Rainy night, deep in the mountains, dense forest.
Waves after waves of soldiers appeared from the nearby hills. Judging from the looks of it, there were at least tens of thousands of them. The Tian Sha Nation's Emperor had made up his mind this time. He would not attack, but once he did, he would kill.
The nearby mountain range was already surrounded. Meng Fuyao looked up at the layers of people appearing from the mountain paths and could not help but exclaim, "Zhan Beiye, your Tiansha people should start a family planning program. Why are there so many people?"
Zhan Beiye frowned at her and laughed helplessly. "You still have the mood to joke at a time like this."
"A life without jokes is a pale one." She spread her hands. "Alright, Great King Zhan, have you thought of a way to escape?"
Zhan Beiye raised his head. "It's not easy to surround anyone in the mountains, let alone me."
Meeting Fuyao's questioning gaze, Zhan Beiye smiled proudly and pointed at the vast mountain range. "Since I was seven, I've been studying the terrain map of Tiansha under my grandfather's guidance. The map in my grandfather's hands was personally drawn by a customer who liked to visit famous mountains and rivers. It took him 20 years to draw, from the mountains and rivers to the secret paths in the countryside. The map in Big Brother's palace is more than a hundred times cruder than that!"
"That's why I'm always victorious in battle. How important is the right time, right place, and right people? It's hard to estimate the convenience of a general who controls almost all the terrain. I know that there's a path in this vast mountain range that goes around the mountain range. There's another path that goes straight through the mountain range, exiting from the northern part of the mountain range and going straight to Pandu! "
"Then what are we waiting for?" Fuyao's eyes lit up. "Let's take the latter path." She looked at the soldiers who had already thrown ropes down the cliff and shot a few of them to death with a few stones. "If you want to leave, leave quickly. Once everyone is here, you won't be able to leave."
Zhan Beiye looked hesitant. "Fuyao, I'll order Ji Yu to bring some people to protect you. You and them will take the path that goes around the mountain range."
"What about you?" Fuyao looked at Zhan Beiye doubtfully.
"I'll take another path." Zhan Beiye took a deep breath. "Fuyao, I'm sorry. I should have protected you, but I have to hurry to the capital. Since Big Brother wants to kill me, my Imperial Concubine mother is in danger, so I can't go with you."
"The path you want to take is the closest to Pandu, but it's also the most dangerous, isn't it?" She stared at Zhan Beiye. "You take that path with Ji Yu. I'll take care of myself."
"No!" Zhan Beiye cut in quickly, "Ji Yu's subordinates might not be able to cross that path, and bringing them along would be a waste of manpower. Just now, Ji Yu had already taken his men around Mount Chang Han and rushed to Pandu as soon as possible. This is my agreement with them. If I am attacked, they don't have to save me. They are to conserve their strength and immediately rush to Pandu to save my Imperial Concubine mother. Thus, Ji Yu will not leave many men to help me. They might not even be enough to accompany you on the first path."
"Zhan Beiye," Fuyao suddenly laughed. "Do I look like someone who needs to borrow your people to protect me and then let you go into danger alone?"
She pulled Zhan Beiye and said, "The second path, let's go together. If ghosts block our way, we'll kill them!"
She climbed up slowly, and Zhan Beiye looked at her helplessly. "Sigh, we're going the wrong way!"
She leaned against the cliff wall and looked back with a smile. "Before that, let's go fetch some rats."
= = =
Catching a rat was easier said than done, but it was also a battle of flesh and blood.
Meng Fuyao collided with the soldiers who were climbing down the rope. Without a word, she cut the rope with her sword, and the fallen soldier met the tip of Zhan Beiye's sword.
After climbing up the cliff, the soldiers who had arrived earlier had already rushed up. Someone shouted from a distance, "His Majesty has ordered that anyone who brings his head will be rewarded with the rank of Valiant Cavalry General and 10,000 taels of silver!"
"Is this all I'm worth?" Zhan Beiye laughed. "The White Jade Door in Big Brother's tomb is worth 30,000 taels of silver. I'll tear it down some other day. Whoever can cut me once, I'll reward him!"
