Duan Xinning is the daughter of a royal family, but her fate is so unfortunate. The root cause is polygamy. In later generations, many families have suffered misfortunes due to extramarital affairs, including Jian Ning's own parents.
If her father hadn't been flirting with his neighbor, who later became his stepmother, her mother wouldn't have been jealous and quarreled all the time, and eventually reunited with her stepfather for revenge, causing tragedy for both families.
Marriage needs to be taken seriously and is not a joke. Although she traveled through time and space to continue Duan Xinning's life, she is not Duan Xinning after all!
Ding Youtian was also feeling extremely distressed. Thinking of that quiet and serene Xiu Gu, who had suffered so much and fallen off a cliff to her death, how could he even sleep? With a wave of grief surging in his heart, he immediately wrote a poem for his deceased wife and burned it under the lamp.
Jian Ning didn't ask him what he wrote. He and Duan Xinning had one son and three daughters. If he was not moved at all after hearing about Duan Xinning's childhood experiences, it would be better not to have such a man.
After she went to bed in the second half of the night, Ding Youtian wrapped himself in a cloak and left the tent alone. Jian Ning seemed to hear the sound of a xiao in her dream, which sounded like the whistling of a cold wind. She fell into a deep sleep again, but soon she woke up from her dream. She dreamed of the adult Duan Xinning. In the dream, Xinning called her sister and said that her soul was gone and she was about to return. She reached out to grab her, but watched her figure gradually fade away until she disappeared.
Jian Ning woke up from her dream and found that Ding Youtian was not in the tent. Remembering the sound of the xiao she heard in her dream, she screamed loudly.
"Mom!" Dabao was the first to run over, still wrapped in a blanket. "Mom, are you awake? You're hungry, so I'll go get you some dry food."
"Bao'er!" Jian Ning forced herself to sit up and called out to him, "Go and call your Uncle Huo, and ask him to go find your father. Go quickly!"
"Where did he go?" Huo Jincheng followed her last words and lifted the tent to go inside. Yang Jinyu followed closely behind him, bringing a medicine box with her.
"Did you hear him playing the xiao?" Jian Ning asked.
Huo Jincheng and Yang Jinyu exchanged a glance and shook their heads. Yang Jinyu then asked Jian Ning, "Master, how do you feel? Junior Sister and Big Girl's eyes are swollen from crying. They've been scared these past few days."
"I'm fine. Jincheng, please go out and look for my husband. I think I heard him playing the xiao outside. It's windy at night, don't let him catch a cold."
"Don't worry, I'll be there soon."
"Uncle Huo, wait for me. I'll go get dressed and come right back."
After Huo Jincheng and Dabao left, Prince Pingnan and Concubine Li arrived with their men. Seeing Jian Ning awake and able to sit up, Prince Pingnan burst into tears, his face streaming. He held Jian Ning's hand tightly, "It's good that my son is awake, it's good that he is awake. Otherwise, it would be a disaster for both your father and your mother!"
Thinking of Duan Xinning's experience, Jian Ning also burst into tears. She threw herself into the arms of King Pingnan. Father's love surged like a mountain, and the feeling could not be deceived. Jian Ning's heart suddenly became extremely clear at this moment. She instantly realized why Duan Xinning called her sister in her dream. The time and space tunnel seemed to be opened up, and some memory fragments came one after another, but they were fleeting.
But she already knew in her heart that she was Duan Xin'an, and her sister Xinning seemed to be born for her. She became more and more sad, and cried bitterly in the arms of King Pingnan!
Huo Jincheng and Dabao were unable to find Ding Youtian, Qiuge and Guoguo were also missing. Baimei fell into a deep sleep, and he and Guoguo stayed with Qiuge in the woods at night. Jian Ning guessed that Ding Youtian rode Qiuge to Dingxian Village, probably to see Xiu Gu.
