Xiao Dong was so anxious he stamped his feet.

Qin Yuan couldn’t help but laugh, "You two are really like a whirlwind meeting a slow doctor."

Doctor Li glared, "Do you expect me, with these old bones, to hold back the Marquis from hitting someone? It wouldn’t be good if someone got accidentally hurt. If you want to live long, stay away from dangerous places and don’t meddle in others’ affairs."

Xiao Dong said, "Senior sister, the Marquis really hit hard, that person is barely breathing. Why don’t you go take a look?"

"...This..."

Qin Yuan stood up, yet hesitated.

Yelv Guza came right to Marquis Gu to vent his anger; what a coincidence, all new and old grudges combined, he wouldn’t really beat him to death, would he?

But this anger must be vented.

This...

Doctor Li considered, "How about we watch from a distance. I have to say upfront, if someone really gets killed, I can’t bring them back. But if they’re just beaten black and blue, or get a broken arm or leg, or ribs or something, I can still treat that. Although I never treat Yelv Clan people, for the Marquis, I can break this prohibition. But..." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"Pay extra!" Xiao Dong impatiently finished for him, pulling Doctor Li out with all his might, like pulling up a radish, "Master, hurry up, if we’re late, it might really be too late to save them."

"Hey, you kid, so anxious you’re running wild, obviously haven’t seen the big scenes much..."

Doctor Li was dragged away.

Qin Yuan thought about it and still had someone carry the medicine box and caught up.

Outside, the sky had darkened, and lamps were lit in the courtyard. The figures of Doctor Li and his apprentice had long disappeared into the looming shadows.

Hong Ye couldn’t help but say, "They say Xiao Dong is impatient, but it seems Doctor Li is quite anxious too."

Qin Yuan said, "They’re eager to watch the commotion, I’m sure, he even forgot the medicine box."

Hong Ye said, "Miss, you’re not worried."

"Worried about what?" Qin Yuan wondered, "If the Marquis really killed someone, worrying is of no use. The last time the Marquis dealt with Yelv Guza at the Imperial College, he handled it perfectly. Xiao Dong’s just a kid, it’s natural to be scared when seeing blood."

Yelv Guza had tried to plot against the Marquis Mansion multiple times, and Marquis Gu tolerated it without taking action.

If Marquis Gu really couldn’t hold back and killed Yelv Guza, he must have a plan in mind.

Cui Ming said, "Miss, you were just being stubborn, weren’t you anxious just a moment ago?"

Qin Yuan laughed, "Wasn’t it Doctor Li who reminded me? Xiao Dong meeting him was like a whirlwind meeting a slow doctor; once you calm down a bit, it doesn’t seem so urgent."

Hong Ye also laughed.

"Indeed, Sixteen is a smart person; if someone was really beaten to the brink of death, he probably would have come to call Miss long before, not leaving it to Xiao Dong with his little legs, who knows how many times the person would have died by then."

Cui Ming said softly, "Miss, look at Hong Ye, she never forgets to praise her Sixteen."

Hong Ye went to hit Cui Ming.

Qin Yuan smiled and said, "You pretend every day in front of us, what’s your plan? In the end, don’t you need my nod of approval? You’re keeping it hidden, but we know."

Hong Ye pretended not to hear, and continued to chase Cui Ming.

Qin Yuan ignored them, laughing and joking all the way to the training ground. From afar, she could see under the dim lights, Marquis Gu standing alone, looking desolate.

Qin Yuan hesitated, slowing her steps.

"Why are you coming now?"

Marquis Gu called from afar.

Qin Yuan raised her voice, "I heard you’ve gone on a rampage, no one can stop you from killing, so I pondered and came to see what kind of frenzy the Marquis has worked up."

Marquis Gu then let out a chuckle.

"Aren’t you afraid I might accidentally hurt you?"

Qin Yuan laughed as she approached, "If the Marquis can’t control himself, how could he become the War God?"

Marquis Gu lifted his head to gaze at the waning moon in the sky, his tone forlorn, "What is a War God?"

After all, he is not a god.

He couldn’t save his father and brothers.

He achieved success, but those who accompanied him mostly died.

He is a fortunate one who stepped over hills of corpses and seas of blood; how long can he maintain this glory and good fortune?

How wonderful it would be if he were still the third son of the Dingbei Marquis Mansion—those were his most unrestrained and happiest times, with his relatives and dear friends all around.

But back then, he was eager to go to the battlefield to make his mark.

Oh, how many regrets in life!

Qin Yuan slowly approached and then smelled the strong scent of blood on his clothes; his dark robe completely concealed any traces of blood. She, too, slowly looked up at the bright moon.

The moon is soon to cycle into the next phase.

On the brightest and fullest day, families will reunite.

But...

The Gu Family can no longer reunite.

Qin Yuan slowly said, "I thought that being a War God wasn’t about being invincible, but about stopping the killing through killing, to use war to intimidate the world. To excel at war is not good at war; those who excel at swimming eventually drown, those skilled at hunting tigers perish at the tiger’s mouth. If one fights incessantly for years, the country will ultimately decline. My husband not only defeated enemies and preserved our lands but also ended the conflict."

Gu Jinghui lowered his head, carefully looking at her.

Qin Yuan continued, "The Bright Moon emerges from the Tianshan Mountains, amidst the vast sea of clouds. The long wind, tens of thousands of miles, blows over the Yumen Pass. The Han descend the Baideng path, while the Hun peep into the Qinghai Bay. This has been a place of warfare for ages; no one returns from it. The garrison soldier looks toward the frontier city, thinking of home with a troubled face. In the high tower on this night, sighs cannot be idle. This is Li Bai’s ’Moon Over the Mountain Pass’."

"Since the times of the Xia, Shang, and Zhou, the states in the Central Plains have suffered due to wars with the barbarians. No matter when viewed, my husband’s achievements are astounding. Throughout history, generals have been as numerous as fish swimming in the river, how many leave a name in green history? Most achieved great merits but did not meet a good end, others earned them but couldn’t be ennobled, and many died midway without accomplishing their careers. Who but my husband deserves the title of War God?"

Gu Jinghui pondered for a while, then laughed again.

He could fight, he won, achieved success, entered the annals of history, and came back alive.

Indeed, if he’s not a War God, who is?

Gu Jinghui suddenly felt warm again; his little wife was like a ray of light shining upon him, bringing him back from hell to the human world.

He softly said, "Let’s go back, I have blood on me, it smells bad. Keep your distance, so the smell doesn’t bother you."

Qin Yuan’s delicate nose wrinkled instantly, forming creases on both sides.

Gu Jinghui’s mood improved further.

Qin Yuan grumbled, "Is it that Yelv dog’s blood?"

Gu Jinghui laughed heartily, "I thought you’d find me coarse; don’t you resent and dislike me for killing?"

"Did you kill that Yelv dog?"

In the moonlight, her eyes widened, like two bright pools drawing him entirely in.

"How fortunate am I? Not only to return alive and preserve the glory of my ancestors but also to marry such a wonderful wife and continue the Gu Family’s bloodline in the future." Gu Jinghui pondered, "If I am not a War God, who else could be? Having paid such a hefty price, I must live well, live worthily."

Seeing him just looking at her without speaking, Qin Yuan stamped her foot and said sulkingly, "I’m asking you, why aren’t you saying anything?"