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"Also, if the captured person claims to be a local citizen, let the local magistrate or village chief verify whether it is true. If the captured person's accent is different, then be even more cautious in questioning. If it is confirmed that they are spies, then take them back to the city and hand them over to more professional interrogators. Understood?"
Ziyan stared seriously with wide eyes, her gaze piercing as she fixed it on the few people below.
"Yes, we understand," Subordinates replied.
Seeing Ziyan's cold, glinting eyes, Li Yu and Wu Xiang dared not let their attention waver for even a moment.
"Then hurry up and make arrangements."
After giving her orders, Ziyan waved her hand at them.
"Yes!"
The group immediately turned and left swiftly.
"Princess, you truly are a remarkable person of our Nanchu Kingdom! A true Expert!"
The usually stern Wei Chao, the county magistrate of Peiling County, couldn't help but stretch his neck in admiration at this moment.
"What remarkable person or Expert? I am just someone who has studied some ancient military strategies since childhood!"
Ziyan deliberately maintained a serious expression, casually making up an excuse.
"I see!"
County Magistrate Wei Chao nodded in agreement.
"Well, once they capture those spies and scouts, they will have to be handed over to you, County Magistrate. You must find a way to pry open their mouths; if you can't, then tie them to the city walls. When the enemy comes to attack the city again, let them serve as live targets—to set an example. I want to see which small countries will dare to invade our great Nanchu Kingdom after this battle!"
Ziyan suddenly changed the subject, her expression darker and colder than before.
"Uh? Yes, I will follow your orders!"
Wei Chao cupped his fists and bowed deeply.
"Good! Then County Magistrate, you may go and attend to other matters for now."
Seeing that there was nothing more important to discuss, Ziyan immediately ordered him to attend to his other duties.
"Yes, I will take my leave now."
Ziyan nodded with a faint smile as she watched him leave.
"Is everyone dismissed?"
At this moment, seeing that all the subordinates had been sent away by his future wife to attend to their own tasks, the Demon Prince finally spoke after a long period of silence.
"Yes, everyone has left. Does the prince have any further instructions?"
Ziyan smiled at him and casually teased.
"Shall we go see some good entertainment?"
Ling Yuxuan asked Ziyan with a charming smile.
"Of course!"
"Then—let's go."
With that, Ling Yuxuan reached out and took the delicate and smooth little hand of his Future Wife, and together they quickly left the house, riding swiftly toward the city gate.
Before long, Ziyan and Ling Yuxuan exited the city, taking a roundabout route heading southeast. As they moved farther away from County Town, they turned southwest toward the main camp of the enemy forces.
After about half a stick of incense's time, they arrived at their own military camp's designated position.
The two hid on a hilltop, observing in the shadows without revealing themselves.
Ziyan was primarily concerned about whether these people could put her at ease; she absolutely could not let enemy spies gather intelligence or relay information back to that twisted Crown Prince Ling Xianjun.
However, after watching all twenty small squads patrol, they discovered that Wu Xiang and his soldiers were indeed impressive.
In broad daylight, all the small squads had captured over a hundred spies from Yunqi Kingdom. It was quite a spectacle; it seemed that Ling Xianjun and the generals from Yunqi Kingdom were truly anxious and agitated!
Returning from outside the city, Ziyan's mood was genuinely better than ever!
At this moment, the slightly fatigued Young Couple rested against the headboard: "Future Husband, as the saying goes, strike while the iron is hot. Given this situation, we should present our Python Volunteer Corps' gift tonight."
"Alright, it's still early. Future Wife, I ask you to accompany me for a quick nap. Once we've recharged our spirits, we can head out again tonight to watch an even more exciting show. Otherwise, by tomorrow you might turn into a panda, and then our entire army will laugh at you—especially that Yuwen Jing!"
On their way back, his Future Wife had been in a state of high excitement for quite some time. There was no way she would have the energy to watch a battle tonight.
Thus, after thinking it over, Ling Yuxuan decided to use both requests and a bit of provocation. He figured she would calm down and allow herself some time to rest!
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Ziyan's eyes widened in anger as she fiercely stared at Ling Yuxuan.
In an instant, Ling Yuxuan's heart skipped a beat. He asked, "Future Wife, what's going on?"
"It seems you care quite a bit about this sister Jing'er, huh? Even my rest or not is related to her?"
Ziyan was furious, and when she got extremely angry, she would inevitably explode.
"Uh? It has nothing to do with her, but she will definitely laugh at you. I just wanted to remind Future Wife that even big matters shouldn't affect your image, right?"
