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Legacy of the Lunar Spear
Chapter 30
Wan Castle
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“I don’t understand why you agreed to do this. You know I want you dead.”
Cao Cao was
glad Dian Wei had stopped to take a piss.
“Ling Qi, Dun is like a brother to me.
He’s been by my side since we were kids, but I have never been able to
come close to repaying him for everything he has done for me. He asked me to train you, so I will do that.”
“He’ll
always choose you over me.” She paused to look up at the stars as they
rode.
“You’ve
known each other for just a few months…”
“He’ll always choose you over me.” She repeated
and looked at him. “So do I choose my
father over him? Lu Bu, who chose me
over Dong Zhuo? If he hadn’t killed him
to protect me…”
“He would
have killed him anyway. Dong Zhuo was a
piece of shit. Your father finally made
the right choice then. He chose his
daughter over his bastard lord. He chose
his family at Xia Pi instead of his life.
However, he is dead and you are now responsible for making your own
decisions. Do you set aside your anger
and serve me, or do you destroy your life again and kill me? What will you have then? Dun would cast you aside. Liao would be destroyed; he is your biggest
supporter. You’d be without family,
forced to run to a new lord who would be less than excited to hire Lu Bu’s girl
who is proving to be just like her daddy.”
“I know!”
She snapped. “Do you not think I haven’t played this over in my mind? Do you think I’m a fool?”
“I think
that you had your one and only chance to do it at Xia Pi.” Cao Cao nodded as Dian Wei rode up. “Though I do hope you regret not killing Liu
Bei while you had the chance.”
“Did he
really convince you to kill my father? I
have a hard time believing anyone can convince you to do something you don’t want
to do.”
“Your
father would not have been as sensible as you are right now.” Cao Cao looked up
as the gates of Wan Castle
opened. “I would have never had this
discussion with him, do you disagree?”
“No. He would have thought you were an arrogant asshole
and resented you for it.”
Dian Wei
looked across at her as a rider galloped out to meet them. “What is it that you think, kid?”
“I think
you’re an arrogant prick…but somehow I respect you for it.”
“Sounds
like about the way I feel about you too, Father.” The one-man welcoming committee said with a
grin.
“Ling, meet
my son and heir Cao Ang. Ang, this is
your Uncle Dun’s new wife, Lu Ling Qi.” Cao Cao relaxed a bit. He hated Ang’s carefree attitude most of the
time, but when he wasn’t trying to get the boy to accomplish something…it was
actually kind of relaxing to be around him.
“Nice to
meet you!” Ang smiled jovially.
“Ang, you
behave.” Cao Cao warned.
“I didn’t
inherit the pervert gene from you father, Pi did.” Ang stuck out his tongue.
“You know
what I mean.”
“You mean
actually grovel at your feet and fear you?”
Ang chuckled. “Not a chance! You have ever other kid you made for that.”
Ling
smiled. “Can we trade Pi for him?”
“Please
daddy!!?!?!” Ang jumped up and down in the saddle and clapped like a
child. “Please!”
“Get inside
you fool!” Cao Cao hollered.
“I’ll give
you a tour of my personal prison, Lady Lu!
Perhaps you can tell me what’s going on in the rest of the world.”
“Sure.”
“How about
we plot my father’s demise while we tour?”
Dian Wei
grumbled. He hated his lord’s eldest
son’s attitude. “Shut your mouth boy.”
“Oh, hey
Fluffy.” Ang took out a scroll from his saddlebags. “Don’t make me smack you on the nose for
being a bad doggie. I don’t want to step
in any pee puddles in the morning.”
“I’ll rip
your tongue out brat.”
“Will you
be my bodyguard?” Ang asked playfully
and batted his eyelashes at Ling Qi.
“Please?”
“She’s your
Uncle’s loyal bitch, too late for you.” Dian Wei winked at Ling Qi.
“Woof” Ling
replied. “At least my bark isn’t worse
than my bite, jackass.”
“Son, it’s
too late for your shit.” Cao Cao nudged
his horse into a trot. “We’ve been riding all damned day and you want to play
your juvenile games. We are both too old
for this shit.”
“Don’t
leave me cooped up for so long next time.”
Ang pointed towards the stable.
“Do you wanna race?”
