How to Deal with Having the Villainous Tyrant’s Child Chapter 120

Chapter 120

Yuwen Min: ???

He narrowed his eyes, though his heart nearly leapt out of his throat.

But just as he was about to act decisively, he chuckled softly and said, “Oh? Wang Fei said this? Did he say why?”

The messenger, voice hoarse, replied, “Cough… cough… Wang Fei said that Your Highness has not sent a single family letter back to the capital three times. Each time he delivered a message for you, you must kowtow and apologize. Otherwise…”

Yuwen Min lowered his voice. “Otherwise…?”

The messenger bowed even lower and said, “…otherwise… he said… from now on, Your Highness shall not think of stepping into his bed!”

Laughter erupted around them. Even Lu Xuzi behind him couldn’t hold it in and snickered.

Yuwen Min, however, did not laugh; a hint of amusement crossed his face. He asked, “Oh? Is that so?”

The small messenger hoarsely answered, “It’s what Wang Fei said, not me.”

Finally, Yuwen Min laughed aloud and said, “Very well. Then we shall do as Wang Fei said! But if I do it, does that mean I may act as I please?”

The messenger: “Eh???”

Why did it feel like he had just dug a trap for himself?

Yuwen Min stepped forward, removed his cloak, handed it to his deputy, and actually kowtowed to the little messenger.

The messenger was stunned, internally screaming: Ahhh! Yuwen Min, are you insane? Kneel to heaven, to earth, to your parents—and you’re really kneeling?

Lu Xuzi behind Yuwen Min quickly realized what was happening. He approached, looked down at the little messenger’s face, and finally recognized him.

Lu Xuzi was shocked and blurted, “Han’er???”

Yuwen Min finished his kowtows and then scooped up the “little messenger”—Lu Hanzhi—saying, “Kowtows are done. Wang Fei cannot renege on this.”

Lu Hanzhi finally stopped hiding, struggling and saying, “Hey hey, put me down! You… how… how did you find out?”

Yuwen Min’s expression was mysterious. “Guess.”

Lu Hanzhi had no idea. Being exposed in front of so many people was truly embarrassing.

Yet Yuwen Min held him, refusing to let him go.

Lu Xuzi felt he couldn’t bear this unfairness, but he was genuinely curious about what Lu Hanzhi had sent and had to accept this forced “couples’ moment.”

In an instant, Yuwen Min felt as if a serf had finally sung after years of toil.

Previously, it had always been Yuwen Jue and Lu Xuzi force-feeding him their own couple’s antics; now he could finally savor it himself.

Around them, cheers erupted. No one had expected that Wang Fei had traveled a thousand miles to visit Wang Ye leading the western campaign.

Such devotion inspired even the frontier soldiers.

As a military wife, Lu Hanzhi felt very proud.

The soldiers’ cheers for him were genuine.

Yuwen Min held Lu Hanzhi, finally speaking properly: “How did you come? This was extremely dangerous—you knew that, didn’t you?”

Lu Hanzhi replied, “I knew, but I worried about you. I know Yuwen Mingji is scheming against you.”

Yuwen Min asked, “What did you find out?”

Lu Hanzhi said, “I learned that Su Wan’ning colluded with Yuwen Mingji to set a trap for you and my second brother at the frontier. Once word spread that you and my second brother had perished in the West, they would storm the palace to seize power!”

A furrow appeared between Yuwen Min’s brows. Although he knew there were spies of Yuwen Mingji in his camp, he had never imagined they would have such a scheme.

Yuwen Min asked, “So, in other words, they colluded with the Western nations to set a trap for me?”

Lu Hanzhi saw how quickly he understood and immediately applauded.

Yuwen Min said helplessly, “Stop clapping…”

Lu Hanzhi chuckled and said, “Wang Ye, have you missed me?”

Yuwen Min replied, “Missed you—very, very much.”

Lu Hanzhi looked a little aggrieved. “Then why didn’t you write me any letters?”

Yuwen Min said, “I was wrong. Looking back, I shouldn’t have withheld letters. Even if you kept something from me, there must have been a reason. I should have listened to you instead of getting angry on my own.”

Lu Hanzhi smiled. “I was just teasing you. Would I hold a grudge? I still sent you all these things, and I even came to see you.”

Yuwen Min was overjoyed and spun Lu Hanzhi around in his arms twice.

This was the first time the frontier soldiers had seen Yuwen Min so happy. They never expected that the usually stoic Wang Ye would act like this in front of his Wang Fei.

Suddenly, the soldiers had a new understanding of family life. Before, they thought marriage was for passing on the family line. Now, they realized it might also be for happiness.

Lu Hanzhi began to feel a little embarrassed. “Ah Min, let me go! Everyone’s watching.”

Yet Yuwen Min still didn’t release him and just held him, lost in a daze.

Lu Hanzhi waved his hand in front of Yuwen Min’s eyes. “Hey, what’s wrong? Are you daft?”

Yuwen Min said dreamily, “What did you just call me?”

“Ah… Ah Min?” Lu Hanzhi realized this was the first time he had called him by his pet name.

Yuwen Min’s joy was evident. Could this mean he had entered Lu Hanzhi’s heart?

Lu Hanzhi felt shy and asked, “Is there something wrong with that?”

Yuwen Min shook his head. “Nothing at all. I absolutely love it!”

Without caring about the crowd, Yuwen Min leaned down and kissed Lu Hanzhi.

