She quietly went to the military camp kitchen and began preparing various medicinal dishes to replenish Qi Guze's qi and blood. She personally selected the ingredients and carefully cooked each dish, imbuing them with her heartfelt care and love.
Upon seeing this, Wang Mang jokingly asked, "Young lady, what delicious food are you making? I can smell the aroma from far away."
Xu Yuehuai said, "These are for Aze."
Wang Mang sighed, "You are really biased." But his eyes were full of envy and blessings.
When Xu Yuehuai carried the medicinal meal into the tent, Qi Guze was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, resting. She gently walked to the bedside, sat down, and placed the medicinal meal on the table one by one.
"Have something to eat."
Qi Guze opened his eyes and saw the table full of medicinal food and Xu Yuehuai's concerned look. He smiled, took the bowl and chopsticks, and began to eat heartily.
"It's delicious," he exclaimed as he ate.
Seeing him like this, Xu Yuehuai felt both gratified and heartbroken.
"You should eat more too." Qi Guze picked up a piece of meat and put it into Xu Yuehuai's mouth.
In the middle of the night, Qi Guze suddenly developed a fever, and Xu Yuehuai immediately realized that he might have overdone the medicinal diet.
She quickly found cold water and a towel to cool him down, while she stayed by his side silently.
But nothing could cool him down, leaving Xu Yuehuai with no choice but to offer herself...
After some effort, Qi Guze's body temperature finally came down, and he held Xu Yuehuai's hand tightly, unwilling to let go.
However, he harbored a secret: after the blood transfusion, his body was so weakened that he could no longer impregnate Xu Yuehuai.
But he never mentioned it to Xu Yuehuai, and simply silently protected their existing happiness.
He felt that having his two children, Qi Zi'ang and Qi Zixin, was enough. They were a testament to his love with Xu Yuehuai, and also their hope and sustenance for their future life.
Xu Yuehuai, however, remained completely unaware of the truth. She believed that as long as Qi Guze recovered his health, they could live happily as before.
What she didn't know was how much Qi Guze had sacrificed for her.
In the winter dawn, a pale blue hue had just appeared on the horizon, and a biting wind was blowing.
After a long period of recuperation and nourishment from the Purple Rose Pill, Qi Guze and Xu Yuehuai's bodies have recovered to their peak condition, adding even more extraordinary aura.
The two stood side by side in front of the tent, their gazes piercing through the layers of soldiers, pointing directly to the unknown land of Dongsang in the distance.
Qi Guze and his team had previously sent people to investigate. Dongsang had now been occupied by the alien race, and they needed to take it over as soon as possible. Now was a good opportunity.
"How are our preparations going?" Qi Guze asked.
"Everything is ready, just waiting for the right moment." Xu Yuehuai gently patted the wooden box beside her, which contained the maps and strategy book she had carefully prepared. Every page of the box reflected her deep understanding and strategic planning of Dongsang.
"Where are the soldiers?" Qi Guze knew that this battle was not only a contest of wits, but also a battle of morale and will.
"They are ready to go. The effects of the Purple Rose Pill are remarkable; everyone seems to have been reborn." Xu Yuehuai's words were full of pride.
But when the soldiers saw that their prince's hair was completely white and the princess's hair was half white, they had all sorts of guesses in their minds, but they didn't ask any more questions.
With a resounding bugle call, Qi Guze raised his arms and shouted, "Let's go!"
This sound, like a thunderclap piercing the sky, ignited the passion and fighting spirit in everyone's hearts.
Generals Li Lei and others quickly assembled their troops and followed closely behind Qi Guze and Xu Yuehuai, heading towards Dongsang in a grand procession.
Once outside the border city gates, the group quietly dispersed, weaving through the dense forest paths like three dragons, each searching for the best route.
Qi Guze and Xu Yuehuai's team, thanks to their familiarity with the terrain and their tacit cooperation, were the first to reach the edge of Dongsang.
As night fell and the cold wind intensified, Xu Yuehuai used the secret forces he had established in Dongsang to quietly open a tunnel leading to the core area.
Inside the tunnel, Qi Guze exclaimed in a low voice, "Ah Yue, your layout is truly ingenious."
“If it weren’t for the people you gave me, we wouldn’t have been able to get things so smoothly,” Xu Yuehuai replied.
As they passed through the winding tunnel, Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze walked with light yet firm steps, each step seemingly treading on the boundary between the past and the future.
The former site of the Tianxianglou branch is not only Xu Yuehuai's secret stronghold in Dongsang, but also the sacred place where the flames of their counterattack will soon be ignited.
Stepping through the mottled wooden door, a familiar yet unfamiliar aura rushed towards her. Xu Yuehuai looked around, and every old object seemed to be telling a story of the past.
“This will be where we start again,” she whispered, her voice revealing an unwavering determination.
Qi Guze followed closely behind. He walked to Xu Yuehuai's side and patted her shoulder. "Are you tired?"
Xu Yuehuai smiled faintly, "I feel incredibly energetic lately, as if all my fatigue has vanished in this moment."
"But you also need to get some rest." Qi Guze pulled her to bed.
In the stillness of the night, a faint yet remarkably clear sound abruptly shattered the silence of the room, piercing the curtain of night like a sharp blade.
Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze reacted almost instinctively, waking up from their slumber at the same time, their eyes instantly filled with vigilance and coldness.
They exchanged a glance and quickly stood up in unison.
"Who goes there?" Qi Guze chased after him.
But all they received in response was a fleeting shadow outside the window and the blurry outline of a black mask in the moonlight, vanishing like a ghost.
"Chase!" Qi Guze was about to move when Xu Yuehuai stopped him.
She gently shook her head, her eyes flashing with deep thought. "We must not act rashly. This person is no ordinary individual, having appeared so silently. Let's ensure everyone's safety first."
Immediately, the two quickly gathered their soldiers and launched a silent but tense search under the cover of night.
The flickering torchlight cast shifting shadows on everyone's faces, creating an atmosphere of indescribable tension.
After a careful investigation, they were surprised to find that there was an extra person in the group who had quietly joined their ranks.
"What's going on?" Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with doubt and wariness.
They quietly stepped aside and began to speak in hushed tones.
"That person is hiding here; we must find him as soon as possible." Xu Yuehuai narrowed her eyes, gazing into the distance, secretly planning her next move.
Qi Guze remained outwardly calm, revealing his emotions to no one.
A soldier asked, "Your Highness, is something amiss?"
Qi Guze waved his hand, "It's nothing, everyone go back and rest."
Soon the ranks dispersed, and the soldiers went back to their rooms to rest.
But Qi Guze gathered his guards and ordered them to "secretly investigate who infiltrated our ranks."
The guards obeyed and left to investigate in secret, only to find that no one was superfluous!
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