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He handed a branch with a fish to Ji Xun, who took it and took a small bite. His elegant demeanor made others feel inferior.
As a young master of the same country, Zhong Xue seemed to lack the calmness and ease that Ji Xun possessed. He resembled a fine jade, reflecting a luminous glow under the moonlight—so beautiful, so serene, that one couldn't help but want to draw closer.
Perhaps having watched him for too long, San Chun felt somewhat embarrassed. She cleared her throat and asked, "Do you know who sent the assassin?"
Ji Xun nodded. There were many in Zhao Palace who wanted him dead. Taking another bite of the fish, he squinted his eyes; her words were indeed true—this was the best fish he had ever tasted.
After another bite, he said, "Just Zhao Palace's young master."
It was well known that Zhao Wang had many sons. Whenever he desired a son, the queen would immediately understand and bear him one. Whether it was a son or daughter, or even something unexpected, these matters seemed destined. Zhao Wang was indeed fortunate, with so many sons that they could fill a basket. However, having many sons wasn't necessarily a good thing; with more sons came more troubles, and some might vie for power and drag the entire family into chaos.
As he spoke, he lifted his head. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting varying shades of light upon him, creating an indescribable beauty.
San Chun felt her heart racing. Gathering her courage, she asked, "Do you have someone you love?"
Ji Xun smiled slightly. "Yes."
"What is she like?"
He pondered for a moment. "She is very beautiful and has a good character; however, she cannot sew or cook, lacks manners, and is not favored by her elders. Moreover... she has been gone for many years."
She rested her chin on her hand as she listened to him speak, feeling both amused and helpless. Could such a woman really get married?
She asked, "How did she die?"
"Die on the battlefield."
"Can women go to the battlefield?"
"Others may not be able to, but if it's her, then it's possible." Yan Dan is the most extraordinary woman and also the smartest; there is nothing she cannot achieve if she sets her mind to it.
San Chun couldn't help but sigh, "The person is already dead; you should forget."
"I can't forget." Ji Xun pointed to his chest, "She is here, in my heart, I have married her." As he spoke, his beautiful brows slightly raised, and a hint of a smile lingered on his lips, yet that smile could not hide his sadness. It must be that person was his beloved; even if he couldn't marry her while alive, he would still want to be with her in death.
Suddenly, she felt a twinge of jealousy towards that woman. Clearly, she was just like her; she was also very beautiful and had a good personality. She couldn't sew or cook and didn't understand etiquette. But why was there no man who was infatuated with her?
Unknowingly, they had been sitting together for a long time. As the sun began to set in the west, San Chun drank some river water, picked at her teeth for a while, and then packed her bag to head into the city with Ji Xun.
As a young master of a nation, he surprisingly had no attendants with him and did not take a carriage. When asked about it, Ji Xun merely smiled slightly, "Today is her birthday; I only want to be alone."
San Chun nodded; it turned out he had been standing by the river to pay his respects.
She didn't understand why this young master insisted on sending her home. After thinking for a moment, she could only come up with one explanation: he must have taken a liking to her. She was initially overjoyed but caught a glimpse of her reflection in the river and realized she was no longer what she used to be. Unless he had a particular fondness for dirt, it was indeed rare for him to fancy her scarred forehead and sunburnt face.
Ji Xun feared that assassins might come again and needed her protection; this reasoning seemed plausible. However, after waiting for a long time, the assassins still did not appear, which was truly concerning.
San Chun frowned, mourning the lost opportunity to protect him once more.
Upon returning to the military camp with Young Master Ji Xun, Lu Shuchang indeed did not punish her but strictly ordered that she should not go out again and forbade her from riding horses to avoid losing money if something went wrong.
San Chun was very unhappy and had hoarded all the coins that were originally meant for him. After all, she felt he wouldn't be able to repay them anyway, so naturally, she had to fulfill his needs.
Lu Shuchang was willing to let her go, not only because of Ji Xun, but also because she had presented a set of homemade horse gear. Recently, Lu Shuchang had been troubled about training the cavalry, and upon seeing this item, he immediately became delighted and praised her for her significant contribution.
When Chengyang Jun received this news, he was also very pleased and promptly issued rewards.
As he watched box after box of valuables being brought in, San Chun was so happy that she nearly burst into tears. She secretly praised Chengyang Jun for being generous to his subordinates, much better than that stingy Feng Lingjun.
Hearing that Chengyang Jun was the wealthiest Lord Jun, with such enormous military expenses coming solely from his pocket, it was no wonder the army obeyed him. However, she couldn't help but wonder where all that money came from.
Starting the next day, the army began producing horse gear based on San Chun's designs. Craftsmen sought her out to discuss improvements for wartime use. Suddenly, she became a highly sought-after figure in the military.
San Chun felt quite proud of herself and thought she was exceptionally clever. However, she seemed to have miscalculated one thing: her performance would only make Chengyang Jun more reluctant to let her go.
She never considered that Ji Xun would remember their agreement. In some ways, Ji Xun was a man of his word. He intended to ask Chengyang Jun for her and genuinely went to do so.
When she received the order to be summoned by Chengyang Jun, she had no idea what was happening and secretly thought it might be about the horse incident that Lu Shuchang had reported.
Upon seeing Young Master Ji Xun sitting beside Chengyang Jun, she immediately began to hesitate about whether to go with him or wait for Qing.
Well, she did have a bit of a wandering heart; seeing beauty made her forget her friends. But who could blame her? This Young Master Ji Xun was quite to her liking. Biting her lip as she looked at Chengyang Jun, she waited for his judgment, feeling anxious inside.
Chengyang Jun scrutinized her for over twenty seconds before coldly asking, "Are you Chun?"
"Yes."
She suddenly felt a tingling sensation on her scalp; he was acting as if he didn't recognize her, leaving her momentarily unsure of his thoughts.
Zhong Xue stared for a while longer, seemingly satisfied before shifting her gaze and asking Ji Xun, "What do you find appealing about this person?"
Ji Xun smiled faintly, "It's nothing special, just a matter of eye affinity."
Zhong Xue replied coolly, "What if I also find this person quite appealing?"
Ji Xun was taken aback, "I have heard that Chengyang Jun is magnanimous; could it be that even a soldier must compete with me?"
"What if I truly want to compete?" Zhong Xue smirked, her expression somewhat disdainful.
This look thoroughly infuriated Ji Xun. He had a gentle nature and was not one to hold grudges. However, Chengyang Jun's attitude reminded him of a painful incident from years ago in the State of Chu.
It was the day she was leaving Chu; just before getting into the carriage, she suddenly leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Yesterday was wonderful; thank you for the rain and dew."
His heart felt as if it had been struck heavily; yesterday he... had not seen her at all.
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