Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 607 - 563: I’m Not Biological Either?

Chapter 607: Chapter 563: I’m Not Biological Either?

At this time, within the Shuofang Army, soldiers who managed to escape trickled back into their own tents, some tending to their wounds and others reorganizing.

Morale was utterly defeated throughout the army.

For this battle, Mei Fei felt confident of victory, which is why he led twenty thousand Shuofang soldiers into war.

The casualties who confronted the enemy head-on in battle approached three thousand men.

And the five thousand cavalry who took a detour for a surprise attack from the north against the Tujue, none returned alive.

Plus those who were scattered along the way and captured.

In the end, the soldiers who returned to the Shuofang Army’s main camp number less than six thousand by now.

Although more soldiers continued to return, everyone knew it was unlikely that the returning count would exceed ten thousand.

One battle, over half the troops lost!

This was a disastrous defeat.

But at this moment, Mei Fei’s mind was not at all on the victory or defeat of this war.

Right now, Mei Fei, looking at the body of Mei Wu in front of the Central Army’s tent, was overcome by tears of grief.

"Mei Wu, my son! How could you just leave like this!"

Mei Fei walked over, wanting to embrace the body of his son.

But Mei Wu’s body was tightly held by Wang Lihui.

Seeing this scene, Mei Fei couldn’t help but be moved.

Worthy of being my Deputy General, so loyal to me.

It’s my son who died, yet he acts as if his own son had perished.

"Deputy General Wang, that’s enough. I know your loyalty. Let go, let me hold him, let me... accompany Mei Wu on his final journey..."

"Scram!"

At this moment, Wang Lihui holding Mei Wu bellowed furiously at Mei Fei.

This roar not only shocked Mei Fei but also stunned all the surrounding soldiers and generals.

Nobody expected the usually mild-tempered Wang Lihui to tell Mei Fei to scram.

Mei Fei even widened his eyes in shock as he looked at Wang Lihui’s back.

"Wang Lihui! That’s my son, not yours!"

At this point, the heartbroken Wang Lihui could care about nothing else.

"Your son? He is my son! Mei Fei! It is your foolishness! You would rather trust a dog that can talk than listen to our advice! It’s you! You killed my son!"

As he said this, Wang Lihui’s fists clenched in anger, frightening Mei Fei into hastily backing away.

In this moment, Mei Fei couldn’t help but recall how, whenever Mei Wu was involved in anything, Wang Lihui would always argue strongly against it and offer help, showing particular kindness toward Mei Wu.

Later, as Mei Wu grew up, he and Wang Lihui remained by his side, like his right and left hand.

Even, many said Mei Wu and Wang Lihui looked very much alike.

Could it be... Could it be...

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Mei Fei immediately grabbed his riding crop, intending to strike Wang Lihui, but just as he lifted the crop, seeing Wang Lihui’s formidable back, he ultimately dared not carry it out.

"Someone, fetch my wife. Never mind, I’ll go myself!"

With that, Mei Fei headed straight for his wife’s sleeping tent.

At this moment, the wife who had just learned the news of her eldest son Mei Wu’s death was crying her heart out in the sleeping tent.

Seeing Mei Fei enter, the wife immediately lunged at him, wishing to weep in her husband’s embrace.

Mei Xiu, the second son, also approached his Grandpa.

But before the wife could get close, Mei Fei pushed her away.

"I’m asking you, is Mei Wu my biological son? Is he Deputy General Wang’s seed? Tell me!"

The wife was startled.

Obviously, she knew the cat was out of the bag regarding the past affair.

At least Deputy General Wang had spilled the beans.

But the wife, having kept the secret from Mei Fei for so many years, naturally had her cunning.

"Mei Fei! Is it I who have lost a son now? What now? Your son has died, and you’re not sad, but you come to question me instead?"

Mei Fei was taken aback, just about to argue, but the wife gave no chance for any explanation.

