Farm Tough Girl
Chapter 331 - 331 332 Are You Heading to the Border_1

Chapter 331: Chapter 332 Are You Heading to the Border?_1 Chapter 331: Chapter 332 Are You Heading to the Border?_1 “Are you doing this on purpose? I’ve never seen anyone so precious about nursing an injury. My husband chopped wood for the family even when he was hurt; are you even a man?”

Nangong Qian had gotten used to it, it seemed, and was calmly dodging Muniang’s razor-sharp tongue. He caught a piece of fruit and began to eat it nonchalantly, his fastidiousness having abandoned him during these days in the mountains.

“I was coddled since childhood, not rough-skinned like your husband. If you’re in such a hurry, why don’t you do it yourself?” Nangong Qian raised an eyebrow.

Muniang glared at him fiercely. He was doing it on purpose! She disregarded him and turned to gather firewood instead.

“General, there’s been a movement from Nangong Qian’s people.”

These past few days, Yu Ze had barely slept, constantly searching along the river, not willing to let go of even the slightest hope.

“Where are they?” Yu Ze’s eyes flashed.

“Over by Yu Ningshan; they just rushed over there. Your subordinate believes they must have received a signal from Nangong Qian. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have suddenly hurried in that direction. I have already sent men to closely follow them—” Before the Hidden Guard could finish speaking, Yu Ze had already leapt away.

Mounting a fast horse, he whipped the reins and sped off.

At Yu Ningshan, Nangong Qian was playing his flute. Although it was the same tune coming and going, it seemed endlessly enjoyable. Muniang couldn’t help but ask, “What’s the name of this piece? It’s quite nice.”

Nangong Qian raised his eyebrows: “I composed it myself.”

Muniang turned her head away: “Never mind, I didn’t ask.”

Nangong Qian ground his teeth; couldn’t she be a little less disdainful?

“I’m hungry. Is the meat roasted yet? What’s going on!” Nangong Qian said irritably.

Muniang poked at the fire with a stick to make it burn brighter, then picked up the meat skewered on a branch to check if it was cooked enough, and handed it to Nangong Qian: “Here, eat.”

Nangong Qian took the meat without any courtesy and started eating, frowning as he spoke, “It’s tasteless, too awful.”

“If it’s awful, then don’t eat it. Starve to death for all I care.”

Muniang’s daily routine these days was hunting, eating, hunting, eating, while Nangong Qian was just eating, sleeping, eating, sleeping. Sometimes Muniang did indeed feel pity, thinking that it’s a shame a man who appears so neat and gallant could be so shameless.

Muniang took a piece of meat for herself and started gnawing on it: “Once you’re done eating, hurry up and play the flute again, don’t waste time. You can’t stand the hardship here yet you make a mountain of demands; is it really necessary?”

Nangong Qian continued to eat his meat leisurely: “Depends on my mood.”

Muniang felt a surge of anger in her chest and impulsively threw a wild fruit at him: “You better play the flute with your Inner Strength today! Otherwise, forget about eating!”

Nangong Qian shouted back: “Qiao Muniang, you must be a tiger, right? Are you even a woman? I’m injured right now, in case you haven’t noticed. And it’s you who did this to me. Yet here you are, yelling at me?!”

Muniang hurled another wild fruit at him: “And who was it that pushed me down? Now you have the nerve to argue, acting like you’re so innocent. Can’t you make it a bit more convincing?!”

“And who pulled me down with them? And even after pulling, you had to stick an arrow in me, otherwise—” Nangong Qian was speaking when he suddenly couldn’t catch his breath and started coughing.

Muniang was stunned for a moment, then quickly patted his back to smooth his breath, “Are you okay? How can you be so petty, being a big man? Wasn’t I just cursing because I felt bad? Plus, when I fell off the cliff, if I hadn’t shot you with an arrow, wouldn’t you have slapped me to death with one palm? Now that we’re both in this state, why are you still making a fuss?”

Nangong Qian glared at her, “So it was me who started making a fuss?” This woman, she always knows how to drive one mad.

As they were arguing, Nangong Qian seemed to notice some movement, and pursed his lips, “Someone’s coming.”

Muniang’s heart leaped with joy, wasn’t that a sign of rescue?

Indeed, it wasn’t long before a group of guards emerged from the deep valley, knelt down and clenched their fists, “Master, your subordinates are late!”

Nangong Qian was about to speak when he keenly sensed a fierce palm wind sweeping towards them. He reflexively wrapped his arm around Muniang, who was beside him, and dodged to the side, where Nangong Qian had stood a second before, the row of trees all fell down.

Yu Ze descended from the sky, his eyes already filled with fury, and now seeing Nangong Qian daring to embrace Muniang, the desire to kill surged within him.

“Nangong Qian, if you don’t want to die, release her immediately!”

Muniang had not yet reacted, after all, Nangong Qian’s move had been too quick. Her first thought was, where did this man show any sign of lacking inner strength?!

But hearing Yu Ze’s serious tone, she couldn’t help but feel a burst of excitement, and she immediately struggled free from Nangong Qian’s arms and threw herself into Yu Ze’s embrace, wheezing, “Husband.”

Yu Ze hugged Muniang tightly, as if trying to crush her into his bones, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief at seeing her safe, “Are you hurt? Were you bullied?”

Muniang shook her head, “No, I’ve told you, I’m not that weak.”

“Hmm, I know.”

Yu Ze looked up, his cold eyes meeting those of Nangong Qian in front of him, “Have you considered the consequences of using this method to hold me back?”

Nangong Qian, seeing Muniang acting so docile in Yu Ze’s presence, felt strangely uncomfortable. Had she always been like this?

“So what?” Nangong Qian provocatively raised an eyebrow.

“Seeking death!” Inner Strength surged within Yu Ze, who was clearly enraged. Muniang was his vulnerability and his bottom line. When someone dared to leverage that vulnerability against him, they should have known what it meant to challenge his bottom line.

Nangong Qian’s guards, eager to protect their master, charged at Yu Ze with swords drawn. Yu Ze simply struck with his palm, and sent most of them flying. Nangong Qian cursed, “Useless!” Clearly, he was cursing his own men. Then, with a powerful demonstration of palm energy, he seemed ready to have a head-on confrontation with Yu Ze.

However, Nangong Qian was injured and consequently weaker than Yu Ze by ten percent. After ten moves, Nangong Qian was hit by a palm strike. Seeing the tide turning, his guards quickly threw down a smoke bomb and spirited Nangong Qian away.

Yu Ze wanted to pursue but was stopped by Muniang. Others may not have realized it, but she knew very well that Yu Ze must not have gotten any rest these past days. Just now, after exerting so much Inner Strength, he was actually pushing himself.

“Who exactly is he, and why did he deliberately push me down?” Muniang asked.

“Nangong Qian, the fourth prince of Qilian Kingdom. He just wanted to delay me. Now that the war at the border has started, he can’t kill me, so he had to use you to hold me back,” Yu Ze said through gritted teeth.

Muniang’s expression turned solemn, “Then, are you heading to the border?”