Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67: Little Yu’s suffering

One of Xiang Yu’s jobs in the brothel was fetching buckets and buckets of water for the women. His tiny hands would be frozen stiff in winter his palms calloused as he pulled up the tight rope.

It was a good thing this well had a pulley system to draw water making it much easier. It was times like these that he missed his powers as the venerable demon king. He approached the well, his movements graceful and natural. He began drawing water, his expression focused.

Yi Nuo glanced back watching her highness drawing water from the well with no complaint. She couldn’t help but admire her unexpected practicality and independence. It was clear that beneath her regal exterior, there was a strength and resilience that commanded respect.

Xiang Yu had no idea that he had won the heart of the lieutenant. He filled the buckets with water absentmindedly. A few soldiers passed by watching him like he was a caged animal at the zoo. The general had specifically told them not to assist the princess. They had no idea what sort of issue the general had with this long-lost princess. Despite her status as the princess of Yige they didn’t dare disobey the general’s orders.

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In the centre of the military camp was a large tent that was easily distinguished from the others. That was General Han’s tent. The tent’s exterior was adorned with rich, crimson silk banners, each emblazoned with the emblem of the dragon. The tent was guarded by two imposing soldiers and the entrance was flanked by tall, ornate poles topped with golden finials. When compared to Xiang Yu’s war tent, this one was more luxurious, symbolising the wealth of Yige.

Inside, the tent was a marvel of luxury and strategic functionality. The floor was covered with intricately woven rugs, their patterns depicting scenes of past victories and mythical creatures. At the centre of the tent stood a large, lacquered table, its surface inlaid with jade and mother-of-pearl. This table served as the command centre, strewn with maps, scrolls, and miniature figures representing troops and fortifications.

To the left of the table, a series of low, cushioned seats were arranged for the general’s advisors and visiting dignitaries. Each seat was upholstered in rich brocade, embroidered with gold thread. Behind these seats, a tall, intricately carved wooden screen provided a semblance of privacy for discussions of strategy and statesmanship.

On the right side of the tent was a display of Han Xin’s polished armour gleaming under the soft light coming from the outside. The armour was crafted from the finest steel and adorned with gold and silver accents, determining the general’s status and prowess. Each piece was meticulously maintained, reflecting the discipline and pride of its owner.

Beyond the armour display was a partitioned area serving as the general’s private quarters. Inside was a low, opulent bed draped with silk curtains and piled high with plush cushions. The bed was sandwiched between small lacquered tables.