Years turn into wind

Chapter 177 A Little Jealousy

The crisis was temporarily resolved, but the atmosphere in the Marshal's Mansion remained tense. After a brief respite, Shen Zhaoning dispatched personnel to intensify the investigation into the identity of the mastermind behind the incident. Although Cheng Yuwei was slightly frightened, she didn't show any signs of weakness. She quickly recovered and even bandaged Ling Xiaotian's wounds herself.

"You're always like this." Cheng Yuwei frowned as she carefully treated the wound. "You rush into the most dangerous places. When will you learn to protect yourself?"

Ling Xiaotian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and his tone was filled with a bit of doting: "If I don't protect you, who else can I trust?"

Cheng Yuwei looked up and glared at him, but was speechless by the tenderness in his eyes. She lowered her head and continued to treat the wound, but her technique became more gentle.

"This matter is not simple." Ling Xiaotian said in a deep voice, "The other party was able to accurately grasp our actions. It is obvious that there is a traitor in the mansion."

Cheng Yuwei stopped what she was doing and frowned slightly: "A traitor? If that's the case, then no one around us can be trusted, right?"

"That's exactly what I want to find out." Ling Xiaotian said firmly, "Don't worry, I will definitely catch that rat."

In the evening, Cheng Yuwei was sitting in the yard reading a book when Shen Zhaoning suddenly came.

"General Shen? How come you have time to come here?" Cheng Yuwei looked up at him with a faint smile on her face.

Shen Zhaoning smiled and handed her a wooden box. "I heard you were frightened this time, so I sent some supplements over. Yuwei, you are the wife of the Marshal's Mansion, you must take care of yourself."

Cheng Yuwei took the wooden box and said thank you, but heard a clear cough behind her.

"General Shen, isn't it a bit too much to care so much about my wife?" Ling Xiaotian appeared in the corridor at some point, his voice a little cold.

Shen Zhaoning looked at Ling Xiaotian, his smile unchanged: "Ling Shuai, you're worrying too much. I'm just worried about Yu Wei... Oh no, Madam Cheng. After all, she is my important partner."

"Partner?" Ling Xiaotian stepped forward and put his arm around Cheng Yuwei's shoulders, his tone revealing possessiveness. "It's a pity that she's my wife now. She doesn't need other 'partners' to worry too much about her."

Cheng Yuwei was a little embarrassed by his sudden action and whispered, "Xiaotian, General Shen also has good intentions, don't say that..."

Ling Xiaotian snorted coldly and stared at Shen Zhaoning, as if giving a silent warning.

Shen Zhaoning raised an eyebrow, but did not continue to argue. Instead, he stepped back and bowed: "In that case, I will not disturb you any longer. Madam, if you need anything, you can always send someone to find me."

He turned and left. Cheng Yuwei sighed, "Xiaotian, do you have some prejudice against General Shen?"

"It's not a prejudice." Ling Xiaotian's eyes were deep and his voice was low. "I just think that he cares a little too much about you."

Cheng Yuwei was at a loss for words: "General Shen is just concerned about me. Besides, we fought side by side before, so we are friends. Can you not be so stingy?"

"Friend?" Ling Xiaotian looked at her, his tone a little sour. "When I'm not around, does he always appear in front of you?"

Cheng Yuwei couldn't help but laugh: "Ling Xiaotian, are you really jealous?"

Ling Xiaotian didn't deny it. Instead, he pulled her into his arms and whispered, "I'm jealous, what's wrong? You're mine, and I won't allow anyone to have any improper thoughts about you."

Cheng Yuwei leaned helplessly in his arms, but the corners of her mouth raised an arc: "Xiaotian, you are really childish."

"As long as I can let you know that I care about you, what's wrong with being a little childish?" Ling Xiaotian looked down at her, his eyes full of tenderness.

The two smiled at each other, their shadows were stretched out long under the setting sun, and the atmosphere was warm and sweet.

Planning in the dark

At the same time, in another corner of the Marshal's Mansion, a pair of cold eyes were staring at the main house in the distance.

"Things have gone awry, and the Master is very unhappy," a voice whispered. "I'm afraid we'll all be punished for this failure."

"That depends on who lives longer," another said with a sneer, "The Lord has a new plan, and we must not make any mistakes this time."

"That woman Cheng Yuwei is such a trouble."

"No matter how troublesome she is, she's just a woman. We have to deal with Ling Xiaotian."

The two of them whispered to each other for a moment, then disappeared into the darkness.

The ensuing storm was obviously more dangerous than they had expected, and the calmness in the Marshal's Mansion was only the calm before the storm.