Mountain Patrol Military Officer-Chapter 322 - 276: A Family

On this day, within Jingguan City.

In the marketplace, Jiushan lavished rewards and comforts on the soldiers, earning high praise from the citizens and stoking their enthusiasm for the military.

Among the noble families, several returned from the Yun Family struck with rage, but before long, news spread that the Garrison suddenly took action, arresting key members of their households, primarily the younger generation of the direct lineage. Old grievances were dug up, and by the time these families reacted, their people were already locked in the Garrison’s prison.

The families felt a jolt in their hearts, and quickly quieted down.

The most explosive news was that someone had been released by the Nine Colonels, from the Four Seas Sect that went with them to the Yun Family, rumored to have reached a certain agreement.

For a time, rumors emanating from the Yun Family spread throughout the noble families of Jingguan City, that the esteemed individual wanted the noble families to obey, relaying the message through Third Young Master Yun, who was formerly the Leading Military Officer of Ninth Mountain and now a Piaoqi General. Those families who refused were thus struck with retribution.

Many noble families felt endangered and disdained the Four Seas Sect, feeling contempt.

But at the same time, the substantial rewards bestowed upon the Yun Family, their ascent to new nobility in Jingguan City, also tempted many families, especially the second and third-tier ones.

It seemed, clinging to the Ninth Mountain’s coattails wasn’t a bad idea.

This evening, atop the ninth peak of Yunding Mountain, stood Ninth Colonel Hall.

A side hall, with small bridges over flowing water, the glow of the twilight sky shrouding the scene, leading back through corridors and turns, to a secluded courtyard.

At this moment, plumes of cooking smoke rose above this courtyard, where the "thud thud thud" of a knife chopping on a cutting board could be heard.

Under the twilight haze, everything here seemed separated from the noisy turmoil of the outside world.

Looking into the courtyard, several figures were seen propped against the doorframe, peering inside cautiously.

Among them was a kitchen maid dressed in grey, her face marked by the years, and maids in pink and white garb.

Their faces were a mix of reverence and intense curiosity, contradictory expressions that took hold of them.

Following their gaze, inside was indeed a kitchen, with fire ascending from the stove, and sizzling oil in a pot.

Before the chopping board, a figure in green clothes had their sleeves rolled up to the elbows, one hand wielding a kitchen knife, slicing a piece of golden-yellow meat. The rhythm of the knife hitting the chopping block was distinctive and skilled.

Once chopped, the knife slid the golden, tantalizing, and fragrant meat slices into the pot next to the stove before beginning to stir-fry and adding water.

Having done that, he ran to another stove, lifted the lid of a yellow clay pot where a bubbling sound suggested something was stewing. The vapor that wafted out when the lid was opened glowed with vaporous radiance.

Among the steaming air, one could see a deep side profile; he took a soup spoon, scooped up some golden broth from the pot, tasted it slightly, his eyes squinting slightly, and then nodded his head.

He then covered the pot again, hurried over to another stove, and continued to be busy.

Outside, the kitchen maids and maids watched the figure bustling between the kitchen stoves, mouths agape in disbelief.

The same figure, feared outside as a tiger, of Divine Skills, slaying countless Demons, was now skillfully bustling after shooing them out of the kitchen.

This great contrast left them feeling surreal, as their general of Ninth Mountain was also partaking in the mortal world’s culinary affairs.

Meanwhile, the strange and exotic aroma wafting from the kitchen made their throats involuntarily gulp.

How fragrant!

The ingredients used by the general must be extraordinary, even the rising vapor emitted a glowing mist.

About half a cup of tea time later,

Chen Yuan finished his work.

When he turned around, the heads lurking behind the doorframe like mice quickly retreated.

Chen Yuan smiled, not pointing it out. He flicked his sleeve, gathering several steaming, fragrant dishes into his sleeve.

Then, with a sway of his body, he vanished from the spot.

After a dozen or so breaths, Chen Yuan appeared in front of a room in the West Wing Courtyard of the mid-mountain villa on Cloud Peak.

With a flick of his finger, the door opened, and he stepped inside.

In the room, the Western Princess stood at the opposite window looking out. Though a thin layer of golden radiance separated her from the outside, she could still enjoy the view of Yunding Mountain.

Under the setting sun, a waterfall hung, its mist turned to scattered gold, and above the mist, a rainbow bridge arched, with occasional cranes gliding gracefully over it.

Chen Yuan felt a palpitation upon witnessing this scene.

He would have attachments from now on!

This would become his weakness, his Achilles’ heel, but from then on, his soul found a vital new flavor.

Hearing the noise, An Ge turned her head, her expression somewhat unnatural, but her eyes were more peaceful and resigned than before.

"When do you plan to let me leave?"

Chen Yuan paused mid-step as he entered, then walked to the table in the room and gestured.

"So eager to go?"

"Sit down first!"

An Ge raised her hand to smooth the hair at her temples and walked over, her eyes the color of a clear blue lake twinkling, and she spoke with a face as calm as possible.

"Seeing that you’re not dead and are still jumping around, I should go. My clansmen must be anxious looking for me."

"Did you sneak out?" Chen Yuan laughed as he said this.

Avoiding his gaze, An Ge sat down, speaking with some displeasure, "That laugh makes you look very smug, I don’t like it."

Chen Yuan shook his head; it’s truly difficult to cajole a woman. He was not adept at it in his past or present life.

He could only lift his hand and flick his sleeve.

Immediately, four dishes were laid out on the table, and their fragrance wafted over.

"Try them, I made them."

Saying this, he introduced the dishes with a cheerful and nostalgic emotion.

"These are all dishes from my hometown."

"This is sliced pork with garlic sauce."

"This is the supreme version of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall,"

"This is braised pork,"

"....."

An Ge’s lake-like eyes stared at the enticing appearance and aroma of the dishes, slightly dazed.

This great general of hers had actually cooked personally.

She reached out with her chopsticks to try the sliced pork with garlic sauce first.

Then she nodded, saying two words in a reserved manner.

"Not bad."

Afterward, the Western Region lady tried the other dishes with her chopsticks, gradually becoming more enthusiastic in her tasting.

Ever since she discovered her pregnancy, she had felt especially hungry, as if the little one she was carrying was a bottomless pit.

Now, faced with these hearty dishes made entirely out of spiritual materials and demon flesh, her appetite naturally surged.

Chen Yuan watched, smiling with his eyes, his hands also moving busily to help An Ge pick up dishes. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

"Go ahead and eat!"

Initially, An Ge was a bit uncomfortable, but she gradually relaxed as she felt all the meanings expressed by Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan cherished this rare tranquility.

In his heart, he had already decided to allow her to depart with the little one in her belly after this brief reunion.

Jingguan City was no place for a long stay; he had to get An Ge out of this maelstrom.

That way, he himself would have no worries!!!