Seeing this, Xu Yuehuai understood that Song Luo's behavior must have been caused by some kind of stimulation or influence, leading to her mental instability. She sighed and instructed Li Lei, "It seems that she has indeed lost her mind. Arrange a place for her to stay and watch over her. Find two reliable people to take good care of her."
Li Lei accepted the order and quickly arranged everything.
Song Luo was led away from the tent, and the camp returned to its usual tranquility, but Xu Yuehuai's heart was filled with ripples. She turned to look at Qi Guze, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes: "Aze, tell me, why is there so much suffering and separation in this world?"
Qi Guze gently held Xu Yuehuai's hand and smiled tenderly, "A-Yue, although we cannot stop all suffering, we can choose how to face it. Having you by my side is my greatest fortune. No matter how bumpy the road ahead may be, you and I will never be apart."
Xu Yuehuai knew that with Qi Guze by her side, she was no longer alone. She smiled and said, "Yes, we cannot back down. Bei Ye's sacrifice, the Ghost Doctor's rebirth, and Song Luo's unexpected arrival all tell us that fate is unpredictable, and only by facing it bravely can we live a life without regrets."
As night fell, the moonlight outside the tents shone like water, casting a silvery glow.
Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze walked out of the tent side by side, quietly gazing at the endless mountain ranges in the distance.
Meanwhile, Song Luo, who had been placed in a side tent, had not yet fully regained her senses, but a strange light suddenly appeared in her eyes. She tightly gripped the jade pendant that had appeared out of nowhere, silently repeating a name in her heart: "Brother, I will find you, I will find out what really happened..."
On this vast land, a struggle revolving around power, hatred, and redemption is quietly unfolding.
The sunlight shone like gold on the vast training ground, dust was kicked up slightly by the soldiers' powerful strides, and the air was filled with the scent of sweat and determination.
Qi Guze and Xu Yuehuai beside him guided the soldiers' training together. Every command they gave was powerful and resounding, showing the demeanor of a commander.
However, Song Luo suddenly rushed into this solemn occasion, her eyes flashing with grievance and resentment.
"Brother! How could you lock me up?" Her voice was choked with sobs, as if she wanted to pour out all her grievances.
Upon hearing this, Xu Yuehuai frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes. She turned to the soldier beside her, her voice stern: "Who let her in? Don't they know this is a military camp?"
The soldier looked troubled and bowed his head to explain, "I'm sorry, Your Highness, she said she would hang herself if I didn't let her out. I couldn't bear it, so I had to let her go out for some fresh air, but I didn't expect..."
Qi Guze remained silent, only coldly uttering a few words: "Put it back in."
These three words were as chilling as ice, instantly turning Song Luo's face pale. She bit her lower lip, tears welling in her eyes, and stubbornly cried out, "No! Don't lock me up! I'll be good, please don't lock me up anymore."
Seeing this, Xu Yuehuai's tone was cold but firm: "Then you have to follow the rules and stop calling my husband your brother. My husband, Qi Guze, is not related to you by blood."
Song Luo's eyes widened as if stung by something, and she angrily asked, "Why can an ugly woman like you marry him?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Yuehuai's face instantly turned ashen. Just as she was about to explode, Qi Guze gently took her hand and kissed the back of it. After the kiss, he turned to Song Luo and said, "My Yuehuai is the most beautiful and intelligent woman in the world. Her beauty is not just about her appearance. If you continue to spout nonsense, I will really have you thrown out to be fed to the wolves."
Song Luo's tears finally welled up. She glared at the two of them resentfully, then turned and left, crying.
The surrounding soldiers exchanged glances, then spontaneously burst into low exclamations of admiration: "Your Highness is mighty!"
Qi Guze ignored all of this, simply patting Xu Yuehuai's hand gently to indicate that she didn't need to worry. The two smiled at each other, their affectionate expression moving everyone present.
After training, Qi Guze pulled Xu Yuehuai to a relatively secluded corner. Here, there was no noise or disturbance, only the two of them.
A faint blush still lingered on Xu Yuehuai's cheeks as she softly scolded, "So many people are watching, aren't you ashamed?"
Upon hearing this, Qi Guze's lips curled into a mischievous smile. He suddenly leaned closer and gently kissed her cheek.
"So what? You're my woman. It's only natural for me to kiss my own woman."
Xu Yuehuai was amused by his domineering manner, but also lowered her head shyly. After a moment, she mustered her courage, stood on tiptoe, and returned a gentle kiss.
Their lips met, and it was as if the whole world stood still.
Just as the two were immersed in each other's tenderness, an untimely cough broke the tranquility.
The two quickly separated and looked toward the source of the sound—the Ghost Doctor!
"How did you find your way here?" Xu Yuehuai asked in surprise.
The Ghost Doctor smiled and shook the medicine bottle in his hand. "I just asked the soldiers over there, and they said you were over here, so I came over. I didn't expect they were deliberately messing with me, making me go through all that trouble."
Qi Guze put away his tenderness and regained his usual composure. He asked, "Let's get down to business. Is that a newly discovered pill you're holding?"
The Ghost Doctor nodded vigorously, "That's right, I refined the blue rose stone you brought back into an even better elixir, which has miraculous effects on improving internal strength and healing injuries."
The three then sat down together to discuss the various possibilities of the new elixir and its positive impact on the army.
Song Luo's crying and fussing seem to have become a speck of dust in a distant memory, gently brushed away by time.
In the deep of night, under the bright moonlight, the oil lamp flickered in Qi Guze and Xu Yuehuai's room, and the occasional chirping of night birds could be heard outside the window.
After a long conversation, Qi Guze gently blew out the oil lamp, plunging the room into complete darkness, with only the faint moonlight filtering in from the window adding a touch of softness to the tranquil night.
Just as the two were preparing to go to bed, Xu Yuehuai suddenly exclaimed softly, "Aze, I just saw a female ghost floating by outside? That figure exuded an indescribable chill."
Upon hearing this, Qi Guze frowned slightly, then sneered: "In this world, there are too many people who pretend to be gods and ghosts. It must be some blind fool trying to create a mystery again."
Having said that, he quickly stood up, drew his sword, and the sword flashed like a cold star, breaking the silence of the night.
Outside the door, there were footsteps, followed by the sound of something heavy falling to the ground, as if something had been startled and lost its balance.
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