Years turn into wind

After Wei Tianheng's conspiracy was exposed, the Marshal's Mansion once again returned to a brief period of peace. However, such peace often foreshadows the coming of the next storm.

Ling Xiaotian and Cheng Yuwei used this time to relax as much as possible and enjoy the rare relative peace. They knew in their hearts that this kind of life might not last long, but because of this, every day seemed especially precious.

Promise of the Night

That night, Ling Xiaotian, for the first time ever, did not work overtime to handle official business, but returned to his bedroom early. He saw Cheng Yuwei sitting at the desk, chin in one hand, pen in the other, buried in her notebook.

"Weiwei, what are you busy with?" Ling Xiaotian walked up to her quietly, glanced down, and found a simple sketch of a chemical device on the notebook, with many marked chemical formulas and equations next to it.

Cheng Yuwei looked up and saw him, then smiled faintly: "I'm trying to find a way to improve the formula of explosives. Didn't you say that your ammunition supply is limited? I want to see if there is a more economical and efficient method."

Ling Xiaotian raised his eyebrows slightly: "Your little head is always worrying about me all day long, which makes me, Ling Xiaotian, feel a little ashamed."

Cheng Yuwei smiled. "Since you can focus on commanding the battle, I will naturally do my best to help you solve the logistical problems. After all, this is your territory. How can I just stand by and watch?"

"This is my territory, but you are the most important person to me." Ling Xiaotian stretched out his hand and pulled her up from the chair. "Don't stay up late tonight. Come, have a cup of tea with me."

Fun in the kitchen

The two of them went to the kitchen together, and Ling Xiaotian personally brewed a pot of tea. Cheng Yuwei watched him busy in the kitchen and couldn't help but smile, "It's really impressive that such a great commander has such skills."

As Ling Xiaotian poured water into the teapot, he said confidently, "Marshal Xiaotian has many skills. Making tea is nothing compared to that. Back when I was on the battlefield, I relied entirely on my cooking skills to survive in the wild. I'll show you my stewing skills someday. I guarantee you'll never forget it."

Cheng Yuwei crossed her arms and looked at him with a smile: "Okay, then I'll wait and see."

The tea was ready. Ling Xiaotian picked up two cups and sat with Cheng Yuwei in the pavilion in the courtyard. The night breeze blew gently, the starry sky shone brightly, and at this moment, all disputes seemed to be far away from them.

Small talk

"Xiaotian, have you ever thought about what you will do after the war is over?" Cheng Yuwei suddenly asked.

Ling Xiaotian pondered for a moment, then smiled calmly, "I haven't really thought about it. Maybe I'll find a place to live in seclusion and live an ordinary life."

"Seclusion?" Cheng Yuwei was a little surprised. "Are you really willing to give up everything?"

"It doesn't matter whether you are willing or not. As long as you are by my side, I will be satisfied." Ling Xiaotian held her hand with a sincere tone.

Cheng Yuwei felt warm in her heart and her eyes were slightly sore, but she still said in a teasing tone: "Your words sound like the lines of a love veteran to make people happy."

Ling Xiaotian laughed and ruffled her hair: "I'm not trying to tease you, I'm speaking the truth."

A hint of crisis in the calm

This warm moment lasted until late at night, and both Cheng Yuwei and Ling Xiaotian felt more relaxed than ever before. However, just as they were about to return to their room to rest, Shen Zhaoning suddenly barged in, his face grim.

"Marshal, we've discovered something unusual." Shen Zhaoning handed over a letter, his voice low and heavy, "Our spies intercepted a secret letter, which mentioned that the northern warlords are likely to launch a surprise attack on us in the near future."

Ling Xiaotian took the letter, his brow furrowed. He quickly glanced at its contents, a hint of murderous intent in his eyes: "These guys really can't wait."

Cheng Yuwei also leaned over to take a look and asked seriously, "How detailed is their action plan?"

Shen Zhaoning shook his head. "At the moment, there's only a vague timeframe and a few suspicious locations, but the specific details are still under investigation."

Ling Xiaotian said in a deep voice, "Immediately strengthen border defenses and closely monitor enemy movements. At the same time, continue to send personnel to conduct in-depth investigations to ensure they have a firm grasp of their plans."

Cheng Yuwei didn't say much, but just stood silently beside Ling Xiaotian, supporting his decision with actions.

Another promise

At night, Ling Xiaotian was sitting in his study reading military documents. Cheng Yuwei came in with a cup of hot tea and gently placed it in front of him.

"Xiaotian, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will be with you to face it." Her tone was gentle but firm.

Ling Xiaotian raised his head, looked into her eyes, and suddenly reached out to hold her in his arms: "With you here, I'm not afraid of anything."

At this moment, the two seemed to promise each other with a silent oath that no matter what the future holds, they will walk hand in hand.

Although the storm has not yet arrived, their hearts are ready to face everything.