Chapter 233 Azure Clouds
Duke Heman, seeing this, quickly stepped forward to stop them, "Stop! Is he your brother?"

Manju didn't let Duke Heman touch her, released her grip, and with a flash of cold light in her dark green eyes, the beautiful male charged out with a howl.

This quickly caused a disturbance.

"You!" Duke Heman glared at him with exasperation and quickly led his men to chase after him.

Next door, Bai Xiao, who had witnessed the whole thing, looked away and reminded him, "Don't ruin the healer's good time."

Although Sang Qing didn't say it explicitly, he still vaguely guessed that things weren't that simple.

Manju raised her chin slightly, looked over, and curled her lips into a disdainful smile. "Just a concubine, it's not that serious."

"Besides, didn't I not kill him?"

He raised his delicate hands, which could easily break bones, and loosened his wrists.

His flippant tone made it seem as if killing someone was something he could do casually.

Looking at Manzhu's beautiful yet wildly eccentric smile, Bai Xiao felt a chill creep up from the soles of her feet.

He shook his head, said nothing, and turned to leave.

……

Sang Qing stayed in the hospital for another week, and news about her had already spread outside.

S-class healers have always been a scarce resource in the military and naturally attract a lot of attention.

Some felt sorry for her, some praised her for bravely venturing to the border, and some worried about whether she would be able to return to the logistics department to draw a number.

Regarding the actions taken by the East District 1, there were those who condemned them, those who defended them, and many more who remained silent.

After all, the person in charge this time is the second princess.

The shelter did nothing about these things, as if they weren't the main characters, and simply watched coldly from the sidelines.

Sang Qing never made a statement, only letting those rumors continue to fester, while she rested well in the hospital.

She only told a few close people about her mental state and did not announce it to the public.

Only the orcs in the hospital, their faces glowing, pretend nothing has happened.

She didn't undergo any more mental tests, and didn't tell anyone about her advancement except for Shi Ying.

Jun Chenli's men were all sent away by her.

The doctor prescribed her medication to regulate her menstrual cycle. Since she was already much weaker, many people came to visit and take care of her, so she told Shi Ying not to come over specifically.

But Shi Ying still went to great lengths, traveling four or five hours each way to stay with her night after night.

He rubbed her stomach and warmed her body with his own warmth. Before dawn, he had to return to the Third Military Region. When he woke up, there was always a hand warmer in his arms that hadn't cooled down yet.

……

On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Admiral Curry drove his hovercar to Wutongyue and had people unload boxes of various things from the back seat, including rare medicinal herbs, various nutritional supplements, and two live pheasants...

As Kuli was directing the security team to move things, he saw Sang Qing staring at the chicken and explained with a smile, "These were caught by the raptor team. They've ravaged my back mountain, and they've caught them all to nourish you."

Curry spoke with deep sorrow, but his smile was kind: "Everyone was very worried about you. If I hadn't stopped them, they would all have come."

Sang Qing indeed saw that, in addition to chicken, there were various kinds of processed wild game, which were things she used to only be able to eat occasionally as a side dish in the canteen.

I felt moved in my heart.

They are truly a group of simple and kind-hearted orcs.

General Curry was invited to stay for dinner.

Shi Ying was in charge of cooking, while Sang Qing helped him wash and chop the vegetables.

Curry looked at the two harmonious figures with a somewhat strange expression.

When Shi Ying brought out the casserole, Curry finally couldn't help but ask, "Is this how you usually get along?"

Curry glanced at the kitchen.

Sang Qing cut the potato shreds with a "clattering" sound, producing thin, long, and even shreds without stopping.

Shi Xiang seemed used to it, lit the charcoal in the stove, and replied casually, "Yes, when Awan has time, she will help me prepare the dishes, and after I finish cooking, she will also help me wash the dishes and clean the kitchen."

If Curry didn't understand Shi Ying's personality, he would have thought Shi Ying was deliberately playing Versailles. What wife would help prepare the food and wash the dishes?
Females generally don't need to cook; they just need to wait for the food to be served. Cooking and washing dishes are the males' responsibility.

Anyway, he rarely saw females take the initiative to cook. Although Sang Qing didn't really cook, she was still very considerate to do this.

Moreover, the tone of Sang Qing's voice when speaking to Shi Ying is different from that of most couples.

"You really found a good wife." Curry patted Shi Ying on the shoulder and exclaimed.

Shi Ying glanced back at the figure in the kitchen, her eyes filled with warmth.

Yes, Awan is truly a very good wife.

He was so fond of it that he was unwilling to share it with anyone else.

I'm always worried that I might suddenly lose it one day.

……

After finishing his meal and seeing General Curry off, Sang Qing took a walk in the empty garden.

She sat on the swing that Shi Ying had specially built for her under the flower trellis.

Sang Qing held onto the flower rope, her feet dangling in the air, swaying gently.

"Cangyun," Sang Qing suddenly called out to the air.

Shi Ying paused for a moment, then looked up in one direction.

The air remained quiet, filled with a faint floral fragrance.

Sang Qing wasn't in a hurry. She gave Shi Ying a look that said, "I'll settle the score with you later," and waited quietly.

The aura hidden in the shadows flickered briefly before quickly receding, so fast that it was almost imperceptible.

But since Sang Qing had spoken, he had to comply.

A deep blue shadow streaked through the air, transforming into a man dressed in black, who gave Sang Qing his usual salute.

Sang Qing looked up at Cang Yun, "I told you to leave last time, but you didn't?"

Cangyun lowered his head slightly and remained silent.

But silence has already given the answer.

Sang Qing frowned.

She thought back to the day she went to rescue Shi Ying, when the roof beam inexplicably veered off course.

Therefore, for the past six months, Cangyun has been secretly protecting himself.

Sang Qing looked Cang Yun up and down. He was completely covered in black, so it was impossible to tell if he was injured.

She stood up, walked to Cang Yun, and said gently, "Thank you for that day. Were you injured?"

Cangyun shook his head, remaining silent.

"Do you need me to give you some psychological treatment? Your riot level isn't low either."

As Cang Yun approached, she could sense that the pollution on his body had increased significantly compared to before, and it would soon exceed 80.

But when he first met Cangyun, his riot value was very low.

If Cangyun were always by his side, he would follow her to the front lines and to places with high levels of pollution.

Otherwise, they wouldn't always appear so coincidentally and at such a timely time.

Cangyun raised his head, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

After a long pause, he knelt down on one knee. "Thank you, Miss Sang Qing."

"Get up, you don't need to kneel before me."

Sang Qing brought Cang Yun into the house and gave him psychological treatment.

When he entered Cangyun's spiritual sea without any hindrance, Sang Qing realized the truth of what Jun Xinyue had said back then.

"The Azure Clan generally remain loyal to those who perform this ritual until their next death."

(End of this chapter)

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