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Legacy of the Lunar Spear
Chapter 29
Home Sweet Home
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Ling tapped the brush shaft against her lip as she looked at
her report for the battle and aftermath of Guan Du. She had summarized it in a bullet point
fashion, leaving the eloquent battle summaries for men like Xun Yu. She wanted it to be short and to the point,
it seemed like the best way to record what happened; it’s not like anyone would
ever want to read about this later. Her
eyes looked past the paper and up through the window of their room. There before her was the main courtyard of Xu
Chang palace. It was nothing compared to
the splendor of the capital, but its charm was in the lack of ceremony. It was just tranquil and pretty. She shook her head, knowing that she was
procrastinating.
Dun’s documentation was already approaching novel status and
she genuinely enjoyed reading it. Not
only did it give her an opportunity to see what she had missed, but it also
gave her an understanding of what had really happened. They had been outnumbered, heavily
outnumbered. She assumed that those
details had been kept secret by Cao Cao and his close officers just to keep the
morale high and troops calm. To her it
made little difference, she’d destroy them all no matter what troops they had
brought, but she could see in Dun’s words how a good officer should feel about
numbers like that. Her training was
going to have to be more involved than she thought, it was going to have to
change the way she looked at everything.
Just as she was about to add another comment on her report, she heard an
almost musical tap at the door. Who
would knock in a song format? No one she
knew.
Happy for a release from her obligatory paperwork, she got
up and opened the door. She didn’t
really know what to think of what she saw. “Who the hell are you?”
Zhang He bowed dramatically and held out the Lunar
Spear. “I am General Zhang He, I
recently joined Wei and with our new Lord’s permission I am returning this to
its rightful owner.”
Her only reply was the Lu glare.
He fluttered his eyes and smirked. “What’s wrong, my lady?”
“What is this bullshit?”
He stood up straight and gave her an appraising look. “I underestimated you. From what your grandfather said about you I
expected you to be a pair of tits with a bad attitude. You’re definitely far from that.”
“You keep bad company.”
She snorted and turned her back on him.
As much as she wanted her father’s spear she wasn’t going to give him
the satisfaction of taking it from him.
She saw his appraising eyes; he was like every other officer that ogled
her.
“MMM…and a beautiful ass too.”
Her foot was already midair before she turned to see his
stupid grin. She wasn’t expecting him to
catch her kick without much effort.
“I’ll tear you to pieces.”
“You’re just the way I like my women. A little spicy…” He ran his hand up her
thigh. “Hot and uncontrollable like a wildfire.”
He let her foot go and gave her a playful smile. The pervert was actually enjoying her
rage! “What the hell is your game?”
“Your husband reacted about as well as anyone else I’ve
encountered. His masculinity is offended
by my silky voice and feminine moves and attire. He’s subconsciously afraid that I’ll be
fondling him….when in reality my true motive is to fondle his wife after he
labels me as a queer. They always keep
their eyes away from me, never considering me a threat. Human nature is so predictable.”
“So, you’re a whore.”
She shrugged. “Get yourself a
harem.”
“What’s the thrill in that?”
He toyed with the Lunar Spear as he talked to keep her attention. “Do you know the intensity of an orgasm when
you’re body is reacting to the situation as dangerous? Mmm…the adrenaline coursing through you
because at any moment you could be discovered and killed for your carnal
desires? It is like a drug, the cravings
will continue to lure you back for more…begging you to take it to the next
level of excitement. That is my
addiction…the danger.”
“Are you hard now?”
She growled. “Because you are in
a hell of a lot of danger.”
“Not while I have this gift…” He smiled.
“You won’t take a chance of losing it again. I have your full attention, I know that. Besides…to see your rage only makes me want
you more.”
“Keep talking. The
more you talk, the closer you come to being a eunuch.”
He giggled as she balled her fists. “I have you outmatched in mind, body and
talent. Attack me and you will be
defeated. I will outsmart you, out
maneuver you and shred your clothes into ribbons.” He emphasized his threat by clicking together
the blades of his claws.
“Cute toy.” She
scoffed. “Now I know why you won’t hand over the Lunar Spear. It must feel good to hold a real weapon for a
change.”
