Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

"General, a few people have come to the camp. They seem to be the enemy commander-in-chief?" General Li and Du Weijian looked at each other, the words sounding somewhat familiar.

Could it be that the divine sword Qinghong has returned?

The two ran quickly toward the training ground; Qinghong had left someone there last time.

Several lieutenants realized something and immediately followed. Sure enough, they saw a group of people forming a circle in the distance, pointing and gesturing at the ground.

General Li immediately felt relieved, and even his steps became much lighter.

The people on the ground were Sun Yao, a veteran general of the Qi Kingdom, and Jiang Zhifeng, a general of the Wei Kingdom. The third person, though unfamiliar, could be guessed: in his forties, with refined features, he was likely Shen Tao, a Confucian general of the Shang Kingdom.

Du Weijian looked up at the other encirclement and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

Qinghong is finally back.

The next morning, the allied forces of the three countries sounded their war drums again.

If there's no head coach, then we'll replace him; this battle must be fought.

The Divine Sword is indecisive; once they kill the people of the Holy Kingdom, they'll be at the Divine Sword's mercy.

It is said that divine creatures possess spirits and are most afraid of being stained with blood, so I don't believe it can really go on a killing spree.

Before the two armies, Qinghong, shimmering with seven-colored rays of light, made a dazzling entrance. This was its favorite kind of spectacle, the center of attention it garnered.

Finally, it was its turn to perform, the highlight of its life. Its inability to speak was the only regret of the performance.

Qinghong surveyed the front of the formation, making sure everyone's attention was on it. Then it spun 360 degrees, and with a flash of sword light, the distant mountain peaks were cleanly severed.

The earthquake trembled so badly that the sound of landslides could be heard even from this distance. It was clear how much damage had been done to the distant mountains.

The two armies stared at the mountain peak that had been cleaved in two, silently swallowing hard. Such a miracle was beyond human capability, and many considered retreating.

"Our Emperor, by the will of Heaven, has unified the world. If you take another step forward, it will be like climbing this mountain." Du Weijian very tactfully provided the voiceover for the divine sword, even though this was not what Qinghong wanted.

It seems I'll have to give them advance notice next time.

General Wei reluctantly drew his sword. "Bluster! Divine objects possess spirits and fear the stain of blood. The people of the Holy Kingdom are merely intimidating us. We are fighting for our country. Think of your families. Would you want them to become slaves and be trampled upon?"

The fear in the soldiers' eyes slowly faded, and a resolute light appeared in their eyes.

The infantrymen raised their weapons, their legs barely taking a step. A flash of multicolored light streaked across the sky, and 5 men were cut in half at the waist.

They remained in their weapon-wielding stances when their gaze suddenly lowered. Looking down at the towering enemy opposite them, they looked down at their own bodies. It wasn't that the enemy had grown taller; rather, they and their weapons had all been broken in two.

The soldiers belatedly began screaming loudly, frantically searching for their bodies.

The soldiers behind dared not take another step forward; who would choose death over survival? If the enemy was invincible, they would rather choose to live a life of ignominy.

Soon, the 30-strong army scattered and fled in disarray. They were terrified and dared not put up any resistance.

A war began with great fanfare and ended in utter absurdity. The other three kingdoms, who had been observing, immediately abandoned their plans and obediently brought all sorts of rare treasures to the Holy Kingdom.

No matter how much resentment they felt, a simple statement of destiny was enough to crush them completely.

With the unification of the land, Duan Jiufeng became even busier. From ensuring the distribution of grain and implementing political reforms to educating the people and managing various regions, even with everyone united in purpose and effort, Duan Jiufeng still felt there was a shortage of talent and was overwhelmed with work.

Qin Baobao said she couldn't help Duan Jiufeng with his busy schedule.

Since returning from the sacrificial ceremony, the little system has given up and keeps clamoring to go to the next world.

Qin Baobao remained uneasy and refused to leave. The world had only recently been unified, and the envoys from various countries had not yet arrived; there was no guarantee that something wouldn't go wrong again. Qin Baobao decided to wait until the envoys arrived, to exert some pressure, before departing.

