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After living here for a while, she seemed to have grown fond of this place. Lying on the straw and gazing at the sky, she felt a sense of tranquility wash over her.
After visiting a few times, she suddenly noticed that someone had been there. The straw pillow she made had been turned around, and the grass mat beneath her feet seemed to have been kicked by someone. If it weren't for her habit of sleeping with her head facing north, she might not have noticed.
Curious, she sneaked over the next day to check it out and found Chengyang Jun lying in her pit, resting his head on her pillow, covered with her clothes. He looked so relaxed and carefree.
She gritted her teeth and thought to herself, "What a peculiar person Chengyang Jun is, coming to her place for no reason."
Feeling like an intruder in her own space, she decided not to return to that pit again. Each time she went out of the city, she only dared to stroll along the Fen Shui River.
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It was a sunny day when San Chun rode out of the city early in the morning. Perhaps it was because she was particularly well-dressed today; many people looked at her along the way. She felt quite pleased with herself; even if she had changed her appearance, her figure was still exceptionally attractive.
Upon reaching the Fen Shui River, she suddenly saw a man standing in her favorite fishing spot.
He was tall and stood motionless by the riverbank, his back facing her. His robe was pure white and spotless, as if even the sunlight hesitated to cast mottled shadows upon him. His hair was jet black, accentuating the poetic sheen of his pearl-white neck beneath his bun. His back was straight, embodying a powerful resilience akin to the tall poplars nearby.
She had never seen a man more graceful than him; a radiant beauty emanated from his face that stirred something within her heart.
She recognized him from previous encounters—once at Fengling Jun's Residence and once at a tavern; this was their third meeting. Although he was several steps away and not clearly visible, she could see the melancholy on his face and sensed a deep sadness in his eyes. Suddenly… she felt afraid, afraid that he might drift away or leap into the Fen Shui River…
Was he contemplating suicide?
For some reason, this thought crossed her mind. She quickly jumped off her horse and rushed towards him, wanting to embrace him. But then she realized how abrupt that would be and sighed softly: "Young Master, do you know that if you were to die right now, it would mean you are flying above while your money is in someone else's hands and your wife is in another's bed…"
Ji Xun gazed at the rushing Fen Shui River, feeling a moment of confusion. If someone were dead and their bones were gone, what meaning would life hold for them? It might be cleaner to just jump into the river.
He only thought about it but didn't genuinely want to jump. Hearing someone speak made him turn around and see a person dressed in Wei Army attire smiling at him—a smile that felt strangely familiar.
His mood suddenly brightened; thinking about what she said made it even more amusing. He couldn't help but smile and replied, "What brings you to say such things, brother?"
His smile was so pure, like a snow lotus on the mountain, bringing a refreshing coolness to the heart. It felt very comfortable and invigorating.
San Chun felt a tremor in her heart, taking a moment to pull back her wandering thoughts, and said with a smile, "This is indeed a profound saying. Young Master, do you know that taking one's life is a great taboo? If you die now, you will gain nothing and only benefit those who hate you."
"Oh?" Ji Xun raised an eyebrow, his brows smiling, and his clear eyes were also smiling loyally. He liked this person; even though he was dark and looked rather ugly, he gave off an exceptionally comfortable feeling.
San Chun did not notice the change in his expression and continued, "Think about your vast wealth and your beautiful wife. If you die, your wife will become mine." At this point, she suddenly remembered that she seemed to have forgotten to ask and hurriedly added, "Are you married?"
Ji Xun smiled, "Not yet."
San Chun chuckled without feeling embarrassed at all; it seemed there was even a hint of joy in her heart. She urged, "If you're not married, you must have wealth. Just by looking at you, it's clear you're a rich man; surely you wouldn't want to give away your vast fortune to someone else?"
Ji Xun looked at her and suddenly had a thought: this person is really adorable! With this thought, he found it amusing how he could feel such a strong affection for someone he had just met.
He couldn't help but smile, "Indeed."
San Chun continued to persuade him earnestly, "If others take your wealth from you, would you still be willing to die?"
He laughed again, "No."
She sighed in relief and pulled him away from the riverbank, not allowing him to take another step toward it.
Ji Xun kept looking at her; the way she carefully protected him filled his heart with warmth. He couldn't help but ask her, "Who are you?"
She proudly lifted her chin, "Wei Army San Chun."
Ji Xun was surprised and examined her closely. He saw that she was wearing a military uniform with the hem tucked into a leather belt around her waist. She wore a pair of leather boots that looked quite new as if she had only worn them for a few days. Her black hair was neatly styled into a bun on top of her head with a blue ribbon hanging down along her cheeks. Although she was in military attire, her demeanor did not resemble that of a soldier.
His gaze wandered over her body and glanced at the horse she was holding; it appeared to be a Warhorse, tall and sturdy. However, what caught his attention were the ropes tied around the horse's body. Two thick ropes hung down from Horseback, forming a loop at the horse's belly that was just right for placing a foot in.
This thing is rarely seen on horseback, and he was quite curious, pointing at the lasso, "What is this used for?"
"It's for lassoing," San Chun demonstrated with her foot, looking rather proud.
This was indeed a recent invention. In the Seven Kingdoms, wars were mostly fought using chariots, with only the Qin State having a small number of cavalry. The Wei Kingdom had been dedicated to building cavalry units in recent years, purchasing many horses from the Turkic people and training soldiers in mounted archery. Recently, she had seen cavalry galloping in the training grounds, and there were often people who accidentally fell off their horses.
With nothing else to do, she thought of solving this problem. She found a rope and placed a piece of leather on the saddle; unexpectedly, when the two sides connected, it worked quite well and felt stable while riding. At least she had never fallen off her horse.
Today, she had also ridden out of the military camp on a whim; now she thought that those passersby were probably not looking at her but at her horse.
Ji Xun was also very interested, holding the lasso and examining it for a long time. Although it was simple to make, its practicality was quite strong. She didn't expect there to be such talent in the Wei Kingdom's army.
As the two were talking, they suddenly heard a rustling sound behind them, accompanied by the sound of metal.
San Chun was startled and instinctively pushed Ji Xun aside while leaping back herself. She drew her sword from her waist and thrust it upward just as an incoming weapon collided with it. In a flash of lightning and thunder, they heard a loud clang; it turned out that the opponent's bronze sword had been chipped.
She was momentarily stunned as the assassin charged forward again, targeting not her but Ji Xun beside her.
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