He unsheathed his sword, revealing a fiery red gem on its hilt that was as bright as a beast's eye. The sword flashed, and heads flew everywhere. Corpses fell and rolled on the mountain path. Fresh blood dyed the green grass red and was washed away by the rain. Zhan Beiye ran forward without any change in expression. From time to time, bones would be crushed under his feet. Meng Fuyao followed behind, jumping and jumping to avoid them. She never left a three-meter radius from Zhan Beiye's back, blocking all attacks from behind.
By the time they reached the straw hut, both of them were covered in blood again. Meng Fuyao kicked the wooden door open, and in a flash of white light, Lord Ingot pounced out.
"Rat, it's me!" she shouted.
Lord Ingot, who had pounced too quickly, deflated and fell to the ground. Fuyao reached out and caught him. Lord Ingot hugged her fingers and began to cry.
He had waited anxiously and heard the battle cries outside. He did not know what Meng Fuyao had encountered. If something happened to her, would she just leave him in the mountains? Would he have to use his claws to run back to Zhongzhou to report?
The more Lord Ingot thought about it, the more panicked he became. That foolish woman did not know that he only appeared once in a hundred years. There was an 80% chance that he was just a rat. Who would remember to look for a rat when in danger?
Fortunately … that damned woman had returned. Lord Ingot's tightened heart relaxed, and he immediately burst into tears.
Meng Fuyao saw how pitiful Lord Ingot was and thought about his tragic fate of always being abandoned. She hurriedly took out the pine nuts she had picked up earlier and handed them to Lord Ingot.
The pine cones were stained with rainwater, mud, and blood. They were black and dirty, and did not look tempting or touchable. But Lord Ingot, who usually cherished his white fur to the point of being abnormal, silently stared at the pine cones for a long while, then slowly reached out his claws to hug them.
Meng Fuyao did not understand Lord Ingot's emotional journey and tragic sacrifice. She grinned and stuffed him into her arms. "Rat, let's start our escape!"
= = =
Zhan Beiye and Meng Fuyao leaned against the window of the hut and quickly pointed out to her. "There are many ferocious beasts in the forest, as well as some silent friends that could bite you at any time. After the forest, there's a swamp. It's said to be in the forest, but it's also said to be outside the forest. No one knows the exact location, so you have to be careful with every step you take. If you don't meet any pursuers, you can directly enter a cave hidden behind the vines. It's a karst cave, and from there, you can go all the way down … I don't know the rest."
"Huh?" Meng Fuyao was speechless. Wasn't this too irresponsible?
"My grandfather's guest was originally the chieftain of the Da Gun tribe in the southwest of Tian Sha. When his family business fell, he became my grandfather's disciple. In his records, the Chang Han Mountain Range was known as the 'Mountain of Death', referring to the dangers of this path. He did not walk this path personally, but only copied some of the records in the tribe. After mentioning the karst cave, it's a place where 'All Spirits Return to Purity' is mentioned. I suspect that it's the resting place of the leader of Gu Huo Kingdom. It should be the tomb of a person or a group of people."
Meng Fuyao let out an "uh" and rubbed her palms excitedly. "What I learned from 'Candle Blowing Ghost' can finally be put to use!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhan Beiye looked at her with disappointment. "The Da Gun tribe is the most mysterious tribe in Tian Sha. There are many taboos in the tribe, and naturally, there are even more taboos about tombs. Follow me and be careful."
He raised his head and saw the yellow-clad Tian Sha soldiers slowly encircling him. His eyes flashed with a sinister glint. He tore off a few pieces of animal skin from the wall and casually picked up an old wok. He scooped up the fire that Fuyao had started and kicked the door open. With a wave of his hand, he threw the burning wok out.
"Ah!" There was a scream as the burning charcoal hit a soldier and splashed. Everyone dodged, and an opening appeared in the tightly blocked mountain path. Zhan Beiye pulled Meng Fuyao along. "Let's go!"
