Mythical Three Kingdoms

Chen Xi, who was busy comforting Fan Jian, was completely unaware of what those Chen Family members, Xun Family members, and Sima Family members in Central Asia were up to.

However, even if Chen Xi knew, besides being dumbfounded for a while and then applauding, there wasn’t much else he could say.

The Central Plains aristocratic families indeed have amazing talent in causing trouble, especially in situations like this where even if it’s messed up, they don’t worry about repercussions at home, as the state supports them from behind, leaving the Central Plains aristocratic families completely stress-free.

As expected, these severely problematic families should indeed be let loose; since they are a calamity wherever they go, it’s always better for them to plunder the enemies rather than their own people, right?

Trash and stuff are just resources in the wrong place. That being said, from any angle, the Central Plains aristocratic families should be considered excellent resources; after all, they are still quite admirable.

Speaking of which, Huo Qubing was a scourge in Chang’an before he was fifteen, wreaking havoc on the city. It was precisely because of the chaos in Chang’an that he was sent away to avoid disaster. After that, his illustrious life needs no explanation.

Thus, if he had continued to stay in Chang’an at that time, he might have just been an aristocratic brat. It turns out life needs to be tempered; being cooped up at home can easily ruin an aristocratic family member. Only through more experiences can one achieve something.

Thinking deeper, there are quite a few people who were bratty when young but became unparalleled figures upon growing up. It seems young people should be tempered; when young, they may be troublemakers, but as they mature, they ought to accomplish some feats.

“Shall we go to my father-in-law’s?” Chen Xi gently stroked Fan Jian.

“Yes, yes, Dad will probably be very happy.” Fan Jian giggled and said. After so many years, she finally fulfilled her wish, and she was expecting a boy, the legitimate son of the Chen Family. Fan Jian felt extremely satisfied; she no longer had to keep an eye on Chen Lan.

Chen Xi helped Fan Jian up. To be honest, he was reluctant to let Fan Jian go out in the cold winter, but it was the New Year and a visit to his father-in-law was inevitable.

However, it seems that under Liu Bei’s rule, there has been a sudden baby boom. Zhao Yun’s, Hua Xiong’s concubine’s, Zhang Fei’s, Lu Bu Su’s, and even the rumored second son of Guan Yu; it feels like since there has been no war this year, everyone’s concerned about the succession.

On the other side, Zhao Yun was lying expressionlessly in bed. He couldn’t retaliate when his father-in-law, severely injured, attacked him. However, Zhao Yun underestimated the severely injured Lyu Bu, who, despite worsening his own injuries, managed to crack Zhao Yun’s ribs while Zhao Yun didn’t retaliate.

Thus, during the New Year, Zhao Yun could only lie in bed with bandages. Ma Yunlu and Lyu Qiling, possibly accustomed to Diao Chan’s gentle nature over this period, didn’t worry much about the fight between Lyu Bu and Zhao Yun. So, when facing Zhao Yun lying in bed during the festival, the two just giggled.

“Zilong, you should have defended yourself,” Lyu Qiling said, smiling, while feeding Zhao Yun with chopsticks. Only as a daughter and wife could Lyu Qiling say such words.

“Physician Hua said he was severely injured and shouldn’t fight, otherwise, he’d be injured more, so I didn’t retaliate,” Zhao Yun said helplessly. With his father-in-law being heavily injured, he didn’t dare to retaliate, but who knew Lyu Bu, severely injured, could still beat him like this.

“Creak!” Just as Zhao Yun was explaining, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, and Lyu Bu strode in domineeringly. Seeing Zhao Yun being fed by his daughter, his eyes turned cold. Pretending to be dead, I merely broke a few of your ribs, right?

At this moment, Diao Chan also walked in with dainty steps, with a maid behind her holding two boxes of pearls, all obtained by Lyu Bu from various strange marine creatures he killed near the Australian coast. After all, it’s a festival, and although Lyu Bu was displeased with Zhao Yun, as it was his daughter’s first year of marriage, Diao Chan remembered to give reciprocation gifts.

Therefore, she had already prepared gifts for her daughter and Ma Yunlu. Having been a concubine, Diao Chan understood social graces and didn’t want to neglect Ma Yunlu. Moreover, Diao Chan didn’t see any disadvantage in Qiling marrying Zhao Yun.

At least compared to others, marrying Zhao Yun as a wife was much more reassuring than marrying someone else, as generals frequently went to battle and the stronger, the better.

Young and handsome, strong, and adept at commanding troops – someone like Zhao Yun was naturally a prime choice. By marrying Zhao Yun, there was less worry about suddenly receiving bad news one day.

So now, Diao Chan more or less understood Lyu Bu’s strength. While Lyu Bu always claimed to be the number one expert, Diao Chan now barely grasped what invincible meant.

It seems, in direct confrontation or on the battlefield, theoretically, no one can take down Lyu Bu. This point has been recognized by many masters who have visited recently.

Moreover, according to Diao Chan’s mindset, if Lyu Bu has to go to the battlefield, choosing the strongest faction aligns with her safety-first thinking because, based on what she knows, all the masters Lyu Bu mentioned who could truly threaten him are under Liu Bei’s banner.

