Abandoned Wife? Her Starlight Shall Blind You!-Chapter 116 - 58: Nearly Scared to Death

Shen Ruoxi was suddenly taken aback; she had not yet had the chance to warn Jun Moling. Instinctively, she dashed towards the hollow at the edge of the cemetery without regard for her own safety.

"Shen Ruoxi, come back!" Jun Moling’s voice, torn with anguish, echoed through the air.

Immediately after, his figure flashed like lightning as he charged forward.

However, as soon as he arrived, a surge of fierce heat forced him back violently.

"Boom"

The sound of a violent explosion erupted suddenly, and the scene before him was instantly shrouded in thick smoke. Jun Moling’s mind went completely blank; he stood there dazed, as if his soul had left his body.

"Kill! Kill Jun Moling..." The deafening sounds of battle surged like a tide.

Zhai Wen, guarding outside the tomb, shouted desperately: "Archers, crossbowmen, fire!"

In an instant, a rain of arrows filled the sky, whistling toward the enemy advancing like a tide.

"Shen Ruoxi, Shen Ruoxi."

Jun Moling’s voice was filled with endless panic and tremor. His eyes were bloodshot as he frantically clawed at the hot stones around the crater left by the explosion, heedless of his hands being burned bright red.

"Master..."

"Marshal..."

The people around him tried to stop him, but he mercilessly shook them off, continuing to claw at the stones like a madman, oblivious to exhaustion.

"Marshal, what are you doing?" Shen Ruoxi patted the dust from her clothes, stepped forward briskly, and asked with a face full of bewilderment.

"Shen Ruoxi, you’re out..." Jun Moling looked deranged, unable to listen to any words spoken to him.

Shen Ruoxi paused for a moment before she realized that he thought she had been crushed under the stones.

Just now, the moment she smelled the gunpowder, she had instinctively dashed forward without any hesitation. Though she couldn’t prevent the explosion, she quickly threw the acid fruit juice she carried with her.

The miraculous potion not only reduced the explosive area but also successfully stopped the other explosives from a chain reaction.

And she herself then took cover behind her father’s ceremonial tombstone, unharmed.

Little did she expect Jun Moling to think she had met with a mishap.

"Marshal, I’m okay. You need to leave here quickly; it might reignite," Shen Ruoxi said urgently, pressing hard on his shoulder and shouting.

In a daze, he felt a slender figure firmly pressing down on his shoulder.

Jun Moling’s ears seemed deaf, yet the figure in front of him gradually became clear. It was her...

His eyes filled with tears, the overwhelming relief of regaining what was lost seemed to sap all the strength from his body.

His eyes burned, and a wave of sour emotion surged in his heart. In the next moment, he pulled Shen Ruoxi tightly into his embrace as if letting go would make her vanish, holding her with a force that seemed to press her into his very bones and blood.

Shen Ruoxi’s heart surged with an overwhelming tide of emotions, her body rigid and almost unable to move.

Her heart pounded violently, as if a torrent of powerful energy was about to burst from her chest.

In the embrace was the man’s broad and solid chest, and the unique rough scent made her feel unfamiliar, uncomfortable, even mixed with an unexplainable panic, making her mind unable to calm down for a long time.

After a long while, she finally extended her hand slowly, gently patting his back and softly comforting, "Marshal, I’m fine now."

Jun Moling let out a faint breath, also sensing the odd atmosphere around him.

His subordinates seemed stunned, standing dumbfounded, mouths agape, in disbelief at the scene before them.

His voice was hoarse and deep, suppressing his turbulent emotions, "Shen Ruoxi, thank goodness you’re okay. If anything had happened to you at the Shen Family Army’s tomb, I would never forgive myself!"

So, he was worried about something happening to the Shen Family’s only bloodline!

Shen Ruoxi also couldn’t pinpoint her emotions at the moment, whether it was relief or a vague sense of loss.

She lightly bit her red lips and gently pushed him, "Marshal, please let me go first."

