"Oh." Xie Wanyun also knew that he had lost his composure a bit. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Next time, I will send a few pieces of cloth. I'd like to ask the president to bring them to His Royal Highness for me."
"Okay," the president laughed and didn't ask any more questions.
Xie Wanyun stood up and said goodbye.
He stood at the door, staring at the words "Mobei Chamber of Commerce" on the gate for a long time before leaving sadly.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to go to Mobei to see Jinbai in person, it’s just that she really can’t go.
Jinbai's life story was a secret. If she insisted on going, even if she met Jinbai, if she lost control of her emotions and revealed her flaws, it would be a crime of deceiving the emperor.
By then, not only the imperial court, but also Mobei will not be able to accommodate them.
What's the use of taking a look? She still has to leave. She doesn't want to endure that heart-wrenching pain a second time.
Jin Bai has Qin Junhao and Xie Silong by her side, so what else does she have to worry about?
Jinbai, you will come back one day.
Mobei Palace, in the garden.
It was late spring, and the garden was full of colorful flowers.
But all the spring colors in the garden cannot compare to the color of that one person.
The young man was tall and graceful, with a smile as warm as the spring breeze. His figure was straight and slender, like a clump of green bamboo.
The young man wore a crescent-shaped white brocade robe, embroidered with orchid and bamboo patterns in subtle patterns. The material was soft and delicate, smooth to the touch, and swayed gently in the breeze. The orchid and bamboo seemed alive, emitting bursts of fragrance.
The young man wore a jade belt around his waist, which only made his figure more elegant and his temperament more refined.
Her inky black hair was tied into a high ponytail and fell on her shoulders.
Her temples were as if cut by a knife, her eyes were like cold stars, her skin was brighter than snow, her face was as beautiful as a painting.
He held a folding fan in his hand, his eyes were gentle, and when he waved the fan gently, he exuded an air of nobility.
The boy suddenly chuckled.
All kinds of charm spread out between his gorgeous and attractive eyebrows.
The flowers blooming in the garden have lost their color.
Quan Ge'er - now uses the real name - Qin Junhao.
Puzzled, he said, "Jinbai, what are you laughing at?"
Jin Bai threw the folding fan to the attendant beside him and said with a smile: "I still prefer holding a sword."
Qin Junhao also laughed. "It would be more suitable to wear this dress with a folding fan."
Jin Bai whispered, "The merchant said that the material of this dress and the folding fan is the best silk from Yunjianfang. When I put it on, I feel like I am still with my mother."
Qin Junhao was stunned for a moment, his expression somewhat gloomy. Five years had passed, and Qin Junhao had grown into a young man full of vigor and vitality.
He heard that Qin Suan and Liu Yun'er were doing well now. Qin Suan's madness would relapse from time to time, and Liu Yun'er was always taking care of him.
No matter how bad they were, they were still his biological parents. Blood was thicker than water, and that was a fact that could not be changed.
As he was speaking, Xie Silong hurried over holding a sword.
"Your Highness, the sword is ready."
Jinbai's eyes lit up, he took the sword and pulled it out with a "swish".
The snow-white sword blade sparkled in the sunlight, so bright that it was blinding.
"What a great sword!" The three of them couldn't help but praise it together.
Xie Silong is the oldest of the three. He always regards himself as the big brother and protects Jin Bai and Qin Junhao closely.
He looked pleased. "That's right! I forged this sword under Uncle Wuerhan's supervision. It's made of the finest iron from the Western Regions. The steel on the blade is several times more valuable than gold. How could it be bad?"
Wuerhan is the most famous swordsmith in Mobei, and ordinary people cannot ask him for help.
He happened to take a fancy to Xie Silong and wanted to take him as his apprentice, so he agreed to forge a sword for him.
"Jinbai, let's give this sword a name?" Qin Junhao said.
"Well, just call me..." Jin Bai tilted his face slightly, and the sunlight reflected on his jade-like cheeks, making them glow.
"Let's call him Yunshanxue!" He wiped the sword lovingly.
There is a word "cloud" in my mother's name, and the sword's edge is so sharp and snow-white.
"This is a good name." Qin Junhao and Xie Silong praised together.
"By the way, Jinbai, didn't Mobei's sixth prince Suha ask you to duel with him in three days? It's a good time to bring Yun Shanxue with you to open his eyes." Qin Junhao suddenly remembered something.
"That's exactly what I meant. He always wants to wrestle with me, but I don't like it." Jin Bai frowned slightly.
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