“It’s cute
that you think you have a chance…” Ling smiled as the young Cao took off at a
gallop. Perhaps this vacation wouldn’t
be so bad after all! She urged her horse
into a gallop to catch up with the Wei heir, though she felt like she had seen
his face before. As Firestorm gave
chase, she dismissed it as his resemblance to his father.
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“Liao…”
Qing He gasped and moaned before she could finish her sentence.
“Am I
neglecting something?” He asked playfully before reaching around to fondle
her. He grunted as she drove her seat
bone into his groin.
“I’m never
leaving your room…” She panted and
buried her head in the pillow as he moved in deeper.
“Good, I
don’t want to share you.”
“You feel
so good…” She began to feel the tingle that signified an orgasm building. “Harder…please deeper and harder.”
“Qing
He…” He felt her hand slap his leg as if
she was whipping a horse to move faster.
“As you command…”
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Xiahou Dun tilted his head to the sky and looked at the
stars. He leaned back against a column,
pressing his back against it and stretching out his left leg. He placed his right foot on the column to
ease his aching knee. Damn Yuan, he
should have known that he was too big to try and slide under him. About all it achieved was twisting Dun’s knee
and making fools of them both on the training ground. He rested his left hand on his scimitar out
of habit and rubbed his neck. Apparently
he also strained his neck while being plowed under by his younger brother.
Xiahou Qin decided to join his son on the balcony
overlooking the west courtyard. Xu Chang
was a beautiful palace; Cao Cao had picked an excellent capital city. “Certainly you understand now why I’m
concerned with his obesity.”
“He’s not obese.” Dun snapped.
“He doesn’t even realize how big he is or else…”
“Fucking hell...” Dun gripped the pommel of his
scimitar. “Leave him alone. Why the hell do you ride his ass?”
“Do you think he would have done this well without it?” He clasped his hands behind his back and
changed the subject. “To be perfectly
honest, I came out here to critique you instead.”
“Great.”
“What do you picture in your mind when you think about your
future? Do you see a happy family? Do
you see a battlefield? What?”
Dun gave him a glare of annoyance. “Just ask what you want to ask. I’ve never been amused by your fucking
riddles.”
“You hate me for how I hurt your mother but you’re following
in my footsteps.”
Dun shifted uncomfortably.
He hated this topic, it was his weakness and he despised being
vulnerable. “I idolized you as a
warrior. I respected you as a
father. Just be happy with that.”
“We’ve never been able to talk about this Dun and as I get
older…I know it is a battle I cannot avoid.
You hid your marriage from me and I suspect you had every intention of
keeping my grandchildren from me too.”
“You have Yuan’s kids.”
Dun stepped away from the column and crossed his arms. “Like that matters. Do they even know what you look like? Can Yuan’s wife ever be in a room with you without
crying?”
“This isn’t about your brother.” Qin snapped.
“It’s about you! You, who holds
my decisions against me like I’m some sort of infallible god! I regret the time I never spent with your
mother….every day I wake up alone. I put
off my marriage until it was convenient for my career and suddenly I didn’t
have that option.”
Dun’s mind quick went back to the memories he had buried for
so long. Two boys, holding their
mother’s hand as she lost a battle with a baby she should have never been
carrying. “She wanted that baby to try and get your attention. If you had even put the slightest amount of
effort into loving her she would be alive.”
Dun balled his fist and shook it at his father. Finally, after years of holding back the
accusations, he just didn’t care about being respectful anymore. If the old man was going to push him, he was
going to hit back.
“You were still a boy!
How the hell can you know that?”
“That’s what she told me!
She cried every night you were away.
You think we didn’t know that? You think we didn’t look forward to you
coming back from a campaign because it meant she wouldn’t cry for just one
night. One fucking night when she could
be happy? Just so you could stagger in
after drinking and celebrating with your men and pass out on the floor? You never deserved that devotion, you never
appreciated it! ” Dun’s anger was reaching a dangerous level and he had his
father lifted off the ground before he really knew what he had done. He let go and turned his back to him to try
and calm himself down.
Qin was quiet. The
words stung, even though he knew for years how poorly he had preformed as a
husband.
“You convinced us your damned career was for the benefit of
us, that things would get better because of your accomplishments and
dedication. You fucking lied to us, just
because you were too selfish to admit that you liked your job better than your
family. I would have never cared if it
didn’t cause my mother so much pain.
Then she died trying to win you back.
