Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

Ye Feng returned to the grand hall inside the house.

Xiao Chuanqi and Sima Zhantian followed closely behind, not particularly concerned about the Leader of the Martial Alliance of Southern River Region Jiangnan, but rather, the presence of Hong Qingyan piqued their curiosity.

After all, over this period, they had realized that the woman who always followed by his side seemed to have a relationship with their master that was anything but ordinary.

Xiao Chuanqi cleared his throat twice before asking, "My Lord, there's a question I'm not sure whether it's appropriate to ask?"

Ye Feng turned to look at him and said, "Ask!"

Xiao Chuanqi bowed slightly and asked, "May I know what the relationship is between Miss Hong and our Lord?"

Ye Feng smiled wryly and said, "It seems I have forgotten to formally introduce her to you two. Her name is Hong Qingyan, and she is my... fiancée."

Xiao Chuanqi and Sima Zhantian's expressions stiffened, and without another word, they walked over to Hong Qingyan, bowed, and paid their respects, "We pay our respects to the Princess Consort!"

Hong Qingyan was completely stunned, standing there unsure how to react.

Ye Feng said with a smile, "They are paying their respects to you. As the Princess Consort, you mustn't be discourteous."

Finally catching on, Hong Qingyan hesitantly said, "There's no need for such formalities."

Only then did Xiao Chuanqi straighten his posture, laughing as he said, "Who would have thought, our Lord has indeed faced great misfortune, but it seems he has been blessed with good fortune after all, even finding a wife. If this news were to spread back to the Northern Border, the soldiers would be extremely joyful."

"Yes, congratulations to our Lord, this is truly a joyous occasion!" Sima Zhantian also said with a laugh.

They didn't inquire much about Hong Qingyan's background, knowing it wasn't their place to do so.

All they knew was that she was chosen by their Lord, and that meant there could be no mistake; her background was of no consequence to them!

Ye Feng nodded and said, "Once we return to the Northern Border, I will bring the Princess Consort with me to announce to the thousands of soldiers!"

This statement undoubtedly confirmed Hong Qingyan's identity as his wife, and for the Northern Border King, his word was as good as gold!

At that moment, Hong Qingyan's head buzzed, and her thoughts were in complete disarray. She wanted to say something, but found herself at a loss for words.

Initially, when her grandfather wanted her to marry the other party, Hong Qingyan hadn't thought too much about it—even when she first saw him lying on the sickbed, barely clinging to life, her feelings were mostly of sympathy and pity, not to mention gratitude towards her grandfather.

Hong Qingyan had not truly considered marrying him at that time, nor had she imagined his identity would be so terrifying—he was the Northern Border King!

"He is the Northern Border King, a king who is above ten thousand people under the heavens, and I am just a wild child picked up off the streets, even with a lame foot, how could I possibly be worthy of him?" Such a thought suddenly surged in Hong Qingyan's heart.

Almost subconsciously, she wanted to voice these thoughts, but seeing Ye Feng's rare happiness, she couldn't bear to speak, especially since, during their time together, she had found herself truly falling in love with this man.

"Big Brother Ye, I am a little tired, I will go to rest now!" Hong Qingyan said, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts.

Ye Feng certainly saw what was on her mind, but realized that consolation wouldn't be appropriate at that moment, so he nodded, "Alright, I have many things to discuss with the two brothers. Go and rest, remember not to worry over nothing!"

Hong Qingyan nodded and then turned to go upstairs.

"Seeing off the Princess Consort!" Xiao Chuanqi and Sima Zhantian again bowed, which almost made Hong Qingyan burst into tears of laughter—she truly wasn't accustomed to all these formalities.

Sima Zhantian then turned to look at Seventeen and asked, "By the way, my Lord, I see this person has an extraordinary air about him, who might this be?"

Ye Feng said, "His name is Seventeen. He was sent by Lord Mu Tian and is currently my personal guard."

"So he was sent by Lord Mu Tian, that explains it. It's said that Lord Mu Tian personally trained a Demon Guard. Presumably, this person must be from that Demon Guard, right?" Sima Zhantian asked with a smile.

Ye Feng remained silent, seemingly lost in thought.

