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Ziyan immediately shut her mouth and fell silent.
After a few minutes, Purple Python, Little Python, and Xingchen appeared in their line of sight.
In the next moment, Ziyan rushed towards Little Python and Xingchen without hesitation. She first took out a Night Pearl from the pouch hanging at her waist and used its light to carefully examine Xingchen, finding that he was completely unharmed.
Turning around, she conducted a detailed inspection of Little Python as well, who was also "perfectly fine."
However, Little Python kept rubbing its head against Ziyan and then began to spit out its red tongue towards Purple Python not far behind it, as if eager to tell her something.
Alert, Ziyan followed the direction of its head and glanced at Purple Python. From a distance, she caught a whiff of a bloody scent mixed with an unusual fragrance.
"Should I approach Purple Python?"
Ziyan's heart raced because deep down, she still felt a certain wariness towards it.
After all, it was not just a giant python; it also carried a potent venom.
But in the end, Ziyan couldn't resist the pitiful appearance of Little Python as it continued to nuzzle against her.
Thus, Ziyan quickly dispelled her inner fear and apprehension and prepared to approach Purple Python.
"Future Wife—"
A worried shout came from behind her, belonging to Ling Yuxuan.
Ziyan paused for a moment but did not stop moving.
When she approached the Purple Python, she couldn't help but almost close her eyes, and beads of sweat had already formed on her forehead. She could clearly feel the Purple Python's gaze intensely fixed on her.
In the next moment, her heart raced so fast it felt like it was about to leap into her throat.
As her eyes met those of the Purple Python, she noticed that its purple eyes were much gentler than at any other time before. Although still fierce as always, it did not exude the same ferocity that suggested it might attack a human.
Thus, Ziyan reached out and gently patted her chest, offering herself some comfort. Then she smiled faintly at the Purple Python and pointed to the arrow wound on its abdomen behind it.
To Ziyan's surprise, the Purple Python not only flicked its tongue but also seemed to nod in response. Its eyes, devoid of the purple glow, were actually filled with kindness at that moment.
Huh? This creature is surprisingly understanding?
Damn! It had just scared her half to death; she was genuinely afraid it would swallow her whole!
After that, Ziyan finally calmed down. She stepped closer to examine the wound but dared not touch it directly.
Just as she was about to reach out to pull the arrow from its body, a hand suddenly grabbed her from behind and pulled her back. At the same time, Ling Yuxuan swiftly removed the feathered arrow from the Purple Python.
Seeing this, Ziyan quickly pulled out her handkerchief and placed it over the wound to block the blood that was about to spill out.
No joke, the blood from this Purple Python was highly toxic; if it splattered on anyone with an open wound, they would definitely show signs of poisoning.
Ziyan pressed down firmly on the wound with her handkerchief to achieve effective hemostasis, then took out some high-quality healing powder from her pouch and sprinkled it on the Purple Python's injury.
After finishing all these tasks, Ziyan moved to the head of the Purple Python and boldly reached out to touch its forehead without a second thought.
Sure enough, the Purple Python showed no signs of resistance. Ziyan smiled at it and said, "You’re lucky to be called Purple Python. My surname is also Zi, and my full name is Ziyan. Don’t you think you should get along well with my Future Husband from now on?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the Purple Python did not respond, but Ling Yuxuan could no longer hold back his laughter.
Just as Ziyan turned to look at her happily grinning Future Husband, the Little Python leaned its head toward the Purple Python and rubbed its face against it several times.
"Hey! Little Python, you little ungrateful thing. You’re just focused on getting cozy with your Future Husband."
Ziyan rolled her eyes at the Little Python in frustration.
"Alright, let’s hurry back to the city. There’s no need to worry about them; they will find a suitable place to stay temporarily."
At that moment, Ling Yuxuan stepped forward and picked up his Future Wife, placing her on the horse's back, then he jumped up to ride alongside her.
The young couple on horseback turned back to look at the affectionate scene between the Little Python and the Purple Python on the ground.
Then they exchanged a tender glance, and Ziyan relaxed her body, leaning back against her Future Husband's broad chest.
The horse galloped swiftly through the dark night, and soon they returned to their little Yard that temporarily belonged to them in the city.
The season had already transitioned into late spring and early summer, but in Ciling County within the Southwest region, the weather had already begun to heat up.