She wanted that passion you had for battle to be hers. She did the only thing she knew how to do,
the only thing you were proud of. She
wanted to give you another child….and it killed her.”
“In the years since her death…I tried running from that
truth and gave myself completely to my work.
I couldn’t run forever. Now I am
paying for my stupidity. This empty,
meaningless life I have now. Just
counting the days before I die, knowing I serve no purpose to anyone
anymore.”
“You certainly don’t have any problems making yourself feel
better by ridiculing Yuan.” Dun scoffed.
“Son, keep you mouth shut for a single damned moment.” Qin growled.
“I’m not dead yet and I am sick of feeling sorry for myself. All I can do to make up for how I neglected
your mother is to make sure her boys are taken care of. That means I have to stop you from going down
the same path I did. The same exact path
that you despise me for!”
“Me?” Dun threw his head back and laughed. “God, you never quit finding something you
can degrade us for can you?”
“I said, shut up.” Qin’s hand whipped across his son’s face
and he shook with the Xiahou rage that had been buried for so long. His son seemed shocked; never fathoming the
old man would hit him this late in life.
The elder Xiahou didn’t care how old his son was, if he deserved to be
smacked…he would get just that. “You spontaneously married a woman after you
helped kill her father. You let her tend to your wounds and impregnated
her. You have her so madly in love with
you that she risked her life and your baby to come save you from your
stupidity! Now keep your mouth shut and
listen to how I met your mother. I
raided an enemy outpost and killed the rebellion leader only to find that he
had a young beautiful daughter there with him.
I took her and made her my wife; she was the only thing of value he had
left. On the way home I was attacked by
bandits and injured, this limp I have a reminder of that. She tended to my wounds and I eased my pain
with her body. That month of recovery
was nothing but time spent with my beautiful new wife and she fell in love with
that strong warrior who came to put down a rebellion. We came home and I bought a small farm for
her and our soon to be family. However I
couldn’t let go of the fun I could have carousing with my men…and I got drunk a
lot. We went on a rampage and burnt a
few villages. In the flames of
destruction a lone woman came to us crying, begging for us to stop before the
Imperial cavalry arrived. That woman was
your mother, and she saved us from getting butchered for our stupidity. Do you see now? Do you see how you’re on the same fucking
path? Damn you, Dun, you’re supposed to
be better than me.”
“We are not the same...”
“Like hell we aren’t.”
Qin hissed.
“I think you left out the part of the story where you get
bored after your second child and only come home for three days a year.”
“I’ll come back in two years and tell you that then.” Qin
replied. “You’re lucky. You have your cousin watching over you, he
loves you like a brother. I can see how
well you self-destruct and the fact that you have a marriage still intact after
this long is a testament to his genius.
He can’t watch over you forever though, and the trying time will be
coming. You, your wife and your baby…and
a war raging. How long before you push
them aside? Mengde needs you to
establish his empire and his ambition will come before your marriage. Not just in his mind, but yours. How many times a year will you get home? At least my war raged over a few
provinces…all border campaigns. Now this
war will rage across our entire country.”
“You’ve underestimated my wife in your assessment.” Dun smirked.
“She’ll be more willing than me to push aside a family for war. She takes pleasure in fighting, knowing she’s
the daughter of the best. Lu Ling Qi
will not be left at home, I can guarantee you that.”
“So you’re bringing an infant into battle? Or leaving your brother’s wife to raise your
child…or worse your cousin’s? Who will
raise your child?”
“Not you, that’s for sure.”
Dun shrugged. “I don’t have all
the answers. There’s a huge difference
between you and I. I can actually admit
I don’t know the future.”
Xiahou Yuan rested his head against the wall of the
hallway. He had been listening for a few
minutes from inside the palace. It
hadn’t taken long for word to reach him that Dun and father were arguing and
Dun had already grabbed him by the throat.
Patricide was becoming an epidemic and Yuan raced to the scene to ensure
that tempers didn’t get out off hand. By
the time he had reached them, things had calmed down. He couldn’t intrude; he wasn’t about to
interrupt this battle that was years in the making. Yuan would never confront their father, but
Dun could never not do it. This conversation was long overdue and his
intrusion would only cause it to be delayed another fifteen years. There was a lot being said that he never
wanted to hear, or for that matter remember.