Two silhouettes flew up like eagles, stepping on the heads of the crowd as they headed straight for the dense forest at the foot of the mountain. Even more people chased after them, but they kept slipping and falling in the mud. No one knew who was giving orders on the mountain top, but the soldiers appeared layer by layer from behind the trees and rocks. They drew their bows and nocked their arrows, and a rain of arrows rained down.
Zhan Beiye covered Meng Fuyao with the animal skin and pulled her along as they ran against the wind. The natural smoothness of the fur made it difficult for the arrows to penetrate. The arrows could not catch up to the two black whirlwinds and fell into the puddles.
Meng Fuyao caught the arrows as she ran, and when her hands were full of arrows, she randomly scattered them. How could the soldiers compare to her strength? Every time she shot, a large number of people fell to the ground. In the end, she made a gesture to scatter arrows with her empty hands, and the soldiers all jumped away.
Meng Fuyao laughed heartily and said, "I'm not scattering arrows, but loneliness!"
Lord Ingot tried his best to poke his head out of her arms and looked at her with disdain.
"Be careful!"
Zhan Beiye suddenly let out a low growl and reached out to grab Fuyao. Fuyao staggered and slid three steps backward. She could vaguely hear the sound of an arrow piercing through the air. It was extremely ferocious and heavy, and with a snap, it shot into the spot she was just about to run to.
Meng Fuyao's eyes twitched, and she turned around.
On top of a mountain to the side, a man dressed in gold stood with a bow in hand. Even from so far away, one could still feel his cold laughter.
Behind him was a disorderly group of people, some kneeling and some standing. They all held golden longbows in their hands and carried some oddly shaped weapon pouches on their backs. These people, from their attire to their expressions to their standing postures, were very different from the ordinary soldiers from before. They were steady, calm, and their eyes were cold.
Meng Fuyao's gaze turned cold. "What accurate eyesight, and what powerful calculation skills."
Not only was the arrow extremely powerful, it was also able to accurately calculate her speed and shoot the arrow at the place she was about to reach. If not for Zhan Beiye's alertness, even if she managed to avoid it, she would have suffered some minor injuries.
"Heaven's Bane Gold." Zhan Beiye's voice was deep. "Big Brother, the best of the best in the Imperial Guards. They specialize in pursuit, assassination, and one-on-one combat. All the members must enter the finals of the True Martial Arts Meet, and all the captains are among the top 50 in the previous meet. Their leader, Gu Lingfeng," he pointed at the man dressed in gold who shot Meng Fuyao, "was seventh in the last True Martial Arts Meet."
Meng Fuyao laughed. "If he's lucky enough to make it through the True Martial Arts Meet, I'll let him know what it feels like to look for his teeth all over the floor."
"Swoosh!"
Countless golden arrows whistled through the air, forming a line in the air like golden threads. They pierced through the curtain of rain and landed neatly behind their feet.
On the hilltop, Gu Ling Feng proudly raised his bow and mouthed, "Quickly accept your death."
Zhan Beiye sneered and kicked back with one leg. The golden arrows were kicked up and shot back like a yellow cloud.
Gu Lingfeng coldly raised his bow and made a downward slash, but the arrows suddenly changed direction and hit a fruit tree halfway up the mountain. The tree's leaves and fruits were shaken off and smashed into Gu Lingfeng's head and face.
Zhan Beiye laughed heartily and pulled Meng Fuyao forward.
In front of them, in the dense forest.
= = =
It was an extremely dense forest. All the trees had numerous growth rings, and their emerald green leaves were squeezed together, covering the sky.
At this time, it was already dawn, but the light in the forest was still dark. The air was filled with the smell of accumulated dead leaves and rotting animal bones. As soon as they entered the forest, they felt the atmosphere was gloomy and eerily quiet. There was a silent pressure pressing down on them.
Zhan Beiye swung his sword and hacked at the thorny branches in front of him. The sword in his hand shone brightly even in the dark forest, and the ruby on its hilt glowed devilishly, like the eye of a god.
