Without waiting for her reaction, Feng Chuyao continued.
"Although we only met briefly last time, I have a very good impression of Miss Shen."
"I hope to continue to interact and get to know Miss Shen."
"May I have this honor?"
Looking at the man's earnest eyes, Shen Jianxi pursed her lips and nodded reservedly, replying, "It is my honor as well."
...
On the border of Anhuai Kingdom.
"General—" Third's voice grew closer. With a swirl of dust, a man covered in blood stumbled and fell before Qin Lang.
Seeing his disheveled state, Qin Lang knew what had happened. His already stern face grew even more serious.
Before he could step forward, someone helped Third up.
As the physician examined Third's wounds, he reported to the man, "General, your subordinate, your subordinate is incompetent! The scouting team I sent was ambushed, and only I made it back alive."
Thinking of the tragic corpses, even Third, who had undergone rigorous training, couldn't help but choke back a sob.
These were his comrades, who had fought alongside him day and night!
Now they were cold corpses, and he couldn't even bring their bodies back.
The thought made Third feel a bitter sweetness in his throat, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. He wiped the corner of his lips, his hands covered in mottled scars.
Third was severely injured. After reporting the intelligence, he fainted.
Qin Lang ordered him to be taken away to recover. He surveyed his surroundings; the number of soldiers he had brought with him was less than half.
There was only one small country left in this campaign. The emperor of this country had always been timid and cowardly.
He had expected to achieve unification through negotiation, so he had only brought a small group of people.
Who knew they would be ambushed, losing more than half of the men he brought. The remaining were either injured or disabled, and he himself had many wounds, large and small.
The water and food they had brought were also lost during their escape.
Although he had requested reinforcements, the Third Prince, who had always regarded him as a thorn in his side, was still there, and he couldn't rule out any unforeseen circumstances.
If it dragged on, even without fighting, the soldiers' bodies would not hold up.
Thinking of this, Qin Lang clenched his fists at his sides, grabbed the long saber beside him, and stood up.
"Qin Family Army, listen to my orders! Those still capable of fighting, form teams of ten and break out from the southeast and southwest, the weaker points!"
"Yes!"
The response was not loud, but it was firm.
The disciplined Qin Family Army dispersed, using whatever they could find locally for concealment, and then silently melted into the bushes.
Seeing everyone disperse according to his instructions, Qin Lang took a deep breath and, with Fourth, Sixth, and Eighth, headed south.
...
Shen Jianxi bought the things she needed and, with Feng Chuyao's help, took all of them back home.
It was Feng Chuyao's first time visiting the home of a woman other than his own family. He stood at the doorway a little nervously, took a deep breath, and then stepped inside.
"Do I need to change my shoes?"
Shen Jianxi placed the fruits she was holding on the dining table. Without looking back, she replied while sorting them, "No need. No one usually visits, so there are no slippers."
Hearing this, Feng Chuyao felt relieved and walked into the living room.
Although he didn't intend to snoop, the apartment was not large. Apart from the bedroom with its closed door, the living room and kitchen were in full view.
There were many exquisite small decorative items in the house, fresh flowers on the tables and cabinets, and a faint fragrance greeted them as they entered.
Although there were many things in the room, they were all well-sorted and neatly arranged, making everything clear at a glance.
One could immediately tell it was someone who loved life and lived a quality life.
Feng Chuyao secretly nodded, his good impression of her growing.
Although he didn't have mysophobia, his own residence was always kept very clean. Therefore, he couldn't help but feel satisfied with a girl who also liked to be neat and tidy. Sudanshuwang.
Knowing that someone was waiting for her, Shen Jianxi took the groceries from Feng Chuyao, quickly cleaned them, and put them in the refrigerator. After doing this, she turned back to the man and apologized, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Mr. Feng, but please wait a moment. I need to change my clothes."
Feng Chuyao expressed his understanding, "It's alright, I'm not in a hurry. Miss Shen, please take your time."
Although he said that, Shen Jianxi couldn't possibly take hours to get ready. She simply re-tied her slightly messy hair, washed her face, changed into a red, waist-cinching dress, and then went out.
"Shall we go, Mr. Feng?"
Hearing her voice, Feng Chuyao's gaze shifted from his phone to her. A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes as he looked at her.
The already fair-skinned girl looked even more radiant in the red dress. Unlike when they first met, she exuded an air of bold passion.
To avoid being impolite, he stood up, averted his gaze, and lightly coughed into his fist by his mouth, "Okay, let's go." However, the blush on his face revealed that he was far from calm at the moment.
Feng Chuyao never denied being a man who appreciated good looks. He believed that one's inner character and outer appearance were equally important.
The two of them, on their first date, lacked experience and could only follow the conventional dating itinerary of watching a movie.
They chose a science fiction film, which was three hours long.
When they bought the tickets, they only saw the words "4D." They had no idea until they arrived that it was a 4D couple's hall.
The seats in this hall were all coupled together, with chairs designed for two. The surrounding area was also thoughtfully semi-enclosed, ensuring ample privacy. Each seat had a double blanket.
The air conditioning in the hall was set very low, to the point where one would feel cold even wearing two long-sleeved shirts.
Not to mention Feng Chuyao and Shen Jianxi's attire.
Couples who arrived early were huddled together under one blanket, with only their heads peeking out, sweetly nestled together.
After a single glance, the two of them felt awkward.
"Um..." Feng Chuyao looked at her apologetically. "Would you like to watch something else?"
Shen Jianxi bit her lower lip lightly, hesitating. "It's fine, let's watch this one." She had wanted to see this movie for a long time.
The man respected her choice and绅士ly covered her entirely with the blanket. It was only when Shen Jianxi's hand touched his icy cold hand that she forcefully shared the blanket.
After everyone was seated, the movie began.
As a spaceship rose and fell on the screen, their seats began to sway left and right.
Initially, the movements were small. As the movie entered its climax, with more fighting and rapid ascent/descent scenes, the seats swayed more and more violently.
The two of them, who had initially been some distance apart, were pushed together.
At first, Shen Jianxi and Feng Chuyao would feel embarrassed and readjust their positions after the seats stabilized. However, as the seats continued to shake, and they were pushed together repeatedly, they eventually had to lean against each other with red faces. Fortunately, it was dark enough in the cinema that not much could be seen.