General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming novel Chapter 864

Chapter 864: Battle for the Saintess

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Mei Ji went to the courtyard where Wei Ting and the others were staying.

It was already night. Rotating octagonal glass lanterns were hung under the corridor, and there were many hanging around the courtyard, illuminating the dark courtyard.

The three little ones squatted on the ground and played with marbles. Wei Xiyue sat on the steps with the jar.

Whoever put one in would be fed a sugar-stained walnut by Sister Xi Yue.

When Mei Ji came over, Xiaohu had just gotten one… Dahu and Erhu had already gotten a few tonight.

Xiaohu danced with joy and ran to Wei Xiyue. His small arms fluttered behind him as he opened his mouth and obediently waited to be fed.

Wei Xiyue secretly fed him three pills.

It could be said that she doted on Xiao Bai very much.

“Sister Mei Ji.”

Erhu was the first to notice Mei Ji.

“Erhu!” Mei Ji’s eyes were not bad. She could differentiate the three little fellows clearly.

Xiaohu loved to snooze. As long as there was one who did not move, it would definitely be Xiaohu.

Dahu was the most diligent. He would be the one who was sweating the most.

Erhu was a little slv and liked to slack off unnoticeablv.

She walked over and pinched Wei Xiyue’s face. “Xiyue.”

She scratched the heads of the three little ones. “Dahu, Erhu, and Xiaohu.”

The four little ones looked behind her.

Erhu asked, “Aunt Mei Ji, where’s Mother?”

Mei Ji said, “Your mother still has something on and can’t come over.”

Hearing this, the three little ones were a little sad.

Mei Ji took out the hand behind her back. In her palm was a box specialty rice cakes from the southern border. “But she misses you very much and asked me to bring you snacks. Be good and you’ll be able to see your mother soon.” The three of them nodded vigorously!

Mei Ji distributed the rice cakes to the four children and went to the study to see Wei Ting, Sir, and the others.

When the brothers saw the hand in the portrait, their expressions changed in unison.

Wei Yan was the cheekiest in the family when he was young.

Once, when the entire family went to the manor in the summer, he did not stay obediently in the house but ran to the cotton fields.

He fell and almost fell on the sickle. It was his father who arrived in time to pick up this disobedient brat.

However, he lost his balance and pressed his arm on the sickle. The sickle tilted up and cut from his palm to the back of his hand. Would there be a second scar like this in the world?

The brothers felt their blood surge.

“Could it be Dad?” Wei Liulang’s voice was trembling.

“It’s hard to say now.” Wei Qing remained calm. “We can’t be sure that it’s Dad just because of a scar.”

Ghostfear said, “I’ll go to the Holy Maiden Temple.”

Mei Ji said, “There’s no past for sacrificial soldiers. Why are you going?

Ghostfear was speechless.

Mei Ji sighed. “You should have explored the Holy Maiden Temple before. It’s not easy to enter, right? There are many experts and the Snow Region Heavenly Silk as a guardrail. It’s almost impossible to enter. It’s best not to act rashly.”

“Have you broken through the Holy Maiden Temple?” the assassin asked.

Mei Ji said indifferently, “Oh, I went once and suffered a sword qi. I’m fine now. The hateful thing is that I didn’t even see what the other party looked like.” The asassin frowned.

Wei Liulang said, “If I had known that you would go secretly, I would have reminded you. The experts of the Holy Maiden Temple are indeed a little suspicious. Big Brother and I almost fought them.”

“It’s just that you slipped away quickly.”

After interacting with Su Xiaoxiao for a long time, Mei Ji had learned to hit the nail on the head.

Wei Liulang coughed lightly.

Ghostfear said thoughtfully, “Those are not ordinary experts. They are sacrificial soldiers, but… they are different from sacrificial soldiers like me.” “How is it different?” Mei Ji asked.

Ghostfear said, “They don’t have their own thoughts. Ordinary sacrificial soldiers just don’t have their past, but they… are more like puppets.” Mei Ji snorted. “No, I think some sacrificial soldiers still have their past.”