"So, I’ve become unimportant to you, haven’t I? Our son too, hasn’t he? To you, Mei Fei, has our family really become so dispensable?"

"It’s not... what I meant... I... I mean..."

The lady let out a deep sigh, then spoke with a face full of dejection and loss, "I knew it, love can disappear. Xiu’er, let’s go."

Mei Xiu, seeing Grandpa and Grandma suddenly arguing, and it made no sense at all, didn’t understand what was happening before Grandma pulled him out of the sleeping tent.

"Grandma, what did Grandpa mean just now about someone being biological or not?"

By this time, the lady had led Mei Xiu quite a distance from the sleeping tent; she looked back to make sure Mei Fei hadn’t immediately followed, and only then did she let out a long breath.

"Your elder brother is not your Grandpa’s biological child."

"My elder brother was adopted?" In Mei Xiu’s mind, there still lingered a naive and beautiful fantasy.

"Your elder brother is the son of Deputy General Wang Lihui and me."

Upon hearing this answer, Mei Xiu felt a buzzing in his head, and in that instant, the whole world went silent.

At that moment, the lady took Mei Xiu to another servant’s sleeping tent, instructing the servant to prepare pen and ink. The lady began to write a letter while someone else prepared items for Mei Xiu.

Finally, Mei Xiu’s ears began to regain their sense of the outside world, and he started to come back to himself.

"But, Grandma, my elder brother... if he’s not biological, what... what are you bringing me here for?"

The lady looked at her simple, foolish son.

"You think you are biological?"

"Ah!?"

At that moment, the lady finished writing a letter and handed it to Mei Xiu.

"Take this letter and the other things, leave Shuofang Army, and go to the Lingwu Army to find your biological father, Changsun Bubai. He will take care of you for the rest of your life."

In that instant, Mei Xiu felt his entire world collapsing!

After being bitten back by his wife, Mei Fei couldn’t respond for quite some time, completely at a loss as to what had just happened.

He simply sat in the sleeping tent and then called for someone to bring in wine.

The more Mei Fei drank, the angrier he became, and the angrier he was, the more he wanted to drink.

After drinking for a while, Mei Fei suddenly thought of something and shouted towards the entrance, "Deputy General Wang, come here!"

After calling out, Mei Fei remembered that that bastard Wang Lihui had slept with his wife and made a cuckold out of him.

Other family members came in, not understanding what was happening with their family head.

Mei Fei asked, "Where’s Deputy General Wang?"

"Deputy General Wang is still holding... holding the body of Mei Wu."

Mei Fei could be sure that Mei Wu must be Wang Lihui’s seed.

Otherwise, Wang wouldn’t be so heartbroken.

"And the lady? Where did she go after she got angry just now? Wait! She didn’t go looking for Wang Lihui, did she?"

"No. The lady just took the Second Young Master away and then prepared horses and some things for the Second Young Master, instructing him to leave the camp and head west."

Mei Fei couldn’t help but be curious as to why Mei Xiu was suddenly sent away for no apparent reason.

Mei Xiu couldn’t be Wang Lihui’s seed, after all, Mei Xiu was handsome and bright-looking, clearly not the child of someone as brutish as Wang Lihui.

There had been jokes that Mei Xiu looked like Changsun Bubai, and Mei Fei actually felt it was quite cool when Changsun Bubai called him grandson.

But then, in the next moment, Mei Fei suddenly remembered that when his family was attacked by the Tujue at the border, it was Changsun Bubai who saved his wife. Could it be...

Mei Fei immediately left with people to look for his wife.

But after searching through many servants’ tents, he couldn’t find his wife.

The more Mei Fei saw his wife, the more he felt she was keeping things from him.

That’s when Mei Fei found his daughter’s sleeping tent.

Seeing the tear stains on his daughter’s face, who had just been grieving her brother’s death.

That heart-aching appearance.

That delicate and yet-to-flourish look.

That face which resembled his wife’s youth, or even surpassed her in beauty.

That’s right!

Not one of my children is biological!

In that case...