"Prince," Yang Meiniang called out to the absent-minded Qi Yuntian in dissatisfaction.
"My beloved, what's the matter?" Qi Yuntian quickly snapped out of his thoughts when he heard Meiniang calling him.
"I've been calling you several times, and you didn't pay any attention," Meiniang's eyes and brows danced with an indescribable charm. But it didn't catch Qi Yuntian's attention; his mind was often filled with the beautiful image of Po Jun from that night.
"Hehe... I apologize, it was my fault. Beloved, how about you punish me?" Qi Yuntian said tenderly to Yang Meiniang, but he couldn't feel the same depth of affection for her as he did for Po Jun.
"In that case, punish my lord by playing the qin for me," Yang Meiniang requested with a coquettish smile.
"Alright," Qi Yuntian readily agreed to Meiniang's request, getting up and sitting in front of the qin. He gently plucked the strings to tune them and produced a clear "ding-dong" sound. After tuning the instrument, Qi Yuntian focused on playing the qin.
Meanwhile, Yang Meiniang gracefully danced as the sound of the qin filled the air. Her figure fluttered like a colorful butterfly, and for a moment, the music and the dance merged into a perfect painting.
While playing the qin with his eyes closed, Qi Yuntian remembered how he used to teach Po Jun to play, seeing Po Jun's pale face as if he had seen a ghost. However, Po Jun reluctantly sat at the qin, deliberately breaking the strings, thinking that he wouldn't have to practice anymore. When I had someone bring over hundreds of qins, Po Jun looked mournful and dared not express his anger.
Yang Meiniang put away her sleeves, her gaze filled with a maliciousness that didn't match her appearance. But when Qi Yuntian opened his eyes, her gaze transformed into deep affection. "My lord seems to have something on his mind?" She was truly a perceptive woman, able to discern his expressions.
"My beloved, you are so clever. I do have something on my mind," Qi Yuntian smiled gently. His deep and warm voice rose softly, "During the morning court, your father recommended me to be stationed in the northern frontier."
Yang Meiniang furrowed her delicate brows, surprised as she exclaimed, "Father wants you to go to the northern frontier?"
Qi Yuntian nodded, not understanding why he had agreed so readily at that time. He even brought Po Jun along, and seeing Po Jun's unwilling expression in the court made Qi Yuntian unhappy.
Qi Yuntian's slender fingers gently caressed a pure white peony as he deep in thought.
Yang Meiniang gazed infatuatedly at the man who looked like a heavenly god, but when her eyes met the peony in Qi Yuntian's hand, a fleeting and ungraspable malice flashed by, disappearing in an instant.
"Can my lord take me along?" Yang Meiniang stubbornly tugged at Qi Yuntian's sleeve and swung it back and forth. Her rosy lips were raised high, as if she could carry a few pounds of pork.
"My beloved, if you are willing to accompany me, then of course," Qi Yuntian was slightly surprised. After all, Meiniang had been raised in seclusion since she was young, and the northern frontier was a land of endless winds and sands. It would be difficult for her if she went there.
"Naturally, my lord. Don't forget that I am your companion in all circumstances," Yang Meiniang actually desired to go to that desolate place, but she was worried about Qi Yuntian going alone.
Without saying a word, Qi Yuntian pulled her into his embrace, gently rubbing his chin against the top of her head.
"Ah... my lord," Meiniang exclaimed in surprise and then obediently leaned against Qi Yuntian's embrace. She enjoyed the tenderness that only she could have, and in her heart, Meiniang secretly vowed that this man would always belong to her, and no one should think of taking him away. In an instant, her delicate hand twisted and crushed the peony that had been touched by Qi Yuntian, and drops of crimson petals fell to the ground together.
Grand Minister's Residence, a beautiful courtyard with flowing water and a small bridge. Numerous artificial hills adorned the scene, creating a picturesque view. However, the tranquility was shattered by a voice, and people couldn't help but sigh with regret.
"Grand Minister, this person must be eliminated as he is a menace," a cunning-looking man with sly eyes and a devious expression spoke indignantly. This man was none other than Zhang Huaide, whom Po Jun likened to a rat.
"Indeed, I wish to do so as well, but his contributions to the state are undeniable. I thought the rumors might be true, but now that his wife is expecting, all those baseless accusations have been debunked. It's not easy to get rid of him," Yang Yan said, his frustration evident. He also wished to eliminate Qi Yuntian, but it wasn't as simple as it seemed.
"Grand Minister, if we can't do it openly, we can do it in secret," Zhang Huaide suggested, making a gesture at his neck.
