Seeing this, Cheng Liang, clearly caught off guard, quickly turned his face away and quietly walked out the door.
After repeating this process for most of the day, half a bowl of water was finally fed, and the person on the bed finally fell asleep peacefully.
Xuanyuan Han sat upright by the bed, gazing at the numerous wounds on the person lying on it with heartache, and murmured to himself, "What exactly happened to you? How did you end up like this?"
As night fell, a gust of wind blew in from outside and extinguished the candlelight.
The tent wasn't particularly dark; a bright moon shone in, illuminating the woman's face on the bed and making her skin appear even paler.
Xuanyuan Han finally came to his senses and saw that the two of them were so close that he could reach out and touch her.
But the distance is so far...
He paused for a moment, then slowly got up, carefully tucked the blanket in for the last time, and left the tent.
Seeing that her master seemed to regard her as a cloud in her clothes, she made such intimate gestures.
When Cheng Liang saw him step out, he hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but quickly step forward and ask, "Your Highness, did you think that woman was really Miss Yi just now?"
Unexpectedly, Xuan Yuanhan only stopped and glanced at him with a gloomy expression, but said nothing and continued walking forward.
Cheng Liang stopped abruptly, watching his back as he slowly walked away. His mouth opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't. In the end, he remained silent for a long time.
Xuanyuan Han had already sensed his surprise. He walked to the edge of a small lake, stopped, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the distant, undulating mountain shadows on the opposite shore. He sighed and said, "I don't know either."
He paused, composed himself, and coldly continued, "I don't know why I suddenly lost control when I saw their identical faces, especially her body covered in wounds. When I first saw her, I could even imagine her being... by Tuoba Ze at the Four Seas Tea House..."
As he spoke, an extremely angry fist clenched tightly in the darkness, cracking loudly...
The clouds drift and disperse, and another new day begins.
Outside the tent, the sky was a clear blue, the grass stretched to the horizon, and the sun shone brightly. White sheep and black horses dotted the green carpet like scattered pearls.
The wind from the grassland, carrying the fragrance of flowers and grass, blew in and brushed against the body of the snow-white-clad figure sleeping soundly on the couch.
Beside the bed, only one lonely figure stayed up all night, never leaving her side.
The morning sunlight slanted in, surrounding the two of them with a dazzling, radiant glow.
Finally, in this beautiful morning, the person on the bed slowly opened their uniquely beautiful phoenix eyes.
But then he caught a glimpse of her sitting upright on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at him. It was the cold face he had been thinking about for countless days and nights, the face he had longed for more than anything. He was instantly stunned and wide-eyed.
"Awake?"
Only when Xuan Yuanhan finally uttered a cold, deep voice did Yi Shangyun suddenly shudder, blink, and slowly sit up.
"Hiss!" As if the pain from her injuries was still there, she couldn't help but gasp deeply in pain.
Xuanyuan Han's body trembled, and he was about to reach out to help, but he slowly lowered his hand again after lifting it.
He then glanced at her and warned, "It's too hot here. Your injuries won't heal quickly. You'll have to endure it for a few more days."
"It was you... no, it was His Highness Prince Qin who saved me?" However, Yi Shangyun ignored what he said about her injuries. After finally composing herself, she asked in a low voice.
Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Han, who had been looking to the side, immediately looked away and stared at her in surprise, asking excitedly, "How did you know it was me?...You...you really are her?"
Yi Shangyun felt her heart race and realized she had spoken out of turn, forgetting that she was already a dead man in front of him.
He quickly averted his gaze from the menacing, cold eyes that were shooting at him, then changed his tone and said in a seemingly nonchalant manner, "Now, the name of the King of Qin is widely known throughout the Northern Lie Kingdom. Who wouldn't know him?!"
The glimmer of hope that had just been ignited in Xuan Yuanhan was instantly extinguished. Disappointed, he slowly withdrew his gaze, sighed softly, and after a moment of silence, asked, "Then who are you?"
“I, my name is Wu Le,” Yi Shangyun blurted out.
"Ule?"
Xuanyuan Han silently repeated it, then slowly stood up, put his hands behind his back, walked to the window, looked at the white clouds floating in the sky, blinked, and said with a long sigh, "You look a lot like someone..."
As expected, there was no way to avoid it; the thing I had been worried about all along finally happened.
To avoid further suspicion, Yi Shangyun had no choice but to follow his train of thought, feigning ignorance as she softly asked, "Me? Resembling someone? I didn't know she was His Highness Prince Qin..."
"She is a very important, the most important person in my life, and she looks almost exactly like you."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance back at her again before quickly looking away and continuing, "Because of her, I realized that I am also a mortal with emotions and desires; because of her, I learned what love is; because of her, I am no longer the same person I used to be..."
