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At that time, he still thought he had struck gold, not only having two chests of treasure but also a stunning beauty to enjoy. Unfortunately, once he realized this person was Yan Dan, those fantasies shattered. Her difficulty was, in some respects, no less than Zhong Xue's.
After recounting his experiences, Yan Dan remained silent with her mouth closed. Curiosity bubbled up in him, and he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"
Yan Dan replied, "I'm at a loss for words. Don't you think everything is just too tragic?"
"Is it you or me?"
"Both."
Dong Dong deeply agreed. Just seeing her earlier made him feel that his luck was not good; encountering her meant that a cooked duck would fly away, and it signified that he was destined to lose something. Now, apart from his dignity, he didn't want to lose anything else.
Fortunately, not every woman below was skilled in swordsmanship, nor were they all as difficult to deal with as she was, like those in the Fengling Duke's Residence...
Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he smiled. "Do you think we should collaborate?"
"Collaborate on what?"
"Let's rob the Fengling Duke's Residence before anyone comes back."
Her eyes lit up; this was indeed a good idea. Zhong Xue was so wealthy that she probably wouldn't mind losing a little. She laughed, "I hope we can make a good haul."
"It will definitely be good."
The two laughed heartily and then jumped off the carriage to steal away.
Dong Dong was undoubtedly a master thief, the ancestor among robbers; he could sniff out treasures among a pile of buildings. Since Zhong Xue had passed away, the guards in the residence had long become lax. Even if the guards were strict, who would dare to confront Yan Dan?
Ever since Lord Jun had been gravely injured, she had practically become the steward of the residence, and she was quite temperamental about it. There wasn't a servant who hadn't been scolded by her, so almost everyone instinctively wanted to run when they saw her; some would sneak away at a distance upon spotting her. This made their thieving journey much easier.
They sneaked into the treasure vault, where the items were incredibly abundant. Zhong Xue truly lived up to being the wealthiest Lord Jun; he was so rich that gold and jewels were piled high throughout the house. Since ancient times, beautiful women have captivated hearts with wealth; silver is cold, but when held in hand, it warms the heart. Dong Dong's eyes widened in amazement; as a thief, he selectively filled his bag with valuable items until he could carry no more and reluctantly left.
Yan Dan also took some, knowing that taking without permission is stealing, but who told him to wrong her and be so wealthy?
The two of them walked out with heavy bags; this money was enough for them to find a secluded place to live for the rest of their lives, though the premise certainly wasn't to be together.
As they walked out, they encountered an old, toothless dog that could barely move. Upon seeing them, it didn't even bark, just hung its head limply. It was for this dog that they had helped Zhong Xue, and now that they were leaving, it was the one they felt most reluctant to part with.
Intending to reach out and pet it, he turned around and saw a leopard crouching in a cage. Upon seeing them, it bared its fierce teeth and growled lowly.
Dong Dong exaggeratedly shouted, "Ah, there's a huge female leopard here!"
Yan Dan laughed, "How do you know it's a 'she'?"
"It just gave me a strong look."
"Are you sure?"
"Very sure." Dong Dong sighed because not only did he feel the female leopard's affection for him, but he also saw its owner standing not far away, looking at him with cold eyes that were even more chilling than the leopard's gaze.
What reaction should one have when a dead person suddenly appears before them?
He wanted to faint, but his heart was too strong; instead of fainting, he curiously asked her, "Chengyang Jun isn't dead?"
Yan Dan also saw Zhong Xue standing before them in full attire, his eyes wide open as if he had just been dug up from a tomb.
She shrugged, "Didn't I tell you he wasn't dead?"
Dong Dong confidently replied, "No."
If he wasn't dead, then so be it. She just wanted to know how the owner would react upon discovering that two thieves were about to transfer his money. As a thief, what should she do in response?
She felt embarrassed; after all, she had once been a prince of a nation. Now being reduced to associating with thieves was certainly not something to be proud of.
He cleared his throat and asked, "Why are you back so soon?"
Zhong Xue felt he should have a face full of anger; he had encountered two thieves stealing from him. However, what mattered more to him was her.
"Are you planning to leave?"
"Yes."
He pressed his lips together, feeling a bit lost. "I didn't mean to deceive you. If you're still angry, you can hit me, curse me, do whatever you want."
Dong Dong looked at him in astonishment, unable to believe that Chengyang Jun would say such a thing. If only he could say that to him... He could hit me, curse me, do whatever he wants?
Yan Dan said lightly, "There's no need for that. Forget about what happened back then. Our grievances are settled now. From now on, I won't seek revenge on you; let's just pretend we never knew each other in this lifetime."
Zhong Xue's heart ached. "You remember everything?"
