Looking at Wen Ran’s eager face, Qin Fengsheng almost felt like vomiting blood.
"Seriously, are you addicted to fighting now?"
Wen Ran blinked, "Is that not okay?"
Qin Fengsheng: "..."
Well, it’s okay, but who can stand such intense and brutal fights?
"Forget it," Qin Fengsheng said weakly, "You’re the real queen. I’m not going to talk to you anymore; I need to rest and recuperate.
If you want to keep fighting..."
He paused, searching the crowd with his eyes.
The soldiers: "..."
What the heck?
Feeling like they were about to be beaten to death, they wondered if it was now soone else’s turn to suffer?
But, truth be told, despite their complaints, they were still eager to give it a try.
At that mont, a few brave souls stepped forward to spar with Wen Ran.
How to put it...
As soon as they started, it was evident how skilled Qin Fengsheng was.
They were still a bit clumsy.
As days passed, everyone was less afraid of the haunted rumors and didn’t stick to Wen Ran everywhere they went. Most turned their attention to the amiable and kind Qin Fengsheng.
This left Qin Fengsheng feeling a bit overwheld by the sudden fondness.
He had always been big and intimidating, and everyone feared him intensively. But unexpectedly, coming here, these scholars looked like bookworms.
Yet their courage was unusually large.
Wen Ran couldn’t leave, so she camped here and found so work to keep herself busy.
When in a good mood, she’d go down to the tomb, stick close to Mr. Gu Sr., and use a small brush to diligently clean artifacts.
As she brushed, her happiness increased, so she’d use the small brush slowly.
If she got impatient with brushing, she’d switch to a broom.
This left Mr. Gu Sr. unable to breathe normally; whenever he sensed Wen Ran was getting impatient, he’d imdiately call her beside him to explain knowledge points.
Wen Ran was inherently smart and could rember many things after just hearing them once.
Ti after ti, her knowledge grew rapidly without her realizing it.
Sotis, when she wasn’t feeling great and didn’t want to go down into the tombs, Mr. Gu Sr. let her be.
Either she practiced sparring with Qin Fengsheng or fought with Qin Fengsheng’s subordinates.
As she sparred, Wen Ran would beco very hungry, blending in with the soldiers seamlessly.
Ti and again, she would team up with the soldiers, taking Hetao and Red Army into the nearby woods to hunt.
Wild chickens, hares, dumb deer—anything with at was hard to escape Wen Ran’s clutches.
Through these activities, the quality of the als improved imnsely.
The soldiers ate till their jaws dropped, and as for the archaeological team...
Needless to say, they did too.
Cai Xiaowen and Xu Ying were gluttonous; late at night, they secretly extended their waistbands by two inches.
Cai Xiaowen lanted, "I can’t eat anymore. I really shouldn’t keep eating like this."
Her face filled with horror, "Do you know? I used to squat effortlessly, but now squatting takes so effort.
That’s not even the scariest part. The scariest thing is, I’m starting to get out of breath."
"Yeah, yeah!"
Lovely Xu Ying nodded like a pecking chick, " too. I’m feeling my clothes getting tighter."
However, where she gained weight was different from Cai Xiaowen.
Her face wasn’t chubby, nor was her waist, but her bust and hips.
Originally having a fiery figure, she had beco even more eye-catching, to the point that Wen Ran couldn’t look away.
Cai Xiaowen: "...Say less, please."
She turned her head, not wanting to converse much with Xu Ying.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she turned, she saw Wen Ran.
Oh dear!
Feeling even worse.
This sister had undergone no change at all.
"Seriously," Cai Xiaowen bit her handkerchief, "You two are too much."
Wen Ran stretched, yawned lazily, "Don’t envy . It’s a gift; I can eat without gaining weight. There’s nothing you can do!"
Moreover, Wen Ran’s recent exercise routine was enormous.
Although she ate a lot, she also had a lot of activities.
After a round of activities, her waistline beca even slimr, including a more defined jawline.
Just when Wen Ran thought Cai Xiaowen would restrain her appetite, she found out her sister was relentless, eating tearfully, and after half an hour of digestion, she’d go out for a half-hour jog.
Wen Ran: "..."
Impressive.
To eat and not gain weight.
Actually willing to exercise.
With such determination, her sister would succeed in anything she did.
This made Xu Ying anxious too, "Oh? What should I do? Should I also go for so rounds?"
"Sure," Wen Ran hardly paid attention to that amount of exercise, calmly brushing her small brush, "You two together, can be companions."
Xu Ying thought for a mont and decided to give up, "Forget it then."
Nonetheless, she didn’t forget to comfort herself, "Being chubby also has its beauty; I’m quite fine this way."
"That’s right."
As long as one can think positively, being fat or skinny doesn’t really matter.
As days went by, heavy winter clothes ca off, and Wen Ran changed into light spring attire.
As everything blood, Wen Ran’s mood grew more irritable day by day.
Why, you ask?
Simply put, she missed ho.
Her child was over six months old. Wen Ran hadn’t seen the baby at all during these two months. Just thinking about it made her feel depressed.
Mr. Gu Sr. had already acutely noticed Wen Ran’s emotional distress.
He was about to call her over for a private talk, but it was too late.
Wen Ran was upset.
She threw down the small brush, "Damn it, how much longer do we have to stay in this godforsaken place?
I’m done!"
Mr. Gu Sr.: "..."
He shuddered beside her, hardly daring to make a sound.
As for Cai Xiaowen, Xu Ying, and other students, they quickly fled the scene.
Inside, Mr. Gu Sr. felt bitter; he wanted to leave too, but he had his dignity to uphold. At this point, he could only brace himself and comfort her, "Alright, it’s okay, really, what made you unhappy lately?
Talk to old ."
Thinking about his humble tone now, Mr. Gu Sr. almost cried; he had spent his life in the military, entering countless tombs.
He was known as a fearso figure, but now he was really humbled.
"Talking to you, does it help?"
"...It might not help, but if you don’t talk, it definitely won’t."
Those words made so sense.
Wen Ran took a deep breath, "I want to go ho."
"Hmm, why? Tired of the food here?"
"No!"
Honestly, with no embezzling involved, the archaeological team’s treatnt was quite good.
The food and drink were top-notch, and even the clothes were custom-made after asuring.
But, the problem was, Wen Ran didn’t care about these things.
She was concerned that if she kept this up, her two kids wouldn’t recognize their mom!
How terrifying is that?
"Then why?"
Wen Ran sat down heavily, "I miss my kids."
Mr. Gu Sr.: "..."
Out of his depth.
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