure blocked out the already weak light outside the cave, and the shadow cast over enveloped Jing Weisha's entire body. The oppressive feeling of a battle-hardened general penetrated her heart.

I said I wasn't afraid just now, but now I'm still a little scared and my body is shaking even more violently.

"A savior?"

When did she become his savior?

"Shasha, there's something I want to know too." Stuart didn't elaborate on the topic of his savior.

"what's up?"

Jing Weisha swallowed, and a look of nervousness appeared on her beautiful face.

"Kailan, is this your child and Hilse's? Males don't mistake their offspring for their own. Kailan is Hilse's child, for sure. Hilse has only ever had one female, and that's you."

He had consulted a lot of information, but had not yet seen any fertile plant pollutants.

By the way, the little rose seems to have spiritual power. Once, a rose was planted in his spiritual sea.

Unfortunately, it was a temporary mark and disappeared while he was injured and unconscious.

When he first woke up, he wondered if the appearance of the little rose was just a dream, a nightmare mixed with a few sweet dreams.

The bright red petals of the little roses almost cut his heart. In his nightmare, he was rolling in mud and blood mist.

That beautiful little rose gave him beautiful dreams. Even when awake, he wanted countless times to keep the moment when the little rose, which had transformed into a human form, was in his arms and slapped him.

Hiss... Thinking back carefully, when she slapped me, the first thing that came to me was the scent of roses, and then the slap.

When the fragrance filled my nasal cavity, my face felt hot, but it didn't hurt at all. Instead, it brought an inexplicable sense of refreshment.

(The original hand-drawn sketches of my four sons are here. I will post the full picture after it is colored. Please don’t copy me. The images of my sons belong only to them. If you steal them, I will sue you.)
(End of this chapter)

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