"Yes, I remember how you harmed me and how tragic it was back then. But I also recall how you risked your life to save me in the mountains..." As she thought of the past, she felt a twinge of struggle within her.
Dong Dong listened with confusion and couldn't help but interject, "What are you two talking about?"
"Shut up." They both shouted at him in unison, an unexpected harmony. After yelling, they turned to look at each other again.
Looking at her like this, Zhong Xue's face showed a hint of bitterness. He would rather have returned without knowing anything and hoped that what she said was just a dream. He wished she could forget everything as before; there would be no hatred between them, only endless love.
But reality couldn't be changed; his heart bore witness to that. Everything he had just heard was real. His heart hurt deeply, feeling an overwhelming sense of repression.
He had always thought about how to face Yan Dan when this day came, but it was precisely because he couldn't imagine it that he felt sad inside. During these days lying in bed pretending to be dead, part of it was to confuse those outside, and another part was that he found her presence strange; she seemed to know something, and her gaze towards him was different from before.
That was the standard Yan Dan's gaze, not the naive San Chun who had lived in Niushan Village for two years.
He tried to hold on. "Give me one more chance; I will make it up to you..."
"Do you think it's possible?" she sneered. "It's like someone kills you and then says sorry. Even if I could live again, everything would never be the same."
Zhong Xue wanted to shout, to question her why she was so heartless, forgetting everything? What about his love for her? His ten years of affection—why did she not feel it at all, why did she not cherish it? But he couldn't come forward; as a man, a man with great ambition, should he really kneel down and beg for her pity?
He couldn't do that. Even if he did, it might not win back her heart. Just like when she left back then, so decisively, not even glancing at him.
He was despicable; he had schemed and harmed many people, but his only true heart had been given to her, and it could never be reclaimed in this lifetime.
He smiled; it was rare that he could still smile at this moment. He stepped aside and simply said, "Safe travels."
Yan Dan didn't expect him to be so generous. But he had always been like this; even when troubled, he wouldn't show it on his face. It was like back at Proton Manor when someone slapped his left cheek, he would usually offer his right cheek instead and even ask if they enjoyed it.
But now she didn't want to think deeply about these things; she just wanted to leave, to get far away from him. If they never met again, she wouldn't feel heartache.
After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped. "There's one more thing to tell Lord Jun: my name is San Chun. From now on, just call me San Chun."
Zhong Xue smiled bitterly; it seemed she truly intended to forget everything from before.
Since the master had blocked their way, Dong Dong wisely dropped all the stolen items on the ground and hurried to catch up with her ahead. He asked loudly, "Weren't you called Yan Dan before? What was your name then?"
"Shut up," she shouted.
Dong Dong rubbed his nose; with such a bad temper, it was strange that anyone would like her.
This time they had completely failed due to being discovered by the master. What frustrated them even more was that they had to return the two boxes of jewels for fear of them being stolen from the car. Now they were left with nothing, cleaner than when they arrived. It was like what some saint said: one shouldn't be too greedy; greed will always bring disaster. So now, could they be considered struck by lightning?
However, being able to face Zhong Xue directly to resolve their issues brought her some relief. From now on, she and Zhong Xue would have no ties; that could be seen as a form of liberation.
From now on, she was just San Chun—the San Chun who came from a remote village—not Yan Dan, not Crown Prince Yan's acquaintance, nor the Spring Consort who once knew him.
The two got into the carriage. Dong Dong sat in the driver's seat and asked her, "Where are you going?"
San Chun rolled her eyes, "Don't you have anything better to do than to follow me around?"
Dong Dong snorted. Did he want to follow her? If it weren't for Chengyang Jun suddenly saying, "Follow her, wherever she goes," just as he was about to leave, he would have found somewhere to enjoy himself by now.
"Anyway, you don't know the way," he muttered as he drove the car forward.
San Chun thought about it too; if she relied on herself alone, it would be difficult to reach the Zhao Kingdom.
She didn't want to return to the Yan Kingdom. Although Ju Rong treated her very well, she was not Ju Dan, not his daughter. Moreover, Ju Dan's death was somewhat related to her. In recent days, she had regained her memories, and the day of his death was vividly etched in her mind.
She recalled the intense pain when she was bitten; it seemed that in a daze, her body flew up. Looking down, she saw those wolves still gnawing at her body.
"Am I dead?" she thought, filled with hatred for those beasts that didn't even leave her a complete corpse when she died.
Later, Ji Xun arrived, holding the bloody remains and crying out in anguish. Like a madman, he swung his sword desperately at those beasts. He had several scratches on his body and a bite on his thigh; he seemed oblivious to the pain as he lay down many wolf corpses in no time.
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