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Just as General Shi was feeling awkward and unsure how to respond, footsteps approached from the woods, accompanied by Nan Qing's clear and melodious voice.

"Father, Mother wants you to go back for dinner!"

Shi Yuanhuai felt as if he had been granted a pardon and immediately shouted loudly in Nan Qing's direction:

"Qing'er, Father is over here!"

As Nan Qing approached, Jun Beichen, who had just been imposing and even somewhat aggressive, suddenly swayed, grabbed a tree trunk with one hand, and reverted to his previous sickly appearance.

He even weakly clutched his chest with one hand, his brows furrowed slightly, and his lips instantly turned as pale as paper.

Nan Qing jogged over and, seeing Jun Beichen looking unsteady, instinctively steadied him, saying:

"What's wrong? Why do you suddenly look so pale?"

Nan Qing even raised her hand to feel his forehead, and the force with which she held him increased.

Shi Huaiyuan, standing nearby: "......."

(You weren't like this just now. This change of heart is faster than the wind shifting in the North!)

Looking at Jun Beichen, who appeared so weak that he seemed on the verge of fainting, Shi Yuanhuai's lips twitched slightly.

But Jun Beichen, who caught a glimpse of his expression out of the corner of his eye, didn't think there was anything wrong with what he was doing. Instead, he took advantage of the situation, leaning his head against Nan Qing and panting softly as he weakly said:

"I...I'm fine, it's just some old ailments. Qingqing, you just need to help me..."

As expected, Nan Qing did feel sorry for him. She wrapped one arm around his waist and patted his chest gently with the other.

She remembered that this was how "he" took care of her when she was sick and in pain.

Jun Beichen gave a soft "hmm," and a slight smile curved his lips from an angle that Nan Qing couldn't see.

Shi Yuanhuai: "........."

(This time, my fist is really hard!!)

The surrounding guards: "........."

(Master's acting is becoming increasingly controlled and natural.)

From then on, Jun Beichen no longer hid his true feelings. Even in front of the General's Mansion and his subordinates, he often adopted a graceful, swaying posture.

While sitting inside the carriage, she practically clung to Nan Qing.

Others found it unbearable to watch, but Nan Qing seemed quite pleased with it, displaying great responsibility throughout the journey!

Others might not understand, but Nanqing felt like a serf who had been liberated and was now singing a song of triumph.

It was four months later when they arrived in Lingnan.

And it's already mid-January of the new year.

Lingnan, located at the southernmost tip of the Great Yan, is shrouded in miasma and is unbearably hot and humid year-round.

However, this place is rich in rare medicinal herbs and poisons, and is also frequented by maritime salt smugglers and foreign merchant caravans.

It belongs to the most chaotic area of ​​the Great Yan Dynasty.

The exile village was built in a basin near a cliff, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the only official road was heavily guarded.

However, the prefect of Lingnan City had already been replaced by Jun Beichen's men, so the entire exile team was dispersed and arranged.

Those who were to be sent to the exile villages went to the exile villages, and those who had other arrangements were arranged to go where they were supposed to go.

As for Nan Qing and the rest of the General's family, they moved directly into the residence that Jun Beichen had arranged in advance.

On his way here, Shi Yuanhuai also contacted his former subordinates and learned about some of the Yan Emperor's current actions. He told his former subordinates to hold back and guard the northern border, so as not to let the Northern Di take the opportunity to cause trouble.

He had asked about Jun Beichen's plans, but Jun Beichen didn't reveal anything, only saying, "Just wait for good news." Since that was the case, he didn't ask any further. He wanted to see what this idle prince was really up to.

Shi Yuanhuai simply took his wife on adventures and leisurely travels in the unsupervised Lingnan region.

A group of exiles, upon arriving at their place of exile, were living even more happily than they had in the capital. One wonders if the Emperor of Yan, far away in the capital, would be furious if he knew!

This day.

The third quarter of the Yin hour.

Nanqing was awakened by a light knocking sound on the window.

She groggily opened her eyes and said to the figure standing by the window, "Who is it?"

Hearing Nan Qing's sleepy voice, Jun Beichen, who had been knocking on the window for nearly fifteen minutes, paused for a moment, then chuckled and said:

"Qingqing, it's me. Please open the window."

Upon recognizing Jun Beichen's voice, Nan Qing rubbed her eyes, got out of bed, and staggered to the window.

She pushed open the window, and the night breeze rushed in, carrying a cool dampness. It wasn't too cold, but the sudden chill still made Nan Qing shiver.

Jun Beichen, who was outside the window, quickly wrapped the cloak he had prepared around her and then held the still somewhat dazed Nan Qing through the window.

Nan Qing struggled to lift her eyelids, and by the moonlight, she looked at his clear and handsome features. She yawned sleepily, her voice soft.

"Jun Beichen, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

Jun Beichen looked at Nan Qing nestled in his arms and whispered in a seductive tone:

"Qingqing, would you like to go out to sea?"

"Setting off at this time ensures you'll witness the most beautiful sunrise over the sea."

Nan Qing: ".........??"

She blinked, not quite understanding at first.

Not...going out to sea? Now?? In the middle of the night??

She peeked her little head out and looked past Jun Beichen at the bright moon in the sky.

That's right, it really is still the middle of the night, the moon is still up...

Jun Beichen, who was holding her, seemed to understand the meaning in her eyes. He chuckled and suddenly tightened his grip on Nan Qing's waist, pulling her directly from the window into his arms before she could react.

"Hey hey hey!"

Nan Qing let out a short gasp, and her hands instinctively wrapped around Jun Beichen's neck, her sleepiness instantly dissipating.

Jun Beichen held the person in his arms firmly, enjoying Nan Qing's embrace. A smile flashed in his eyes as he said:

"You can sleep like this? I'll carry you."

After saying that, he even bounced Nan Qing in his arms a couple of times, then turned around and walked towards the outside of the mansion while still holding Nan Qing, who was wrapped in a thick cloak.

Nan Qing: "........."

Is it really that temporary?

However, the other party is Jun Beichen, Qin Mobei, Shen Moqiu, Shi Bei, He Monian...

So Nan Qing naturally shifted her body as Jun Beichen held her, found a comfortable position in his arms, closed her eyes again, and fell asleep peacefully.

Perhaps, at this moment, Nan Qing herself hadn't even considered why she felt no resistance whatsoever simply because the other party was Qin Mobei or Shen Moqiu...

She may not have realized that she has gradually gotten used to having him by her side.

She didn't even bother to find out who he was.

Perhaps, deep down, she didn't want to delve into it.

She always knew that she was a god.

He is the only god in these three realms.

Whether it's the Heavenly Emperor of the Celestial Realm, the King of Hell of the Underworld, or any living being in these three realms.

They all have an end to their lives.

There is a path of reincarnation and rebirth.

But she didn't.

She is the Five-Colored Stone that Mending the Sky, living as long as heaven and earth, and is almost an immortal being.

No one could spend these long years with her.

She only has herself.

So why bother digging into it?

If he follows her, she will promise him a lifetime together.

If he's not going to follow me anymore, then we'll be strangers from now on.

That's good.