Chapter 757: The Lord or a Teenage Girl? (II)
Chapter 757: The Lord or a Teenage Girl? (II)
Meng Hun said roughly, "Hanmei, just spit it out. Don’t hem and haw and act all secretive."
Li Yun said directly, "Our lord really is a woman."
Meng Hun raised his hand and felt Li Yun’s forehead. He did not have a fever.
"I’m serious, even the lord has acknowledged it…" Li Yun gently waved away Meng Hun’s hand. "You don’t believe it?"
"Who would believe such a joke?"
Meng Hun shook his head. Dian Yan shook his head as well.
Li Yun said, "Vice-Captain Dian has seen the lord in women’s clothing before. Have you forgotten, at that time, that his lord single-handedly challenged the new recruits from the men’s battalions…"
Dian Yan froze for a moment as he recalled the relevant memories in detail, only forming a vague impression after a while.
With the attention of his two comrades on him, he said, "I can’t really remember anything else, I only remember that the female soldier was very manly."
Li Yun was scared.
He should never let his lord hear this!!!
It was not only Jiang Pengji’s subordinates who were all stirred up when she clearly stated her true gender. The tongues of other influential groups were wagging too.
"The lord has returned…"
When Feng Jue heard the announcement, he quickly got up to welcome his lord. He was stunned to find that his lord appeared to be in shambles.
"My lord, you’re covered in blood, what happened? Did something happen at the court assembly today?"
Feng Jue was originally worried that Huang Song was injured. He breathed a sigh of relief upon a closer look.
There was nothing wrong with his lord except for his pale face.
Huang Song raised his hand to wipe at his face, touching the dried bloodstains with his fingertips. As the thrilling scene that had occurred reappeared in his mind, his stomach started to feel uncomfortable again.
He lifted his hand and shook it, whispering, "I’m fine… Today’s assembly… it’s complicated and I can’t explain it in just a few words. I’ll go to the backyard to wash up and change my clothes."
Feng Jue thought of something and called out to Huang Song, "My lord, the lady came over this morning."
Huang Song’s nerves tightened. "Why did the lady come?"
"You’re newly-weds! Naturally, she can’t bear to be apart from you." Feng Yan laughed as he teased him.
Huang Song had been engaged for two years. It was only half a year ago that he’d married that noble daughter of an aristocratic family. The surname of his wife was Qi. This woman’s style of doing things was tough as nails and her courage and intelligence were outstanding. On their wedding night, she’d ordered her maid to stand guard outside the bridal chamber with a knife. Every time that Huang Song went to the backyard, he felt so aggrieved. It was as if he was handing over his taxes in grain.
"I think I’m going to die…"
Huang Song gritted his teeth, revealing a stricken expression.
"That’s right!" Feng Jue said again, "The two women that your esteemed father arranged for you were thrown out by the lady through the back door."
Huang Song stumbled and he nearly fell down the steps. Both of his legs trembled and he only managed to stand up by holding onto the pillar.
Shivering uncontrollably, he said, "Huaijie, do you have an explanation… I’ve never laid a finger on those two women…"
Feng Jue was not Jiang Pengji. Occasionally, he liked to watch others make fools of themselves, but he did not really like to torment his lord.
"I’ve already spoken to the lady, and she seems to be in a good mood. I’ve given the two women some money to use to get home safely and sent them on their way."
Huang Song breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that he had just flown back to earth from hell.
Talking about Lady Qi, Huang Song felt his calves shaking.