"No, think about who Po Jun is. If such a method was feasible, do you think I would need you to suggest it?" Yang Yan waved his sleeve, displaying a hint of helplessness on his aged face.
"Grand Minister, today is different from before," Zhang Huaide appeared confident.
"Oh, haha..." Yang Yan was momentarily perplexed but exchanged a glance with Zhang Huaide before bursting into laughter. Shortly after, Yang Yan fell into contemplation once again, puzzled by why Qi Yuntian had readily agreed to go to the northern frontier.
"Grand Minister, are you worried about Qi Yunwang going to the northern frontier?" Zhang Huaide observed Yang Yan's expression and spoke with flattery.
"Qi Yunwang and I have never seen eye to eye. Even after marrying my daughter, he hasn't changed. But this time, he unexpectedly complied with my wishes, which puzzles me," Yang Yan stroked his beard in distress.
"Perhaps it's the doing of the Wangfei," Zhang Huaide suggested.
"Hmph, don't mention her," Yang Yan shook his sleeve in annoyance, resenting the fact that his two daughters hadn't done anything for him. They all favored outsiders, living up to the saying, 'Once married, the father is no longer needed.'"
"Grand Minister, please don't be angry. I believe the Empress and the Wangfei are not unfilial," Zhang Huaide tried to please Yang Yan, thinking that there shouldn't be any lasting grudge between father and daughters.
Yang Yan's thoughts shifted, no longer wanting to dwell on the matter of his daughters. With a low and aged voice, he spoke, "It's for the best. With Qi Yuntian gone, I can act more freely."
"Grand Minister, your wisdom is unmatched," Zhang Huaide quickly flattered.
"Haha... hahaha..." Yang Yan laughed triumphantly.
While an elegant courtyard stood with its beauty intact, the scene was disrupted by people discussing shocking matters.
General Qi, once again, would stir up a storm, where fame, power, and authority would drive people crazy, causing them to lose their morality and loyalty.
The barracks were arranged in an orderly manner, with soldiers from various units appearing relaxed in the open space. However, appearances can be deceiving. Each unit was diligently carrying out their tasks, maintaining a well-organized state.
"General, a messenger from Prince Qi has come to deliver a message. They request the presence of Po Jun at the residence for an important matter," the messenger brought the news that gave me a headache. I sat in the main tent, supporting my forehead with one hand.
"You may leave," I impatiently waved my hand.
"Yes, General," the messenger exited the camp. I paced back and forth, wondering why I was summoned so suddenly. My thoughts returned to that night, and I didn't want to see him again because I feared how he would look at me. How would I react when facing him? It all made me anxious.
"Sigh..." a soft and unknown sigh escaped my lips. I adjusted my attire and lifted the curtain, stepping out of the main tent.
"General, your horse is ready," Xiao Liu Zi saw me come out and immediately led my beloved steed to my side. With an adorable face lifted, there was admiration in their eyes.
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I smiled and patted Xiao Liu Zi's head before leaping onto the horse's back. With a gentle kick on its flank, I urged the horse forward, and it galloped like an arrow released from a bowstring.
The wind whipped at my clothes and hair, stirring up my emotions. It also disrupted my heart. If I am not meant to be with him, then why did two individuals from different worlds unexpectedly come together? If it's fate, then it's a mountain I cannot cross.
The Prince's residence gradually came into view. I gathered my scattered thoughts and composed myself, not wanting to appear too eager when facing him.
"General, Prince Yuntian has been waiting for you in the western courtyard for some time," the steward of the residence informed me as soon as he saw me, explaining the situation.
I nodded and replied politely, "Thank you for your patience, Steward Wen."
Steward Wen's aged face revealed a fondness that others couldn't understand. He spoke in a gentle tone, "General, your words are too kind. I don't deserve such praise."
After exchanging a glance with Steward Wen, I smiled without saying a word, and we both averted our gaze.
As always, I stepped into the Prince's residence, familiar with every blade of grass and tree. Surprisingly, the layout of the residence remained the same as it was years ago. There hadn't been a single change. The only significant difference was the presence of a lady of the house. It was ironic that it was because of this lady that I understood my own heart, but it was too late. Too late...
Passing through the winding corridor and several beautifully decorated pavilions, the western courtyard appeared before my eyes. I remembered that several months ago, when I returned victorious, he summoned me here. However, today was different from before—everything had changed.
"Since you've come, why hesitate to enter?" a voice came from within the courtyard, filled with warmth.