Jun Moling reluctantly released her, but an abrupt sense of emptiness filled him, and he almost wanted to pull her back into his arms.

After a long time, he finally dropped his hands, his eyes filled with bitterness.

Shen Ruoxi hurried forward to support him.

With her help, Jun Moling tried to stand, but unexpectedly, his legs gave out, and his figure swayed, nearly falling to the ground.

Was he really this shocked? Or did an old leg injury flare up? Shen Ruoxi couldn’t help but feel a wave of emotion.

As the commander of the army, he suffered such an injury, and with his recovery just beginning, he still willingly accompanied her to pay respects to her family, so concerned for her safety.

When the Shen Family Army went on an expedition, every member was filled with the resolve to serve the country faithfully and not to return alive.

Now that something happened, it turned out he was just as pained inside, how could such a commander not move people?

"Marshal!" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Someone came over to help Shen Ruoxi support him.

This battle presented a lopsided situation, with Zhai Wen having already arrived.

He saw Jun Moling’s disheveled appearance, his beard scorched chaotic by the heat wave, his eyes bloodshot and teary, and he couldn’t help but be stunned, "Marshal."

Jun Moling quickly resumed his stern expression, speaking in a deep voice, "Teacher, what is the situation?"

"Not a single one escaped, many died, and many prisoners were captured, Chunyu Chi among them."

"Bring him over."

Chunyu Chi, around forty years old, had a sinister face, and even though he was captured, he remained uncooperative, "You bunch of scoundrels, if you’ve got the guts, let me go."

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked several times and slapped a few times, cursing angrily as he was brought to Jun Moling’s presence.

"Jun Moling, if you’ve got the guts, let me go, and I’ll duel with you!" Chunyu Chi shouted furiously, his voice seemingly able to pierce the clouds.

The soldiers holding him down were already furious. One of them kicked him violently in the ankle.

Chunyu Chi cried out in pain, his legs buckling, and he knelt on the ground, but his eyes remained wide with rage, refusing to yield.

Jun Moling stood tall, looking down at Chunyu Chi with icy eyes, "To invade another country and still act so arrogantly, without remorse— your thick skin is truly like a fortress!

Chunyu Chi, this commander will not kill you; I want you to witness how we drive your thieves back to their den and make you pariahs!"

With that, he suddenly drew a large knife from a soldier beside him. The blade gleamed coldly as it swung down, and with the snap of Chunyu Chi’s tendons, he let out an ear-piercing, blood-curdling scream that echoed through the air, chilling all who heard it.

"Take him away, and keep him under strict guard! The day we retake Xia Pass will be their day of reckoning!" Jun Moling commanded, and the crowd responded in unison.

On another side, Shen Ruoxi, with Mi Er and others, successfully dismantled the remaining explosives.

At this time, Mi Er was still full of anger, his fists tightly clenched, his eyes ablaze with fury, wishing he could kill all the enemies.

"If it weren’t for Miss Shen’s early detection and efforts to stop some of the explosives from detonating, we might all have already met with King Yan!" Mi Er said, still shaken.

Everyone nodded in agreement, all saying that Miss Shen was a fortunate star descended from the heavens. Without expending any effort, Peng City was retaken, and now, at this critical juncture, they turned a crisis into safety.

However, as for her and the Marshal...

Everyone was full of gossip, but dared not think further...

Finally, Shen Ruoxi once again bowed before the tomb of her father and brothers.

Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she murmured softly, "Father, brothers, uncles, and all the soldiers of the Shen Family Army, the day Xia Pass is retaken will be the day I, Shen Ruoxi, bring you all home."

After speaking, she slowly stood up.

Jun Moling’s dark eyes were fixed on her, as though filled with countless unspoken words.

Shen Ruoxi turned to meet his deep, unfathomable gaze, and said, "Marshal, shall we return?"

Jun Moling nodded slightly, a barely detectable warmth flickering in his deep gaze, and responded, "Yes!"