“I’m already tingling with excitement, my sweet
wildfire.” He tossed the spear at her and
winked. “This dance has
been….sensational.”
She gripped the spear in her hands, trying her damnedest to
not let her weakness show. It was heavy
and too much for her to bear injured. As
soon as he disappeared she let the blade fall to the floor. She dragged it into the bedroom and hefted it
onto the bed and collapsed beside it.
Some people obviously just had too much time on their hands. She, however, knew she needed to take some
time and recuperate. That kick was
foolish and she could feel her wound screaming.
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Xiahou Dun was in a decent mood despite his throbbing
injuries until he saw Zhang He sauntering down the hallway. “Fucking fairy.”
Zhang He gave him a delicate wave and smiled. The gruff general’s mood went downhill and his
strides grew longer and faster as he headed back to his room. “That’s right General Xiahou, go take it out
on your wife.” Sometimes, this is too easy.
Xiahou Dun swung the door open to his room and his eye was
immediately on the Lunar Spear. The icon
of everything he wasn’t. “Happy now?”
“I wanted to get it myself.”
She shrugged. “I’m certainly not
happy that Zhang He gave it to me, I’m sure he’ll never let me forget it.”
He wanted to get the damned thing too, but instead he was
more interested in chasing Guan Yu and getting his ass kicked. “What? You think he’ll want to borrow your
clothes?”
“No, I think he wants to take off my clothes.”
“He’s gay. He’s not
interested in woman.”
“According to who?”
Ling snorted. “He hit on me!”
“Right. Stop trying
to make me jealous.”
“Excuse me?”
“So he brought you your damned spear. That’s all.
I am not threatened by that.
Nice try.”
She glared at him.
“Doesn’t sound that way.”
“Look, I’m getting tired of everyone showering you with
fucking gifts and you expecting the same from me. Like this…” He wrapped his hand around the
necklace Liao had given her and ripped it off.
“If you’re going to wear jewelry you’ll wear something I give you or
nothing at all.”
“Give that back!” She jumped at his hand as he tossed her
mother’s necklace out the window. “DUN!”
“Here. If you must
have something.” He put the blue
necklace that he had bought in her hand and crossed his arms. “While we’re on the topic of attire, perhaps
we can also see if we can change your battle dress.”
“You are the last person on this earth who should be giving
fashion advice. Those gold pants are
from the Qin dynasty!”
“At least I’m wearing clothes!”
“You don’t have to tell me!
I have to take five hours to take them off you when I want sex! Speaking of, it’s been a while!”
“You’re also knocked up.”
“So? You think your
dick is going to hit the baby in the head?
You’re not that big.”
“Well then you shouldn’t miss it too much for the next few
months. When Mengde goes to Wan Castle,
you’re going to accompany him. I’ll be here,
in Xu Chang, reorganizing our armies.
Try to learn something while you’re away. ” Dun marched out the door and
heard her slam it behind him. Not
big? In comparison to who? Lu Bu? He probably could have handled that
differently anyhow. He groaned and
looked back at the door. She’d be
fine…he had other things on his mind. Mainly,
who he was going to recommend as Grand Commander.
Ling went over to the window and looked down into the murky
Koi pond. She frowned. Perhaps it was safer there.
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“Liao?”
Zhang Liao looked up and smiled warmly at her. “Yes Ling?”
“I’m sorry about what I said at Guan Du.” She sat down next
to him. “You were right.”
He stopped sharpening his weapon and grabbed her hand and
squeezed. He had missed her, even if it
was only a few weeks since they talked.
“I just want you to understand that your actions affect more than just
you now.”
“Can you stop lecturing me?
Can we go back to the way we used to be?
I need a friend not another father.”
“No.” He shook his head.
“I simply can not. The moment
your father died I swore I would protect you and that is what I intend to
do. Why should it matter? You were friends with your father, were you
not?”
“Yeah, but you’re very…stern. You don’t let me get away with anything.”
Liao smiled. “Your
father was a big kid, I always took my parenting and military duties
seriously.”
“You miss your family still?” She asked.
“Of course.”
“Why haven’t you married again?”
