He understood that Yan Xuanye at this moment was no longer the high-spirited and complacent Yan Xuanye of the past.
He looks lonely.
Even Ma Qi, who was not good at understanding other people's emotions, seemed to understand his sadness at this moment. He couldn't imagine how much pain Yan Xuanye must be feeling...
March didn't want to see him like this anymore, so he said angrily, "That's enough. I came here to say that there are twelve men who are willing to surrender, and I will take the rest who are still resisting to the dungeon."
Yan Xuanye retracted his gaze and said calmly, "You can do whatever you want."
Gebulu had just returned from attacking the city with a group of soldiers. His face was filled with determination to win. Seeing the two of them in front of the tent, he dismounted swiftly, "Your Highness!"
"Everything is going smoothly as planned. I believe we will be able to capture Qingzhou soon. Your Highness can rest assured now."
Yan Xuanye smiled bitterly and said, "Rest assured? How can I be at ease?"
He couldn't eat or sleep well at the thought of her disregarding her own safety and staying with that dangerous man.
She had died once, and she knew the pain.
Yan Xuanye still remembers that she nestled in his arms and cried, asking him to protect her. She said she didn't want to experience that kind of pain again.
At that time, he felt heartbroken just by listening to it.
It was because of her words that he mobilized so many manpower and sent them to protect her.
But later she actually came to him on her own initiative. How could he understand that?
Obviously, that fear was her truest reaction, but why did she want to escape from the safety circle he created for her?
Although he was laughing, Gebulu felt that he was about to cry.
Sadness surrounded Yan Xuanye. Beyond the sadness, there was a sinister and hostile mood, unwillingness and disappointment.
Ge Bulu looked a little frightened, "Your Highness, if the goddess is found, what will you do?"
After Yan Xuanye's grief, he returned to his previous coldness.
He has been like this recently. He has become much more indifferent and depressed. He is always cold and unwilling to speak.
Gebulu saw the weariness that was hard to conceal on his face. "Your Highness hasn't had a good rest recently. Perhaps the siege has delayed your sleep. Why don't you go into the tent and rest for a while?"
Yan Xuanye ignored his advice, and just when Gebulu and Machi thought he was unwilling to talk anymore, he spoke.
Yan Xuanye: "What should I do?"
"Of course, I lock her up and keep her with me every day, so that I can see her as soon as I open my eyes or turn my head."
With a morbid paranoia in his eyes, he spoke to himself, "This way...she will never be able to escape again."
Gebulu and Machi looked at each other. Machi had an indescribable look in his eyes, shook his head and left.
Ge Bulu looked at Yan Xuanye's hopeless appearance and wanted to persuade him again.
Yan Xuanye seemed to be unable to sense their gazes and emotions, and said, "Ge Bulu, what kind of chains should I make?"
Yan Xuanye knew that Su Qian wasn't very interested in gold and silver jewelry. She had never shown much interest in the jewelry he had given her before. "Although she's not picky, I still want to make a chain that she wouldn't dislike."
"She's a thoughtful person, hiding everything she's thinking from me. I'm afraid she won't like the chain and might want to run away... If that day ever comes, I'll be really angry."
When he said this, there was a tone of gnashing of teeth in his voice, and there was also a hint of helplessness in his tone.
Ge Bulu felt that the person in front of him was no longer the Prince of Yan whom he followed.
He was so deeply in love that Gebulu could hear a bit of morbid madness just by listening to the sound of his voice.
Gebulu didn't understand, "Your Highness, why are you so persistent? There is no such thing as just one woman in the world."
Yan Xuanye: "Of course there is not only this woman in the world, but there is only this goddess in the world."
He suddenly turned his head, his eyes were cold and cruel, and when he spoke he looked like a hunting beast or a ferocious evil spirit.
Yan Xuanye said to Ge Bulu in grassland dialect, "Ge Bulu, do you know? She is exactly like the goddess in my dream!"
Gebru was shocked. "You mean those dreams you had in the past?"
This incident once caused a big stir on the grassland.
Basically everyone has heard something about it. Once, King Fengyuan summoned a witch doctor to treat Yan Xuanye.
"But...didn't the wizard say that it was Yin Fate?"
There is a saying among the people that if you can see a face in a dream, it is a sign of yin fate.
Yan Xuanye swung his sleeve fiercely, his expression fierce, his words filled with determination to obtain her, "What does it matter if it's a karmic fate? I don't care. I don't care where she comes from, or what kind of god, ghost, demon or monster she is. I only know that she is her!"
"I only want her, that's enough."
Ge Bru paused for a long time without saying anything. He didn't expect that Yan Xuanye would be so crazy.
The people of Fengyuan have always believed in ghosts and gods, and have great respect for them, and are generally unwilling to provoke them easily.
But Yan Xuanye... doesn't even care about these.
Now, his heart and eyes are filled with the woman who ran away with another man.
After Yan Xuanye finished speaking, he calmed down a little because of the wind.
After a while, he continued, "Gebru, the wizard said so. He said... I have a predestined fate with the woman in my dream. Regardless of whether it is in the past life, this life, or the next life, we are destined to be together for all eternity."
"Do you understand? I and the goddess are destined to be together. This is predestined, and no one can change it!"
"I must find the goddess back. She is my person in life and my ghost in death!"
Gebulu knew that it was difficult to change his mind and he could not dissuade him on his own, so he had to give up.
"I know Your Highness wishes to bring the goddess back, but please take care of your own health first. Your Highness has lost a lot of weight these days. Even a strong body wouldn't be able to endure such toil day and night.
I think the goddess has very high standards and has seen many outstanding men. If the goddess returns and sees His Highness so pale and haggard, how can she fall in love with him?"
Yan Xuanye touched his cheek with trembling fingertips, somewhat unconvinced, "Really? Have I really become haggard?"
Gebulu: "I will certainly not lie to Your Highness."
Yan Xuanye had been discussing the war for days, spending his entire time on the battlefield and in the conference room studying terrain maps and strategic plans. He even walked a little unsteadily.
His voice was hoarse as he staggered towards the golden tent, his steps somewhat unsteady. "No, I can't be haggard, otherwise Qianqian will fall even less in love with me."
Gebulu looked at his departing back and sighed silently.
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