Xiao Nanhui thought he would see Xiao Zhun, but when the door opened, it was Su Pingchuan who came in.
She stood closer to the door, and without stopping, she rushed straight to the other person.
To avoid embarrassment, she gave the other person a symbolic hug.
"It's Brother Pingchuan. It's been a long time since we last met!"
After the greetings, she stepped back, but Su Pingchuan still stood there, stiffly with only his eyes following her.
Xiao Nanhui felt something was strange and moved closer to look at him.
"What's wrong with you? Your face is so red..."
This sentence seemed to break the opponent's "immobilization spell", and Su Pingchuan quickly retreated.
"Are you awake? Are you okay?"
She patted her belly and said, "It's okay, just some minor injuries, nothing serious."
"I'm glad you're okay. I'm leaving now."
After saying that, he quickly turned around and was about to leave, but was blocked by a thick wall of flesh at the door.
Wu Xiaoliu poked his head out and saw tears in Xiao Nanhui's eyes. He took a few steps forward and pushed Su Pingchuan back.
He seemed to want to howl a few times, but as soon as he squeezed out a sound, Xiao Nanhui blocked it with a palm.
"Don't shout, I just got a headache."
Wu Xiaoliu readily accepted the advice, his tears flowing freely, and his face instantly brightened up: "I made a lot of food. If you are in the mood, I will bring it in."
After sleeping for three days, she was indeed a little hungry.
"That's fine. It's quite spacious here, and the table is big enough."
Shrike cheered, took Wu Xiaoliu and went outside to get food.
Xiao Nanhui looked up and saw Su Pingchuan still standing there stiffly, feeling a little sorry.
Maybe he didn't come to see her on purpose, but he was too embarrassed to explain it at the moment. Seeing how busy they were, he felt a little awkward.
No matter what, we have been through thick and thin together before, and now we are all happy and reunited safely, so we should celebrate.
After thinking for a moment, she said solemnly: "Brother Pingchuan, since you are here, let's have a meal together before leaving."
Su Pingchuan seemed even more embarrassed. After a while, he nodded and said, "As you say."
Shrike was walking in with soup. Upon hearing this, he glared at Xiao Nanhui and then looked at the pot in his hand. It was obvious what he meant: he didn't want to have another mouth to share his food.
Xiao Nanhui pretended not to see it and served Su Pingchuan a bowl of soup without changing his expression.
"You haven't told me yet, how did you get to Wancheng after we separated last time? Was the journey smooth?"
Su Pingchuan glanced at the Shrike and snorted coldly: "It's all in the past, let's not talk about it."
She heard something unusual in Su Pingchuan's short eight words.
"It sounds like... not going well?"
At this moment, Wu Xiaoliu came in carrying a lunch box. He listened to the beginning of the sentence and continued naturally.
"It wasn't just a rough ride; it was practically life-threatening. That Shrike warrior was incredibly skilled, choosing the path of the monkey walking and the dog sniffing. While the distance was indeed much shorter, it was incredibly tough on our shoes. We just left the Gobi Desert and entered the scree forest. The scree slopes are so sluggish that you sink into them wherever you step. Mr. Hao and I both tumbled and crawled down, and Brother Pingchuan felt so embarrassed he insisted on sliding down while sitting, and when he stood up, half his butt was exposed. Thinking about it now, it's truly unbearable."
Su Pingchuan's face changed color as Wu Xiaoliu continued his uneventful narration. Xiao Nanhui could hardly bear to watch it, so he lowered his head, pretending to be interested in the peanuts in front of him.
She had thought the process would be quite exciting, but she hadn't expected it to be this exciting. She thought that Wu Xiaoliu probably didn't know Su Pingchuan's identity yet, otherwise he wouldn't be so outspoken.
She coughed lightly and tried to suppress the upward curve of her lips. "So, after arriving in Wancheng, you should have rested for a while. Why did you return to Lingxi?"
There was a subtle pause in the air, and then the three of them spoke almost in unison.
"Not for you anyway."
She was somewhat surprised by the reactions of these three people: "When did I ever say that you did this for me..." She paused, a look of unconcealable joy on her face, "Is it really for me?"
Shrike rolled his eyes and said in a cold tone, "No. I heard you requested permission to stay at the Black Feather Camp, so I thought I'd rendezvous with the Marquis to report your recent situation. It's been several months since you requested permission to travel west, and the Marquis's Mansion hasn't heard from you in those months. It seems you're too happy to return home."
She didn't mind the sarcasm in the other person's tone at all, and mentioning Xiao Zhun again made it difficult for her to calm down.
"Is foster father here? Why haven't I seen him? What happened? Is he injured..."
"The Marquis isn't here," Shrike quickly interrupted her speculation. Seeing the unconcealable disappointment on her face, he added a few more words impatiently, "The Guangyao camp successfully crossed the river at Damang Ridge, catching the Bai family off guard. They also won a great victory at Sanmu Pass. The Marquis wanted to pursue the victory, and when he learned you had been rescued, he led Subei to break camp and head southwest. With your tough skin and years of hardship, I think you'll be able to find him in a few days."
Ah, he finally won.
He went to war when he was young and returned when he was thirty.
Although she had not set foot on this southwestern land for many years, she knew that the battle had never ended in Xiao Jun's heart.
His long-cherished wish was about to come true, but at such an important moment, she was not by his side.
She would go find him. Even if... it might be a little late.
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