Helian Ye and his companion swaggered around the northern frontier, making a grand entrance.
Wearing a human skin mask and a bright red dress with a distinct Western Region style, Chu Changning roamed the bustling streets without restraint.
It rarely rains in the area north of Xinjiang. The weather has been very hot lately, with a gentle breeze on my face. As I traveled north, past mountains and lakes, I arrived at a small border town.
Although the place is in a remote location, the sounds of vendors hawking their wares fill the air, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.
Chu Changning ate a bowl of spicy braised pork knuckle and buckwheat noodles, his cheeks flushed and his eyes sparkling.
Helian Ye was not at all reserved and was very casual and relaxed. He sat with her in front of the stall and chatted casually.
She calculated the days and said, "Let's not go, there are still two days left."
"It's not far, it's very close to here."
Over the past few days, the two have gotten along naturally and the hostility they used to have disappeared. Chu Changning couldn't refuse and was about to say something.
At this moment, a person walked up from behind, stood beside Helian Ye, and leaned down to whisper a few words in his ear.
Chu Changning observed him carefully and noticed that although he had no expression, she caught a glimpse of excitement in his eyes, like the gleam of a wolf waiting for its prey.
A sudden unease rose in her heart.
After everyone left, she glanced at the person opposite her and casually asked, "Did Wang Ting need to see you? Young Master, aren't you going back? I should be going too."
Helian Ye raised an eyebrow. "You still owe me something."
"---"
Chu Changning wiped his mouth and said, "What do you need me to do?"
"I haven't decided yet."
"---"
They're just playing with her.
Chu Changning ignored him. Anyway, the two of them were already familiar with each other, and she wasn't worried about being killed or anything. She got up.
"Let's go."
It doesn't rain often in northern Xinjiang, but just a few days after they arrived in this small town, a heavy rainstorm hit, with strong winds, lightning, and thunder in the streets.
The two stayed at an inn, and raindrops flew in slantingly through the window panes.
Chu Changning initially read books to pass the time, but later became extremely bored and craved the Qiang-style stewed meat sold at the restaurant in front. Seeing that the rain outside had lessened, he went out wearing a human skin mask.
At the city gate, a tall palanquin entered from the east gate, its horse adorned with a saddle embroidered with tassels and gold thread. The tassels hanging from the saddle and the engraved gold ornaments highlighted the noble status of its owner.
The sound of horses' hooves pounding on the wet ground, and a clean, slender hand lifted the window screen to look outside.
How much further?
Nighthawk, draped in an oilcloth and driving the carriage, heard the voice and replied, "It's right here."
"This is a small border town in Xiye, near the Tianshan Mountains. Our people have a secret hideout here. Would Your Majesty like to go?"
Yan Beimo glanced at the streets outside, his voice indifferent.
"Find an inn."
As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze suddenly sharpened. He abruptly lifted the gauze curtain, his dark eyes staring straight ahead. The familiar figure disappeared around the corner.
"parking."
Night Hawk paused slightly, then quickly stopped the carriage with a whoosh.
Yan Beimo chased after him directly in the rain, his speed so fast that Night Hawk didn't even have time to react.
As the rain subsided, shouts from shopkeepers and customers could be heard from the restaurants and shops on both sides of the street.
When Yan Beimo caught up, he saw a vast, windy and rainy world, with a woman in a green dress walking ahead.
Her long, black hair was as beautiful as a waterfall, her figure was slender and graceful, and she was as clean and fresh as green bamboo, instantly overlapping with the person in my memory.
At that moment, his heart was pounding, and beneath his calm face were turbulent and complex emotions roaring wildly within him.
“A-Wan”.
As the wind blew and rain and mist filled the sky, a young man in red came carrying an umbrella and held it over the head of the woman in front of him.
She turned slightly to the side, revealing an unfamiliar face. The two were talking about something, and her rosy lips curved slightly upward.
Yan Beimo stared intently at the figure in the rain, completely ignoring the boy standing beside him with an umbrella.
A variety of emotions, like vines growing from the ground, entangled his limbs and bones, making it hard for him to breathe.
He desperately suppressed his surging emotions, his lustful gaze lingering on the woman like a vicious dog.
So what if I got a new face?
Even in death, he would still recognize her.
A murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he slightly raised the musket in his hand.
Helian Ye sensed the killing intent, glanced to the side, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips.
You're here so soon?!
He snapped out of his reverie, grabbed the horse beside him, hooked his arm around the waist of the person next to him, lifted him up, and leaped onto the horse, heading out of the city.
"do what?"
Caught off guard by his manipulation, Chu Changning was furious, but before she could speak again, she heard the waiter cursing loudly behind her.
"A horse has been stolen in the street! Don't run, don't run—pay up!"
Upon hearing this, Chu Changning composed himself and looked back as if watching a show.
Suddenly, I met a pair of dark eyes.
The wind whistled past my ears, and the surrounding silence was eerily profound. My black hair was blown about by the wind, and my heart skipped a beat.
As she watched the white-clad figure galloping towards her, her entire body instantly stiffened.
Helian Ye noticed her unusual behavior and chuckled softly.
What does it feel like to see an old friend?
Chu Changning's eyes flickered slightly, and she turned her head back.
A mix of complex emotions welled up inside her, leaving her momentarily dazed.
Leaving this small town and heading north, you'll reach the heart of the Tianshan Mountains.
Surrounded by mountains on all sides, with green hills and cypresses at the foot of the mountains and snow that never melts on both banks of the mountains, there is a pool of light green water in the heart of the vast plains, the bottom of which is unfathomable.
Chu Changning snapped out of his daze and glanced around.
The heart of the Tianshan Mountains?!
She suddenly realized Helian Ye's intentions and turned around angrily.
"You used me?!"
Helian Ye, riding his horse, asked, "Why do you say that?"
“You know that Yan Beimo is suspicious by nature, so he specially disguised me and then took me around the northern frontier in a swaggering manner, luring him to this dangerous place alone.”
Her voice was angry, with a barely perceptible tremor.
He said calmly, "Kill him, and I'll take you back to the Western Regions. No one will stop me."
Seeing him like this, Chu Changning felt a surge of anger coursing through her body. She glared at him with a sharp look as if she wanted to tear a piece of his flesh out.
Helian Ye felt a sudden unease when he saw the resentment and hatred in her eyes.
He looked away and said calmly, "If I don't use you, how can I lure him here?"
Her eyes suddenly reddened, and she angrily rebuked, "Helian Ye, you can kill him, kill him openly and honestly, but you shouldn't, you shouldn't have used my feelings for him to set a trap, how despicable!"
The cool rain was mixed with howling wind, and she pushed him away desperately.
"Put me down! Let me down!"
Helian Ye let her break free from the horse.
The world was vast and boundless, with a white expanse on both sides of the mountain. The rolling wind stirred up a drizzle, and the person riding a horse quickly caught up.
Chu Changning stood on the field, turned around in a panic, and saw that familiar face.
Scenes from the past flashed by in a chaotic manner before her eyes, gently striking her heart.
She stared at him intently, without saying a word.
As the horse galloped forward, a large number of soldiers from the Western Regions suddenly appeared and surrounded him.
Yan Beimo seemed completely oblivious, his eyes fixed on the unfamiliar face.
Their eyes met through the dark mass of soldiers, silently, like rocks hidden beneath a calm surface, yet turbulent beneath.
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