Chapter 43: Chapter 43 Feeding Porridge
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
The indigo sky had, unnoticed, shifted shades, slowly emitting the luster of jade. Streaks of pristine white light began to spread across the horizon in the direction of Dongxu Fortress City, gradually sketching the contours of the land and gently lifting the veil of night…
The stars did not depart immediately; they still studded the clear sky with hues of pink, azure, navy, and jade white. With dawn nearing, the canopy of stars revealed another magnificent and colorful spectacle in this faintly lit world!
Blood continued to drip from Li Yunzi’s palm as she had yet to stop the bleeding.
She seemed to hear something, slowly turning her face, her gaze fixed on the west, watching the dark-shrouded mountains in that direction.
Suddenly, atop the mountains, figures emerged one after another like black geese.
These black geese, formed in lines, brushed past the veil of dawn. Seemingly flying from night into day, they headed toward Rong Valley City, without an aura of slaughter about them.
These were the half of the Flying Bird Camp that Li Yunzi had sent back, led by Lu Jiangjun himself. He brought all the Fake Dragons to Rong Valley City and, following Li Yunzi’s wishes, unloaded all the supplies!
The supplies piled up like a mountain in an instant, and ripe grains squeezed out from the gaps in the sacks, scattering on the ground. Bathed in morning light, their sheen was even brighter than gold.
At the moment when these Fake Dragons appeared, the Riot Army was somewhat panicked, especially the leader Zhang Tuo, whose face was taut and dry, causing cracks to form on his skin…
But when he saw that the Fake Dragons carried food and clothing, just as Li Yunzi had said, Zhang Tuo’s face trembled slightly. After a moment, tears that he thought had dried up welled up and just wouldn’t wipe away cleanly!
“The Rong Valley City Lord will distribute these to you. Zhang Tuo, you should help him as well,” Li Yunzi said with a gentle smile to Zhang Tuo.
“This sword wound…” Zhang Tuo hesitated.
“The moment you lay down your weapons, you are my subjects. Within the territory of the Ancestral Dragon City-State, you can come and go freely, even if you’re unarmed, ” Li Yunzi answered.
“Thank you, Female Monarch, thank you for your compassion towards the common people!” Zhang Tuo knelt on the ground, endlessly bowing and giving thanks to Li Yunzi.
In Rong Valley City, the residents were also not few in number.
Ever since the Riot Army emerged, they had been tormented, because they knew these so-called beasts, the destitute, would take away everything they had.
But now, the city gates were wide open; the mighty Riot Army did not step into the city. Instead, they orderly collected the materials in front of the city walls that would help them through the winter.
On the ancient streets, people began to emerge one after another from their tightly shut homes. There were also women leading their children; they watched from a distance with a mix of fear and curiosity…
“Mommy, why did you lie? They don’t even have big fangs,” a four-year-old girl with pigtails said in a babyish tone to her mother.
The girl’s mother was visibly embarrassed and unsure how to respond.
In the City Lord Mansion, some blue bricks, some gray tiles, and the damp courtyard were filled with plum blossoms. The petals, wet from the rain, were scattered all over the ground, their fragrance mixing with the fresh scent of the post-rain valley, utterly intoxicating.
On a simple bamboo mat laid a blanket, and Zhu Minglang sat on a small stool, carefully treating Li Yunzi’s wound.
Li Yunzi had fainted.
The symptom was excessive blood loss.
Indeed, Zhu Minglang felt that there was an element of gambling with death in Li Yunzi’s actions. What if the Flying Bird Camp had been delayed? Wouldn’t she have lost her life in vain?
Just as he finished dressing the wound, just when Zhu Minglang thought he had finally proven useful, Li Yunzi woke up.
She opened her eyes, her gaze landing on Zhu Minglang’s face…
Zhu Minglang considered himself passably handsome, but definitely not enough to make a woman foolish with infatuation. Being stared at by Li Yunzi in such a manner, Zhu Minglang actually felt a little bit uneasy.
How did that saying go again? His old face blushed.
“There’s some red date porridge, just made. I’ll go to the kitchen and bring it to you,” Zhu Minglang said.
“Alright,” Li Yunzi nodded in response.
After bringing the red date porridge, Zhu Minglang intended to hand it over, but upon glancing at the bandages wrapped around her palms and then at the incredibly frail beauty,
he gently stirred it, letting the aroma and sweetness of the red dates spread through the porridge. Zhu Minglang then slowly extended the wooden spoon to Li Yunzi’s lips.
Li Yunzi hesitated.
“I took a sip in the kitchen; it’s not hot anymore,” Zhu Minglang said.
Li Yunzi looked deeply at Zhu Minglang and said, “Put it down, I can do it myself. ”
“You need to lie down for proper blood circulation,” Zhu Minglang insisted.
Li Yunzi was a veteran of battles and had suffered serious injuries. She was well aware that even a slight effort to sit up would cause breathing difficulties.
“How’s the situation outside?” Li Yunzi took a sip and immediately after swallowing, she asked.
“It’s going well. City Lord Zheng and Leader Zhang are capable people. More than ten thousand Wutu people have already received supplies and are on their way back,” Zhu Minglang said as he continued to feed Li Yunzi spoonfuls of the red date porridge.
Zhu Minglang fed her slowly, which was a reasonable pace for feeding.
However, with each parting of Li Yunzi’s lips, her gaze would shift, avoiding ?his. He remembered the resolute look in her eyes when she faced tens of thousands of the Riot Army. Perhaps Zhu Minglang indeed posed a greater threat than a thousand soldiers.
“Is this your young dragon?” Li Yunzi saw the fluffy little pseudo-dragon beside Zhu Minglang, and a ripple of joy spread in her eyes.
“You recognize it, huh,” Zhu Minglang smiled. He meant to say that it was Bai Qi who had helped them unlock the dungeon, but he was grateful for his restraint, feeling it wasn’t the right time to bring up that setting.
“Hm?” Li Yunzi revealed a hint of confusion, and after a moment, she recalled the small Ice Silkworm that Zhu Minglang often nurtured in the palm of his hand.
Little White gazed up with its large eyes, clearly recognizing Li Yunzi, too, and emitted a melodious chirping sound that was joyful and song-like.
“You see, I’m not just good at raising silkworms,” Zhu Minglang said with a hint of pride in his voice. However, thinking of her flying on her sword alone and holding off the tens of thousands in the Riot Army, Zhu Minglang felt a bit defeated.
Maybe he still had a long way to go…
Li Yunzi’s attention was on Little White, and a smile emerged on her somewhat pale cheeks. No one disliked cute and docile pets, and with Little White possessing the Linglong Technique, it now looked no different from a small white cat with gorgeous wings. If one were to place it in a pet market, it surely could melt any woman’s heart with ease. “What’s its name?” Li Yunzi asked.
“Bai Qi.”
“Bai Qi, Bai Qi…” Li Yunzi repeated a few times.
At the courtyard gate, a man came striding in briskly, drenched with sweat but with a beaming smile on his face as if about to share some joyous news. As he was about to speak, he caught sight of this scene in front of the house, where an ambiance of implied intimacy seemed to permeate the air like the fragrance of plum blossoms.
Zheng Yu gaped, then quickly came to a realization, looking like he understood everything, and promptly retreated back outside the courtyard.
“This Brother Zhu is truly no ordinary man. Even a woman of such illustrious esteem as the Female Monarch appears shy and meek before him,” Zheng Yu couldn’t help but feel even more reverence..
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