Once back in their courtyard, both of them were drenched in sweat. After ordering a Subordinate to bring them bathing water, they squeezed into a not too big but not too small bathing tub together and enjoyed a cozy bath.
As they soaked, before they even finished bathing, the tired young woman curled up in her Future Husband's arms and fell into a deep sleep.
Ling Yuxuan could only look up at the sky in silence, thinking about how they had bathed together countless times, and each time she was like this.
"Sigh—"
Seeing that the water temperature was getting cooler, Ling Yuxuan could only lift her out of the tub with a soft sigh and carefully dry her off.
Looking at her snow-white skin and her rosy, plump lips, he couldn't help but feel a rush of heat.
After hastily wiping himself down, he immediately lay down beside Beloved Child and, unable to hold back any longer, reached out his hand toward her small body, ready to take action.
Unexpectedly, the sleepy woman slapped his hand away and muttered irritably, "Don't bother me, I'm so tired. I just want to sleep well... Please!"
"…"
With no other choice, Prince could only give up and lie back down on the bed.
Thinking about his Future Wife's pitiful appearance just now, the Prince felt a pang of sympathy in his heart!
Forget it, it's better to sleep early. He would let her rest well tomorrow and try again then.
Thus, Demon Prince Ling Yuxuan could only force himself to calm down and get a good night's sleep…
The next day.
The sun rose high in the sky.
Ziyan finally woke up and realized that her Future Husband was no longer by her side.
However, she vaguely heard what seemed to be applause coming from the distant Front Hall.
Ziyan quickly shook her head vigorously, and the fragments of last night's memories immediately surfaced in her mind.
Last night, she and her companions had successfully eliminated quite a number of enemy soldiers alongside the countless beasts. Remembering this made Ziyan feel much more at ease.
She sat up in bed, stretched her neck, shook her head, and stretched her limbs... Then she jumped off the bed and took a few steps to the dressing table, casually gathering her long hair behind her head.
Simple and unadorned, paired with a light yellow dress.
She appeared as a graceful, youthful, fresh, and lovely girl in the ancient mirror, making it hard to distinguish whether she was married or not!
Thus, Ziyan appeared at the door of the adjacent Front Hall.
At the same time, whether it was the guards stationed at the door or the generals inside holding a meeting or the Subordinates reporting various situations, all were staring intently at the new bride—Ziyan—who still looked like a girl.
The Demon Prince, who was seriously listening to Strongman Wu Xiang and others reporting various matters, immediately darkened his expression when he noticed the men’s gazes fixed on Ziyan, almost drooling.
At that moment, only Strongman Wu Xiang understood this master’s little thoughts.
Back when he first met these two masters, he had already experienced the Male Lead's intense jealousy!
Therefore, as everyone was eagerly staring at their refreshing Mistress who hadn’t yet come to her senses, Strongman Wu Xiang immediately cleared his throat twice.
In an instant, everyone present slowly began to grasp the situation. At the same time, they quickly redirected their gazes.
"Princess, I heard that yesterday our side almost wiped out the enemy forces completely!"
A newly promoted Junior Officer standing beside Wu Xiang reported to Ziyan with a flattering tone.
"Oh—completely wiped out? You must not get too proud; the enemy claims to have an army of four hundred thousand. Last night, at most, we only killed around thirty to fifty thousand of them. How can you talk about wiping them out completely?"
Seeing the Junior Officer's smug expression, Ziyan unceremoniously countered with a sharp remark.
"…"
The Junior Officer immediately deflated and lowered his head.
"However, there is no need to be disheartened. As long as our soldiers work together with determination and continue to uphold the spirit of dedication and caution from the past, victory will be within reach in the future!"
Ziyan glanced at the Junior Officer, thinking that since he had just poured cold water on them, it was time to encourage them again to prevent them from losing their basic confidence and fighting spirit.
After surveying all the soldiers and Subordinates present, Ziyan continued, "Also, send a message down: we are now at a critical moment in the war. Therefore, all soldiers in our camp must diligently guard their posts during this period. If anyone is found abandoning their post, they will be punished for treason."
Ziyan said this not to make things difficult for his own soldiers or merely to intimidate them.
At this time, we had already reached the most critical stage of the war. The enemy would certainly spare no effort and try every means to understand the various strengths and situations of Xuan Wang Ye's side in order to formulate the most accurate strategic plan.
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