Seeing that Ziyan was truly furious, Ling Yuxuan felt a bit guilty.
"And let me ask you, if I become less attractive as I grow older, and after having children my body changes, will you then abandon me?"
Ziyan bombarded him with a series of questions in her rage.
Ling Yuxuan swallowed hard in helplessness. This woman was indeed a troublesome creature; just a few words could lead her to think so far ahead.
However, despite his speechlessness, the Prince, who had become accustomed to pampering his wife, ultimately compromised first: "Future Wife, my dear Future Wife, please don't be anxious! This King swears that even if you become the ugliest woman in the world in the future, This King will never despise you!"
"What the—you're the one who would become the ugliest person! You bad person, you're clearly cursing me to become the ugliest woman in the world! Take this..."
Ling Yuxuan's words genuinely caught Ling Yuxuan off guard. His original intention was to make his Future Wife believe that he would never change his heart for her throughout his life. Who would have thought that this statement would only make his Future Wife even angrier and more frustrated!
With no other choice, Ling Yuxuan could only beg for mercy while blocking her: "It's my fault, it's my fault. This King spoke incorrectly and didn't express myself well, but I will never change my heart or abandon Future Wife."
"Really?"
Ziyan finally stopped, but the attitude remained fierce.
"Really!"
At this moment, Ling Yuxuan dared not say anything more.
"Hmph, then I have one request for you, no, two requests."
"Future Wife, just say it. Even if it's ten requests, it wouldn't be a problem!"
"Good! A gentleman's word is hard to take back."
"Future Wife, go ahead!"
"Well, listen carefully!"
"Alright!"
"It's actually very simple. The first is that I don't want you to have any dealings with that Yuwen Jing anymore; as for the second? You are not allowed to speak to her either."
"Uh? Future Wife, I can guarantee that the first request will definitely not be a problem. But for the second request, as a subject of Nanchu, if she insists on greeting me out of politeness, wouldn't it be too rude if I didn't respond at all?"
At this point, a hint of difficulty appeared on Ling Yuxuan's face.
"Then, if there are no outsiders around next time and she actively comes into your arms, would you still have to politely hold her and talk?"
At this moment, Ziyan also began to get a bit unreasonable and thought to herself, "If I don't make this clear, who knows what ambiguous things might happen when they meet alone again."
"Cough cough... Is this so? I can guarantee that I will never let such a thing happen."
"How can you guarantee that?"
"Should I swear again? If I encounter it again in the future..."
As soon as Future Husband raised his hand, ready to swear again, Ziyan immediately interrupted, "Stop! That's enough. For now, I'll trust you! We'll see how you perform in the future."
"Alright, I will definitely keep my word from now on."
Ling Yuxuan finally showed a knowing smile. Then he continued, " Future Wife, are you really not tired?"
"Huh? What if I'm not tired?"
Ziyan seemed a bit slow to catch on to his meaning.
"I was just wondering, Future Wife, if you're really not tired at this moment, then how about..."
Ling Yuxuan said as he immediately laid Future Wife down on the bed and then leaned over her.
"Ah! No, I'm really tired right now. Let's just rest well. We can go see Little Python and the others fight for the country tonight!"
Seeing that he had some 'evil thoughts' again, Ziyan immediately surrendered.
"Really?"
Upon seeing this, Ling Yuxuan quickly stopped his hand that had already reached its way to that prominent and soft spot. He then sighed lightly, "Sigh—if you had said that earlier, we wouldn't be in this situation!"
He originally intended to scare his future wife, who was blissfully unaware of the situation, by striking a pose. At that moment, she was facing something significant and had little time to think about trivial matters.
Soon after, the room fell silent.
The young couple nestled together, closing their eyes in an attempt to calm their minds and clear their thoughts.
Before long, they both drifted into either deep or light sleep. Regardless, they could finally rest peacefully for a while.
Prior to this, Ling Yuxuan had already informed his subordinates that they should prepare a meal and wake them up an hour before midnight. They were not to be disturbed unless it was something important.
As the Demon Prince wished, an hour before midnight, Li Yutong, a cook, knocked on the door of Ziyan and her future husband’s room.
They both woke up almost simultaneously. Ziyan yawned and asked, “What time is it?”
“No rush, it’s just the right time. Let’s get up, have something to eat, and then we can head out of the city to see the show.”
Ling Yuxuan glanced calmly at his future wife. Ziyan nodded and replied with an “oh,” acknowledging his response.
After a short while, once Ling Yuxuan saw that his future wife had finished getting ready, he reached out to take her hand: “Alright then, let’s go!”
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