The Wife Is First / 妻为上 (You Own My All)

Chapter 50: Tiger's Teeth and Crane's Beak

"Good skill!" The right protectorate general, who had been helplessly given three bloody scratches, saw Ge Ruoyi's step movement and couldn't help admiring her. No wonder the military advisor was taking this maid to the battlefield; she turned out to be an expert! MBa0ci

Mu Hanzhang was slightly surprised. Ge Ruoyi had learned concealed weaponry from Ghost of Nine Blades for only a few months. How could she be so skilled in martial arts already?

"This is footwork passed down through my family. It's called 'Treading on the Waves Barefoot', and is just a little trick. I've let the right protectorate general see a laughable performance," Ge Ruoyi said with a smile as she comforted the little tiger in her arms.

"Aiya, this is a good trick. Teach me too when you have time!" The right protectorate general grinned and moved closer to poke the little tiger in Ge Ruoyi's arms in the head. "Little thing, you have a pretty fierce temper!"

"Ruoyi said it's a family tradition. If the right protectorate general wants to learn, he must first become a Ge family member." Seeing that Ge Ruoyi had some awkwardness on her face, Mu Hanzhang went over to pick up the tiger cub and joked.

"OK! I agree to... Ouch! " The right protectorate general laughed "hehe" and was about to say something else, when he was suddenly slapped on the head. He turned around angrily, and came face to face with the expressionless left protectorate general. "Why did you hit me again?"

"Your face is bleeding," the left protectorate general said.

"Is it?" The right protectorate general touched his face, and sure enough, the scratches had already begun bleeding, and were rather painful. "It's OK, this little wound will be fine in a moment."

"Medicine." The left protectorate general pulled at him and took him back to apply medicine to the scratches.

"Does this need medicine? A scar on the face is a symbol of a man. Perhaps the emperor will even record me as having done a meritorious deed in the military because of this injury!" The right protectorate general struggled incessantly; if this little wound was treated with medicine, he would surely be laughed at by Zhao Meng that guy.

"Then how are you going to report this merit to the emperor? Are you going to say that it was the Southwest King who scratched you?" The left protectorate general grabbed him by the collar impatiently and dragged the endlessly noisy man into the tent.

At last, it was quiet now. Mu Hanzhang rubbed the little tiger's head with a smile, thinking in his heart that he would have to trim this little thing's claws.

When Ge Ruoyi came in with the meal, Mu Hanzhang was almost asleep. The little tiger had grabbed a lock of his fine black hair and had been chewing on it for a while. Ge Ruoyi laughed softly and put the plate on the small table in the tent.

"Gongzi, have something to eat first before you sleep."

At the smell of the meal, Mu Hanzhang, who had been eating dry rations for a day, immediately became hungry. He pulled his hair out of the tiger's mouth and wiped the saliva off it with a cloth towel. He got up and sat down at the small table.

Looking at the fragrant meal in front of him that looked and smelled great, he couldn't help but be surprised. "You made this?" Although the food in the army had improved, it wasn't to this level.

"Gongzi is tired. It's better to have some good food." Ge Ruoyi smiled; the Wang Ye had specially gotten her to personally cook a couple of dishes for the Wang Fei.

"You are considerate, but it's better to do this kind of thing less. I'm a military advisor, and I should eat the same as the officers and soldiers." Nevertheless, Mu Hanzhang still picked up his chopsticks and said, "Go get some minced meat to feed the tiger cub ba."