“I blame myself for their demise. I can’t imagine not protecting another
family…”
“Liao, when was the last time you had sex?”
Liao cocked an eyebrow at her. “I thought you hated that
talk with your father.”
“I ran to you about it, remember? It’s not disgusting when I talk to you about
it. So tell me!”
“Ling…”
“I’m worried about you!
I want you to be happy and for as long as I have known you, you’ve been
alone and brooding.”
“I appreciate it Ling, however I think I’m old enough to
look out for my own well being.”
Ling frowned as he went back to sharpening his blade. He shouldn’t be lonely. She patted his shoulder and kissed his
cheek. “Fine, ignore me.”
“I intend to. What
did you want to talk about?”
“I’m just confused by Dun.
I don’t get why he’s so pissed right now. He was so quiet after we chased Guan Yu, and
on the way back here and now he’s pissed off.”
“He’s jealous.” Liao laughed. “Are you blind?”
“Jealous of what?
That damned Zhang He! He thinks
he’s gay!”
“No, of me.”
“Tough.” She
snorted. “I’m not giving you up.”
“Ling, perhaps you should talk to him about it instead of
just reacting the same way.” Liao looked
over at her.
“No. He’s the one
with the problem.”
Liao shook his head as she kissed his cheek and continued on
his way. He knew a confrontation with
Xiahou Dun couldn’t be avoided and it would happen when she was away at Wan
Castle. With neither Lu Ling Qi or Cao Cao to mock
Dun’s anger, he would undoubtedly take up the discussion that they had started
in Guan Du. He hoped he could be
rational about it, but if the conversation turned violent he’d just have to
break Dun’s other ribs.
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Ling looked around the harem and wondered who was in charge
here. Wouldn’t there be someone who
coordinated the concubines? There had to
be someone, after all who could tell which women were relatives or whores? She set her eyes on a well dressed woman and
figured she would do. She was pretty and
aloof, that seemed like the right type of woman to interest Liao. Decision made, Ling walked over and leaned
across the table. “Hello.”
“Are you trying to flaunt your breasts in my face?”
“No.” Ling frowned.
“I’m looking for a whore.”
“Just skip the foreplay; I suppose you aren’t much better
than the men.”
“For my father.” Ling
crossed her arms and stared down at the woman.
The Lu glare was completely unnoticed and ineffective. This was the woman Liao needed! “Look, I want you to be the one. The others will get scared of him when he
refuses.”
Cao Qing He looked at the young woman again. “Who are you?”
“Lu Ling Qi. My
father is Zhang Liao.”
Cao Cao’s eldest daughter smiled to herself and looked over
her Uncle Dun’s new wife. So her
menacing Uncle settled down for this busty child? “Given up on Lu Bu already? I though he was your real father.”
“He was, but he didn’t need help getting laid. My new father apparently does. What’s with all the questions? Can’t you just go to his room and do your
job? You’re all bought and paid for; I
don’t have to explain anything other than who you need to fuck, right?”
Qing He was tempted to tell the girl exactly who she was,
but she had inherited way too many characteristics from her father. All the manipulative and political drive were
hers, whereas her twin brother Ang received all the charisma and leadership
skills. She would gain more by staying
quiet and using this against the girl later.
It would do more damage. Besides,
after being married to an impotent old man for three years, she really wanted
to have some good sex. Another inherited
trait. “Of course not.”
“Okay then. Be in his
room after dinner. Don’t be discouraged,
I think he’ll be annoyed at first but he’ll get over it.” Ling smiled.
Liao should be okay, right?
Qing He smiled and watched the girl leave, her task
complete. Zhang Liao. It was curious that he didn’t use any of the girls;
however he was a new officer. Perhaps he
just wasn’t comfortable with that idea of utilizing the harem yet? Maybe he preferred to have his own personal
concubine? She shrugged. Did it really matter? She was going to be in bed with him tonight
and he looked delicious enough to eat. If he didn’t want to play along, she’d just
have to rape him. No reason for her to
have to wait until her father found a new husband for his recently widowed
daughter.
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Zhang Liao looked at the woman wrapped up in his sheets and
immediately knew how she had got there.
