General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming Chapter 805 – Disdain for Dad

Chapter 805: Disdain for Dad

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The young master-in-law was what the bride’s family called their lived-in son-in-law. Who would call him that? This was no different from saying, “I’m your young lady’s man.”

He felt a sense of superiority as a lived-in son-in-law. Could it be that this guy was acting shamelessly?

Su MO had never seen such a shameless person in his life… He could not look straight at the Qin family army anymore!

“Take care, Young Master!”

“Young Master, be careful!”

“Don’t worry, Young Master and Young Miss. We’ll clean up the mess! We promise not to leave a single one alive!”

“Yes.” Wei Ting sat on the high and mighty horse and raised his eyebrows proudly. He looked like he enjoyed it, making Su MO want to slap him.

The group arrived at the valley of the Little Phoenix Mountain.

Su Xiaoxiao and Su MO came in a carriage. It was not convenient for the carriage to go inside, so they parked the carriage here.

Just now, when Tuoba Lie’s army passed by the canyon, the coachman pulled the carriage to the forest at the side and covered the traces of the wheels with snow in order not to expose his identity and cause trouble for Su Xiaoxiao and su Mo.

At this moment, he heard the familiar signal and pulled the carriage out again.

The carriage was not big and could only seat three people.

Su Xiaoxiao and Jing Yi sat in it. Su MO said to Wei Ting, “You ride the horse.”

He wanted to sit with his sister.

Wei Ting stood beside the carriage and lifted the curtain. “Aiya, the stool is wet. ”

Su MO, who had just bowed and walked into the carriage muttered, “Can you be more obvious when splashing the water?”

Wei Ting looked at Su MO with a faint smile. “Brother-in-law, let’s ride a horse together! ”

Su MO really wanted to slap him!

The group returned to the camp.

Regarding whether they should expose their identities, this was no longer important. Since Helian Ye had guessed that he had come to the border, there was no need to hide anything. The four of them openly took their tokens and entered barbican.

Leng Kui knew nothing about Wei Ting’s arrival. He fell asleep in the latter half of the night. Before he fell asleep, he was still thinking about Tuoba Lie’s encirclement of Qin Canglan.

His scouts returned and said that Tuoba Lie had mobilized 30,000 troops, including 10,000 cavalry.

The combat ability of the cavalry could be maximized on the flat ground. Qin Canglan relied on the 9,000 stragglers gathered here and there. It was impossible for him to be Tuoba Lie’s match.

To be able to defeat Northern Yan in the daytime, other than the Northern Yan cavalry being restricted, it was also to catch Northern Yan off guard.

Furthermore, Qin Canglan had also mobilized the Leng Family’s forces.

Without the Leng family’s regular army, Qin Canglan’s combat strength would definitely be greatly reduced.

Early the next morning, they should be able to receive the good news of Qin Canglan’s death. That irksome Crimson Shadow Army would also be wiped out completely. It could be considered as taking revenge for Dou Xiao and the others.

He had also done Tuoba Lie a favor. Tuoba Lie would definitely thank him.

How could Leng Kui know that when Tuoba Lie rushed to the location he revealed with an army of 30,000 to surround and kill Qin Canglan, he did not even find a shadow of the Crimson Shadow Army!

Tuoba Lie suspected that Leng Kui was toying with him and was about to lead his troops back when he heard a commotion in front of him. He hurriedly led his troops to chase after the source. When he arrived, he only saw a few scarecrows in armor.

There was a note stuck in the scarecrow’s body with an arrow.

Tuoba Lie pulled it off and opened it to take a look. It was a big stupid donkey drawn by Qin Canglan. There were three words below it: Tuoba Lie.

Being called a stupid donkey, Tuoba Lie was furious. “Find him! Dig three feet into the ground and dig out Qin Canglan!”

