The Bully General's Spiritual Husband

Looking at Li Mo, who was already fast asleep in his arms, Yin Baicai tucked him in and sat on the edge of the bed, his mind filled with thoughts, keeping a close eye on the movements outside.

The candlelight inside the room was almost completely burned out when the sound of war drums signaling the retreat was heard.

In the biting cold wind, Li Zhe watched the retreating Wali army with an indifferent expression.

Neither side gained an advantage in this battle, and both suffered heavy losses.

The upcoming battles will likely be even more difficult.

With the help of his soldiers, Li Zhe transported the fallen soldiers back to the city. He then ordered his men to count the number of casualties and to handle the subsequent compensation matters. It wasn't until dawn that he was able to return to his camp.

Before she could even remove her blood-stained armor, Yin Baicai barged in.

Yin Baicai nervously walked over after putting down the breakfast she had brought for Li Zhe.

"Li the bully, are you alright?" Although she was asking about Li Zhe's condition, she had already thoroughly examined Li Zhe from head to toe.

When Li Zhe saw Yin Baicai arrive, a smile finally appeared on his face.

"It's okay, why are you here?"

Yin Baicai hesitated at first, but finally she just said it directly, "I'm worried you won't be able to do it!"

He thought about it all night and finally figured it out. In the little things they did together, he had already put Li Zhe in his heart.

However, he could never get over that hurdle in his heart. A night of fear and anxiety finally made him dare to face his feelings for Li Zhe.

It's just dating, what's the big deal? I'm a modern person, and I can't even compare to Li Zhe, this old-fashioned guy.

He's like a coward, always running away; that's not like me at all.

Things on the battlefield can change in an instant; no one can predict whether tomorrow or an accident will come first.

If something were to happen to Li Zhe, he would live with regret for the rest of his life.

I regret why I was too cowardly to admit my feelings for him, and I regret why I wasn't braver.

Life is short, only a few decades, why not do whatever you want?

Having figured everything out, Yin Baicai could no longer hold back. She stayed up all night, got up early to cook soup for Li Zhe, and rushed to the military camp.

Hearing Yin Baicai's words, Li Zhe's eyes widened with amusement, and he stammered, "Ah... Ah Yin, you, you mean you're worried about me... You, could it be..."

"Don't tell me, hurry up and take off your armor so I can see if you have any other wounds." Yin Baicai immediately changed the subject.

It's really embarrassing. Having lived two lives, this is the first time I've ever said something so shameful.

Li Zhe was not an awkward person to begin with, and he knew that Yin Baicai was just embarrassed.

He couldn't wait to take off his armor and pull the person into his arms.

Embarrassed, Yin Baicai struggled to break free from Li Zhe's embrace, shouting, "What are you doing—"

Li Zhe hugged the person in his arms tightly, smelling the scent of soap pods in Yin Baicai's hair, and whispered, "Don't move, I'll just hug you for a moment."

After saying that, he closed his eyes, his whole body relaxed, and he leaned against Yin Baicai, resting his chin on Yin Baicai's shoulder.

Knowing that Li Zhe hadn't slept all night, Yin Baicai gave up struggling and willingly became Li Zhe's human-shaped cushion to lean on.

Leisurely moments are always fleeting; upon closer inspection, Yin Baicai detected a faint smell of blood.

He said anxiously, "You're injured."

Li Zhe murmured, "It's a minor injury, nothing serious."

Yin Baicai didn't believe it. The two armies had been fighting for so long, and Li Zhe's martial arts skills were not weak. If it was just a minor injury, how could the smell of blood in the air become stronger and stronger?

Yin Baicai looked down and saw a large, bleeding gasp on Li Zhe's side. She gasped, "It's just a minor injury. I hope it hurts to death."

He quickly pulled the person leaning against him to sit on the bed, and hurriedly ran to the cabinet where Li Zhe kept his things to get the wound medicine and other items.

