A New Mother

It was only now that his stone-cold face showed signs of relaxation, if ever so slightly.

Looking at his knitted brows, Jiang Yao knew that he would be on high mental alert for next week's selection process. Even as he slept, he was aware of everything happening around him. Not wanting to disturb his sleep, Jiang Yao dared not move at all.

His familiar scent and breathing lulled her into a good night's sleep as well.

By the time she woke up the next morning, Lu Xingzhi was gone. His belongings however were still here, which meant that he would be back by nightfall.

"Sis, you are early!" Jiang Yao remarked as Lu Yuqing entered the tent carrying a washbasin filled with water in her hands.

"Xingzhi was even earlier. He left right on daybreak to the frontlines." Lu Yuqing sighed. "I'd rather not see him in this state."

Jiang Yao understood the words between Lu Yuqing's lines.