Suddenly, a cracking sound came from beneath her feet. It shocked Meng Fuyao. She lifted her foot and saw that it was a rotten bone. She couldn't help but laugh. "I thought I saw a ghost …"
She suddenly paused and took a closer look at the bone. "It's really a ghost."
Zhan Beiye glanced at the bone. "People used to hunt in this forest, but most of them died a violent death. These are probably the bones of those hunters. There might be traps along the way, so be careful."
He swung his sword and cut off a thorny vine. "Who's there?!"
A figure flashed in front of them. Zhan Beiye pulled Fuyao behind him, but that person shouted from afar, "Your Highness!"
"It's you." Zhan Beiye heaved a sigh of relief and frowned at the leader of the Black Wind Riders, Ji Yu. "Didn't I ask you to take a detour back to Pandu? Who's going to take charge if you're not here … "
"Your Highness, Little Seven is the deputy leader of the Black Wind Riders. I'll allow you to stay, "Ji Yu answered in a low voice." These ten Black Wind Riders and I'll let you stay. "
Zhan Beiye remained silent for a long time before sighing. He pointed at Fuyao and said, "Protect Miss Meng well, and I'll allow you to stay."
"Yes!"
Fuyao smiled and crossed her arms, looking up at the sky. 'Sigh, what's the point of fighting with him? It's hard to say who's going to protect who when the time comes.'
"Ordinary soldiers won't dare to chase us into this forest, but Gu Lingfeng will." Zhan Beiye laughed coldly. "He's been unhappy with me for a long time. Looks like I'll have to give him a special souvenir."
He squatted down and started to dig. He dug a few shallow holes that could only fit the toes of a person's boots. He separated the holes from the front and back. He used the tree vines to wrap around the holes and pulled them out to fix them on the tree trunks. He then ordered Ji Yu to dig a few bigger holes behind the small holes. He stuck sharp tree stumps at the bottom of the holes and chopped a few tree stumps to make wooden planks. He placed them on the big holes and covered the planks with soil. Then, he connected the planks with vines and dragged them far away.
While they were doing all this, Fuyao took out the bottles and jars she'd plundered from Zong Yue's place and sprayed them on the vines.
They then climbed up the trees and waited, leaving Zhan Beiye alone with his sword.
After a while, a golden robe flashed. Gu Lingfeng had indeed brought his subordinates into the forest. These elite soldiers were very careful, constantly throwing stones in front of them to ensure that there were no traps before continuing.
Gu Lingfeng relied on his strong inner force to walk alone, his toes never touching the ground. As soon as he entered the forest, he saw Zhan Beiye leaning on his sword and looking up at the sky.
Stunned, Gu Ling Feng was still wondering why this person didn't run away, when Zhan Beiye suddenly let out a roar and slashed down without saying a word!
His slash had the power to split a mountain. It was not fancy, but it was thunderous. A huge gust of wind rose from the ground, sweeping up the branches and leaves. The sword glowed with a faint red light. The sword was still a few feet away, but it had already reached Gu Lingfeng's eyebrows. The faint red light reflected on his brows, and his killing intent was awe-inspiring.
Gu Lingfeng didn't dare to take such a killing god's sword head-on. He subconsciously leaned back, like an iron bridge, and took a wrong step in an attempt to avoid the sword without taking too much of a step back.
The wrong step caused him to inevitably move half a step.
"Huo huo!"
There was a very low sound, but Gu Lingfeng's heart tightened when he heard it. He then felt his feet tighten. Looking down, he found that his boots were tightly bound by a few vines. Shocked, he subconsciously took half a step back, but the foot that he retreated fell into another shallow pit that Zhan Beiye had calculated.
Gu Lingfeng was shocked, but he didn't panic. Pulling out his sword, he cut the vines and sneered, "You think this trick can trap me …"
He suddenly stopped and stared at the dense pink mist in front of him. This pink mist was attached to the vines. The moment he broke the vines in anger, it rose up and stuck to his armor insidiously.
Gu Lingfeng's eyes were red. He immediately held his breath and jumped back without thinking. His subordinates behind him saw that their leader was in danger and rushed over without a care.
