eurekapd Chapter 50: Aruhan's battle had to be brought forward...
Chapter 50: Aruhan's battle had to be brought forward...
Several days later, as dawn broke, the world seemed to be enveloped in a thin layer of mist, and sunlight shone through the clouds, casting a golden glow.
Looking dazed, Wen Wan carried a suitcase and slowly walked to the entrance of the Fu family's house.
She stopped and looked up at the familiar manor, her heart filled with reluctance and longing. Her gaze seemed to penetrate the walls, seeing the wonderful times she had spent here, every detail vividly clear in her mind.
Her vision gradually blurred, as if she had returned to the night before, when Old Master Fu sat in his study with a terribly gloomy expression.
His voice was deep and stern, and every word he spoke was like a knife piercing her heart.
"Wenwan, you were so understanding, gentle and virtuous back then. Fu Ci begged me for a long time before I agreed to your marriage."
I never expected you to actually lay a hand on Niannian. You're a highly educated woman! How could you fall for someone else's trick!
Where do you place Niannian? Where do you place the entire Fu family...? Do you know that Tongtong has been having nightmares every night these past few days?!
Wenwan's eyes welled up with tears, which flowed uncontrollably down her face.
She thought of Fu Ci, the man she had once loved deeply. Since she went to the detention center, he hadn't shown his face even once; perhaps he had completely given up on her.
Her heart ached as if it were being torn apart...
"How foolish! How foolish! How... how could I have fallen for this trick!" she murmured to herself, her voice filled with endless self-reproach.
Grandpa Fu told her that he was giving her a chance to go out and calm down for a while, and to reflect on her mistakes.
This was only because she was Fu Tong's biological mother; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Wen Wan found it utterly ridiculous. Niannian, Niannian, why...?
She's worked so hard for so long, even dumping her first love to marry Fu Ci, and going to the gym every day and waiting for him in the library to make him fall in love with her...
They tried every means to get Fu Ci's schedule from Wood and deliberately got close to him.
All these years, in the end, are not as important as a five-year-old kid...
Wen Wan dragged her tired body back to her old, dilapidated house and rummaged through the bottom of her backpack to find the rusty key.
"Click..."
Upon entering, one is immediately struck by the dim lighting; the ceiling bulbs emit a faint glow, as if they might go out at any moment.
A faint musty smell permeated the air, causing her to frown. Compared to the Fu family's mansion, this place was practically a pigsty.
The interior of the house was unusually cramped, with piles of clutter. The paint on the walls had peeled off, revealing the mottled cement walls, making it look extremely old.
The floor tiles were broken in many places, and the gaps were filled with dust.
Wenwan laboriously pulled the suitcase into the living room. A worn-out sofa occupied most of the space, its surface covered with signs of wear and tear, the cushions sunken, and the springs almost touching the skin.
Next to the sofa was a rickety coffee table, piled high with various newspapers and discarded plastic bags.
There is no clear partition between the kitchen and the living room, and a greasy dining table is placed right next to the wall.
Leftovers, their origins unknown, were laid out on the table. A few drops of oil clung to the rim of the bowls, and scattered around were some used tableware, with food scraps remaining on the bowls and chopsticks…
Wen Wan felt disgusted at the sight, and the hairs on her body stood on end. She looked toward the bedroom.
The bedroom door was half-open, and through the crack, you could see that the bed was piled with clothes, and there were several empty medicine bottles and a broken alarm clock on the bedside table.
Wenwan simply couldn't stand such a terrible environment and wanted nothing more than to grab her suitcase and run away...
She took out her phone to call Grandpa Fu, but paused slightly when she saw the family photo on her phone wallpaper. She had deliberately cropped out half of Niannian's face.
Wen Wan murmured softly, "I will definitely... I will definitely come back..." As she spoke, she stared fiercely at Niannian in the family photo.
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Let's go back in time to ancient times...
Zhongyuan City —
The training of the disaster victims is proceeding in an orderly manner. At a glance, the huge training ground is crowded with people, but it does not appear chaotic at all.
Pei Yunjing stood quietly atop the towering city wall, his gaze sharp as he intently watched the bustling training scene below.
After a moment, he turned his head slightly, a serious expression appearing on his previously calm face. He turned to He Qiang beside him and asked in a deep voice:
"General He, in your opinion, how long will it take for these disaster victims to become qualified soldiers?"
In recent days, the Southern Imperial Uncle's every move has demonstrated an extremely decisive and resolute style of conduct.
Under his iron-fisted rule, any disloyal refugees were swiftly and ruthlessly eliminated.
Upon hearing Pei Yunjing's question, He Qiang quickly clasped his hands in a respectful bow and replied in a respectful voice:
"Reporting to the Sixth Prince, judging from the current training progress, if nothing unexpected happens, these disaster victims will be transformed and capable of fighting on the battlefield in just ten days!"
Thinking of this, He Qiang couldn't help but secretly click his tongue in amazement.
This was the first time he had personally experienced Pei Nanxing's ruthless and vicious methods.
No wonder even General Bai Zhong, who is known for his integrity and uprightness, has mentioned many times that the current emperor is really not up to the task, and that the throne should belong to a man of great talent and ambition like Pei Nanxing!
Having received a satisfactory answer, Pei Yunjing nodded slightly, a relieved smile appearing on his lips, and said loudly:
"Very good! Then let the soldiers work even harder and make sure to train hard so that this new force can be deployed to the battlefield as soon as possible, catching Aruhan off guard!"
However, at this moment, a question still lingered in Pei Yunjing's mind—what kind of intricate relationship did Nian Nian have with the Southern Imperial Uncle?
Ever since the night the Southern Imperial Uncle first met Niannian, he would often come to his tent to visit her through the phoenix, showing her great care and concern.
Not only did he shower her with concern and care, he even attempted to personally instruct her on the principles of military strategy and governance...
Strange... Absolutely strange!!!
Just then, a messenger rushed in to report. He had run all the way here, panting heavily, and his words were broken and incoherent:
"Report!!! General He, Sixth Prince, something terrible has happened! Aru Khan's troops have already crossed our border!"
After saying this, the soldier, panting heavily, quickly took out a letter from his pocket and respectfully handed it to Pei Yunjing with both hands.
Upon seeing this, Pei Yunjing's expression turned serious, and he quickly reached out and took the letter.
He quickly tore open the envelope, unfolded the letter, and frowned deeply, staring intently at the contents of the urgent report.
It turned out that Aruhan could not suppress his temper in the end and chose to take the initiative.
Thinking of this, Pei Yunjing couldn't help but ponder in his heart that there must be Aruhan's spies hidden among the disaster victims in the city.
Otherwise, how could they have grasped our movements so accurately and taken such decisive action?
Pei Yunjing slowly raised his head, his originally deep and sharp eyes narrowing slightly, revealing a hint of danger.
This battle may have to be fought ahead of schedule!