Lord Mu Tian also held great prestige in the Northern Border, and he shared a brotherhood of life and death with Ye Feng. While Ye Feng was the Northern Border King, Mu Tian was akin to a secondary king, his position even above that of the eight legion chiefs and the Commanding General.

Even Ye Feng, the Northern Border King, did not fully understand Mu Tian's Demon Guard.

Actually, Ye Feng had something he couldn't figure out; after his own mishap, the one who should have stood up to temporarily take his place was Mu Tian, but he had remained inactive.

"Right, after my incident, what exactly has Mu Tian been up to?" Ye Feng asked after some thought.

"Your subordinate doesn't know, Lord Mu Tian has always been very mysterious!" Sima Zhantian replied truthfully.

Xiao Chuanqi, however, appeared thoughtful and after a slight pause, he said, "Regarding Lord Mu Tian, your subordinate does know some things."

Ye Feng turned and waited for him to continue.

Xiao Chuanqi then said, "After Your Majesty's incident, your subordinate sought out Lord Mu Tian, wanting to request that he step in as a temporary Northern Border King to stabilize the Northern Border Soldiers, but in the end, Lord Mu Tian refused, no matter how earnestly your subordinate pleaded, he did not agree."

Ye Feng nodded, saying, "You were thinking of stabilizing the broader situation by asking him to temporarily take the place of the Northern Border King, indeed a good strategy. After all, besides me, only he could slightly command the sincere allegiance of the Northern Border Soldiers."

Sima Zhantian said, "From this perspective, it appears that Lord Mu Tian's loyalty is beyond doubt. His unwillingness to step in as regent surely indicates his wish for Your Majesty's return."

Ye Feng made no comment on this, asking, "When Zhu Guangbo from the imperial Zhu Family came to take over the Northern Border, did Mu Tian make any appearance?"

Xiao Chuanqi shook his head, saying, "He did not. Lord Mu Tian seems to have vanished during this period, and according to casual remarks from his personal guard, Lord Mu Tian seems to have been personally training his Demon Guard lately."

Ye Feng nodded slightly but did not inquire further. Experience tales at empire

Sima Zhantian said, "If Your Majesty has something to ask Lord Mu Tian, why not directly send him a secret message...?"

He had barely spoken when Xiao Chuanqi, who clearly had a much subtler mind than the straightforward Sima Zhantian, interrupted him with a meaningful glance, seemingly having discerned something.

In any case, the recent behaviors and actions of Mu Tian appeared somewhat abnormal.

"Your Majesty, as long as you do not return, the Northern Border is like a dragon without a head. It seems you must return sooner rather than later to take charge," Xiao Chuanqi said, bowing.

"Yes, Your Majesty, once we deal with the Leader of the Martial Alliance of Southern River Region Jiangnan tomorrow, we should return directly to the Northern Border, otherwise the military morale will remain unstable over time!" Sima Zhantian also spoke.

Ye Feng waved his hand, "Let's discuss this matter later, I have my plans, and now is not the best time to return!"

Xiao Chuanqi and the other did not say much more, and then the three of them sat at the stone table in the courtyard, chatting over light drinks until late into the night.

Ye Feng returned to his room, only to find the light still on in the adjacent bedroom; Hong Qingyan had not yet gone to sleep. Moreover, upon hearing the noise, she immediately came out.

"Big Brother Ye, have you finished talking?" Hong Qingyan asked.

Ye Feng asked, "Why haven't you slept yet? Have you been waiting for me to come back this whole time?"

Hong Qingyan could only laugh and say, "I couldn't sleep, and besides, I'm used to it; I normally attend to Big Brother Ye before I go to sleep."

Ye Feng, feeling a surge of self-reproach, purposely put on a stern face, "Big Brother Ye's legs and feet may be inconvenient, but it's not to the point where I'm a helpless invalid unable to take care of myself."

Hong Qingyan lowered her head and fell silent, looking pitiful.

Ye Feng, unable to help feeling compassion, patted the bed beside him, "Come over here and sit down."

As told, Hong Qingyan walked over and sat down beside him.

Ye Feng stretched out his hand, gently pulling her into his embrace.

Hong Qingyan trembled slightly, then rested her head on Ye Feng's shoulder, and her pretty face involuntarily filled with tender sweetness.