The domineering Uchiha drove the Third Hokage mad!

Chapter 502 Brother Feng, you're so naughty!

Inside the room, Yui Aoyama watched the two embracing, then silently turned around and gently wiped the edge of the wooden bed with a rag.

She knew from the beginning that there was no romantic relationship between her and Mitsufumi. From the moment she defected from Iwagakure, all she wanted was a safe place to settle down.

Uchiha Mitsunori held the girl in his arms, the faint fragrance of flowers from her hair lingering around his nose.

He lowered his head and gently kissed Uchiha Ami's forehead. He tightened his arms slightly, holding her even closer.

The two were still embracing tenderly when a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the room.

Footsteps rustled softly on the withered grass, approaching from afar. A young ninja dressed in Uchiha clan attire strode quickly to the doorway.

He bowed respectfully and said, "Lord Sanfeng, the clan chief has arranged a new residence for you and has come to inform you to move immediately. The new residence is located at the mountain stronghold, with a wide and unobstructed view. It can overlook the movements of the border and has an independent four-layer defensive barrier, making it very safe. All the necessary items in the house have also been prepared."

Uchiha Mitsunori released the shy Ami from his embrace and replied softly, "Okay, we'll go over there now."

He turned to look at Aoyama Yui inside the house, raising his hand in a gentle gesture, without a hint of command: "Yui, let's go to our new home."

The three walked along the winding mountain path. The evening breeze carried the coolness of the mountaintop, causing their clothes to flutter and scattering the cherry blossom scent from Ami's hair in the wind.

As dusk deepened, birds flew back to their nests in the mountains, emitting clear, melodious chirps.

The mountaintop is flat, with only a few villas with their own courtyards.

The people living here are all clan leaders or powerful elders. Now, the Uchiha Sanfeng also has his own residence here.

The courtyard, enclosed by a wooden fence, is neat and elegant. Several dwarf pines have been transplanted inside, their branches and leaves upright. In the corner, there are two pots of camellias with buds, their petals still wet with dew, clearly having been tended to by someone recently.

Stepping inside, the three-bedroom, one-living-room layout is spacious and bright. The remaining sunlight shines through the paper windows onto the tatami mats, giving them a soft, off-white sheen.

Each room is fully equipped with a wardrobe, desk, tea set, and other facilities. The bedding is laid out smoothly and softly, and even the ceramic basin for washing is provided with a clean linen cloth draped over the edge, truly making it a move-in ready experience.

Wow, it's so big and beautiful!

Uchiha Ami broke free from Mitsumine's hand and ran around the room like a frolicking bird.

She gently brushed across the gleaming desk, then bent down to touch the soft bedding, her eyes filled with joy.

"This is so much better than our old hut! We can finally settle down here!"

Yui Aoyama also walked in slowly, her gaze sweeping over the complete facilities inside the house, and then glancing at the open view outside the window, where the outline of the border mountains could be clearly seen.

Her tense mind relaxed a little. This kind of residence was far beyond the treatment of ordinary Uchiha ninjas, which was enough to show the importance the clan attached to the three peaks. It also gave her, a defector Iwagakure ninja, more confidence to establish herself in Konoha.

Uchiha Mitsunori leaned against the door frame, looking at the two completely different appearances, a faint smile on his lips.

Uchiha Ami is lively and energetic, her eyes filled with anticipation for her new home; Aoyama Yui is calm and reserved, yet her eyes reveal a sense of peace.

This residence is both a recognition of his Kage-level combat power by his family and a source of confidence for him to provide a stable life for those around him.

The courtyard returned to silence, with the evening breeze rustling softly through the branches of the low pines.

He walked slowly to Ami and Yui Aoyama, first reaching out to hold Ami's hand. Her fingertips were slender and cool, and he instinctively gripped her hand tightly, his palm slightly sweaty.

He gently patted Yui Aoyama's shoulder again, the warmth of his palm passing through the fabric, carrying a calming power.

"Ami, Yui. The war is raging and the border situation is unstable. I cannot give you a grand ceremony, nor can I give you a complete promise right now."

"But I assure you, once this war with Iwagakure is over, I will marry you both and protect you for the rest of your lives."

Uchiha Ami was startled and looked up at him, her eyes filled with surprise and shyness. Her cheeks instantly turned as red as ripe cherries, and even the tips of her ears turned pink.

Her breathing became rapid. She had secretly loved Mitsufumi for many years, from an innocent girl to a capable ninja. She had always silently stayed by his side, watching him practice ninjutsu and go to the battlefield. She had long been used to his brotherly care.

She had never dared to hope for such a straightforward and solemn promise. Overwhelmed with emotion, she could only hold his hand tightly and nod vigorously, tears welling up in her eyes, but she forced them back.