One back, one forward, the middle of the road, the gathering point.
"Retreat!"
With a clear shout, there was a rustling sound on the ground. The wooden planks covering the trap were pulled away by Ji Yu and the others, who were holding onto the vines. The fallen leaves and broken bones retreated quickly, revealing the pitch-black pit. The retreating group collided with the two groups of people in front and fell into the pit.
"Ah!"
Screams rang out. In an instant, four or five people died. Zhan Beiye laughed and dragged his sword as he walked away.
In the pit behind him, someone suddenly shot up into the sky. Without a sound, a golden sword stabbed towards his back!
Gu Lingfeng instantly took off his golden armor and kicked one of his subordinates into the pit. Stepping on his corpse, he leaped out!
Without turning his head, he slammed his sword horizontally. Zhan Beiye's sword, which was much wider than normal, slammed into the ground, causing the leaves to fly and the wind to blow. Gu Lingfeng's eyes blurred, and he subconsciously retreated. Then he felt a sharp gust of wind suddenly appear in the wind, silently but incomparably fast.
Gu Lingfeng was a veteran of hundreds of battles. He immediately knew something was wrong. He fell backward and grabbed one of his subordinates to block the attack. Then he heard a splashing sound and a warm, slightly fishy liquid splashed on his face.
Knowing that the human shield had worked, Gu Lingfeng heaved a sigh of relief. He faintly heard a soft laugh, like ice and jade colliding, with a hint of disdain and disdain. Then the laughter faded away.
Gu Lingfeng opened his eyes and threw the subordinate's corpse on the ground. Thinking of the contempt in the laughter, he could not help but be angered. He turned around and roared at his subordinates, "What are you looking at? Chase!"
The golden-clothed royal guards remained silent, looking at him strangely. Gu Lingfeng still wanted to scold him, but he suddenly felt his shoulder stiffen. He reached out and touched it, and a piece of flesh fell off.
Gu Lingfeng's expression changed. He looked to the side and saw that his shoulder had been charred. He knew that he had fallen into a trap. This person was also a ruthless person. He quickly pulled out his sword, and with a flash of sword light, a large piece of flesh flew out from his shoulder.
"Continue chasing half! Send the other half back to the capital for treatment! " Gu Lingfeng clutched his shoulder and looked back with hatred. He stared at the changing shadows in the depths of the dense forest. "I remember your voice! One day, I'll make you pay for this! "
= = =
"Sigh, why can't I hit this damn fish?" Meng Fuyao rolled up her trousers and stood barefoot beside a mountain stream. She used a wooden fork made of a tree branch to stab the fish. "What a waste of my 180 beautiful stabs!"
The group walked for a day. When dusk came, they chose a higher mountain stream to rest. Ji Yu and the others went hunting. Meng Fuyao, who never liked to sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor, volunteered to catch fish, but she had yet to catch anything.
Lord Ingot folded his arms in front of his chest and squatted on a rock, waiting for the result of Meng Fuyao's 181 stabs.
Zhan Beiye leaned against a boulder and chewed on a slightly sweet grass root. He stared at Fuyao's fair, slender calves and delicate ankles. He had stared at them so many times that Fuyao noticed him. She unceremoniously scooped up a fork of water from the stream and splashed it all over Zhan Beiye.
Zhan Beiye raised his eyebrows and threw away the grass root, striding over. Meng Fuyao got into a fighting stance, but he took the fork from her and said, "This fish is a specialty of our Tiansha Mountain. It's especially slippery. You won't be able to hit it."
"Go back and put on your shoes and socks. It's cold in the morning and evening, so don't catch a cold."
Only then did Meng Fuyao realize that he was afraid of her catching a cold. She was stunned for a moment, then awkwardly put on her shoes and socks. She watched as Zhan Beiye casually stirred the water with his fork, making it muddy. The fish could not breathe and had no choice but to float to the surface. Once they did, they were caught by Zhan Beiye. Some of the fish leaped onto the rocks, and even Lord Ingot took the opportunity to step on one with his claws. The fish immediately pounced on the fish with its claws and pinned it down, turning its head and laughing arrogantly at Meng Fuyao.
