Chapter 893 Super Darling (First Update)
The border region experienced three full days of heavy snow in November.
The people's doors were frozen shut, and the streets were covered in ice, making it impossible to travel. The soldiers of the Black Wind Camp were sent out to sweep the snow and remove the ice.
"Qing'er and Aheng were lucky; it started snowing right after they left. If they had stayed another day, they might not have been able to leave the city."
Heavy snow also fell in Pucheng.
Shangguan Yan stood outside the tent, gazing in the direction of the official road and muttering to herself.
Huan'er draped a thick cloak over her and said, "It's not dawn yet, Your Highness, why don't you go back and get some more sleep?"
Shangguan Yan casually pulled her cloak tighter and shook her head, saying, "No, I can't sleep."
Huan'er tied a ribbon around her neck and comforted her, saying, "The two young princes are blessed by the heavens; they will surely be alright."
Shangguan Yan nodded: "I hope so."
As a trusted confidante, Huan'er already knew the backgrounds and origins of these people very well. She sighed and said, "Lord Marquis... has been gone for almost twenty days. I wonder if he has obtained the antidote for the young prince yet."
Half a month ago, Marquis Xuanping and Chang Jing traveled north along Tianshan Pass and arrived at the northern border of Great Yan. Once they passed through the valley with iron fences in front of them, it was no longer Great Yan territory.
“Let’s leave the horses here,” Chang Jing said. “Beyond the mountains at the end of the valley lies the ice field. Ordinary warhorses can’t walk on the ice, and there’s no food for them. Of course, if we want to use them as food, we can bring them along.”
Marquis Xuanping glanced at the plump and strong Black Wind Cavalry and thought to himself that if he killed and ate the Black Wind Cavalry, his daughter-in-law would kill him when he got back.
The three handed their horses over to the soldiers at the border, and led by Chang Jing, they crossed valleys and mountains, arriving at an endless ice field.
Ye Qing had grown up in Shengdu since childhood and had never seen such a vast ice field. In an instant, he felt as insignificant as a grain of sand.
Marquis Xuanping was also visiting the icy plains of the far north for the first time. He glanced sideways at Chang Jing beside him and asked, "You mean, the rest of us have to walk there?"
"Of course not," Chang Jing said coolly.
Marquis Xuanping glanced at someone with amusement: "You're still putting on airs in front of me."
Chang Jing didn't say anything, and turned to leave.
Ye Qing asked, "He's not angry, is he?"
"No," Marquis Xuanping said casually.
Chang Jing didn't know where he went, and he didn't return for about half an hour. He didn't come back alone, but in a very strange car...
Ye Qing frowned: "Uh, what is this? And the thing pulling the cart looks like... a wolf?"
Chang Jing stopped the car, jumped off, and said to the two men, "They are ice wolves, specially used to pull the snowmobile."
Ye Qing exclaimed in surprise, "This is the first time I've ever seen a car without wheels."
If Gu Jiao were here, she would definitely recognize that this snowmobile is similar to the sled in her previous life. Although they are not exactly the same, the bottom of both is waxed, making it very easy to glide on snow and ice.
Chang Jing said, "This is a snowmobile that our Dark Night Island has hidden nearby."
Rumor has it that Dark Night Island has no dealings with the six kingdoms, but that's just a political matter. In reality, the islanders also need to go out of the island to purchase supplies and do some things that the island lord asks them to do.
The three boarded a sled pulled by twenty glacial wolves. Chang Jing stood at the front, Xuanping Hou sat in the middle, and Ye Qing sat at the back.
Chang Jing tightened the reins: "Hold on tight, we're leaving."
Ye Qing calmly replied, "Oh."
The next second, he was blown into a sad frog emoji state by the howling cold wind!
The snowmobile was going too fast; people were far away, but their souls were still frozen in place.
Even Marquis Xuanping felt this thing was too exciting.
"Holy shit!"
It was even more thrilling than being carried away by Long Yi.
Chang Jing had been playing with the snowmobile since childhood. His expression was calm as he drove the snowmobile, perfectly matching the speed of the Ice Wolf.
He reminded the two of them, "Close your eyes. Staring at the snow for too long can cause snow blindness."
Ye Qing is no longer alive.
Are you sure it's a snowmobile and not a stunt car?
I'm afraid I won't make it back alive...
In order to cross the ice field before the blizzard arrived, Chang Jing hardly rested. However, the ice field wolves needed to rest. Whenever they were accumulating strength to recover, Chang Jing and Ye Qing would go hunting nearby.
They slept in makeshift tents at night.
The temperature on the ice field was frigid, but fortunately they were all martial artists with extraordinary physical constitutions, so they were able to withstand it.
This continued for a full seven days.
As night fell on the seventh day, the group saw an island rising from a layer of pale blue ice.
“It’s frozen over, perfect,” Chang Jing said to Marquis Xuanping and Ye Qing. “Otherwise, we would have had to swim across.”