Then, the Northern Yan army found all kinds of eye-piercing paintings left behind by Qin Canglan: Tuoba Lie the pig, Tuoba Lie the chicken, Tuoba Lie the tortoise, Tuoba Lie the pricking little human…

Tuoba Lie was so angry that he jumped three feet high. Furious, he drew his saber on the spot!

It was easy for a person to lose their rationality in a fit of anger. In order to prevent Tuoba Lie from realizing that he had been tricked, Qin Canglan had put everything he had learned in his life on the line. When he was pursuing Su Huayin, he had never worked so hard to write love poems for her.

Zhang Yong looked at his awkward posture of holding a pen and thought to himself, “General, why don’t I do it?”

“Your drawing is not vivid.” Qin Canglan drew a pair of super asymmetrical big nostrils. If Wei Qing was here, he would definitely go crazy.

Zhang Yong looked at the indescribable painting. “What did you draw this time?”

Qin Canglan replied, “The number one beauty, Tuoba Lie.”

Zhang Yong looked at the pair of big nostrils and was speechless.

Qin Canglan single-handedly held back Tuoba Lie’s 30,000-strong army. Wei Ting and Su Xiaoxiao returned to the military camp without any obstructions. Su MO got out of the carriage. “I’ll go tell Granduncle. You guys bring Jing Yi to recuperate first.”

Wei Ting carried Jing Yi to the tent next to Su Xiaoxiao’s. Jing Yi didn’t like to sleep on a soft bed. His mattress was thin, and below it was a hard wooden board.

Su Xiaoxiao disinfected her hand and took out a sterile towel from her first aid kit. “Put it on.”

Wei Ting placed him on the bed. Su Xiaoxiao put on sterile gloves and took out scissors and surgical tools.

“Do you need help?” Wei Ting asked.

Su Xiaoxiao thought about it and disinfected his hand. “Help me cut his clothes.”

Jing Yi’s wound had long since dried up, and his clothes had been congealed with blood. Not only did Wei Ting have to use scissors to cut it, but he also had to tear it apart with his bare hands.

Jing Yi’s body temperature was still high in the mountains, and it slowly dropped on the way. Su Xiaoxiao did not give him any fever medicine. It sounded like a good sign, but as his body temperature got lower and lower, the situation became less optimistic.

Su Xiaoxiao said to Wei Ting, “Help me prepare a pot of charcoal and a few thick quilts.”

Jing Yi had lost too much blood, and his blood pressure had dropped to a critical level.

He was starting to lose temperature.

He needed an emergency blood transfusion.

Unfortunately, too many soldiers had been injured in the past few days. The blood bank in the pharmacy was running out, and there was no more blood suitable for Jing Yi.

Su Xiaoxiao could only collect it on the spot.

She collected her own, Wei Ting’s, and Su Mo’s.

She wanted to find a few more people to come over, but the main force of the Crimson Shadow Army was not around, and she could not find the people from the injured camp.

Fortunately, the results showed that Wei Ting’s blood type matched Jing Yi’s.

Wei Ting stretched out his arm and said very generously, “Draw more.”

Su MO asked,”Because you need a beating?”

Wei Ting was speechless.

After an entire night of emergency treatment, Jing Yi’s condition finally stabilized at dawn.

Su MO said, “I’ll guard it. You guys go and rest. Don’t worry about Granduncle. I believe he won’t fall for it.”

The two nodded and returned to Su Xiaoxiao’s tent.

After a busy night, Su Xiaoxiao was indeed tired.

Wei Ting got someone to make porridge. “Eat something before you sleep.”

Su Xiaoxiao sat on the stool and couldn’t even open her eyes. She was on the verge of collapse.

“Just two bites.” Wei Ting said.

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Little Miss Su picked up the spoon in a daze and scooped up a spoonful of lean meat soup before stuffing it into her mouth.

“That’s what I’ve eaten before,” Wei Ting reminded her and pointed to another bowl of porridge on the table. “This bowl is yours.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Xiaoxiao’s body trembled and she suddenly retched.

Wei Ting was confounded.

Was there a need to despise him so much?