She asked Qiaofeng and Da Niu who came later to quickly make ginger soup. It was winter now, and he might get sick from the cold!
Just as the ginger soup was boiled, Ding Youtian came back riding on Qiu Ge and hugging Guo Guo. Jian Ning woke up. He had been in a coma with a high fever for several days and nights.
When he got better, Jane Ning hadn't told him about the dream she had, but he actually mentioned it to Jane Ning first, and they both had roughly the same dream.
"Madam, you are not fully recovered yet. You have been working hard for me these days." Ding Youtian hugged her in his arms and rubbed his chin against her head.
"Since you know this, don't act recklessly in the future. I don't know what kind of virtue you accumulated in your past life, but we two sisters are willing to commit ourselves to you. If you dare to think of taking a concubine in the future, I will not forgive you!"
"Let's not talk about the future for now. Right now, we have a huge problem before us. Master..." Ding Youtian swallowed the word "ancestor". "Why did she help the Yue Kingdom? Can you convince her not to interfere in the war between the two countries?"
Jian Ning shook her head. "Remember what I told you? I've seen a photo of Master in her youth with an officer. She's lived for thousands of years and traveled through time many times. That nameless person is also her."
"Could it be that Pei Xiyuan is that man's reincarnation?" Ding Youtian thought of this and frowned, thinking for a while, then told Jian Ning what Wu Yunzhu said that day, that if Jian Ning died, she wanted everyone present on both sides to be buried with her.
"Given her love for you, do you think you can convince her?"
Jian Ning still shook her head. Dabao and Da Niu had already told her what her master said that day. Now everyone in the military camp, from the King of Pingnan to the soldiers, knew that Wu Yunzhu was her master, the legendary reclusive master.
Even King Pingnan thought that Wuyunzhu was not a human being, but an alpaca spirit like Yang Dali.
Jian Ning did not explain, because she was really confused. In the following days, she often stood outside the tent, staring at Fengyi City, and would stand there for an hour or so without moving.
Six hundred and thirty-two soldiers died that day, the youngest of whom was less than nineteen years old. If you put yourself in Dabao's shoes, how heartbroken would she and Ding Youtian be!
They were all raised by their parents. Whenever Jane Ning thought of the more than 600 souls who died in vain, her heart was filled with a sharp pain!
Soon, the half-month period arrived.
On the day when the deadline was due, at dawn, the gates of Fengyi were wide open, and the Yue army poured out of the city in an orderly manner. The Dayan army was also ready for battle, as Pei Xiyuan had sent someone to issue a declaration of war the night before.
In front of the two armies, Jian Ning rode on the gust of wind slowly towards the center of the battlefield, and Wu Yunzhu also rode on a tall horse slowly towards Jian Ning.
The wind lifted up the red battle robe on Jian Ning's shoulders, making it flutter like a flag.
Wu Yunzhu's black hair was blown all over the sky by the wind. The two of them stopped their horses in the center of the battlefield, their eyes meeting for a moment. Without words, Wu Yunzhu got the answer from Jian Ning's firm gaze.
She raised her chin slightly, her tone cold, "Have you thought it through? Are you determined to go against me? I raised you, and I've taught you everything you know. Do you really want to break up with me?"
Meeting her gaze, Jian Ning bowed and calmly replied, "Grandma, Master, this is the last time I'll call you that. After you struck me, our relationship as master and disciple is severed! But I will always remember your kindness, and you will always live in my heart!"
"Good, very good! You are worthy of being the good disciple I raised. Do you think you are my opponent?" Wu Yunzhu was extremely angry, and his face was distorted and changed color.
Jian Ning said in a deep voice, "There's a saying that goes 'The disciple surpasses the master.' You praised me before, have you forgotten?"
Wu Yunzhu laughed out of anger, and she laughed wildly with her face up. Jian Ning reined in his horse and took a few steps back, staring at her intently, in case she suddenly attacked. The contest between master and disciple was about to break out!
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