Jing Rong set off from the capital with five hundred troops. After meeting up with the troops outside the city, they continued their journey.
They had been traveling for five days.
The soldiers didn't dare to delay even for a moment.
It was already dusk and the sky was gloomy.
The troops advanced through the mountains. The sound of hooves and carriage wheels rang out continuously. Coupled with the clashing of armors and weapons, it was like a war drum reverberating through the mountains.
The sky gradually darkened. The soldiers lit torches, which gradually illuminated the entire forest along the road. Because they were going to Houliao, the troops didn't travel on the official road. Instead, they traveled on a small mountain trail. Moreover, this time, they weren't going to war. Moreover, there were already twenty thousand troops stationed at the Gorge Gate Pass on the western border of Great Lin. Naturally, they didn't need too many troops.
Therefore, Jing Rong's troops didn't number more than a thousand.
Thus, they didn't cause too much of a commotion. Precisely because they didn't travel on the official road and chose to travel on a small mountain trail, the journey was bumpy and bumpy. Ji Yunshu's entire body ached from sitting in the carriage. In order to reach Houliao as soon as possible, the troops didn't dare to delay their journey. Thus, they rarely rested on the spot. She spent most of her time in the carriage.
Several times, she leaned against the wall and woke up from her sleep.
At this moment, the cold wind howled outside, rustling the trees in the forest.
The people who heard it were alarmed.
The wind slightly lifted the curtain of the carriage window. The cold wind wantonly entered the carriage and brushed against her delicate and tired face. It was as smooth as a piece of cloth.
She couldn't help but wrinkle her nose. She smelled the smell of soil that drifted in along with the cold wind. The smell of soil mixed with the fragrance of fragrant grass entered her nose.
Then, she lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked outside.
The advancing soldiers held torches and illuminated the muddy and crooked road in front of them. The orange-red flames faintly flickered in the cold wind, but still stubbornly burned.
She looked ahead and saw Jing Rong riding on a horse. His back was straight and dignified as he rode against the wind. The moonlight shone on his black armor, making it shine coldly.
Shi Ziran, who was riding next to the carriage, saw her head peeking out. He pulled the horse closer and asked, "Miss Ji, are you tired?"
"I'm fine."
"When we reach Gezhuang, the road will be smoother. You won't feel so uncomfortable when you rest in the carriage."
She nodded and didn't say anything else as she returned to the carriage.
Up ahead, Jing Rong observed his surroundings with a vigilant expression. He turned around to look at the plain carriage and frowned. Then, he instructed the soldiers beside him, "Tell everyone to be alert. We can rest after we pass this part of the road."
"Yes."
After walking for another half an hour, they finally arrived at a relatively flat and wide area. Behind this place was a dense forest, and in front of them was a small river. It was a good place to rest.
Jing Rong ordered them to rest on the spot.
The soldiers had been traveling for several days and were exhausted. Even if their bodies were made of iron, they could not take it. As soon as they stopped, everyone sat on the ground and started to build a fire.
Not eating.
Just drink.
Otherwise, he would lean against a tree and hug his sword to sleep.
Shi Ziran dismounted and knocked on the wall of the carriage. "Miss Ji, come down and have something to eat."
Hearing this, Ji Yunshu got off the carriage. Only when her feet touched the ground did she feel more at ease.
Shi Ziran passed her a water bottle and a bag of dry rations.
Ji Yunshu only took a few sips of water before putting it down.
"Miss Ji, have something to eat. I haven't seen you eat much along the way."
"I'm not very hungry."
"This …"
"Where's His Highness?" Ji Yunshu couldn't find Jing Rong in the crowd. She was surrounded by soldiers.
Shi Ziran pointed in a direction. "His Highness is over there."
She looked over and saw Jing Rong surrounded by several soldiers. His brows were tightly furrowed as he spoke to them about something.
"I'll go and find His Highness."
"There's no need." Ji Yunshu pulled on Shi Ziran.
Then, she walked towards the small river and stood at the side. Several soldiers were preparing to boil water to drink, while others were about to step into the river to bathe. However, when they saw Ji Yunshu standing there, they felt embarrassed and decided to just wash their faces.
After Jing Rong finished speaking, he looked at the carriage. The curtains were rolled up, but there was no one inside.
'Where's Yunshu?'
He looked around and finally saw Ji Yunshu standing by the river. The moonlight shone on her petite body, reflecting the sparkling lights of the river. It was like a painting.
So beautiful!
That woman seemed to have an immortal bone in her body. Her whole body exuded an unworldly aura.
Jing Rong walked to her side and followed her gaze to the moon in the sky.
The two of them just stood there.
They didn't speak for a long time.
Suddenly, Jing Rong reached out and tightly grasped her hand that was placed by her side.
This woman's hand was always as cold as ice. It was precisely because of this that he wanted to give all his warmth to her.
Ji Yunshu lowered her eyes and looked at her hand that was tightly held by Jing Rong. Her lips gradually curved into a smile. She looked up at him. The man beside her had well-defined facial features. His side profile was angular, and he was extraordinarily handsome. His tall and straight figure exuded an intimidating aura. However, when he was beside her, he was like an elegant young master. He was extremely gentle. She still remembered when they first met, he was a prince with an unforgiving mouth. She would feel uncomfortable if he didn't tease her for even a moment.
However, she didn't know when it started, but he had shed his frivolous aura and became serious. He also had many worries in his actions. Even his eyebrows were often furrowed, filled with worry.
In these two years, he had really changed a lot.
Everyone had changed.
Jing Rong sensed her scorching gaze and met it with a sideways glance.
Their eyes met, and there was an indescribable feeling of relief.
The heavy feeling in each other's heart gradually eased as they looked at each other.
Jing Rong said, "I want to show you something."
"What?"
He took out an extremely small object from his waist and showed it to Ji Yunshu.
It was …
Ji Yunshu's eyes widened in surprise.
It was a crown pearl!
She asked, "You always kept it?"
"I never abandoned it!"
At that moment, Ji Yunshu's eyes reddened.
She didn't expect that he would still keep it after two years. She remembered that when they went to investigate the yin yang corpse case, they were trapped in a broken temple because of the heavy rain. It was also that night that the crown clasp on her hair fell off. Jing Rong immediately took the pearl from the crown clasp and held it tightly in his hand, refusing to return it to her. It was also that night that she appeared in front of him for the first time …
Her hair fell off to show her name as a woman.
Memories flashed through her mind, but she could only sigh at how fast time passed.
Jing Rong said, "To you, this may be an ordinary pearl, but to me, it is extremely precious!"
Because that was the first time he received Ji Yunshu's' token of love '.
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