Neither Xiahou boy had ever forgotten their mother dying in childbirth
while their father was away nor her tears of heartbreak and loneliness as she
told them how much she loved them and to be good boys. Dun had decided to never love, knowing he was
so much like his father he hated. Yuan
had chosen to love his wife and family with every ounce of his being. Now the Xiahou family problems were out in
the open, unhealed wounds all raw and bleeding again. He felt like a kid again, a vulnerable boy
crying at his mother’s deathbed as she begged her eldest son to not be angry at
their father. This wasn’t his fault. Yet here they stood, grown men, and the same
scene was being played out. His big
brother was fighting the battle and Yuan was too emotional to help. He looked away and closed his eyes. Sorry
brother, only he’s going to be able to help you now. As much as you hate it.
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Cao Cao sat in a comfortable robe with his hair down and a
cup of wine in his hand. He wanted this
to be informal; he didn’t need her mind clouded. He was also enjoying himself immensely, the
Art of War was amazing to read but discussing it enhanced the enjoyment. Teaching someone often brought more insight
than debating about it. “Are you ready
to begin?”
Ling rested her head on her hand and looked him over. “I can’t believe you’re actually this
attractive.”
“Excuse me?”
“It’s weird. You’re
actually handsome.”
He smiled at her, her way of delivering startling news was
very much like Dun’s. “Thank you.”
“Hmpf.” She shook her head in disbelief and looked back down
at the scroll. “I’m ready teacher.”’
“Let’s begin then…
According to sun tzu
Ask:
Which ruler has the Way,
which general has the ability,
which has gained Heaven and Ground,
which carried out Law and commands,
which army is strong,
which officers and soldiers are
trained,
which reward and punish clearly,
by means of these, I know victory and
defeat!’”
Ling stared at the words on the scroll before her eyes and looked up at Cao
Cao as he continued to read it off to her.
Cao Cao noticed the odd look on her face and stopped. “Something wrong?”
She hesitated and looked back at the words on the paper. It was him.
Sure he didn’t have a happy go lucky “Way” like Liu Bei had, but the Shu
mission statement was a joke. They cared
for their people all right, but waging a losing war against more powerful
kingdoms and leaving behind nothing but bodies was hardly a positive for the
peons. Wei was strong, their cities
prosperous and the kingdom healthy. It
may be Cao Cao’s ambition, but he wasn’t selfish like Dong Zhuo. He had the ability…he was intelligent, a
born leader and an excellent swordsman.
He gained territory, established laws and commands, had a sizeable and
capable army with trained and competent soldiers and officers but wasn’t afraid
to punish those who made mistakes. He
took care of those who were dedicated, like Dun. She couldn’t be bitter anymore about being
Dun’s reward…he never treated her like that.
Even in defeat she and Liao had been treated well. They had been given a second chance.
“Ling?” Cao Cao said and touched her hand.
What the hell was with her?
She jumped as he touched her. She
looked at him and was surprised to see him looking concerned.
“Are you alright?”
“What do you think of this line about ‘gaining heaven’?” She wanted to
honestly know.
So this was about him? “I think it’s
heaven and earth. Yin and Yang. To
master both opposites and balance them.
No matter what it. A leader
cannot be imbalanced. He must be able to
see the positive and negative in each situation and act with that in mind.”
“Oh.” She read it literally, thinking about conquering the heavens and the
ground. It made sense. You had to balance everything properly. From what she could see…he seemed to have a
firm grasp on that. It hurt to think of
it in such terms, but he eliminated her father but in the same stroke gave his
most treasured officers a prize from Lu Bu’s demise. What did anyone gain from Dong Zhuo’s
death? Lu Bu got Diao Chan…that was
all. He was gone because he acted for
himself and his men received nothing.
The balance was not there and they betrayed him. Daddy,
why didn’t you read this? Would you have
listened if you did?
“This is hardly a lesson if you keep all your thoughts to yourself.” Cao Cao
reminded her. He was curious; he wanted
to know what these words meant to her.
“Sorry. I just have to think on
things a little while.” She tapped her
fingers on the table. “How does this
affect me though? This is all about
you.”
“A general is only as good as his cause.
It is very important to determine if your lord is worth serving. You are assisting him to gain territory and
power. Generals are who keep a man in
power.”
