The maid Lingyu ran very fast. She bent down and put her hands on her knees. Her breath formed white mist in the cold wind. "Girl, you asked me to keep an eye on the King of Hengyang... I saw that most of their troops left the city, not to support the Wei generals, but to go to Funiushan as you expected."

Luo Lingyu stood up with a bang, her hands clenched tightly in her sleeves. Her sudden excitement made the girls in the tent look at her in surprise.

Luo Lingyu's eyes flickered: Lu Yun, there must be news from Lu Yun! Prince Hengyang went to provide support! Lu Yun is back, he is back...

Luo Lingyu took two steps forward, eager to go out, but she stopped again, remembering that she was a weak woman. Whether it was the current war in Nanyang or the war in Funiushan, it would be useless for her to rush over. She might even hinder him...

Luo Lingyu gritted her teeth.

Another soldier opened the curtain and ran in: "Girl, the food supply to the front line has been cut off again! The noble family refused to provide food. I couldn't find Luo Erlang, so General Wei asked me to come find you..."

Another servant followed in, complaining: "Nonsense! How could we not give it? Madam Luo, we really can't afford it... We were all without food yesterday, and our men couldn't eat. Girl, please judge for us, what can we do? The army can't force us to death, right?"

Someone from another tent came over with a serious look on his face: "Do you have any medicine? We have a new injured person, but we have no medicine."

"No more..."

"No more..."

"It's empty..."

Luo Lingyu was surrounded by all kinds of voices. Unconsciously, these people all wanted Luo Lingyu to make decisions. She was the one who made the decisions, so she was the one who made the decisions. Luo Lingyu was tall and frail, and she was surrounded by people in the tent. The maid couldn't rescue her. Luo Lingyu was asked for help by everyone, but her mind was flying and she couldn't calm down because she was worried about Lu Yun. Knowing that he might have reached a critical moment, knowing that the death crisis might come at any time, she didn't have the mind to care about anything else.

She was pale, trying to calm herself down several times, but unable to do so. She knew she should find a way to solve the problem of these people, but deep down in her heart she was thinking, I can't save them, so I want to find Lu Yun...

The door curtain was opened again, and the cold wind blew into the house, making Luo Lingyu shiver in the crowd.

She looked up at the sky and saw that it was dark. The snow had stopped falling at some point. After the snow fell, a layer of fog spread along the ground. The closer to the ground, the thicker the fog. Luo Lingyu stared at the snowy sky and the silver-gray white fog. The cold wind blew on her face, and her snow-white fox collar and mink sleeves and scarlet cloak fluttered in the wind.

Luo Lingyu's heart suddenly felt empty.

She didn't know what she was distracted by, but when she saw the snow and the fog, she instinctively began to panic...

She didn't know how long she had been entangled, but suddenly someone pulled her and said, "Sister Luo, someone is here to see you!"

The curtain was opened again, this time by a soldier. Mist rose between the sky and the earth, and it was difficult to see clearly beyond three feet. In the mist, a young man slowly walked out, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and a gentle face like jade. This young man's face was a little pale and looked weak, but the warmth in his eyes and the gentle strength he looked at made Luo Lingyu's eyes sore and her eyelashes wet with water.

Under Luo Lingyu's stunned gaze, the young man smiled slightly and said to the excited soldiers, "The food and medicine are all here, at the southern entrance of the city. There are no soldiers, but some militiamen from the south of the Yangtze River are willing to cross the river. I wonder if that's okay? When can I meet General Wei?"

The soldier first thanked him, then turned to look at Luo Lingyu: "Miss Luo, this man calls himself Zhou Zibo, and says he is here to help us. The enemy has spies, and our army dare not be careless. Mr. Zhou said you know him, can you trust him?"

Luo Lingyu said softly: "It's credible."

The soldier was relieved and said sorry before leaving. The other girls and servants looked at the new Zhou Lang with curiosity, and the girls were especially surprised. But Zhou Lang stared at Luo Lingyu intently, which made them feel uncomfortable:... Why are all the men staring at Luo Lingyu? There is not only one Luo Lingyu in the world.

Zhou Yangling looked at Luo Lingyu tenderly and sighed softly. She said softly: "Sister, don't you recognize me? I came a little late and was delayed by something..."

There were many obstacles along the way to the north. Zhou Yangling negotiated with others, and then thought that in addition to the lack of food, medicinal herbs should also be in short supply in the north, so she took a detour. She was in poor health and fell ill on the way, but she had to endure the pain and continue on the road. After several tortures, she finally arrived.

Seeing the water stains on Luo Lingyu's eyelashes, Zhou Yangling frowned and blamed herself a little: "It's my fault. I came too late and made my sister suffer..."

Luo Lingyu choked up: "Zhou Lang!"

All her sorrows were comforted when she saw her old friend. Zhou Lang was here, always her Zhou Lang. Her eyes were red, she took a few steps forward, took Zhou Yangling's arm, and cried into his neck.

Zhou Yangling froze, but did not dodge. Instead, he patted her shoulder to comfort her. Facing the various looks around him, Zhou Yangling explained: "Sister Luo and I are brother and sister. Please don't misunderstand."

The girls quickly said no, but they were thinking: Lu Sanlang is still her cousin, so hasn't the relationship between brother and sister been turned into a strange direction?

…

On the Funiu Mountains, snow was everywhere and thick fog gradually surrounded the area. The enemy pursued them all the way, and the army of the King of Hengyang came to support them and relieved Lu Yun's pressure.

Carrying the prefect walking in the snow, Lu Yun looked at the mist in the mountains. Like Luo Lingyu, he inevitably thought of the timeline given by Lu Erlang's dream.

The Luoyang governor was held by Lu Yun to block his swords all the way, and fainted many times. This time, the cold wind filled his ears and he woke up again. He found that he was still held by the young man. But this time, the sky and the earth were cold in the snow. He looked at the young man who was looking at the mist in the mountains with deep thoughts in his eyes, and was stunned for a moment.

He has a handsome profile, red lips, and a long neck.

The handsome man stood in the snow, tall and straight, with his sleeves of robe fluttering, looking graceful and elegant.

The governor blurted out: "Xuexue?!"