Yui Aoyama stood there stunned, her pupils slightly contracting, a deep emotion flashing in her eyes.

Her eyes welled up slightly, and her nose felt sore.

Now a deserter from Iwagakure, burdened with the label of "traitor," she no longer yearns for love or a home, only hoping to live a peaceful life. Uchiha Sanpo's promise is like a ray of light, piercing through her dark past and illuminating her uncertain future.

She nodded gently, her soft voice filled with emotion: "Sanfeng, I believe in you!"

Uchiha Mitsunori felt a warmth in his heart and gently bent down to lift Ami into his arms.

The girl gasped and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, her cheeks burning hot enough to scorch her skin.

Her eyes darted around nervously, avoiding his gaze, yet she couldn't help but steal glances at Sanfeng's profile, her eyes filled with undisguised anticipation and shyness.

Uchiha Mitsunori didn't look at Aoyama Yui beside him, but noticed the calmness in her eyes out of the corner of his eye. He then carried Uchiha Ami straight to the master bedroom.

Upon entering the room, he gently placed Ami on the soft tatami mat.

Then, he leaned down, his warm breath brushing against her cheek, enveloping her entirely. Before Ami could react, he lowered his head and kissed her, his lips slightly cool, yet burning with passion.

Uchiha Ami was completely stunned. She stared wide-eyed at her brother, Mitsumine, who was so close to her, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her mind blank.

In the past, her brother Sanfeng had always been gentle and restrained towards her, speaking and acting with great discretion. They rarely even held hands, and he had never shown her such intimacy before. This direct and passionate enthusiasm made her feel uncomfortable, and her whole body tensed up.

There was only one thought in her heart... Brother Sanfeng, the change is too great! From the previous restraint and aloofness to the current deep affection and passion, this change came quickly and suddenly, but it filled her with joy and warmth spread across her cheeks.

It wasn't until Uchiha Mitsunori stepped back slightly, their noses touching, their warm breaths mingling, that she slowly came back to her senses.

Her cheeks were flushed crimson, her eyes darting away, avoiding his gaze, filled with deep shyness and a hint of helplessness: "Brother Sanfeng... I... I'm not ready yet..."

She subconsciously raised her hand and gently placed it against Sanfeng's chest. She could clearly feel his strong heartbeat in her palm, but she didn't push him away forcefully. That little bit of force was more like a coquettish resistance, carrying the unique shyness of a young girl.

Uchiha Mitsumine didn't insist. His eyes were full of doting affection as he gently stroked her cheek with his fingers. He then lowered his head again and kissed her lips.

This kiss was gentler than before, filled with patient comfort and profound affection, as if trying to infuse all the emotions suppressed over the years into it. The kiss was slow and precious, and only when she gradually relaxed did it deepen slightly.

After the kiss, he pressed his forehead against hers, his deep eyes fixed on her, filled with her image, leaving no room for anyone else.

In a deep, gentle voice, with burning eyes, he said, "Yamei, touch... my heart..."

He took Ami's hand and gently pressed it against his chest. His heart was pounding strongly and rapidly there, clearly audible like a drumbeat through the thin fabric, each beat carrying his undisguised affection and tenderness for her.

"Look, it's jumping very fast." Uchiha Mitsunori's voice was full of seriousness, and he seemed very anxious, with a glint of light in his eyes.

"From the moment I was on the verge of death, all I could think about was you... When I was little, you would run after me, and when I was injured, you would secretly give me medicine. When I was frustrated in my ninjutsu training, you would sit with me until late at night... From then on, it only beats for you... Now, I really need you."

Looking into his eyes, Uchiha Ami saw the sincerity and nervousness in them, and all her shyness transformed into joy and emotion. Tears finally welled up and fell, landing on the back of his hand, warm to the touch.

She nodded shyly, burying her face in his shoulder with deep affection: "Mmm... then, Brother Sanfeng... please be gentle..."

Yui Aoyama, standing outside the door, heard everything that was being said inside.

She turned around gently, raised her hand, and deliberately slammed the wooden door of the courtyard shut, making a soft "creak... clang..." sound.

She gestured that she had left, giving the two of them ample private space.

Upon hearing the door close, Uchiha Ami's tense body instantly relaxed, and the last trace of worry in her eyes vanished. She tightly embraced Mitsumine's neck with both hands.

"Brother Sanfeng... I love you..."

"Ami...I love you too..."

Before long, soft murmurs and gentle breaths filled the bedroom, mingling with the gentle twilight, exuding an intense and passionate love.

Yui Aoyama walked slowly to the low pine trees outside the courtyard, gazing at the distant border. The evening breeze lifted the hem of her dress, and strands of her hair clung to her cheeks.

She recalled her past at Iwagakure, the cold training and battles, and his promise just now.

Once the war is over, everything will be alright, and she will be able to have a peaceful home.