Feng Jin rolled her eyes directly. "I don't care to hear that."
Ling Mohan chuckled and spoke slowly, "I saw many herbs in this cave. They were seasoned with herbs."
"This is the first time I've known that the young general can recognize herbs. How strange!"
"Having fought battles for many years, if I didn't even know this basic thing, I wouldn't have survived until now."
The battlefield was extremely dangerous, and such things had happened many times before, but never this perilously.
If he didn't know these life-saving skills, he would have died a miserable death long ago.
"It's all my fault for being blind. I used to underestimate Young General Ling." Feng Jin said this sincerely. She had never thought Ling Mohan was so formidable before. But now that she thought about it, how could someone who was personally appointed as the Imperial Tutor at the age of twenty and achieved great victory on his first battlefield, and was called the Imperial Tutor by the common people, be an ordinary person? Kuai Shu Ge
"Now that you know, you should understand how good I am. You should realize that marrying me is your immense honor. You must always remember this and try your best to please me, keeping a close eye on me, otherwise I will be snatched away by someone else."
Ling Mohan began to boast about himself, almost blowing himself to the heavens.
Feng Jin looked helpless, rolled her eyes, and said, "You can go with whomever you wish. I absolutely won't stop you. You must understand that out with the old, in with the new. The next one will be better."
"You want to change!" Ling Mohan gritted his teeth, wishing he could pack Feng Jin up and throw her out.
She talked so much useless nonsense all day and wanted to find another one. Did she think he was dead or nonexistent?
"You said that if I couldn't keep an eye on you, you would be snatched away. Then why should I bother? It's better to just change to someone else for a cleaner break."
"You really are... forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."
In terms of verbal sparring, Ling Mohan was no match for Feng Jin, so he simply gave up and decided it was better to admit defeat.
"It would have been better if you had said so earlier. You had to put on an act, why bother! One must recognize reality."
Feng Jin patted Ling Mohan's shoulder and taught him earnestly.
"Drink some water and go to sleep quickly. You'll have enough energy tomorrow to climb up."
Handing the freshly boiled hot water to Feng Jin, Ling Mohan then found some dry grass to spread on the ground. "Alright, come and sleep."
Worried that Feng Jin wouldn't sleep comfortably, Ling Mohan took off his outer robe and spread it on the grass.
Feng Jin looked at the clean and tidy, somewhat passable bed. She tried sitting on it. It was indeed quite soft. To have a place to lie down in a cave, Feng Jin was already quite content.
"Aren't you coming up to sleep?"
Seeing Ling Mohan still sitting by the bonfire, she wondered what he meant by not coming up to sleep and staying there.
"You sleep first. I'll build up the fire and then sleep."
Ling Mohan found some dry branches to make the fire burn even more fiercely.
Only when Feng Jin was sleeping soundly, her breathing even, did Ling Mohan get up, cover her with his robe, grip his long sword tightly, and continue to guard the bonfire.
In the wilderness, wild beasts were common occurrences. He had said earlier that he would build up the fire; firstly, to let Feng Jin sleep peacefully, and secondly, because wild beasts feared fire.
Tonight, he was destined to keep watch, so that Feng Jin could sleep more peacefully.
...
Lu Shi, who was also sleepless on the cliff, held a stone tightly in his hand, constantly gazing at the words carved on it.
This familiar carving technique was from the young general. Now that he had confirmed the young general was safe, he could finally relax a little.
However, without personally witnessing the young general's safety, he couldn't be completely at ease. This night seemed to be longer than any other.
He had no idea what the scene below the cliff was like. If it weren't for the fact that no one was guarding this place, he would have jumped off the cliff long ago to find out.
"Lord Lu, have some food to tide you over."
"You all eat first, and then take turns resting. I'll go and keep watch first."
Lu Shi said in a deep voice, picked up his long sword, and went out to patrol.
The next morning, the dazzling sunlight shone into the cave. Feng Jin rubbed her eyes and got up groggily.
Compared to her bed at home, she was sore all over and felt very uncomfortable after sleeping.
Feng Jin stretched her neck and looked around but didn't see Ling Mohan. Her brow furrowed slightly. Where could he have gone so early in the morning?
Full of doubt, she walked out and saw Ling Mohan at the cave entrance, holding something unknown in his hand, his eyes scanning left and right.
"What are you looking at?" Feng Jin came closer and asked.
"Figuring out how to get up."
As soon as Ling Mohan finished speaking, a rope as thick as a wrist fell from the sky.
"Lu Shi must have lowered the rope. Let's hurry up!" Feng Jin was eager to leave this cursed place and immediately grabbed the rope, about to climb up.
But Ling Mohan stopped her. "How can you be sure this rope was lowered by Lu Shi? If it was lowered by the rebels, and we grab it to climb up, it will be a sure death."
Feng Jin shivered all over from fright and quickly let go of the rope, throwing it away.
This was too scary. If it were as Ling Mohan said, she had almost stepped into the gates of hell just now.
"Then how do you suggest we get up? We can't stay here forever. If the rebels discover Lu Shi and them and track down here, we'll be trapped like turtles in a jar, making it even easier for them."
Thinking this, Feng Jin suddenly felt she was in extreme danger, caught in a dilemma with no escape from death.
"My wife's thoughts are indeed thorough. It's just a pity that my wife has forgotten one thing?"
" Forgotten? I haven't forgotten!" Feng Jin asked, puzzled, not knowing what Ling Mohan was hinting at.
The man's lips curved into a smile. He turned his head to look at Feng Jin in the sunlight, his eyes full of affection. "My wife has forgotten how powerful your husband is. Naturally, he will ensure your safe return."
Feng Jin's mouth twitched uncontrollably. What was all this?
She now really missed the days when Ling Mohan was stern and unsmiling. His cold demeanor now seemed so pleasing to the eye, far better than his greasy appearance at the moment.
"You need to have a clear understanding of yourself. You're not suited to make such jokes at all. Your old cold demeanor suits your temperament better."
Patting Ling Mohan's shoulder, Feng Jin said earnestly, hoping Ling Mohan wouldn't do anything that would damage his image again.
Ling Mohan's brows furrowed slightly. He hadn't smiled well just now. Feng Jin had clearly told him to smile more and not always have a straight face. Why had she changed her mind now?