Chapter 192 A Long-Awaited Reunion
Chu Xian said, “Master, Shanshui City has a large army and many generals. Xue Huai Ren is deeply loved by the people. If we forcibly attack it, we may suffer heavy losses on both sides. I am willing to go and persuade him to surrender, explain the advantages and disadvantages, and try my best to make Xue Huai Ren submit without losing a single soldier.”
"This..." "This is utterly delusional..." "Xue Huai Ren commands an army of 100,000..." The hall erupted in uproar. Xi Molong, wielding his mace, shouted, "Right Envoy Chu! Aren't you being far too confident? Do you think the new leader is easy to fool?"
Upon hearing Xi Molong's words, Murong Hanchan's lips curled up slightly, and she couldn't help but recall her past with Xiaoyao Lang in Longyang City, momentarily lost in thought.
Seeing that the leader of the sect had a faint smile on his face but seemed lost in thought and remained silent for a long time, Chu Xianzhi immediately raised his voice and said, "Leader! If I fail to persuade him to surrender, it will not be too late to raise an army to punish him then!"
This shout jolted Murong Hanchan from her reverie. She slapped the edge of her chair and said, "Since the Right Envoy is so determined, I will give Xue Huai Ren a chance. Go and persuade him to surrender. The army will follow soon. If there is no result within three days, I will take his head from among ten thousand soldiers!" With that, she waved her hand and said, "Disperse!" Before her words were finished, her figure had vanished without a trace.
Zhu Huiqing and Chunxiang entered Baiyun City, where they saw Chunxiang's portrait posted along the main roads, with notices offering a reward of twenty taels of silver for finding her. Chunxiang gently stroked her portrait, excitedly gesturing to Zhu Huiqing, "It must be Brother Feng looking for me! It must be him!"
After carefully reading the notice, Zhu Huiqing tore it down without hesitation: "If that's the case, then let's take down the notice and claim the reward!"
As soon as the notice was torn down, a soldier stepped forward and questioned, "You dared to tear down the notice, do you know where this person is?"
Zhu Huiqing unfurled the notice and pointed it directly at Chunxiang: "Isn't this person right here! Take a look, does she resemble the portrait or not?" As he spoke, he aligned the portrait with Chunxiang's face.
The soldier looked him over; the portrait did indeed resemble Chunxiang's features remarkably, though the real face bore some marks. He nodded slightly: "Please follow me, the people looking for you are at Zhu Family Village." With that, he mounted his horse and led the way, with Zhu Huiqing and the other man following closely behind.
Inside the Zhu Family Manor, Xie Yunfeng was teaching his soldiers swordsmanship when a soldier rushed in to report: "Master, two people are requesting an audience outside the camp, one of whom claims to be your wife."
Xie Yunfeng's face lit up with joy: "What?! Chunxiang!" He excitedly sheathed his sword, "Take me there quickly!" Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed out.
A moment later, they arrived outside the camp gate. Xie Yunfeng and Chunxiang locked eyes, their unspoken longing for each other palpable. Tears welled in both their eyes, and Xie Yunfeng finally couldn't help but call out, "Xiangmei!"
"Awoo..." Chunxiang, though unable to speak, excitedly let out a soft call and ran towards him, embracing him tightly. The joy of their long-awaited reunion turned into tears.
Xie Yunfeng choked up and said, "I've been looking for you so hard these past few days. Where have you been?"
Chunxiang choked up, unable to speak.
Xie Yunfeng gently pushed her away, only to notice the white marks on her face, resembling sword wounds. He exclaimed in surprise, "Your face? You're injured? What have you been through these past few days?" His eyes widened, filled with heartache.
Zhu Huiqing stood aside, watching the two's every move and word, and thought to herself: Xie Yunfeng is indeed a devoted lover, no wonder Chunxiang always thinks of him.
Chunxiang's gaze instantly turned icy, and tears of grievance welled up in her eyes. She used her sword sheath to write on the ground: "Ling Xueyan".