Li Zhe smiled and looked at Yin Baicai, who was busy like a spinning top, and felt a sweet warmth in his heart.

It's rare for Ayin to say something that shows concern for me. After driving the Wally army back to their lair, there are some things I need to make proper preparations for.

Looking at the person grinning foolishly, Yin Baicai said in a commanding tone, "You've been beaten silly and are still standing there? Quickly take off your clothes." She wrung out the cloth in the basin.

Li Zhe obediently took off his clothes to his waist in a few quick movements. Yin Baicai squatted down to help Li Zhe clean his wounds and then poured the wound medicine on them.

In the blink of an eye, within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Li Zhe's wound had been bandaged up.

Yin Baicai took the bloody water used to clean the wound out and said, "You should drink the soup on the table while it's still hot."

How could he not listen to his husband? Li Zhe obediently ladled out the soup from the food box, thinking that he had rushed over early in the morning and must not have eaten breakfast, so he also ladled out his portion and put it on the table.

When Yin Baicai returned, she saw that Li Zhe hadn't touched his chopsticks yet, and urged him, "I told you to eat first, why are you waiting for me?"

"No rush, let's eat together, come and eat!"

Not to mention the significant losses suffered by the Northern Region's troops, the Vali Kingdom was not far behind.

Hu Rulie returned to his tent with a dark expression. As soon as he sat down, he shouted at the guards, "Go and call the shaman over right now!"

Shaman is a general term for physicians in the Kingdom of Wali.

The shaman hurriedly came in with his medicine bag. Seeing Hu Rulie's gloomy face, he dared not say anything and quietly treated the wound on his arm.

Although the injury to his arm had healed earlier, he suffered a new injury today when he fought with Li Zhe.

"Alright, get out!" Hu Rulie shouted, seeing the shaman's hesitant expression.

The shaman, carrying his belongings, bowed and left the tent.

Hu Rulie did not let Wan Yanhe accompany him on this attack on Beiyu City, but instead entrusted him with some trivial matters in the army.

The guards outside Wanyanhe's tent immediately told him about Hu Rulie's injury, which made him happy and relieved. Why didn't that brat Li Zhe just cut off his arm?

However, there's no rush. Let them fight to the death, and then I'll reap the benefits.

He waved for the guards to leave, then stroked his chin, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

Hu Nu'er killed countless enemies on the battlefield and was nominated as the deputy captain of the tenth squad.

Wang Fu, who was originally confident of victory in this position, remained completely silent upon hearing the news.

His two lackeys, who had always followed him, found it very strange. Didn't their boss usually hate that little brat who hadn't even grown his hair yet?

How come I remained so calm this time after hearing that he had taken my place?

"Brother Fu, don't you hate that kid the most? This time he stole the position you've always wanted. Aren't you angry?"

Wang Fu kicked him, "Go away, go away, don't disturb my thinking. I'm telling you two, don't cause trouble for that kid in the future, you hear me?"

The two men nodded and bowed, saying, "Understood." Then they walked away, muttering to themselves.

Wang Fu was in a dilemma. How could he thank that kid? He had caused him trouble, and now the kid had saved him. Ugh, this was so annoying.

Hu Nu'er was not surprised at all by her promotion and continued to wipe the knife in her hand.

Many of the people who shared a tent with him gathered around. "You've taken this position, so be careful and watch out for Wang Fu. He knows you've taken the position he's always wanted, and he definitely won't let you off the hook."

The others chimed in with their own opinions, and the noisy atmosphere came to an abrupt halt when Wang Fu lifted the tent curtain and walked in.

Many eyes were focused on him.

Wang Fu naturally approached Hu Nu'er and said to the crowd watching him, "Get out of here quickly, I need to talk to him."

Wang Fu was a notorious troublemaker in their tenth squad. Upon hearing this, the crowd scattered.

Before leaving, he gave Hu Nu'er a look that said, "Good luck to you."