He closed his eyes and regretted not seeing this happening while he was
avoiding the sex talk with Ling. “My
Lady, I know who sent you here. She
means well, but…”
“General, why don’t you just take off your clothes and
forget about how I got here and just enjoy it?” Qing He smiled as he blushed a
bit. He was gorgeous and slightly
modest. Why couldn’t she end up married
to a man like this instead of some defective shriveled prune?
“My lady…”
“General, I am not leaving.
Especially not now that I’ve seen you for myself.”
Liao watched her stand up in bed, the sheets slipping off to
reveal her perfect body. She was a
mature looking woman, probably a few years younger than himself,
and she had a familiar look about her eyes that he couldn’t quite place. He was so distracted by watching her that he
didn’t realize she was upon him until she was peeling his armor off. “This just isn’t right…”
“You’re one of Lord Cao’s most valued officers….I do think
it is more than acceptable that you be rewarded for your service.” She ran her hand down his chin and leaned up
on her toes to kiss him. She liked that
she was foiling her father’s plans to marry her off again; the bastard deserved
it for sending her off in the first place.
Screwing his best general was even better. Letting Lu Ling Qi give him a taste of his
own ‘reward’ system….that was just a bonus that only she was aware of. “I just hope you’re good. Your daughter says you’re out of practice.”
Liao smiled, he was actually looking forward to lecturing
her about this. Before he could protest
she kissed him again and he felt the excitement begin to hinder his good
intentions. Perhaps this woman was
right. He wasn’t out of line by enjoying
the privileges that his lord had bestowed upon them all. It might be nice after all, it had been a
while. She was much better looking than
anything Dong Zhuo had available to his officers. “Maybe against her standards…she has a libido
like her father. Doesn’t help her
husband isn’t much better.”
“Enough about them…” Before
I gag. Uncle Dun and his child wife…yuk. “Tonight is about you and how you’re going to
give it to me. You have a reputation to
establish here.”
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“Why is it that I have to hear from local gossips that my
son was married? Why the hell can’t you
just write a damned letter, boy? Would it kill you?”
Xiahou Dun rubbed his neck and sighed. “Well I was busy.”
“Busy?” the elder Xiahou snorted in disgust.
“There is a war on you know?” Dun answered his father.
“Thank god your mother isn’t here to see this. You marry some girl that Mengde finds on the
battlefield, get her pregnant…eat your eye.
Eat your eye? For gods’ sakes
what the hell inspired you to do that?
Where in your upbringing did we teach you to devour body parts you
lose? You think your mother would be
happy to know you swallowed an eye for her?
She’d vomit.”
“Well Father, I’m not surprised that it doesn’t please
you. Hence the reason I didn’t bother to
write.” Dun slumped into a chair and poured himself some wine. The old man was getting so much worse with
age.
“Well you better take my advice on this baby of yours, don’t
let your woman go breast feeding that kid till he’s two. Look what happened to Yuan, I should have
never let your mother keep that up…” Xiahou Qin shook his head.
“Fucking hell, this again?”
“What? You still don’t believe me. How else did that kid get so plump? Same thing with cows, you want the calves to
get fat you milk feed em. Yuan is the
veal of our family.”
Drowning out his father’s nonsensical lecture on the effects
of breast feeding his brother too long, Dun poured himself another drink and
waited. Soon his wife would arrive and
save him from the crazy old son of a bitch.
“Are you even listening?”
“No, when have I ever?” Dun replied and smirked as Ling Qi
appeared in the doorway. His father was
immediately distracted and began scrutinizing her. “Meet my wife, Ling this is
my father.”
“Like I said, that breast feeding is going to be an
issue. Going to end up with another
chubby Xiahou.”
Dun rolled his eyes and watched Ling react to the way she
was being scrutinized. Eyes narrowed,
shoulders back nostrils flaring…good.
His father deserved to get a tongue lashing.
“Well, I guess she’ll due.
A bit young, didn’t realize you were so interested in bedding children,
Dun.”
“Are you just here to insult your family or does your visit
have some other purpose?” Ling sneered. “Because I don’t want to hear you
taking cheap shots at Yuan’s weight or my chest size.”
