Being the King of War's Smart Wife
Never Feel Mother's Love
MU XIANZHAI finally laughed after listening to this. The earlobe was a sensitive part of Li Chang Su. He likes to tease her. But this time, the focus of the girl was lost just because of her.
Unwilling to mess around, Mu Xianzhai finally taught him well. Li Chang Su felt his right wrist almost numb as he followed the man's movements. It is very difficult to adjust the thickness and thinness of scratches on one brush only. He's not a habit.
"How can you do it without difficulty?"
"I'm used to it." The man narrowed his eyes and recalled his rather miserable childhood.
She doesn't have a mother. Only his grandmother and grandfather often accompanied him. As for his emperor father, it was quite busy. Not to mention, the concubines also had children. Until there was no time to pamper him so much.
In the past, his mother was probably the emperor's favorite, a love so deep. After dying from giving birth to Mu Xianzhai, the emperor did not blame him. He promised to take good care of Mu Xianzhai. Give him whatever he wants.
Including the throne, if you want.
Unfortunately, Mu Xianzhai has a hard personality and likes to play sword, archery or horse riding. Since he was four years old, already with his uncle, Mu Hongzhi—'s father to learn things about military barracks.
Originally Emperor Mu wanted to educate him as a true swordsman, have high martial arts and become a good leader. But don't know if it's going to decline like him, becoming a general.
Even because of the achievements and wars that had been won since young, Kaisat gave him the title of king of war. But the people and enemies out there already thought of him as a cruel god of war.
Killing enemies without blinking, not distinguishing men or women, Mu Xianzhai was always the same. He had been trained hard and was also obedient in his own military rules. Even his uncle was helpless.
Then, followed by Mu Hongzhi who was always ridiculous, rather reckless and what it was. This is the emperor's own better-natured niece and not cruel to anyone. Unfortunately, it was very sticky with Mu Xianzhai.
Wherever Mu Xianzhai went, that man would also definitely follow. Not out of envy or wanting to compete, Mu Hongzhi liked to tail him for help. Even if you go home with a body full of bruises and cuts. Because of this, his father often gave him a rod for punishment. Out of annoyance.
Instead of training to strengthen himself, Mu Hongzhi preferred to tail his cruel cousin.
"You are no longer alone now," said Li Chang Su immediately putting down a brush and kissing the man's cheek.
Listening to her story, it turned out to be very touching. This Mu Xianzhai was not much different like himself, having no mother. But at least, this man still had a good and silly father like the emperor.
Mu Xianzhai sighed. He hugged the girl and kissed her lips at a glance. A glint of sadness sometimes flashed across his deep eyes. Even if it was slightly obstructed by the silver mask, its aura was gloomy. He and Li Chang Su both had never felt motherly love.
But he even felt that his wife was more pitiful. Not having a father to ask for anything. Living in an orphanage since childhood and going into the army. Life is difficult and full of hurtful journeys.
He knew what a soldier's life was like. Not to mention, listening to He Ze tell a story about the life of modern-day soldiers, it turns out that the training is harder.
How much did Su'er go through to become a popular female soldier of the era. To have a lot of fans and also men who admire him secretly.
He was envious of not being there and being the only admirer.
"Mom and Dad probably never wanted me. So I was banished." The girl muttered a little.
"Su'er ...," he whispered in a choked voice.
From now on, he would take care of this girl and make sure if all her wishes were fulfilled in the future. And their children will also have a complete family.
"Mm.m ...." The girl was also immersed in the memories of her past in modern times. "I'm doing fine. I'm older than you. Remember, two years older than you," he said, giggling (little laugh).
Li Chang Su had turned thirty years old in modern times. His knowledge is wider than his. But now, looking at this little body of his, he was always thinking what he had always been passing through in the army. Training this small body to become stronger and more powerful against the enemy, was no easy feat.
He touched the girl's hand, squeezing her little finger. "Su'er, what age were you holding a weapon at?" tanyakanya.
"I've been holding a gun since the age of ten" he replied, recalling his childhood. He took out a gun that he carried everywhere.
The gun is heavy. It's a real weapon. There's still bullets in it. As Mu Xianzhai held onto this future weapon, his heart shivered. His wife had been holding this heavy weapon since the age of ten.
Now, just fifteen years of age alone it felt impossible for the girl to use it.
"Is it hard?" He asked again.
"Yes, of course. When shooting, if the arm and wrist are not strong, then the shot will shoot. The hands also hurt. Not to mention, it used earplugs in order to avoid the noise of an eruption sound when pulling the trigger." The girl explained a little about the joys and sorrows of learning to shoot. But most of it is a valuable experience.
This was no different from someone who wanted to learn martial arts. To take down an opponent well, one must have strong arms and legs. As well as a hand that is able to push an opponent who weighs twice as much as yourself.
Mu Xianzhai immediately got out of the gun and kissed his wife's fingers affectionately. Now there may be no calluses for no longer training hard. But when Li Chang said that if the question was harsh because he practiced often, he did not have the heart.
"In the future, this hand will always be smooth. There are special creams to soften the skin that have been passed down for generations in the empire. I'll request it from the emperor's father when we return."
"That's ... Actually I can make it if I want. But back then I didn't have time for training as well as missions," Li Chang Su said somewhat embarrassedly.
"Then, now will have plenty of time. There's me. Leave all the trouble to me. Su'er just needs to ask her husband to come forward." Mu Xianzhai chimed in and kissed the back of his wife's hand.
This calligraphy exercise has been practiced into a story of the past. Both no longer continue activities and choose to remove some ingredients to cook.
The day turned out to be near noon. It's still snowing, but it's not as bad as it was. Li Chang Su entered the artifact room to enter and Mu Xianzhai followed him.
For tents, there would be no worry as there were guards outside. So if there is anything, they will report from outside first.
Mu Xianzhai entered the artifact room because he wanted to search for some items that his grandfather had once left behind. And some old military training books.
He Ze was busy himself, boiling beans on a small stove and making pineapple candies. Mu Xianzhai watched it while picking out a book on a small shelf.
"Heh, be careful with your tail. Burned," he said, sneering.
The white squirrel who was always annoyed with the man just snorted and held a small spoon, pointing at the man with a sharp gaze.
"You're the owner who doesn't respect ancestors!"
"I told you, be careful with your tail burning." Mu Xianzhai's tone was still the same.
"What you said ... I'm ...." He Ze smelled the smell of burning feathers and immediately looked at his tail.
"Ohh!!! My tail!!" His cry was hysterical as he fled outside the room in search of water. "The foundation of man who has no respect for ancestors!" He shouted at the man again.
"....." Mu Xianzhai did not feel guilty at all.