Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1726 - 1620: Truly Exasperating

At this moment, on the Meimu River, a seemingly insignificant small wooden boat was quietly anchored on the water. It looked as though there was no one on the boat, and there was no sound of an engine. The whole vessel was so silent that even the slight thumping sound when a toad jumped on the boat could be heard.

"Toot...toot" Song Yun lightly blew a whistle, with two long notes and one short note.

The ship that was originally as still as a painting suddenly began to move.

A tall figure emerged from the cabin. This person was wearing a simple short sleeve shirt printed with patterns of coconut trees, looking very leisurely. He also wore a somewhat unimpressive pointed bamboo hat.

"Jack! It’s been so long, did you miss your sister?" The Queen wrapped her arms around Song Yun’s neck, casting an enchanting glance at the sturdy man in the short sleeve shirt.

"Queen Sis, I missed you too!" The man raised his head with a mischievous grin, looking at the Queen. "But, Queen Sis, it seems like you miss Brother Song Yun even more, huh? You ran right onto his back just now, didn’t you? You really aren’t being fair, tricking our Spider Web boss over here for you."

"Of course, it’s Song Yun, you know? He’s much tougher than you, and I like tough ones." The Queen said seductively, brushing her hand across Song Yun’s chest a few times.

Song Yun couldn’t take the flirting, so he leaped forward, directly onto the small boat and set the Queen down on the deck.

"Bandage up the wound, Jack, quickly start the boat. I can’t be sure if Kun San will go crazy and dispatch his forces to chase us, so urgent as it is, we need to leave this place first!" Song Yun said.

"Alright!" Jack nodded, turned, and went to the helm, starting the engine.

A puff of black smoke rose from the engine as the small wooden boat slowly left the shore.

Song Yun glanced around and then said to the Queen, "Hurry and bandage up, let’s go into the cabin. We can leave Jack outside alone."

"But...but I can’t walk, and I didn’t bring any bandages." The Queen looked shyly at Song Yun, "Carry me in, will you?"

"You..." Song Yun was quite helpless toward the Queen. To say there was no affection between them would be entirely false. Song Yun had saved the Queen’s life, but the Queen had also taken a bullet for Song Yun. Their bond could be described as a life-and-death friendship, but the Queen always liked to tease him here and there, which made Song Yun, a steadfastly self-proclaimed upright gentleman with great loyalty, feel wary. If heaven and earth were to collide, Song Yun might unwittingly end up with another emotional debt.

Song Yun looked at the Queen who gazed at him so pitifully and said, "Alright then. But I’ll declare first, you can’t flirt with me! I’m a gentleman, and you can’t just take advantage of me, or I’ll ignore you."

"Ugh, you’re acting as if I love teasing you." The Queen glanced disdainfully at Song Yun, her eyes wandering from his upper body to his lower body, swallowing slightly, "Hurry up, or it’ll be awkward if someone sees us. Plus, I can put on some makeup for you first!"

"Fine." Song Yun bent over and picked the Queen up horizontally and walked into the cabin beside him.

As Song Yun walked into the cabin, he vaguely heard bursts of mischievous laughter coming from Jack’s side.

Suddenly, the Queen shouted, "Jack, your mistress over in Europe has quite the big belly now. You better manage it yourself! Maybe in a few months, you’ll be a dad."

Jack instantly fell silent.

"Song Yun, close the cabin door, it’s safer that way!" The Queen shyly pointed towards the cabin door.

Song Yun shook his head helplessly, got up, and closed the cabin door before saying, "Is that alright now, Queen Sis?"

"Oh gosh, it’s one thing for Jack to call me big sis, but how can you do that? You should call me darling." The Queen’s eyes were shimmering as she looked at Song Yun, making him feel slightly embarrassed. The Queen sighed and said, "Song Yun, every time, it’s you rescuing me. Thank you."

Song Yun was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and patted the Queen’s shoulder, "Between us, there’s no need for thanks. What’s our relationship, eh?"

"No." The Queen looked at Song Yun seriously, "This time it seemed effortless walking out, but I can feel the danger involved. You risked your life to save me, I can’t not thank you!"

"Oh, come on, Queen, when did you become so sentimental?" Song Yun looked at the Queen in surprise, "You weren’t like this before."

"In the past, we were comrades, facing life and death was expected. Now you have your own life, we’re no longer comrades. You saved me, so I must repay you!" The Queen held Song Yun’s hand and said, "Why don’t I give my first time to you?"

"Damn, Queen, we’re familiar, but if you keep this up, I might really start flirting with a good family’s boy!" Song Yun stepped back slightly, then seemed to remember something, and pulled out a roll of white bandage from his pocket, saying, "Alright, let me bandage you up. It’s hot here, and if the wound gets infected, it might leave a scar. It won’t look good for a girl to have a scar."

"Then... go ahead." The Queen shyly turned her head to one side, stretching out a straight long leg right in front of Song Yun, as if inviting him.

Song Yun sat cross-legged and said, "I’ll state this first, don’t tease me!"

"I definitely won’t, go ahead! I won’t call out!" The Queen said.

Song Yun took a deep breath, tore open a button on the Queen’s pants that had been pierced by a bullet, and ripped away a large section of the pant leg.

The unique wheat-colored skin of the Gypsy people appeared before Song Yun’s eyes.

Song Yun silently told himself, "This person is Sister Feng, this person is Sister Feng," before confidently and unfalteringly wrapping the bandage around the Queen’s firm and resilient thigh.

As Song Yun’s hand inadvertently brushed the Queen’s thigh, the Queen let out a muffled grunt, and her whole body trembled slightly.

Song Yun quickly finished bandaging the wound, then said, "All done."

"Hm! Nice bandaging." The Queen looked at the bandage and said, "Thank you."

"No need for thanks."

"Why are you looking at me like that?" The Queen asked, surprised, looking at Song Yun.

"Can you...move your foot away from me?" Song Yun asked awkwardly, noticing the Queen’s foot occasionally rubbing against him. For a moment, Song Yun suddenly felt like he was Chen Mengjie, and the Queen was him.

It turns out that sometimes being flirted with by a woman really is exasperating.