“Has the same lack of respect for her elders that you do as
well.” Xiahou Qin sighed and looked at
his son.
“Anyone who wants my respect has to earn it.” Ling shot
back.
“Oh…” Qin smirked.
“So I haven’t betrayed or murdered my family so I don’t have a chance of
ever being appreciated by you.
Shame. Suppose it’s good that I
don’t respect woman who think it is acceptable to be on a battlefield.”
Ling Qi ground her teeth.
“You prick. If you think you’re
so much better than me then prove it.”
“I have. My life is
not in question….however I do have to wonder what morals you will impress upon
my grandchildren. Certainly not the
right ones. My son may find you amusing,
but I don’t think you’re good for much other than breeding stock. Impressive bloodlines, but hardly much else.”
Xiahou Dun smiled at his brother as the man’s entrance was
unnoticed by their father. Yuan was obviously
not pleased by having to endure his father’s ridicule. “Have some wine.”
“What’s going on?”
Yuan whispered as his father hobbled towards Lu Ling Qi on his
cane. The woman’s face was as red as her
warhorse and her fists were clenched.
“Our father is being himself.”
“Dun…he’s getting up there in age. He’s going to break a hip if he tries to
defend himself against her….”
“Eh.” Dun shrugged.
“I’m sure you’d love to challenge me, yes? Over a few remarks that are pure truth? “Qin
pointed his finger at her and poked her in the shoulder. “You are a hot-tempered, one-dimensional girl
who relied on her father for everything.
You have not defined yourself as an officer, only the destructive spawn
of a very talented, but foolish warrior.
I know my son well, so he must see something great in you. I, however, think you a disappointment and
a distraction.”
Zhang Liao didn’t want to interrupt, but Cao Cao highly
suggested that he put in an appearance when Ling finally met her
father-in-law. He overheard the last
statement in the hallway and was surprised when he turned the corner and Ling
was still restraining herself.
“You…” Ling hissed. “Are right….for the moment. However I will overcome this minor setback
and I will shove your own words back down your throat you condescending,
narrow-minded asshole.”
Liao grumbled. “Ling
Qi.”
“Why should I let him throw all the insults?” She snorted.
“I’m sure he can take it like a man?
He’s spent his whole life teasing Yuan, certainly he doesn’t have anything
he needs to compensate for.”
“Good, just what my youngest son needs, another mother to
baby him.” He shook his head then looked
to the newly arrived officer. “May I ask
who you are, General?”
Ling protectively sidestepped in front of her mentor, “Allow
me to introduce my adopted father, General Zhang Liao.”
Liao smiled as she said it with the most hostile crack to
her voice. He stepped up next to her and
wrapped his arm around her shoulder.
Obviously Dun was just going to watch the entertainment. “An honor to meet you General Xiahou.”
“General Zhang, it is I who is honored to meet you. My nephew is very lucky to have a man of your
caliber in his service.”
“Thank you sir.” Liao bowed his head respectfully.
“I don’t recall hearing of an official adoption…however I
think that very noble of you to take in your old Lord’s child.”
“I have loved Ling as my own child for years. Nothing has to be officially declared.”
“I’m hardly a child either.” Ling snorted.
“Really?” Xiahou Qin chuckled. “It is amusing what the young perceive to be
true.”
Liao squeezed her arm.
“Ling has outshone many warriors her age on the battlefield so far. We concentrated on skills during her training
before but now it is time to progress to strategy and leadership.”
“Mengde agreed to help.
He’s always been better at lecturing.”
Dun finally joined the conversation.
“She’s accompanying him to Wan
Castle.”
“Oh…send her to school with your perverted cousin and his
delinquent son. Brilliant Dun.” He turned to mock his son and noticed that
Yuan had arrived.
“When did you sneak in?
I must be going deaf if I didn’t hear the floor squeak with your
entrance.”
Ling tensed as she saw Yuan’s hurt expression. “You bastard!
Don’t talk to him like that! I
don’t care who you are!”
“I am his father, which gives me the right to scold my son
for his obvious lack of regard for his body.”