As for Dian Wei, Lyu Bu acknowledged his strength but was disdainful of the idea that Dian Wei could threaten him. Even though Dian Wei now stood in the sky bending space with willpower and muscles, Lyu Bu firmly believed that if he wanted to dodge, Dian Wei definitely couldn’t hit him.

“Zhao Zilong,” Lyu Bu’s voice carried little inflection; Zhao Yun, who was lying in bed pretending to be dead while being served by Lyu Qiling and Ma Yunlu, sprang up as if a spring had been pressed the moment Lyu Bu pushed open the door and entered.

“Fengxian~” Diao Chan quickly stepped forward, half of her body covered by Lyu Bu’s tall figure, reached out and grabbed the back of Lyu Bu’s robe. She then looked at Lyu Bu warmly and said, considering it was the festive season, Diao Chan was indeed a bit worried that Lyu Bu and Zhao Yun might get into another fight.

That day when Zhao Yun came to visit Lyu Bu with gifts, in fact, Lyu Bu was in a similar state as Zhao Yun now, lying on the bed in a life-and-death struggle, being attended to by Diao Chan.

But when Zhao Yun appeared, Lyu Bu sprang up as if he had installed a spring, and quickly got into a fight with Zhao Yun.

The end result, needless to say, Zhao Yun ended up with a few broken ribs and finally struggled to say a few harsh words before leaving.

Afterwards, Lyu Bu was even more severely injured, lying half-dead on the bed, which amused Diao Chan to laughter. What a mess!

Feeling the tug from behind, Lyu Bu tilted his head to glance at Diao Chan, then turned to give Zhao Yun a look. Lyu Qiling and Ma Yunlu were both speechless. They both knew Zhao Yun’s injury couldn’t be too serious, after all, with his Breakthrough Level strength, he could recover quickly.

It was just Zhao Yun pretending to be seriously injured, and the two of them were just playing along with him. But then the father-in-law came in, scaring her husband like this, leaving some resentment.

Lyu Bu swept a sharp and cold glance at Zhao Yun and said nothing, considering the festive time, he didn’t hold a grudge against Zhao Yun.

Instead, Diao Chan cheerfully started giving out festival gifts to Lyu Qiling and Ma Yunlu, gifts almost identical, though unfortunately not for Zhao Yun.

But then again, during the festive season, it should be the son-in-law and daughter coming to pay respects to the father and mother-in-law, now the parents-in-law came to see their daughter and son-in-law, it seemed quite odd.

“Consider yourself lucky!” Lyu Bu coldly transmitted to Zhao Yun as Diao Chan handed out gifts to her daughter and Yunlu.

Zhao Yun didn’t quite know how to respond to that.

“Uh, likewise, good luck to Marquis Wenn.” Zhao Yun, with a resigned face, tore off the bandages and greeted Lyu Bu.

With his father-in-law and mother-in-law personally present, Zhao Yun could no longer lay bed-bound and disrespectful, no matter how convincingly he acted before. However, clearly, the relationship between Lyu Bu and Zhao Yun wasn’t particularly fond.

“Hmph.” Lyu Bu turned his head, ignoring Zhao Yun. If it weren’t for having been seriously injured beating Zhao Yun previously, thus making his own injuries worse, compounded by being in a good mood today, otherwise, upon meeting, Lyu Bu would have greeted Zhao Yun with fists.

On the side, Diao Chan couldn’t help but sigh. If it were anyone else, Lyu Bu might have beaten him to death.

“Well, how’s your body? Any special feelings?” Diao Chan seemed very interested in the potential grandson.

“No response.” Lyu Qiling thought for a moment and then said recklessly, really feeling nothing at all.

“No feeling is the best, it’ll be a son, your father will probably be very pleased.” Diao Chan’s eyes curved into crescents as she said with a smiling face.

Hearing this, Lyu Bu beckoned toward Zhao Yun. Zhao Yun hesitated, as Lyu Bu, when beating others, maintained martial artist’s discipline, but when beating Zhao Yun, cared nothing for that, uncertain if he could defend if approached.

While Zhao Yun could ascertain that Lyu Bu’s injuries were almost fatal, an injury like this, if on someone with Inner Qi Manifestation, might even lead to death in days. Yet even with one foot in the shadow of death, Lyu Bu could still exert some abnormal power.

Zhao Yun, being a Breakthrough Level, even without using weapons or retaliating, could only defend, Lyu Bu still managed to crack Zhao Yun’s ribs, enough to demonstrate the explosion of Lyu Bu’s strength.

Even with death’s shadow covering half of his body, he still possessed Breakthrough Level combat power. Zhao Yun was truly impressed by Lyu Bu. Not discussing the rest, just his willpower was indeed terrifying.

“Hmph!” Seeing Zhao Yun hesitating, Lyu Bu snorted coldly and stepped toward the door. During these days in Ye City, Lyu Bu had encountered several acquaintances, the kinds that even made him a bit intimidated.

Diao Chan knew Jia Xu, Li Youu, and Lady Tang, and so did Lyu Bu, the grudges among these people were not shallow.

The day after Lyu Bu’s severe injury, Li Youu visited the door, brazenly.