Flowers Bloom from Battlefield

127 A Wish

Jun Qing stared at Kuina besides her whose eyes is already wet. He took a handkerchief and hands it to her.

"I didn't tell you this story to make you cry."

Kuina looks back. "But, it's so sad… She's clearly still a kid, but on her shoulder lays the weight of the entire family."

Not only that, she had to lose her mother at such young age. Kuina can relate the little girl to herself since she too lost her mother when she is young. Since then her father and brother have been all she had, but they gone one by one leaving her by herself.

Jun Qing smiled. "She's our Jun family hope and she didn't disappoint us. With Father build the economic, she led the soldiers and makes huge achievement on war, and I guard the territory, that was what makes Jun family rise again."

Even if he doesn't really support his grandfather decision at first, he comes to realize that Jun Hua is indeed a natural born martial artist. The only person he knows before her who has so much talent in martial arts would be Lan Pan. But that man already becomes someone who cannot think straight anymore, which is different with Jun Hua.

The little girl never complained to them about their arrangement and she comes to make her own plan about how to make their family thrive. At first, he found her idea to be full of loopholes and ridiculous, but as times pass by they have become even better than his. In the end, she becomes the one who builds the plan for them.

Still, that didn't leave her quirk, which makes her didn't tell them about them first. Some of them make them baffled while the rest stunned them. Somehow, he wonders whether he taught the little girl about strategy in the past is the correct thing or not.

Kuina looks towards Jun Qing and asks again, "What about her day on military?"

"She cried on her first battle," Jun Qing smiled wryly. "It's better than me. I vomited when I see the scene of battlefield for the first time."

"I wish, she doesn't need to go to war anymore," Kuina said softly. She doesn't wish to see her future niece to get tortured all the time. She's a girl and she should have lived a life without worry.

Jun Qing shakes his head. He knows it is impossible. He turned towards his father.

"Father, when will you return back?"

"Soon, you should focus on your wedding. Make sure that you have prepared everything," Jun Zhenxian said before laughing. "If you want, your father can help you a bit."

Jun Qing rolled his eyes. He wondered how his grandfather shamelessness would ever be fixed in the future. "You should return back to the house, father."

"Sure, sure," Jun Zhenxian laughed at his son response. "Only after I measured that everything is fine here."

"Measure?" Jun Qing stares at his grandfather with inquiring eyes. That was quite an uncommon word and he would be lying if he didn't feel any suspiciousness towards his father's answer.

Jun Zhenxian put an innocent face, "Of course, I should count the degree of how well the things have been done here and all."

That was a blatant lie. Jun Qing knows that his grandfather words are not one to be trusted anymore. He looks towards Kuina with an apologetic smile before signaling her to leave the place with some excuse. Any longer and he might not be able to hold his urge to challenge the old man into a fight.

Kuina nodded at Jun Qing signal. She wonders how one count those things. After all, they can't be counted with number or similar things.

"General Jun Zhenxian, this princess still has some matter to do. Please excuse me," Kuina said politely.

Jun Zhenxian nodded his head as he watches the princess leave towards the palace. He looks towards the dark face Jun Qing by his side with a grin.

"Don't put that kind of expression. It would be better if she knows about my real personality before its too late, right?"

Jun Qing knows that this old man have just copied Jun Hua's word when she said that it would be better if they know that she is a girl beforehand. Still, those would be a completely different thing as his father would just make the impression of himself worsens.

"If you're so idle what about a light spar, father?" Jun Qing asked.

"Don't you know that your current skill is not good enough to face me, Jun Qing?" Jun Zhenxian smiled widely, not in the slightest bit hiding the fact that he's indeed happy.

Jun Qing rolled his eyes as he takes the wooden sword. He knows that his grandfather must be itching for a good fight after a long time not exercising his body. Still, can't he do it in normal way and asks bluntly?

"The training hall number two should be empty by now. Let me borrow the place for a moment."

While Jun Qing is busy handling his father interest, Kuina returns to her room to have a rest. She stares at the hairpin she put on the table. The hairpin is not that good, but she always treasured it because it was the last gift her brother gives to her before he went to the battlefield and left her.

"I hope the war would end soon," Kuina said softly, "I don't want to lose anyone else because of war."

She knows that her request is na?ve, but she genuinely hopes for it. The warring era has been going for a long time; she hopes that it will end in her generation. And if possible, she wants to play a role inside them even if it's only as an insignificant piece in the big board.

However, the question shall be how to end them and who will be the one to start.