"Ling Xueyan..." Xie Yunfeng murmured, staring at the three words on the ground, his face filled with disbelief and his eyes glazed over. He staggered back a step. His mind was in turmoil: No wonder she saved me in the dilapidated temple that night; it was all her scheme, and she even gave me an aphrodisiac...
Seeing Xie Yunfeng's expression, Zhu Huiqing stepped forward and said, "Young Master Xie, this woman named Ling Xueyan is truly vicious. She not only absorbed Chunxiang's inner energy, but also slashed her face several times and poisoned Chunxiang's throat, making her mute. She is truly heartless and insane!"
Xie Yunfeng then realized why Chunxiang couldn't speak and could only write with her sword sheath. He suddenly grabbed Chunxiang's shoulders, looked at her carefully with tears in his eyes, and said, "Xiangmei, you... have suffered so much." He then embraced her, "It's all my fault, I couldn't protect you."
Chunxiang also cried her eyes out. She slowly pushed Xie Yunfeng away, stopped crying, and her gaze became firm again. She brandished her sword sheath and wrote: "I can't swallow this insult. I will seek revenge on Ling Xueyan!" The handwriting was deep, and her eyes were filled with despair as she looked at Xie Yunfeng.
Xie Yunfeng nodded: "Alright, I'll go with you to seek justice."
Upon hearing this, Chunxiang threw herself into Xie Yunfeng's arms without hesitation; his support was her greatest comfort.
After pondering for a moment, Zhu Huiqing said, "Chunxiang, Young Master Xie, you must be very careful on your journey! I have retired from the martial world and no longer concern myself with disputes. I am sorry I cannot help you with your revenge. Take care!" With that, he clasped his hands in a respectful bow.
Chunxiang gestured, her voice choked with emotion, "Senior sister, thank you for taking care of me these past few days. Please take care of yourself too."
Xie Yunfeng watched Chunxiang's gestures, his heart aching with hatred for Ling Xueyan's ruthless actions. His grip on the sword cracked as he tightened his grip.
Zhu Huiqing looked at Xie Yunfeng: "Young Master Xie, I'm entrusting my junior sister Chunxiang to you from now on. I hope you will cherish her."
Xie Yunfeng nodded emphatically: "Please rest assured, Senior Sister, I will definitely take good care of her."
"That's good then, farewell!" Zhu Huiqing turned and rode away, disappearing from their sight in the blink of an eye.
Xie Yunfeng asked a soldier to convey his farewell to Zhu Zixing, and then he and Chunxiang mounted their horses, urging them onward with whips, heading straight for Longyang City with a heart full of hatred.
In Longyang City, Ling Qichen and Yi Mingzhao, who had rushed back from Baiyun City, stood on horseback at the city gate. In just a few months, everything in the city had changed.
“Yunzhou (Yi Mingzhao’s son Yunzhou), I originally intended to seek revenge on Ouyang Longyuan, but I did not expect that he had died at the hands of others, and I never thought that... my little sister would become the city lord. I really…” Ling Qichen looked ashamed. The city of the Yi family had actually been taken over by the Ling family. He did not know how to face Yi Mingzhao.
Yi Mingzhao smiled calmly: "Brother Ling, there's no need to worry. The world is ever-changing and unpredictable. If the Yi family doesn't take the position of city lord, and neither does the Ling family, someone else will. You really don't need to be troubled by this."
Ling Qichen felt relieved: "I feel much more at ease now that you say that! I have rarely left the manor since I was a child, and my only friends are you and Miss Ziyue. I... am really afraid of losing you as a friend."
Yi Mingzhao said, "Brother Ling, we met by chance, yet we have become friends in adversity! Even if we are involved in the conflicts of the martial world, it will not affect our friendship."
Ling Qichen smiled and nodded: "Good! With your words, Yi Yunzhou, I, Ling Qichen, have no regrets about making friends in this life!" As she spoke, she extended her right hand.
Yi Mingzhao immediately reached out and shook hands: "Brother Ling, my eldest brother has passed away, and only my younger sister is left in the manor. I don't know how she is doing. I have to go back and check on her first."
"Okay! Let me know if you need anything," Ling Qichen instructed.
Yi Mingzhao straightened his horse and said, "Farewell!"
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