“Father, just get over it.” Dun rolled his eyes.
“You mark my words son, she’s going to turn your baby into
veal.”
“What the hell are you talking about now?” Ling balled her
fist.
“Breastfeeding.”
Xiahou Qin turned his attention back to Ling Qi. “How long did your mother breastfeed you
for?”
“I don’t know. Why
would I know that?”
“I bet it wasn’t two years, you look like a very trim young
lady when you’re not knocked up. You
should ask her.”
“She’s dead. You want
me to have a séance just to ask her about breast feeding?”
“What the hell is Mengde up to these days? He’s killing men, plus their wives and
concubines?” He turned back to his two sons. “That cousin of yours is letting
power drive him mad.”
“No…” Dun looked at Ling.
“Your mother’s dead?”
“Yeah. My grandfather made sure neither one of them would be
captured at Guan Du.” Ling hoped he wouldn’t be mad. She should have told him,
but when was the right time?
“Impressive son.” He crossed his arms in disapproval.
“According to who?” Dun scoffed as he ignored his father’s
comments. He figured someone just told
her that to upset her, she could be gullible.
“Me.” Liao answered.
Dun looked at him and scratched his beard. Shit.
“Why the hell didn’t you say anything? I
mean we could have buried them…”
“It was a bad time. I
buried them in the garden. It wasn’t
something I thought should be publicized.
I took care of the burials and ensured Ling got her mother’s pendant.”
Ling bit her lip.
This was going from bad to worse.
She knew old Xiahou Qin was soaking up every word.
Dun sat back in the chair.
“The pendant you gave her in the hall.”
“Yes.” Liao wondered why that mattered.
“Ling…damn it! Why
the hell didn’t you say something?” Dun stood up and kicked the chair.
“You were upset and we had just finished arguing about the
Lunar Spear…” Ling shook her head. “I
don’t want to talk about this now.”
“Too late for that.” Xiahou Qin noted.
“I’ll find it.” Dun watched her eyes dart away from him and
Liao’s encouraging squeeze to her arm.
He really was a bad husband.
“My father’s body and armor is all over the country in
pieces. One pendant won’t matter.” She
shrugged and kept her eyes off of Dun to avoid him reading her lies. “Forget
it. I like this one just fine.”
Yuan stood up and punched his brother’s arm lightly to get
his attention. “I’ll help you
look.” He didn’t have a clue what was
going on, but it meant he could get out of being around his father and that was
a bonus.
“Thanks…” Dun looked at his father. “Sorry Father, we don’t have time to talk.”
“You fucked up, didn’t you?”
Xiahou Qin shook his head. “You always do when you have something good.”
“I must get it from you then.” Dun followed his brother out
of the room and cursed himself for his stupidity.
“What did you do?” Yuan asked quietly as he tried to keep up
with his elder brother’s long strides.
“I’m a fucking idiot.” Dun sighed and ran his hands through
his hair. “At Guan Du I saw Liao giving
her this stupid necklace and she hugged him…so I thought he was giving her
presents. I just hate that he’s so
damned perfect….fuck. It wasn’t a
present it was a damned memory.”
“What happened to it?” Yuan asked, not wanting to know how
badly his brother had screwed up.
“Last night we fought about the Lunar Spear and while I was
on a roll I ripped the necklace off her neck and threw it out the window. I told her she was my wife and the only jewelry
she was going to wear was what I gave her.
I threw it out. It’s all she has
that is her mother’s...”
“Oh.” Yuan wondered how his brother could be so damned
intelligent and always let his anger ruin that.
“I suppose this is a bad time to mention the necklace you gave her is a
fake, huh?”
Dun snorted and kept walking. “Funny.”
“No…I’m serious.” Yuan trotted after him, having to speed up
to compensate for his sibling’s fast pace.
“It’s a fake…even Dian Wei could tell.”
“I bought it from the market…”
“You don’t buy jewelry in the market, Dun.” Yuan shook his
head. “You find it on a battlefield or
in a castle…never in a market.
Bazaar…maybe. Market…”
“I get it.” Dun ground his teeth.
“Sorry. What window
did you throw it out of?”
