“Two more cities in the north and south have fallen,” Ma Gan said with a grim expression. “Although we have withdrawn our people immediately, this will only make things worse for us.”
One of the generals said, "This time, the Qin family joined forces with the Southern Barbarians and the Central Plains to rebel. I don't know what benefits the Qin family promised them to get so many troops."
"What does the old master mean?"
"The old master has already handed over power to the young master, and we are to obey the young master's orders in everything."
"Young Master".
"Young Master!"
The man sitting in the upper seat, his body hunched over, had clearly defined lines. His head was slightly lowered, and soft, black hair fell down, so all that people could see was his smooth and aloof profile.
Hearing their calls, the people in the upper seats turned around as if suddenly snapping out of their daze.
Her beautiful eyes and brows betrayed her weariness.
Xie Fu pinched the bridge of his nose, his voice low and hoarse, "What?"
Looking at the young master's appearance, Ma Gan couldn't help but frown. "Young master, you've been pushing yourself too hard these past two months."
"It's alright." Xie Fu's gaze fell on the map hanging in the military tent. "Let's continue."
Ma Gan wanted to say something more, but a general grabbed his armor and pulled him away.
"Don't you know what kind of person the young master is? You might as well tell me quickly."
Ma Gan also knew that the current situation was extremely tense and difficult, and could not be delayed or wasted time.
But the young master looks really bad...
"woke up?"
Shu Yun turned her head and saw Feng Ziyi standing next to her.
Shu Yun: "Mm."
She got up and cast a spell on herself, instantly dressing herself. "How long did I sleep this time?"
Fengzi's translation: "Three days."
Shu Yun's tone was calm yet firm: "Don't lie."
Feng Ziyi remained silent for a while before finally saying, "Half a month."
Shu Yun tucked her hands into her sleeves, sat on the edge of the bed, and watched the snowflakes falling outside the window, crystal clear and white, unchanging for eternity.
Her expression was somewhat dazed.
Feng Ziyi felt very bad seeing her like this.
To put it bluntly, he was terrified.
Although she knew this day would come, Shu Yun's life was passing by too quickly.
Has he come looking for me?
The two of them knew perfectly well who "he" referred to.
Feng Ziyi sighed: "No."
Shu Yun lowered her eyes and straightened her crimson clothes. "Then I'll go find him."
Feng Ziyi squatted down to meet her gaze. "It's no use. For the past two months, you've gone to see him every time you wake up. He doesn't want to see you. Even if you used magic to find him, what did you actually talk about?"
“Even if it’s a pointless conversation, I’m going to find him,” Shu Yun said softly. She was in excruciating pain all over her body, and speaking forcefully would only worsen the pain. “If I let go, I’m afraid something irreparable will happen between Jiang Yan and me.”
Feng Ziyi scratched his head. "Look, you don't understand the problem between you two at all. You still call him Jiang Yan."
Shu Yun frowned, "He is Jiang Yan..."
Feng Ziyi gritted his teeth, feeling that his next words might hurt Shu Yun.
He clenched his fist on his knees and said, "Do you really think this Xie Fu is Jiang Yan?"
"..."
Shu Yun stared at him. "What do you want to say?"
During the time Feng Ziyi took care of her in the mortal realm, he found out all about Jiang Yan's family background and identity in this life.
"Xie Fu and Jiang Yan were never the same person from the beginning."
"Although I don't really want to marry that kid Jiang Yan, I have to say that because of his tragic and lowly background, Jiang Yan became more ruthless and filthy. When it comes to manipulating people's hearts and power, no one can compare to him. Xie Fu, on the other hand, has a privileged background, a grandfather who truly loves him, and a group of loyal subordinates."
The parts that Shu Yun had always been unwilling to think about were revealed by Feng Ziyi, who was so carefree, and her beautiful eyes held some unknown emotions.
As if in a final struggle, she whispered, "Their souls are the same; even in reincarnation, they will still be one person."
“Shu Yun,” Feng Ziyi said with some difficulty, “In the previous life, Jiang Yan only had you, but in this life, Xie Fu has many people. Your Jiang Yan…”
"Maybe he won't be able to come back..."
Even if you defy fate and snatch back his broken and weakened soul, cross the Bridge of Helplessness, drink the Meng Po soup, and enter a new cycle of reincarnation, he will be a new person.
Shu Yun lowered her eyelashes and remained silent for a long time before looking up at him expressionlessly. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
After saying that, she got up and walked outside. Having finally woken up from her deep sleep, she needed to seize the opportunity to talk to Xie Fu again.
This should have been a time when the people of Xiliang were peacefully and happily staying at home, chatting and laughing with their families around the stove or charcoal brazier, watching the snow falling all around, and saying "A timely snow promises a bumper harvest."
But because of the war, those hopes for peace and a bountiful harvest were suddenly scattered across the ground amidst the clash of swords.
The forces of the Southern Barbarians, the Central Plains, and the Western Liang converged on the narrow stage of Western Liang, where horns and drums clashed and blood flowed like rivers.
Every person carrying a knife on the street could become the Grim Reaper at any moment, taking someone's life, or could be cut down by someone else at any moment.
The blood, from countless people, flowed from human flesh and spread across the stone slabs, slowly oxidizing with oxygen and turning into a dark brownish-red.
Shu Yun's smooth, jet-black hair slid down her shoulders. Everywhere her eyes fell were countless corpses and severed limbs, shrouded in a red haze.
Although she was a red camellia transformed into an immortal, she did not like red; instead, she preferred white.
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