Meng Fuyao muttered resentfully, "So this is the origin of fishing in troubled waters. How is it that a prince like you is so familiar with survival in the wild?"
"During the war with the Moro Tribe, I once led my troops into the hinterland of the Moro Tribe and chased their Great General King through the mountains until he committed suicide." Zhan Beiye grinned, revealing his sparkling white teeth. "At that time, I didn't have any supplies or food. When I was the most hungry, I caught a snake and shared its skin with them. I've done all sorts of things like stealing bird eggs, catching wild hares, finding wild fruits, and catching fish. The soldiers are all tired, so there's no reason for them to serve me anymore."
"Now I know why the leader of the Heaven Fiend Gold is always ranked below you." Meng Fuyao started a fire and added dried twigs to it. "A leader who uses his subordinates to set up traps and use his subordinates to block knives for him will never be able to reach the pinnacle of being a king."
"Gu Lingfeng has always treated me as his rival, but I only treated him like a fart." Zhan Beiye laughed heartily. "Ah, it stinks."
Meng Fuyao laughed out loud, but stopped halfway. She grabbed some fallen leaves and twigs beside her to stoke the fire. She stared at the bonfire silently, her eyes moist and black, like a pair of crystal pearls that hid countless emotions.
"Be careful!"
Zhan Beiye suddenly reached out and snatched the 'dried branch' from her hand. With a twist of his fingers, a bone-cracking sound broke the silence. Only then did Fuyao snap out of her daze. Looking at it in shock, she realized that it was actually a poisonous snake. It had a flat head and was grayish-brown with faint green stripes. Mixed in with the fallen leaves on the ground, it actually looked like a real snake.
Zhan Beiye threw the dead snake away and immediately pulled her hand over to examine it. "Are you hurt? How could you be so careless? "
His tone was reproachful, and he looked at her hand over and over again, his expression anxious. The light from the fire shone on his face, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, glistening in the night. Zhan Beiye, who had been through many battles, talked, and led thousands of troops as if they were nothing, actually broke out in a cold sweat when he saw a snake in her hand.
Feeling slightly guilty, Fuyao subconsciously retracted her hand and forced a smile. "I'm fine, I'm fine."
"Fuyao," Zhan Beiye looked at her in silence. "When I passed by Yao City, I heard that Tiecheng left with you. Why isn't he by your side now?"
"I sent him on another mission," Fuyao answered slowly. "He'll come after me after he's done."
"What mission is more important than protecting you?" Zhan Beiye did not let his guard down. "Tiecheng doesn't seem like someone who would leave you."
"I ordered him to go, that's all," Fuyao answered concisely and turned her head away.
"Why?" Zhan Beiye was determined to break the ice.
"No reason!" Fuyao could not take it anymore and shouted angrily, "I'm happy!"
Zhan Beiye did not say anything, nor did he get angry. He just stared at her silently. Fuyao felt a little regretful after scolding him. She glanced at him and sniffled. "Uh, sorry, I'm a little tired."
"Fuyao, you're not happy," Zhan Beiye suddenly interrupted. Zhan Beiye suddenly interrupted her. "From the first time I saw you on the cliff, I felt that there was something wrong with you. What happened?"
Fuyao opened her mouth. What was going on? Nothing happened. She just met someone, and as long as he existed, she would meet him sooner or later. There was nothing wrong with meeting him earlier.
She sighed, feeling a little sad. Zhan Wangye was such a heroic man, yet he was so meticulous in certain areas. She did not know that Zhan Beiye's meticulousness had its limits. For example, Ya Lanzhu would never be able to enjoy the fineness of a strand of hair.
But if she asked Zhan Beiye about it, it would be the same as confessing to him what was on her mind. It would inevitably make him sad and embarrassed.