“Then what of loyalty and duty…”
“Loyalty is not an excuse for overlooking wrongs. You must dedicate yourself to something you
believe in; simply fighting for the hell of it serves no greater purpose. Too man men just fight because they want to
win. What do you want to fight for?”
“To keep my family alive.” She said and nodded an affirmation. “I will not fail them as I failed my mother
and father.”
Cao Ang stretched as he sauntered in.
The Wei prince seemed to have no problem interrupting. “He’s not acting inappropriately is he?”
“No.” Ling was happy for the
distraction. She didn’t want to get too
personal with Cao Cao, he made her nervous.
He could so easily use anything against her.
“Amazing.” Ang shook his head. “So are you bored yet?”
“No, this is actually interesting.
Unlike the formations.”
“Your father wasn’t into the book learning huh? You lucky girl.” Ang sat down and took his
father’s wine glass.
“Quit whining.” Cao Cao grabbed his glass back and smacked his son on the
back of the head. “You’re going to be a
damned King one day.”
“Sure make me do all the work so my brothers can write poems and piss people
off by stealing their wives. Oh wait…Pi
got that idea from you.”
“Mmmm…I doubt it.” Cao Cao smiled. “He doesn’t listen to anything but his
crotch.”
“So you steal a guy’s wife with Yuan Shao back in the day and then Pi comes
along and steals Yuan Xi’s wife…huh.
Just a coincidence.” Ang took the wine bottle and drank from it.
“She’s beautiful. He doesn’t really
think past that.” Ling shrugged.
“Why did he get married before me?
Hell, Uncle Dun got married before me…that’s like hell freezing
over. When can I get out of this hostage
situation and out into the world so I find a woman? I need to do it now! You’ve already slept with and impregnated 78%
of the population. Two more years and I
won’t be able to find someone in China
that isn’t a relative. Do you want your
kingdom to be known for that? Incest?”
“I’ll find someone worth allying with.
What about Ma Teng’s daughter?”
“Is she hot?”
“She’s not related to you and she’s too young to be married already. Sound like a match?” Cao Cao asked.
“Sorry, try Uncle Dun. He likes
marrying someone half his age.” Ang smiled at his aunt.
“I like men, not boys anyway.”
“Ohhh…you should spank me for my inappropriate behavior Auntie Ling.”
“Son, I’ll write your Uncle and tell him what you’re thinking about his
wife…” Cao Cao kicked the kid’s chair.
“Sorry!” Ang threw up his hands in defeat.
“It’s just the wine talking!”
“Why is everyone afraid of Dun?” She asked slightly amused.
“He’s mean and fucking violent.” Ang almost choked on his wine.
“So am I.”
“But you’re hot.” Ang said. “That makes it acceptable.”
“So is he.”
“You really must be one hell of a couple. I can’t wait to see you two together…I can’t
imagine it at all. What are they like
together, father?”
“Yelling, destruction, sex in my damned kitchen.”
“The kitchen? That’s unsanitary!”
“He told you about that?” Ling asked.
“I walked in on you two.” Cao Cao shook his head. “I just wanted some damned tea.”
Ling giggled. “Sorry.”
“I’m sure they walked in on you too dad.
Like all of us young impressionable children have.”
“No.” Ling said. “I’m surprised
though.”
“I am discreet.” Cao Cao gave his son a nasty look. How the hell did this conversation get on the
topic of sex?
Cao Ang burst into laughter. “Like
when you brought Lady Bian home and laid her on the table and shouted how great
it was to be in a nice warm pussy instead of mom who was so frigid your cock
froze?”
“You were a child. I was…”
“A whore?” Ang suggested.
“Young and impetuous.”
“Now you’re old and a pervert. I hear
you want the Qiaos now. They’re even too
young for me! Hell they’re probably all
in a group orgy with Zhou Yu and the Sun family, how the hell are you ever
going to get them?”
“I’m going to deliver them straight to his bed.” Ling Qi piped up.
“You?” Ang was flabbergasted. “Are you serious? Why the hell would you do
that?”
“They escaped after Hu Lao Gate and Dong Zhuo blamed me…and my father. So the bastard figured he’d take me and Diao
Chan instead. So he ended up
decapitated. It was my duty to watch the
prisoners and they escaped. I will
correct that.”
“Ended up decapitated?” Ang asked.
“That just, happens?”