I stood outside the courtyard, lost in my thoughts until Qi Yuntian's unique voice broke through the haze, pulling me back to reality. I gathered my thoughts once again, stepping forward into the courtyard.
"Respects to the Master," I knelt down on one knee, bowing respectfully to the man in the exquisite white attire who exuded magnificence.
"Rise," Qi Yuntian furrowed his brows, speaking in a deep and somber tone.
"Thank you, Master," I stood up and stood respectfully to the side, my gaze fixed on the ground like before.
Silence stretched, and neither of us spoke. It seemed like a contest to see who could endure longer, but the tense atmosphere made me uncomfortable. His gaze stared at me without wavering, and I couldn't help but raise my head and look elsewhere.
The agonizing wait made me feel unstable, and every passing second felt like an eternity. This silent competition was undoubtedly won by him, and I swallowed a gulp of saliva. Summoning my courage, I finally asked with an icy voice, "Master, why have you summoned me today?"
Qi Yuntian continued to gaze at me, his eyes deep and unfathomable, emitting an unknown light. I felt helpless, wandering within his gaze. In that moment, I realized my own powerlessness. I longed for his love and tenderness like a woman, and I wanted to say something. But I could only stare wide-eyed as his handsome face magnified before me, almost counting every single long eyelash. The warm touch of his lips burned hotly, igniting every nerve in my brain, leaving me frozen in place as he kissed me. It was only when a soft and supple tongue slipped into my mouth that I regained some sense, and I thought to myself, "What am I doing?"
"Po Jun, don't you know you're supposed to close your eyes at a time like this?" Qi Yuntian withdrew from our kiss, teasingly remarking.
A rush of heat surged to my cheeks, and I exerted a slight force with my hands. Qi Yuntian voluntarily retreated, and he smirked, satisfied with the sight of my blushing face. I couldn't believe that he would also put on such a charming act. My brain's ability to think was once again hindered.
"Since that night, don't you want me to take responsibility?" Qi Yuntian played with my dark hair that hung on his shoulder, intentionally but seemingly indifferent, asking.
I froze, and my ability to think was once again suppressed. Seeing him leaning closer, I discreetly stepped back a few paces. The dark locks that were once in his grasp slipped from his hand.
Qi Yuntian frowned, a hint of annoyance flashing across his face as he looked at his empty hand. It seemed as if he had lost something he cherished dearly. He looked back at me, raising an eyebrow. Dissatisfied, he shifted his gaze to the rare and exotic plants within the courtyard. His deep voice resounded once more, "You already belong to me, and I won't abandon you."
I trembled, biting my lip, my gaze unsteady as I looked at the man who stood beside me. He wouldn't abandon me? In what capacity does he want me to accept this? As a woman or as a general? Oh, Qi Yuntian, throughout your life, you have always considered the well-being of the people. For the sake of the nation, you raised a general. For the stability of the state, you made me marry a woman. Have you ever considered if your arrangements were what I desired? Can your lawful wife accommodate someone like me who isn't a man nor a woman?
I mocked in my heart, feeling an intense pain. Closing my eyes to shut out the reflection of my inner thoughts, he, in his unwillingness to abandon me, stirred my heart. Yet, my pride refused to accept his affection as a gift. In this moment, with a cold tone, I replied, "I, too, am a man. As for that absurdity from that night, Master, there's no need to worry. I am deeply grateful for your life-saving grace."
Qi Yuntian turned his head in surprise, looking at me. I raised my head, meeting his gaze defiantly. Clenching my fists tightly, I refused to show any weakness.
"Since that's the case, you may leave. Prepare yourself, and in seven days, we will depart for the northern frontier," Qi Yuntian said indifferently, looking at my expressionless face. Realizing that his previous attitude was too overbearing, he thought that once we arrived in the northern frontier, he would have time to slowly change me.
"I take my leave, Master," I gave a simple salute and quickly departed. It felt as if Qi Yuntian was a venomous beast or a fierce predator, and I feared that delaying even for a moment would result in my demise.
Qi Yuntian gazed deeply at the figure escaping like a fleeing prey, thinking to himself, "Po Jun, in the past, I didn't understand my feelings, so I let you go. But now, I understand my affection for you. Even if you run far away, I will find you. The fate between us has long been destined, hasn't it?"
Recalling their encounter ten years ago, their vows, and their time spent together, a pair of jealous eyes glared at the scene they had just witnessed. "Po Jun, how dare you vie with me for Qi Yuntian. I will ruin your family and destroy everything you hold dear."