"Such an important person, where is she now? Is she... already the King of Qin's bedmate?" Yi Shangyun leaned against the couch, continuing to ask in a seemingly normal manner.
After a long while, seemingly enduring immense pain, Xuan Yuanhan clenched his teeth, then suddenly gave a bitter laugh, saying helplessly, "I so wished it were as you think. But I... failed to protect her, letting her be..."
Listening to the deeply affectionate yet extremely sad voice emanating from Xuan Yuanhan beside her, Yi Shangyun gazed intently at his broad, solid, yet still lonely figure, a bitter feeling she had never felt before welling up in her heart.
This is the greatest distance in the world.
The person you once swore eternal love to, whose lips were deeply intertwined with yours, now stands before you, yet you dare not say to him: Your Highness, it is me, I am Yun'er, I am Yun'er.
She could only silently lament in her heart, "Your Highness, thank you for remembering Yun'er so much in this life. Yun'er is content. It is Yun'er who has wronged you. Yun'er must never become a burden to you. Your Highness is about to become a father. Only a woman as noble as the Princess Consort of Qin is worthy of Your Highness's status. In this life, Your Highness and Yun'er, though deeply in love, are destined to be apart. But Yun'er will never regret... this love."
The pain lingered in her eyes, yet a faint smile graced her face. Suddenly, she was unaware that tears, which had been welling up in her eyes, were silently sliding down her cheeks.
After Xuanyuan Han finished speaking, he glanced back casually and asked in surprise, "Why are you crying?"
Yi Shangyun quickly came to her senses, wiping away her tears haphazardly as she lied, "I, I, I just got some wind in my eyes. I think if that girl knew in the afterlife that Your Highness remembered her so fondly, she would surely rest in peace."
Xuan Yuanhan's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "How do you know she's dead?"
Yi Shangyun's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly lowered her head, as if she no longer had the courage to look up.
After a moment, he stammered, "I...I...I was just guessing, wasn't I?"
Xuanyuan Han stared at her for a long, long time before slowly turning back around.
He sighed inwardly: Yes! Happiness was once so close to him in this life, but in the end, he still missed it.
"No, I have to find a way to get out of here quickly. If this continues, I will definitely lose control of myself."
Upon realizing this, before he could speak again, Yi Shangyun hurriedly threw off the covers and tried to get up.
"What are you doing?" Xuan Yuanhan asked, puzzled, upon hearing the noise from behind him.
Yi Shangyun, forcing himself to get out of bed, explained, "Thank you so much for saving my life, Your Highness. I will definitely repay you in the future. But right now, I have something very, very important to attend to, and I must leave immediately. If I'm too late, I'm afraid..."
Of course, she couldn't tell him that what she was about to do was likely to be extremely detrimental to the Western Qin army, so she quietly kept quiet in the end.
"What could be more important than your own life right now?" Xuan Yuanhan frowned and said sternly with his back to her.
Yi Shangyun looked troubled and said, "This matter, this matter... Your Highness, please don't ask. In short, it is a very, very important matter. Moreover, because of that despicable and shameless villain's obstruction and the sudden tornado, we have been delayed for several days, so I must leave quickly."
She hid behind the screen while changing her clothes, and then came out after saying these words.
Xuanyuan Han turned around and stared blankly at that stubborn yet familiar face, which was clearly exactly the same as Yi Shangyun's. A sense of illusion arose again.
So, he opened his mouth to persuade her again: "But your injury is still...", but she interrupted him with a nonchalant smile: "Hehe, I'm just an ordinary girl, not so precious. I'm tough and thick-skinned, this little injury is nothing."
"Where are you going? I will have someone escort you there," Xuan Yuanhan said coldly.
Yi Shangyun paused for a moment after hearing this, and said, "The place I'm going to is the heartland of the Northern Lie Kingdom. It's probably not so easy for His Highness the Prince of Qin's people to sneak in. Let's forget about it!"
Just then, Cheng Liang shouted loudly from outside the tent: "Your Highness, there is an urgent military situation."
"Your Highness would be better off attending to your own business," Yi Shangyun said with a smile as he glanced outside the tent and turned back.
"Then be careful on your journey." After a pause, Xuan Yuanhan strode out of the tent.
"Your Highness...take care!" Watching his departing figure, Yi Shangyun frowned and murmured softly with heartache.
Standing there motionless for a long time, a surge of tenderness welled up in my heart, and countless thoughts flooded my mind...
I don't know how much time had passed, but I suddenly woke up and inadvertently glanced at a familiar cloth bag on the table. I quickly went over, picked it up, and examined it for a long time.
He exclaimed in surprise, "Huh, isn't this my silver needle pouch? How did it get here?"
After a moment's thought, he took it with him and strolled out of the tent...
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