“Happened to my father, happened to two of his. Might happen to yours. It happens.” Ling cool reply came without
hesitation. Her eyes flashed with a
rising anger and they fixated upon the young Prince.
Cao Ang wasn’t too thrilled with the change in her. “Ah…now I see how you and Uncle Dun get along
so well. That dangerous edge that can
just be triggered by saying the wrong thing.”
“It’s a sore subject. I failed to
guard them. I failed to protect Diao
Chan. I failed to obey orders. I failed
to save my father….are you seeing a trend?”
Cao Cao spoke up, his voice clam and soothing. Ang was rattled, but the boy didn’t
understand people as well as he did.
While he feared his Uncle’s rage, Cao Cao knew how to utilize it. The young woman before him was no different. “Ling Qi, you must balance your failure with
victory. ‘Gain heaven and ground’. You can only reflect upon your past and see
failure, but there is ‘light’ in that darkness as well... The Qiaos escaped, but Dong Zhuo would have
torn them to shreds and started a war with Wu.
Diao Chan needed to be stronger, to protect herself in the event she was
in trouble. You disobeyed orders to
leave at Xia Pi, but you would have never met Dun otherwise. Your father…has made a tremendous impact on
your actions now that you see the results of his poor decisions. Yin and Yang.
Keep that in mind Ling Qi. There
is always light and dark and if you only see dark you will fail.”
Ang raised his eyebrows as Ling instantly cooled off. He gave his father an appreciative look. Sometimes, the old man just left him
speechless.
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Xiahou Dun tossed aside his jacket and looked over at Zhang
Liao as he practiced against Xu Huang.
“When you’re done, I’m next.”
Xu Huang backed up a few steps as Liao used the distraction
to gain the advantage. He barely got his
axe up in time to deflect the attack.
Liao quickly spun and kicked him backwards. “Dammit.”
“Next.” Liao turned on the man he knew wasn’t just here for
practice.
Dun threw his sheath down next to his jacket and took up his
defensive stance. “We have a few things
to settle.”
“Don’t waste my time with your insecurities.” Liao met the
first blow and took a swipe with his spear at Dun’s knee.
The one-eyed warrior jumped back and raised his
scimitar. He smirked. Apparently he was going to have it out with
everyone this week.
“Gentlemen, this is just a sparring match. Practice only.” Xu Huang reminded them.
“What is it you want General Xiahou?” Liao asked. “You want me to step back out of Ling’s life
so you can be a bad husband unchallenged?
Do you want me to ignore the needs of this growing army for an able
commander? Or do you want me to relieve
you of your agony since I refuse to do either?”
Dun stuck his scimitar in the dirt and snorted. “I’ve heard better insults from my wife.”
“She’s a teenager.” Liao reminded him. “They like to test the line of vocabulary.”
Dun liked that he slipped that age difference in there as a
small slap in the face. “I may have not
made the best decisions were she is concerned but I will rectify that. I don’t need your interference.”
“Family is hardly interference.” Liao reminded him.
“You really haven’t been around here long.” Dun chuckled.
“Around here, they do nothing but interfere.”
Liao frowned. He was
prepared to pound Xiahou Dun into the ground but it seemed like the other
officer did not come here with the intention to fight. “What is it that you want, General?”
“To talk business.”
Dun leaned on his scimitar and scratched his beard. It was quite the role reversal, Liao was
fuming and he was calm and collected.
The difference was that he had been left in charge and he had to prove
to himself he was capable of the task.
He also knew the recent discussions with his father had prompted this;
he was not going to be like his old man.
“You a damned good officer and even I have to admit the best candidate
for grand commander. However, now isn’t
the time. Right now Wei needs to rise to
power under it’s King. When he returns
I’ll inform him of my decision.”
Liao was surprised.
He didn’t expect Xiahou Dun to be able to think that clearly when
presented with an opportunity to settle a score, but it was obvious the man
could be capable of a lot when emotions were set aside. “I agree that Cao Cao should remain at head
of our army. When the empire becomes
larger than the position of grand commander can be reassessed.”
“No. You’re the
one.” Dun shook his head.
Liao nodded his thanks.
It was an overwhelming compliment, especially for such a new officer,
and he knew it was extremely difficult for the man to admit and carry thru
with. To remedy the awkward silence he lowered his
spear and looked at the officer with sincerity. “You’re lucky you’re dealing with me and not
Lu Bu.”
