However, Cai Wei wasn’t currently in the mood to admire the beautiful man, as her heart was preoccupied.
"Nangong Yi, since our arrival in Lingbei, how many battles have you fought against the Meng Slaves? What were the outcomes?"
Hearing Cai Wei bring up serious matters, Nangong Yi also became serious. He set down his chopsticks, sat upright, and stared at Cai Wei.
"We’ve fought three times, and we’ve won every battle. I planned to continue the aggressive tactics, but we ran out of food and supplies, so we had to cease the wars."
Cai Wei replied, "I don’t understand warfare, but I know that war always results in loss. I just want to ask you, is there any way to have the Great Han of the Meng Slaves surrender without a fight? If they are willing to submit to our Great Jin and pay tribute every year, this war can stop."
Nangong Yi chuckled, saying, "Tuoba Kui is a man of great courage and ambition, he will definitely not surrender without a fight. Even if we don’t attack him, once he becomes stronger, he will certainly attack our Great Jin. Therefore, Wei’er, don’t worry about the casualties, this was always bound to happen, and it has nothing to do with you."
Cai Wei knew that Nangong Yi was trying to comfort her, assuring her that this war and the killings had nothing to do with her. He was also indirectly telling her that it was impossible to enjoy victory without battle.
However, Cai Wei felt that nothing is impossible in this world, just like what she often heard in her past life: there are no difficulties when there’s a will.
Since she started this matter, naturally she should be the one to resolve it, but how to go about it?
She fell into melancholy...
After the meal, Nangong Yi told Cai Wei to get some sleep and rest, and he went off to patrol the camp. As soon as he left, Cai Wei climbed onto the couch and fell soundly asleep, exhausted from riding the white tiger all night, and having exerted so much physical strength in the morning. She had even forgotten her habitual preference for specific spot, and the moment her head touched the pillow, she was fast asleep.
Nangong Yi patrolled the camp for two hours, and discussed plans to attack the Meng Slaves with several generals. By the time he returned to his tent, another two hours had passed.
Cai Wei slept soundly, unaware of the man’s return.
When Nangong Yi returned, he saw Cai Wei lying on the couch under his blanket, in a deep sleep. Her fair and crystal-clear face looked serene and peaceful, and her rosy lips slightly ajar - they were as inviting as a flower about to be plucked, tempting him to ravish her, and also as desirable as a red fruit, begging him to take a bite.
He sat down next to the couch, staring at the girl. His hand, long, slender, and as white as jade, uncontrollably moved to the face he had been dreaming about, his mesmerizing eyes were filled with tender love.
In her dream, Cai Wei vaguely felt someone was caressing her face, and the warmth of his hand, with well-defined bones and a familiar scent of Dragon Saliva perfume, was carefully stroking her cheek. It tickled, and her eyelids moved a bit. Her long eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes.
The man graciously smiled, his smile full of indulgence.
Cai Wei ackowledged with a soft "Mmm", with the heaviness of sleep still lingering in her voice. She opened her half-closed, drowsy eyes, blinking, unable to focus her attention immediately, still unclear about where she was...
Her adorable expression instantly stole the heroic heart of this man, causing his heart to pound violently. His captivating eyes watched her unblinkingly, shining with tenderness that even he himself wasn’t aware of.
"Uh...I’ll go cook for you."
Finally awake after a long while, Cai Wei realized that it had already turned dark outside. She got up and decided to prepare a meal for the man.