Qin Baobao told the little system her plan, and the little system was furious. The "Destiny Stone" was right there; as long as it was placed next to the emperor, what problem couldn't be solved?

Duan Jiufeng isn't a child, why should she worry about him?

He always claims to be stupid, but the host is no less so. Why wouldn't he use such a useful tool like Qi Yunzi? What is he thinking?

Qin Baobao insisted on waiting for the arrival of the envoys from various countries before making any decisions. If the small system had any other way, it wouldn't be sitting here anxiously.

He's so useless!

A month later, the envoys from various countries finally arrived in Shengjing City. Shengjing City was now paved with cement, bustling with shops, and not a single beggar could be seen on the roadside. As long as one had hands and feet and worked diligently, everyone could have enough to eat.

Qin Baobao's preparations were completely unnecessary; the envoys from various countries were humble and polite, and always ready to grant her requests. She was truly a wonderful person who moved the world, and everyone adopted a very humble attitude.

Fortunately, the Holy Kingdom's emperor was a wise ruler and did not make things difficult for them. The guests had a pleasant trip, and it seems that having a different emperor might not be so bad.

After the envoys from various countries left, Duan Jiufeng became even busier. He worked late every night, so tired that he would fall asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Looking at his haggard face, Qin Baobao always hesitated to speak. She was the one who dragged him into this busy situation, yet now she was the one having to walk away.

"Host, what are you still hesitating about? Last time you said you would wait until the envoy left. The envoy has already left, why aren't you leaving? If you continue to be so indecisive, you'll only hurt yourself. It's not like you won't see him again!"

"He dismissed his harem for my sake, and if I leave again, he won't even have anyone to talk to."

It's exhausting for someone to keep giving. Qin Baobao isn't blind; she can see his repeated efforts.

"You're gone, but the original owner is still here. In this world, he's the emperor; what can't he have?" The little system is really worried sick about its host. Lately, it's been losing feathers in clumps; if it doesn't leave soon, it'll become a bald eagle.

After hesitating for a long time, Qin Baobao stood up and went to the Imperial Study. A young eunuch saw the Empress and immediately went in to announce her arrival.

Ignoring the ministers in the imperial study, Duan Jiufeng threw down his pen and ran out. Although he didn't want to go out, he couldn't keep his sister waiting outside.

The two went to the side hall next door, and Qin Baobao got straight to the point.

"I'm going to leave."

"So fast?" Upon hearing this, Duan Jiufeng felt a heartache of relief.

He wasn't unaware of his sister's unusual behavior, but in order to keep her around a little longer, Duan Jiufeng spent his days busy with official duties in the Imperial Study and went straight to sleep when he got home at night.

I didn't expect her to say it anyway.

Qin Baobao lowered her head and twirled the cup in her hand. "We'll meet again in the next world. Once you've settled things here, you can come find me." The atmosphere was too oppressive, so Qin Baobao put down the cup and prepared to leave.

Duan Jiufeng grabbed his sister's wrist tightly. "Can I kiss you before I leave?"

Duan Jiufeng looked up at Qin Baobao pleadingly. His eyes were filled with heartbreak, parting, and reluctance. Qin Baobao couldn't bear to look at him a second time.

Nodding gently, Duan Jiufeng immediately hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to embed himself into her flesh and blood.

Duan Jiufeng took a deep breath, gently cupped Qin Baobao's face, and slowly moved closer.

Qin Baobao felt a little awkward and tried to turn her head, but Duan Jiufeng held her head still. She could only close her eyes and wait for the kiss to come.

Duan Jiufeng finally kissed her, a little clumsy at first, but gradually getting into the swing of things and becoming more and more engrossed. His kiss was like a fine, dense spider web, gently binding its prey, leaving Qin Baobao almost breathless.

Amidst the wet, salty tears, Qin Baobao suddenly opened her eyes and saw Duan Jiufeng, his face streaked with tears.

He must be exhausted from chasing after a relationship that may have no future.

Qin Baobao pushed him away and returned to Fengqi Palace.

"System, leave!"

The emperor in the imperial study smiled. His sister was indeed very soft-hearted.