“I’m far from perfect, Liao.” Dun sheathed his sword and
turned away. “However I’m a better man
than my father and I hope Ling will decide she’s going to be better than hers. In the meantime you should probably start
looking for a woman of your own before Mengde comes back and makes the decision
for you.”
“Why? So you can criticize my marriage?”
“Yeah.” Dun smirked
and began walking towards the palace.
“Grand Commander and bachelor are just two titles that don’t mix.”
Liao frowned and Xu Huang handed him a ladle of water. “He’s behaving oddly.”
Huang watched the one-eyed general walk back up the stairs
and into the palace. “According to the servants
he’s been arguing with his father and almost killed him one night.”
“He misses his wife.”
Liao smirked with the assessment.
“He hasn’t taken any concubines, according to the girls.”
Liao handed the ladle back to Huang and shrugged, trying to
dismiss the topic. His own mind was
never far from Qing He who had so quickly captivated his long neglected heart
and he was glad he didn’t have to compete with Cao Cao or Xiahou Dun for her
time at the moment. Every night was
spent with her and he admonished himself for wishing the days were shorter so
he could spend more time with her.
“Smart move on his part. If Ling
comes home to hear of him toying with another woman, it will ruin any progress
our Lord makes with her.”
“It hasn’t been that long.” Huang chuckled oblivious to
Liao’s eyes darting over to the harem and watching Dun’s progress across the
courtyard. “Dun isn’t that capable of
controlling his impulses.”
Liao put his hat back on and patted Huang’s arm. “Time for lunch.”
“We did work up an appetite.”
Liao waited for Huang to gather up his things and knew his appetite
had nothing to do with food. He had to
see her; he had to reassure himself that she was not in another man’s bed.
Xxxxxxxxxxx
Qing He tried in earnest to keep a straight face as Liao
paced back and forth ranting about how she was too good of a woman to be used
by some sexually frustrated officer for a little relief. It was heart-warming and adorable and had
quickly turned to putrid as soon as he admitted he was concerned about Xiahou
Dun being the officer in question. “He
has no interest in me.”
“You have no idea how dominating he is. He’ll get off on that and he’ll look for
someone who isn’t meek.”
She made a sour face.
Despite having her living quarters in a harem, the girls were tactful
enough to not relay stories about men she was related to. It bothered her to think of her Uncle like
that, he was always a presence in their lives growing up and it was just
weird.
“Qing He I am serious, the thought of you with another man
is not sitting well with me.”
She smiled and stood up to disrobe him. “Then let me take those thoughts out of your
head.”
“I have to be back soon…I’m sorry I took up all our time
with a jealous rant.”
“Your jealousy is adorable.”
He frowned. “That’s
really not what I wanted to hear.”
“Oh?” She pet his lips with her finger and grinned. Her body pressed up against his and she
gentle rubbed her pelvis against his crotch.
“I just can’t stop worrying that one night I will find my
bed empty and you’ll be in someone’s arms.
I can’t share you, I’m not that type.”
She stepped back, annoyed that her erotic actions did
nothing to distract him. “Like who? Who the hell are you so worried about?”
“Cao Cao for one…Xiahou Dun for another.”
She didn’t think that anything could kill her arousal, but
then again she didn’t think her lover would accuse her of jumping in bed with
her father or uncle. She was too
appalled and annoyed to give him a break for not knowing she was who she really
was. “Get the hell out.”
“What?” He asked
innocently.
“OUT!” She snapped with the authority of a princess, not of
the concubine she was trying to portray.
“I see.”
She growled at him as his shoulders slumped in defeat. Now he did think she was with them! “Damn you Zhang Liao! I have never and will never be in bed with
either of those men!”
“How do you know that?”
“Because I am…” She caught herself. No, now wasn’t the time to tell him. “Yours.”
He smiled at her and kissed her forehead. “I wish you had the power to make that
decree.”
She slapped him.
“Just go back to work and I’ll be waiting in your bed tonight to punish
you for being an idiot.”
He blinked and watched her storm out of the small
library. He took a deep breath and
wondered what the hell that was about.
Now he actually felt a bit of remorse for being so hard on Xiahou Dun,
women were so damned complicated.
He put his hand to his cheek and felt the heat begin to rise
where her hand had made contact. It
actually felt good to have a woman mad at him again.
Xxxxxxxx
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