Yang Meiniang's slender hand cruelly gripped the delicate snow-white arm of Xiao Lian, poisonous schemes consuming her thoughts. A smile that would make anyone tremble emerged on her exceptionally seductive face.
Xiao Lian, her hand marked with tear stains, bore an expression of unbearable pain on her brow. However, due to the presence of the Prince nearby, she didn't dare utter a word. If the Prince were to discover her eavesdropping, she feared that he would kill her upon their return. So she bit her lip and endured.
General's Mansion, outside the bustling crowd was busy packing their belongings, and the most eye-catching sight was an elderly couple with tears in their eyes, gazing at an elegant and pregnant noblewoman, their reluctance evident.
"Father, mother. Your daughter's departure will be a long one. Please take care of yourselves," Hong Ling couldn't bear to part and shed tears at the thought of leaving her parents behind and embarking on a journey far away with her husband. Her graceful figure evoked sympathy from those who saw her.
"Ling'er, mother's daughter..." Yang Shi burst into tears, unable to speak.
"Alright, why cry? It may be several years before she returns, and it's not certain whether I'll wait until then to retire and return home. We can visit her before that," Hu Jiangling, although reluctant himself, knew that a married daughter was no longer under her mother's care. If his daughter insisted on accompanying her husband to the Northern Frontier without waiting until after giving birth, he would comply.
While father and daughter were reluctant to part, I donned my armor. My gaze searched the army for Deng Zhiwen, and when our eyes met, I turned my head and glanced at Hong Ling and the elderly couple standing in front of the carriage, a headache starting to emerge.
"Report," a messenger soldier made his way through the crowd and approached me.
"Speak," I said coldly.
"General, the Prince is waiting at the North Gate for you to join him."
"Understood," Boneyun, who had been waiting for a long time, could only remain in place, impatiently neighing a few times. Its front hooves incessantly scraped the dust on the ground, and I held the reins with one hand. Leaning down, I whispered gently in Boneyun's ear, and the understanding creature obediently stood still, waiting for my command.
"Alright, my lady, let's not delay any longer. It would be a great offense to keep the Prince waiting. Don't be sad," Hu Jiangling, after all, was the current Prime Minister. He understood the weight of different matters, and I gave him a grateful look.
"Prepare to depart," I commanded loudly, and Boneyun beneath me neighed excitedly. For a moment, the people who were left behind left the departure queue, bidding farewell to me and Hong Ling with tears in their eyes.
I chuckled at Lin'an, seeing how the old folks in their seventies and eighties were crying like children. It wasn't that I lacked sentiment; it was just that the journey to the Northern Frontier was long, and I didn't want to make them travel again.
In the court, I had also discussed with Qi Yuntian the promotion of Yuan Zhigang as the Commander of the Imperial Guards. This person was an exceptional talent. It was not regrettable, but I hadn't expected Qi Yuntian to have such insight. It was just that I was worried that his rapid promotion might invite criticism from the court officials. Now that I was leaving for the Northern Frontier, it could be said to be an opportune time.
"Sob," Yang Shi watched the departing procession, voicing her unease.
"Nonsense, even though they are approaching the border of an enemy country, it is still within our territory. Who would dare to cause trouble? Besides, the Prince is accompanying them. Please rest assured, my lady," Hu Jiangling comforted his wife, understanding her concerns.
I looked at the more than two hundred soldiers behind me. The procession was not overly burdensome, but it attracted the attention of the people, and there were even some ill-intentioned individuals lining the path. Looking at the enthusiastic crowd, I felt satisfied in my heart.
Not far away, the North Gate was bustling with people, including many young girls from well-to-do families. They were probably here to see off Qi Yuntian, but I had no time to observe. The procession moved forward slowly, and I realized that my own entourage might be too small. I couldn't help but shake my head helplessly, wondering if I was going to war or taking up a new post.
I saw that behind Qi Yuntian's horse, there was also a carriage, but it was even more luxurious. I already understood what it meant and didn't want to waste any more words. I said coldly, "Let's not be late, Prince. I hope you won't mind." I spoke to Qi Yuntian without dismounting.
"I understand. I won't blame you," Qi Yuntian's handsome face broke into a gentle smile, causing the young girls who saw it to fall head over heels.
"I wonder when the Prince intends to depart?" I respectfully asked.
"Let's depart now," Qi Yuntian was also exasperated by the people who came to see him off, eager to leave as soon as possible.
"I understand your command," I turned my horse's head and shouted to the neatly lined up soldiers, "Depart!"