My lord, hold me tight! (Quick Transmigration)

A woman going out alone is bound to attract trouble, so before leaving home, Su Nuan took some soot from the kitchen and smeared it on her face, making her look like an ordinary woman with no outstanding appearance.

Leaving the hunter's village, Su Nuan arrived in a small county town outside the village. While resting at a roadside tea stall, she was fortunate enough to learn about the current battle situation from the casual conversation of a few people at the next table:

The Third Prince has raised an army in the southwest and has already captured several cities a few months ago. However, the resigned General Wei Wu has been recalled by the Emperor and ordered to fight the rebels. With the arrival of the General Wei Wu, the soldiers, who had been demoralized by previous defeats, have seen their morale soar and achieved their first victory in the battle against the rebels on the second day. After six months of fighting, they have already recaptured three cities from the Third Prince, and the army is now stationed in Qingcheng, preparing for the next battle.

Su Nuan finished the cooled tea in her bowl in one gulp, casually wiped the water stains from her mouth with her sleeve, and it seemed that she would head towards Qingcheng next.

Originally, it would have taken a long time to reach Qingcheng on foot, but Su Nuan was lucky enough to encounter a small caravan heading towards Qingcheng as soon as she left the county town. The caravan owner was a kind-hearted person, and when he heard that she was going to find her husband who had joined the army, he readily agreed to give her a ride. In return, she did some chores for the caravan members.

After traveling day and night for half a month, they finally arrived at a small town on the outskirts of Qingcheng. Su Nuan bid farewell to the caravan owner and headed towards the gate of Qingcheng.

Long queues formed at the city gate, where soldiers were carefully questioning every civilian entering the city to prevent spies sent by the rebels from infiltrating.

Su Nuan joined the queue, and as the wait continued, the queue gradually shortened.

"Where did you come from, and what are you doing in Qingcheng? Tell me honestly!" the soldier asked.

“This young woman comes from the hunter’s village in An County. She has come to Qingcheng to find her husband who has joined the army,” Su Nuan answered honestly.

"Oh? Your husband is also in the army, what's his name?" the soldier asked, puzzled.

“My husband’s surname is Qin, and his given name is An,” Su Nuan replied.

"Qin An? I've never heard of this brother. Do you know him?" The soldier turned to his companion and asked.

"I don't know either, maybe they're from another battalion!"

It's understandable that they didn't know Qin An was the Mighty General. Basically, only the generals around Qin An knew the name of the general, and these low-ranking soldiers at most knew the title of Mighty General that they admired. Even if they did, they probably wouldn't associate the country woman in front of them with the general.

"...Ahem, young lady, do you know how to cook?" the soldier suddenly asked softly.

"Huh? Yes." Su Nuan didn't react for a moment to this sudden change in tone.

"Would you be willing to join the army as a cook? You might even get to see your husband."

"……it is good."

Su Nuan arrived at the army camp without breaking a sweat. When she later saw several burly men, each over six feet tall, cooking a large pot of unknown vegetables in the kitchen, Su Nuan suddenly understood.

Qingcheng had previously fallen to the rebels. The city's inhabitants who could have fled had long since fled, leaving behind only the elderly, weak, and disabled who were unable to carry heavy loads. When the army was stationed there, there were few cooks available to prepare meals. Originally, the army had several cooks, but they were all killed by stray arrows during a rebel attack. In the days following these cooks' deaths, the soldiers fought with ferocious ferocity, routing the rebel army. This was a "bloodshed" caused by a single cook.

Su Nuan is now managing the kitchen affairs with several middle-aged women who were recruited in the following days. During her time in the military camp, she also learned about Qin An's whereabouts. He is not currently in the camp; he is leading a troop of soldiers to welcome the old Marquis of Loyalty and Righteousness, who has come from the capital on imperial orders. The old Marquis of Loyalty and Righteousness is bringing 50,000 reinforcements allocated by the emperor to join forces with Qin An's 100,000 troops, preparing to take down the rebels in one fell swoop.

All Su Nuan could do now was wait.

Half a month later——

"The general is back!" an excited voice shouted.

Su Nuan followed several curious middle-aged women out of the tent and peered out at the approaching groups of people from afar.

It was already late when a group of soldiers, holding torches, greeted the troops in front of the camp. The figures in the distance were indistinct and not clearly visible.

A quarter of an hour later, the group finally entered the military camp. A man of extraordinary bearing and tall, upright figure stood out in the group, appearing in sight on horseback with an aura of righteousness. Su Nuan looked at his familiar, resolute face, her heart stirred, and she silently murmured: I've finally found you, Qin An.

Qin An was chatting with the Loyal Marquis beside him, introducing the situation in the military camp, when—

"My lord!" A woman's excited voice reached Qin An's ears. Qin An and the Marquis of Loyalty stopped their conversation and looked in the direction of the voice.

The woman was eager to go forward, but was stopped by several soldiers. Her face was somewhat blurry, but Qin An noticed a pair of familiar, bright eyes. Qin An turned to greet the Marquis of Loyalty and Righteousness, then dismounted and walked towards the woman.

"Let her go." Qin An waved to the soldier who was blocking the woman.

"Husband!" Qin An froze, stiffly accepting the woman's embrace. The woman's tears of excitement washed away the black ash smeared on her face, revealing the girl's fair complexion.

Looking at the woman in front of him, crying like a child while clinging to his waist, Qin An couldn't help but recall the first time he saw her, that figure crying alone on the cliff. He also thought of how she had come all the way from the hunter's village to find him. Looking at the tear-streaked face of the little woman in his arms, Qin An felt a surge of tenderness. His resolute face softened slightly, and he gently stroked her back, softly comforting her, "Yes, I'm here. It's alright now."

The group of men behind Qin An had already dismounted and stared in disbelief at the scene before them. They looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief. When had they ever seen such a gentle-spoken general?

Marquis Zhongyi watched for a while, and seeing the tender side of this usually aloof general, he couldn't help but smile and ask, "General Qin, who is this?"

"This is my wife," Qin An replied to the Marquis of Loyalty who had appeared beside him at some point.

"Oh? I didn't know General Qin was already married."

"My wife is someone I married after I resigned from my official post," Qin An said.

"Hehe, I was just asking casually! Considering it's getting late and you've had a long journey, why don't we discuss the deployment tomorrow?" Marquis Zhongyi chuckled and leaned closer to Qin An, teasing him in a low voice, "General Qin, you just want to spend some time with your beautiful wife, don't you!"

Su Nuan was already so embarrassed to find herself crying like that in front of so many people that she buried her head in Qin An's arms. Now, being teased like this, she wished she could disappear into the ground.

"...Yes!" Qin An looked down at his wife in his arms, whose ears were blushing red and only a pair of blushing ears were showing. He found it amusing, but answered seriously.

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