The surrounding soldiers erupted in cheers. They raised their weapons and banners, shouting, “Long live Wang Ye! Long live Wang Fei! Long live Wang Ye! Long live Wang Fei!”

These onlookers were Yuwen Min’s personal guards. They regarded him as their leader and big brother.

And the wife of their big brother, of course, was their sister-in-law.

This time, they were completely uninhibited. Frontier soldiers valued loyalty and emotion, and each cheer of “sister-in-law” carried heartfelt feeling.

Lu Hanzhi blushed from the kiss and felt a little shy.

He struggled, but Yuwen Min didn’t let him make a fool of himself, eventually setting him down.

Lu Hanzhi said, “Let’s get to the real matter. Wang Ye, Second Brother, I brought firearms for you!”

Lu Xuzi, who had been waiting nearby, had long been curious about what Lu Hanzhi had sent. Once the young couple finished their sweet display, he immediately asked, “Firearms? What kind?”

Lu Hanzhi waved for everyone to remove the blankets covering the rows of iron devices he had brought, revealing their true form.

The iron contraptions looked like iron cabinets, each with a metal tube on top. The tube looked… somewhat unconventional.

Lu Xuzi tapped one. It rang with a crisp “ding.” He asked, “Oh? Brass?”

Lu Hanzhi nodded. “Exactly, cast from yellow brass.”

He had experimented multiple times to get them to a usable form.

These devices operated by igniting a fuse with a heated pin, then pulling a piston like a bellows to spray refined flaming oil from the “fire tower,” intended to burn enemies.

The fire-oil cabinets were ideal for ambushes or large-scale defensive maneuvers.

In addition, Lu Hanzhi had brought a batch of smaller, portable oil gourds.

He explained, “These fire-oil cabinets can spray up to six meters. They’re very useful for defending cities or setting ambushes.”

Then, Lu Hanzhi poured the flammable oil into a cabinet, lit the fuse, and had soldiers operate it.

A stream of flame shot out of the bronze nozzle like a fire dragon.

The surrounding soldiers gasped in astonishment. Even Yuwen Min was stunned.

These fire-oil cabinets were no less deadly than the Eight-Ox Ballista from before.

Only one was for long-range offense, and the other for close-range defense.

They were confident that with these weapons, defending the city would be far more efficient.

They could also be used offensively.

The soldiers’ view of Lu Hanzhi changed. They had long heard that the Eight-Ox Ballista was made by this Wang Fei, but now seeing his work firsthand, they were genuinely impressed.

No wonder Prince An could be invincible in battle. With such a solid, unshakable backing, defeat seemed impossible.

Yuwen Min, usually stoic and unreadable, now showed genuine pride on his face.

After the demonstration, Yuwen Min waved his hand. “Stop standing around! Move them onto the city walls! And make sure a few are positioned at the ambush points ahead!”

The soldiers immediately went to execute his orders.

Lu Hanzhi continued, “Also, Wang Ye, the wagons behind contain more fire-oil. I didn’t bring much this trip, but more will be delivered by the escort agency. The fire-oil can be used in the cabinets or attached to arrows fired from the crossbows. Once ignited, the enemy will face an open-air inferno. Similarly, when shooting arrows, you can—”

Yuwen Min clearly didn’t want to hear more and picked Lu Hanzhi up, heading back to the military tent.

Lu Hanzhi was speechless. “Ah Min! Let me finish! Hey… Second Brother, can you control him?”

Lu Xuzi looked on, pretending not to hear, because he understood this mood too well. If Yuwen Jue were here…

Ah… Ah Jue is about to give birth, and he can’t do anything.

Lu Hanzhi felt quite troubled. Yuwen Min carried him into the military tent, and the soldiers guarding it immediately withdrew.

Yuwen Min issued strict instructions that no one was to come near.

Everyone tacitly understood and nodded in agreement.

But Lu Hanzhi kept struggling. “Hey, Yuwen Min, listen to me! You—you damn…”

Yuwen Min pressed his lips to his, beginning to tear at his clothes.

Lu Hanzhi thought: …

What kind of hobby is this! My clothes are borrowed from the sergeant!

Yuwen Min grew a bit anxious. He had missed Lu Hanzhi so much. The saying “absence makes the heart grow fonder” finally made sense to him.

Before coming, Lu Hanzhi had also consulted Sacred-Handed Lin. While this action wasn’t entirely inappropriate, he knew Yuwen Min’s character well.

He had to be careful; if he acted recklessly, it wouldn’t be a game.

Lu Hanzhi pushed him away. “Yuwen Min, stop! Will you just listen to me?”

Yuwen Min paused. “What? Wang Fei still won’t agree?”

Lu Hanzhi’s face turned slightly red. “No… it’s not that, I…”

Before he could finish, nausea rose in his stomach. He got out of bed, clutching his stomach, dry heaving for a long moment. Only then did Yuwen Min grow anxious: “What’s wrong? Someone, fetch the military doctor!”

Was it from all the bumping along the way, or the fatigue?

Lu Hanzhi quickly stopped him. “No… don’t call a doctor! Yuwen Min, are you stupid or what?”

Yuwen Min: ???

He sighed. “I understand. Tonight, I won’t touch you. You rest, alright?”

Lu Hanzhi was exasperated. He grabbed both sides of Yuwen Min’s ears. “Listen carefully, Wang Ye! It’s not that I don’t want to! But… I’m pregnant! I’m pregnant, you big fool!!!”

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