Jiang Shuyue woke up from a beautiful dream, only to find that she had transmigrated into the unfavored legitimate daughter of a minister's manor.
Although the original owner possessed ou...
His comrade explained, "Brother Nangong, you may not know this, but because there is a large camp in the western suburbs, in order to facilitate communication between the city and the military camp, the Emperor specially ordered the western city gate to close a quarter of an hour later."
His comrade chuckled mischievously, “Recently, the commander has forbidden leave. Brother Nangong, you can take a look towards the city gate more often. Your future sister-in-law will surely feel your longing.”
"Nonsense. Although my fiancée is as beautiful as an angel, she is a mortal at heart. How could she have the ability to sense things from afar?"
The two comrades were already used to Nangong Zeyue praising his fiancée endlessly when he talked about her.
Especially their smiles, so sweet, everyone is so envious of them.
As the three were talking, a patrol of soldiers passed by them.
One of his comrades glanced at it and said, "They patrol endlessly every day. The capital isn't the frontier. It's like a major battle is about to break out."
"Patrols are only conducted once every fifteen minutes to prevent foreign spies from infiltrating the military camp, which is still necessary."
After Nangong Zeyue finished speaking, a sudden realization dawned on her.
He was incredibly fast on his feet; a quarter of an hour was enough for him to run into the city.
The high fence outside the military camp could not stop him.
Watching the patrolling soldiers walk away, Nangong Zeyue pointed to the blister on the corner of her mouth and said to her two comrades, "Do you two know why I'm so inflamed?"
"Thinking about your future sister-in-law?" they both said in unison.
"To be honest, my wedding day with my fiancée is in two days, and neither of the two commanders will grant me leave. I'm in a real hurry!"
"This, this is great news! Brother Nangong, you can explain the situation to the deputy commander. He will definitely agree to let you go home. It's unlikely that we can go and ask for a cup of wedding wine. People who go home to be grooms will make an exception. If you don't want to go alone, Brother Nangong, we'll go with you."
"No, the deputy commander can't know about my marriage." Nangong Zeyue shook her head, her expression indescribable.
The two comrades secretly wondered if Young Master Nangong's beautiful fiancée had some connection with the deputy commander.
Or did Young Master Nangong steal the Deputy Commander's marriage proposal?!
The two of them couldn't help but look at Nangong Zeyue.
His handsome features were sharp and angular, and his fox-like eyes were like a pond filled with spring water, captivating anyone who looked at him.
If it weren't for his soldier's attire, he would have exuded the air of a dashing and unrestrained young gentleman.
Then I recalled the deputy commander's thick eyebrows, big eyes, and burly physique.
There is no harm without comparison.
The two comrades couldn't help but think to themselves that if they were women, they would also choose the Captain without hesitation.
One of his comrades looked completely bewildered. "Brother Nangong, are you going to see the Commander-in-Chief directly?"
Unless it was something extremely important, the soldiers would report to the deputy commander, who would then assess the matter and report to the commander-in-chief as appropriate.
Nangong Zeyue glanced back, but the patrolling soldiers had vanished.
He patted his two comrades on the shoulder and said, "Good brothers should go to great lengths for each other. I won't let you get hurt. If the deputy commander asks about me, you just need to hide my whereabouts and say that I'm sick and resting in the tent."
"This works too..."
Before the two could finish speaking, they saw a figure flash before their eyes, and Nangong Zeyue disappeared from the spot in an instant.
The two looked around in surprise. The fence in the distance was trembling slightly, and Nangong Zeyue was nowhere to be seen.
"Tsk tsk tsk! Our camp is truly full of hidden talents. No wonder Brother Nangong became a captain as soon as he arrived at the camp. His unpredictable lightness skills are something even the commander-in-chief can't match."
"Stop looking. Let's hurry back to the camp and inform the other brothers so we don't give ourselves away."
The two of them felt like they had been given a hot potato and hurriedly ran back.
The city guards recognized Nangong Zeyue's attire as a soldier from the western suburban camp, and Nangong Zeyue entered the city effortlessly.
When Nangong Zeyue appeared in front of Jiang Shuyue, Jiang Shuyue was dumbfounded.
"Your clothes..."
"Moon Lady, you don't know, that military camp is really no place for a human to stay. I wanted to come back as soon as possible, but then war broke out on the border. That's why I was delayed and came back late. In my haste, I didn't even have time to change my clothes."
Nangong Zeyue helplessly shrugged, looking utterly dejected. He had no intention of telling Jiang Shuyue that he had sneaked back from the military camp.
"No, what does war on the frontier have to do with the soldiers in the capital?"
As Jiang Shuyue spoke, she gestured to Qiuju, indicating that she should send someone next door to inform the servant to prepare hot water for Nangong Zeyue to take a bath.
Qiu Ju withdrew, and Nangong Zeyue stood two steps away from Jiang Shuyue.
His gentle gaze quietly fell upon the person before him.
I have so much to say, but I don't know where to begin. All the longing in my heart has turned into a burning passion.
The person in front of me was as radiant and beautiful as I had seen in my dream. She had shed her thick winter clothes, revealing a slender waist that could be encircled with a single hand.
Her beautiful hair was lightly gathered at the back of her head, flowing gracefully. The bright red beauty mark between her eyebrows was so striking that it made one want to press their lips against it.
Nangong Zeyue's Adam's apple bobbed as she tried her best to control her excited emotions.
Seeing him standing there blankly, Jiang Shuyue pointed to the soft couch and said, "You must be tired. Sit down and rest. Go take a bath later, and I'll ask the kitchen to prepare some wine and food."
As Jiang Shuyue passed by Nangong Zeyue, Nangong Zeyue reached out and grabbed Jiang Shuyue's arm.
"Moon Maiden, you appear in my dreams every night. Are we really going to get married?"
Nangong Zeyue wanted to pull the pretty girl into his arms, but then he remembered that Yue Niang was a clean freak and that he hadn't washed his hands, bathed, or changed his clothes yet.
He quickly withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted. "I'm sorry, I haven't washed my hands yet. I just wanted to touch your hand to see if I was still dreaming."
For countless nights, Nangong Zeyue had the same dream.
In his dream, Jiang Shuyue, dressed in a phoenix coronet and wedding gown, smiled radiantly at him. But when he reached for her hand, she vanished into thin air.
Every time he woke up from a dream, his heart pounded wildly.
Jiang Shuyue dismissed his words as glibness and gave him a playful glare, saying, "Who dreams of running from the western suburban camp into the city? Even sleepwalkers can't go that far."
Watching Jiang Shuyue go out to instruct people to prepare wine and dishes, Nangong Zeyue felt as sweet as honey in her heart. It wasn't a dream, it was wonderful.
Jiang Shuyue went back into the room, and the two sat and talked for a while. Jiang Shuyue explained everything to Nangong Zeyue in detail, from the wedding arrangements to sending out the wedding invitations.
Nangong Zeyue nodded repeatedly, "Very good, Yue Niang is very thoughtful, and Uncle Shi has made very appropriate arrangements."
When Nangong Zeyue returned from taking a bath and changing clothes next door, she felt refreshed.
Jiang Shuyue was worried that the wedding dress might not fit properly, so she dragged him to try it on.
When Nangong Zeyue changed into his wedding dress, the embroiderers stared at him, exclaiming, "Young Master looks so handsome in his wedding dress!"
Jiang Shuyue's eyes lit up, and she pulled Nangong Zeyue to look her over from left to right, "Nangong Zeyue, do you know what color clothes suit you best?"