Dong Xianghai shouted, "Yu Zhiniang, if you want Lin'er to live, find me a horse right now, quick!"
At this moment, Song Anxin's hatred for Dong Xianghai reached its peak. She said, "Dong Xianghai, don't be impulsive. I'll send someone to bring you a horse right away."
A moment later, Black Wolf led his horse over, and he nodded slightly to Song Anxin.
Dong Xianghai led Yu Lin'er slowly back to the side of the horse. Suddenly, he pushed her hard, sending her into the river. Yu Lin'er fell into the water instantly.
"ah!....."
Yu Lin'er screamed.
Everyone panicked and rushed to the riverbank. Lin Fengshou reacted the fastest and jumped into the water without thinking, while Dong Xianghai took advantage of the chaos to quickly mount his horse and gallop away.
"Help!..."
In winter, the river was deep, and Yu Lin'er, who couldn't swim, kept splashing around frantically in the water.
Lin Fengshou quickly swam over and grabbed her, saying, "Yu Lin'er, calm down, grab me, I'll swim you up."
Yu Lin'er clung tightly to Lin Fengshou as if she had found her pillar of support.
Once the two reached the shore, Yu Zhiniang quickly wrapped her own cloak around Yu Lin'er, her face streaked with tears as she hugged her daughter.
"Lin'er, my Lin'er, are you alright? That damned Dong Xianghai, he actually treated his own daughter so cruelly." She was both heartbroken and furious, and turned to Song Anxin, saying, "Hui Gongren, could you please find someone to intercept him at the intersection? I absolutely cannot let him get away!"
Song Anxin draped her own coat over Lin Fengshou, who was also soaked, and said:
"Weaver Girl, don't worry, Dong Xianghai won't run away. This horse is trained and will stop at the market entrance, where someone will intercept him."
Yu Zhiniang immediately ordered the servants, "Go to the market entrance and tie Dong Xianghai up tightly and bring him to me this time."
Several servants immediately went to fetch him.
“Weaver Girl, the two little ones are all wet. Come back to the manor with me to change into dry clothes. They might catch a cold in this cold winter,” Song Anxin suggested.
"Alright, alright, then I'll trouble you, Lady Hui," Yu Zhiniang said.
When the group arrived at the mansion, Song Anxin had a servant take Yu Lin'er away to change her clothes, and Lin Fengshou also went back to his own courtyard to change his clothes. She then ordered someone to stew ginger soup and send it to the two of them.
After a while, Dong Xianghai was brought over bound. After Yu Zhiniang calmed him down, her daughter got up and went to settle accounts with Dong Xianghai.
"Miss Yu, are you there?"
Lin Fengshou called out from the doorway of Yu Lin'er's house.
Hearing this, Yu Lin'er got up, got off the kang (a heated brick bed), and opened the door.
"Young Master Lin, what brings you here? Are you alright?" Yu Lin'er asked.
Seeing that she felt relieved, Lin Fengshou said, "Yes, I'm fine. Miss Yu, how are you? Are you alright? Were you frightened?"
Yu Lin'er smiled and shook her head: "I'm fine now. I'm very grateful to Young Master Lin for saving my life today."
Lin Fengshou looked at the smile on her face and his lips unconsciously turned up as well: "It's good that you're alright."
As the sun set, the dim winter sunlight shone on the two of them, as if coating them with a halo.
Yu Lin'er looked at the boy's innocent smile and felt a sudden jolt in her heart.
"By the way, no one here will tell anyone that I saved you from drowning today, so don't worry," Lin Fengshou said.
Although it was the dead of winter and they were dressed in thick clothes, and the situation was only a matter of emergency, they were both unmarried and could not afford to ruin their reputations.
Yu Lin'er blushed slightly and said softly, "Thank you." Then she remembered something: "Did you call me by my given name today?"
Lin Fengshou looked embarrassed and stammered, "I... I was so anxious when I saw you being held hostage that I blurted it out. Miss Yu, I'm sorry, I was being presumptuous."
Yu Lin'er pursed her lips: "It's alright."
When Lin Fengshou saw her smile at him, he felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest. He dared not look at her anymore: "You, it's good that you're alright. Then I'll go back. You should get some rest."
He ran off immediately after he finished speaking, his steps unsteady. He almost tripped when he reached the gate of the courtyard, so he quickly turned back, scratched his head, and gave Yu Lin'er an apologetic smile.
Yu Lin'er couldn't help but cover her mouth to suppress her laughter.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, the hearts of the young boy and girl, filled with budding emotions, slowly drew closer.
After that, Yu Zhiniang sent two boxes of gifts to thank Song Anxin for her help. When Song Anxin saw the box of gold and the box of jewelry in front of her, her eyes widened.
She naturally declined such an expensive gift, but Yu Zhiniang said that it was nothing to her family, but it was too extravagant for Song Anxin. She knew the Yu family was rich, but she didn't expect them to be this rich!
If she had known there would be such a generous reward, she would have killed that scoundrel Dong Xianghai long ago.
In northern Xinjiang, the cold wind howls, stinging like a knife scraping against one's face.
Lin Fenghe and Yan Shuping finally arrived at the Northern Xinjiang camp before the New Year.
"Haha, Shuping, you're finally back. It's good that you're back. The Northern Frontier is your battlefield. I don't know what your father is up to."
The two entered a military tent, where a burly general with graying temples and wearing armor was very pleased to see Yan Shuping.
This man was none other than General Yan Yueshan, who was stationed in the northern frontier.
"Uncle Yan, you are still as energetic and imposing as ever." Yan Shuping smiled and clasped his hands in greeting, then introduced Lin Fenghe: "Uncle Yan, this is the strategist I mentioned in my letter, Lin Fenghe."
Lin Fenghe bowed respectfully: "Greetings, General."
General Yan looked at the delicate-looking young man in disbelief. Shuping said he had found him a good strategist, and this was the boy who hadn't even grown up yet.
Yan Shuping probably guessed what his uncle was thinking and said, "Uncle Yan, don't underestimate Lin Xuezi just because he's young. He's very talented, well-versed in military strategy, and skilled in tactics. He'll definitely be a great help to us on the battlefield." He cleared his throat and leaned closer in a low voice, "Besides, the Thirty-Six Stratagems I sent you before were written by his mother, Lady Hui."
General Yan's old eyes flashed with light. He had heard of Consort Hui's name even in the Northern Frontier, and her Thirty-Six Stratagems were an extremely ingenious military strategy that had revitalized the previously stagnant war in the Northern Frontier.
Since this person is the son of Lady Hui, and Shuping strongly recommends him, he must have some skills. We'll find out in the future whether he's a mule or a horse.
At that moment, a pretty woman in a red, fitted outfit entered, lifting the curtain: "Brother Shuping, I heard you're back! Why did it take you so long? Kyoto is so stuffy, I don't know how you could stay there for so long..."
As Yan Ping'er entered the military tent, she stopped speaking abruptly upon seeing Lin Fenghe beside Yan Shuping. Her eyes lit up, and she quickly walked up to Lin Fenghe:
"Who is this? How come his eyebrows and eyes are so beautiful, and his skin is so fair? You are truly the most handsome man I have ever seen in this northern frontier. What is your name?"
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