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“Perhaps you’ll show me to my nephew, now?” Xiahou Qin asked as if the argument hadn’t
just abruptly ended with his son running out of the room to look for a
priceless amulet. He looked at the
necklace on Ling’s neck. A cheap piece
of sea glass? Some observant general his
son was.
“This way General.” Liao bowed and walked out of the room.
“Welcome to the family Lu Ling Qi. I hope for your sake my son has learned from
my mistakes.”
Ling looked at him.
“He’s smarter than me…and I’ve learned from my father’s mistakes.”
“Have you?” He asked.
“Can you look me in the eye and tell me you don’t want to take Mengde’s
life for taking your father’s head?”
“No.” She replied.
“However I think he’s supposed to prove himself worthy of that when I go
to Wan Castle
and endure his lectures.”
“Maybe you’re not so bad at strategy after all.” Qin smiled.
“However seeing through Dun’s ploys are one thing, avoiding Mengde’s….well
that’s something I don’t believe anyone really capable of.”
“I don’t pretend to be a strategist. I know my strength is in my blades.”
“You were not born that way.
So perhaps you can learn the way of a strategist as well. You do not have to be one, but understanding
them is quite useful.”
“What do you want from me?” She asked, annoyed by his sudden
change of demeanor.
“Live up to who you are.
Prove me wrong.”
She blinked as he left the room. She toyed with her necklace and sat
down. The Xiahou clan was definitely
hard to understand.
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Xiahou Dun
was on his hands and knees in the Koi pond feeling in the muck for what just
didn’t seem to be there. Yuan was sitting
on a rock as the fish swam leisurely around his feet. “How the hell could it have disappeared?”
“Maybe they
ate it.” Yuan offered and shrugged. He
saw that glint of realization in his brother’s eye and tried to take back what
he had said. “No, Dun, they’d just spit it out…”
Dun already
had the first fish in his hand and slapped it on a nearby rock. He reached over to grab his scimitar and
quickly had the fish decapitated and sliced open. He frowned and threw the ornamental fish over
his shoulder and reached in for the next one.
“Dun,
they’re Koi!” Yuan tried to protectively
shove some unsuspecting fish over behind him as his brother continued to gut
and search. “They’re just here for
decoration! They didn’t do anything wrong!”
“They’re
just fish, Yuan.” Dun threw another fish
over his shoulder and grabbed another one.
“Fish who ate my wife’s necklace.”
“That you
threw into their pond.” Yuan stood up and sighed. “I won’t be a part of this waste.”
“Then send
over Xu Zhu and tell him to bring some rice and seaweed.”
“Stop
blaming the fish and just go admit you were wrong.” Yuan suggested and received
a decapitated fish in the face for his suggestion.
“I’ll find
it.”
“You’ll
still be wrong, Dun.” The flying fish guts were enough to convince Yuan to just
go find Xu Zhu and let him have a snack while Dun carved up the beautiful residents
of the Koi pond.
As Xiahou
Yuan marched off wiping fish guts from his uniform, Lady Bian looked at the
necklace in her hand. Her refined eye
had spotted something bizarre in the pond earlier when she was walking with her
husband. When he left her to go do
something official, she returned to inspect her findings. Now it all made sense. Xiahou Dun had once again tried to sabotage
his own marriage by overreacting to something insignificant. It gave her an opportunity that she wasn’t
going to pass up. If Lady Lu was
accompanying Mengde to Wan Castle,
he was in danger. Cao Cao had waved off
her concern. He was an excellent
swordsman and Dian Wei was never far from his side. She knew how foolish men could be and often
preyed upon that, even where Cao Cao was concerned. Certainly Lu Ling Qi would override any
obligations to her husband or adopted father in order to have her revenge. She was no ordinary woman.
Lady Bian stood up and grasped the
necklace in her hand as Xu Zhu ran over to the Koi pond with a picnic
basket. She turned her back to the
ridiculous scenario and made her way back to her room. This necklace might be useful someday. Her own feminine instincts detected a lot
more from Lu Ling Qi than she had shown thus far. There was ambition there, much like her own,
and any ambition in this palace was a threat she would deal with. For now, she would wait and see.
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