"It has something to do with Zhangsun Wuji, right?" She did not speak, but Zhan Beiye spoke himself. His tone was slightly lonely, but he was still smiling. "You've always been abnormal only because of him."
Fuyao's heart skipped a beat as she looked up at him. Zhan Beiye was focused on roasting fish. He looked up at her and smiled. "Why are you looking at me? Are you afraid that I'll get hurt? Sigh, I'm comforted that you have such intentions. "
"I'm not!" Fuyao declared solemnly. "I've said before that I have no improper thoughts about either of you. What I hope for the most is for you to walk your own path, while I walk mine."
"It's just that we have improper thoughts about you." Zhan Beiye smiled brightly. "When I think about how Zhangsun Wuji was rejected like me, I feel better. Sigh, Fuyao, if you want to reject us, then reject us together. But you have to be persistent, or I won't let you off."
"Forget it." She smiled helplessly. "I sent Tie Cheng to escort Princess Fu Lian to Zhongzhou. I accidentally saved her when she was being robbed by bandits."
"Fo Lian?" Zhan Beiye frowned. "Feng Jingfan? The youngest Fourteenth Princess of the Xuanji Kingdom? The one who's said to have been born with a lotus? "
"You know her too?" Fuyao looked at him and suddenly remembered that if Fo Lian was Zhangsun Wuji's fiancée, why didn't Zhan Beiye, a member of the Tiansha Imperial Family, know about it?
"I don't really know her, but I've heard of her," Zhan Beiye replied casually. "What's she doing in Zhongzhou?"
Fuyao bit her lip and hesitated. "She said that she's Zhangsun Wuji's fiancée, and she's there to visit him."
"Fiancée?" Zhan Beiye was stunned, and the roasted fish in his hand almost fell into the fire. "Why haven't I heard of that … Ah, no!"
"Why?" Fuyao stared at him nervously.
"Now that you mention it, I remember that Zhangsun Wuji was engaged when he was in his teens. I heard that he even gave her a Map of Xuanji, which contained the art of war. But I haven't heard anything else since then. If he was really engaged, he should have gotten married long ago. Why hasn't he gotten married yet?"
Zhan Beiye suddenly flared up. "Great, Zhangsun Wuji has a wife, and he even swore that he's devoted to you?"
While Meng Fuyao remained silent, Lord Ingot suddenly leaped over and crawled between the two of them. He patted his chest, spanked his buttocks, and made a vow to the heavens. Zhan Beiye and Meng Fuyao stared at Lord Ingot with furrowed brows, unsure of what he was trying to say. Lord Ingot realized that it was impossible to communicate with a duck, so he anxiously raised his head to look for his snack box, only to realize that he had not replenished his snack box. In a moment of desperation, he reached out to pluck the fur on his buttocks, intending to spell it out for Meng Fuyao to see. After much difficulty, he managed to spell out the word 'no'. Meng Fuyao shifted her sore buttocks and said, "Rat, by the time you're done, the sky will be bright and the fur on your buttocks will be bald. For the sake of my sleep and your precious fur, just forget it."
She flipped over and lay down by the bonfire. Zhan Beiye waited for her to fall asleep before taking off his outer robe and carefully covering her.
Lord Ingot carefully kept the four strands of fur that he had wasted and held them in his paws. He sat on a rock in sorrow and loneliness, looking at the crescent moon in the sky. After a long time, he let out a long sigh due to the lack of communication.
"Squeak …"
As the night deepened, all living things gradually fell asleep.
Ji Yu and the ten elites of the Black Wind Cavalry were sleeping in a semicircle, facing the dense forest and protecting Zhan Beiye and Meng Fuyao in the middle. Meng Fuyao was sleeping on a bluestone. Behind the bluestone was a pool of water and behind it was an insurmountable cliff. This was the campsite that Zhan Beiye had meticulously chosen. With its back against the cliff, it could repel enemies from three directions and was the safest.
After a long day of traveling, everyone was exhausted and slept soundly.
The crescent moon was like a hook, projecting a pale green light into the center of the ripples in the pool. There were faint ripples in the center of the ripples as they swept away.
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