Ye Qing's lips twitched: "No boat?"
Chang Jing said, "To prevent the island's inhabitants from traveling during the harsh winter, all the nearby boats were evacuated after October."
A group of people rode in snowsleds that glided across the thick ice.
The ice layer looked freshly formed, and in some places it wasn't thick enough. As the snowmobile passed by, it immediately cracked, leaving a winding line.
Marquis Xuanping recalled that there seemed to be many lakes along their way, and wondered if they were all frozen over when they returned.
If that's the case, then he won't need to take a detour, which will save him a lot of time.
When the snowmobile stopped near the island, more than a dozen guards on the island rushed out on guard, drew their bows and aimed their arrows at them.
The leader shouted, "Who dares to trespass on Dark Night Island!"
Ye Qing felt a powerful pressure. These people were no ordinary guards; each of them possessed an aura that was incredibly strong.
Chang Jing took off his hat, looked up at the other person, and said, "Uncle Ling, it's me."
"Xiao Jing?" The middle-aged man, now replaced by Uncle Ling, was taken aback. He put away his bow and arrows, leaned down, and looked deeply at Chang Jing. "Oh my, it really is Xiao Jing! Xiao Jing, you've finally returned! You've been gone for so many years, the sect leader has been so worried! I'll have someone inform your father right away! He'll be so happy to hear you're back!"
Chang Jing lowered his eyes and sighed.
Uncle Ling moved quickly, but Chang Kun, the leader of the Dark Night Sect, was even faster.
Just as Chang Jing and his two companions arrived on the island, Chang Kun arrived with overwhelming momentum, like a flying dragon soaring into the sky!
Chang Jing was Chang Kun's youngest son. Chang Kun was older than the old chief priest, but he was strong and vigorous, with unfathomable inner strength despite his white hair.
He landed steadily in front of Chang Jing, looked at the nearly eighteen-year-old boy, and clenched his fists tightly.
Ye Qing whispered to Marquis Xuanping, "Chang Jing ran away from home and hasn't returned for three years. Will his father break his legs? His father looks very angry."
Chang Kun was naturally angry; his murderous aura was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.
Just when Ye Qing thought Chang Jing was about to be slapped away by his father, Chang Kun suddenly hugged his son tightly.
"My darling! You're finally back! Where have you been all these years? I've searched for you so hard! I thought I'd never see you again!"
Chang Kun burst into tears of emotion.
Ye Qing: "..."
The father-son reunion drama wasn't over yet when seven more nimble women rushed onto the island.
These people were all highly skilled in light-footed martial arts, the oldest being nearly forty and the youngest over twenty, and all had very handsome appearances.
The seven people swarmed around the father and son, pulled out their handkerchiefs, and began to sob.
"Little brother, where have you been all these years? Your older sister misses you so much..."
"Second sister missed you so much too..."
"My third sister goes to your room to clean every day, but you never come back..."
"Little brother, look how thin your fourth sister has become from hunger..." The fourth sister cried and burped, then continued.
Ye Qing's lips twitched again.
These seven women... are they all Chang Jing's older sisters?
After being hugged by his biological father, Chang Jing was then hugged by his seven older sisters. The sisters were much better at crying than his biological father. Like a soulless puppet, he was moved around by his sisters.
Chang Jing's mother passed away not long after giving birth to him. Although he had no mother, his seven older sisters were not to be trifled with.
"Tell your sister who kidnapped you! They've kept you from coming back to see us all these years!"
The eldest sister reacted the fastest, unable to believe that her younger brother had been wandering alone for three years.
Marquis Xuanping's heart skipped a beat. Really? He could have guessed that?
Chang Jing turned around and looked at Marquis Xuanping.
All seven older sisters and their father turned to look at Marquis Xuanping!
Marquis Xuanping sighed without changing his expression: "You fairies guessed correctly, Chang Jing was indeed kidnapped. I rescued him on the way. Because I was worried that those people would come looking for him again, I personally took him home."
"He called us fairies."
"He only speaks the truth; he's clearly an honest person."
"That's right!"
Ye Qing was dumbfounded, and for a moment he didn't know who had the most shamelessness in the world.
Chang Jing raised an eyebrow and pursed his lips.
Marquis Xuanping: A box of marbles.
Chang Jing: No, I want two boxes. One enamel box and one glass box.
Marquis Xuanping: That's the most expensive! And didn't you already have a box of glass marbles? I just bought them!
Chang Jing said to Chang Kun, "Father—"
Marquis Xuanping clenched his fist in pain, his heart bleeding, but he smiled slightly.
make a deal!
“Yes, that’s it,” Chang Jing said to his father and sisters.
Chang Kun flew into a rage: "Who dares to kidnap my son?"
Chang Jing looked at Marquis Xuanping and raised an eyebrow: "Five boxes of marbles, I told you it was Jianlu."
Marquis Xuanping, who never imagined he would one day be blackmailed by Xiao Changjing: "...!!"
(End of this chapter)
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