Bai Qingqing stared at him for a long time, then opened her red lips.

"it is good."

This response was like a breeze in spring, gently blowing through Yu Nansheng's heart and making him feel overwhelmed.

"My name is Yu Nansheng, you...wait for me."

Yu Nansheng's eyes were firm and ardent, as if he wanted to imprint this promise deeply into Bai Qingqing's heart.

Afterwards, Yu Nansheng left the bottom of the cliff.

……

At this time, the streets and alleys of Qi were filled with anxiety and panic. The panic spread like a plague, devouring people's hearts.

The sad news of the prince's death was spreading everywhere, as if a dark cloud was covering the sky over the entire State of Qi, making everyone feel like a huge rock was pressing on their hearts.

In the city of Dongdu, people were whispering to each other and the air was filled with cries of grief.

"I heard that the prince is missing on the battlefield. He is probably dead. What should we do?"

An old man has a wrinkled face and sighs with worry.

"Now that the enemy is approaching, we are afraid that the State of Qi will perish." The middle-aged man next to him had a sad face and his eyes were full of despair.

Meanwhile, in the imperial palace, the emperor sitting on the dragon throne was looking extremely worried and haggard.

Faced with the aggressive enemy, he wanted to make his brother's daughter a princess, hand her over to the enemy and actively seek peace.

The ministers bowed their heads and said nothing. Even if some of them objected in their hearts, they did not dare to speak out easily. The court was in a dead silence.

Inside the Princess' Palace, she sat in front of the dressing table, tears streaming down her face.

One drop after another dripped onto the gorgeous skirt.

The maids beside her were also sobbing, not knowing how to comfort her.

The entire State of Qi fell into chaos and despair, and the people were in panic, not knowing what their future would be.

On the streets and alleys, everyone's eyes are filled with confusion and fear.

At this moment, a man on horseback galloped in from outside the city gate, his horse's hooves raising clouds of dust, and headed straight for the palace, attracting the attention of everyone on the street.

At the palace gate, the guards instantly crossed their spears and stopped the intruders.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the palace!" a guard shouted.

Upon hearing this, the man on horseback slowly took off his bamboo hat, revealing his handsome face, and said in a clear voice: "I am the prince of Qi, Yu Nansheng!"

When these words were spoken, the guards were all shocked, their eyes widened, and they looked at the person in front of them in disbelief.

"Really... is it really His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" A guard's voice trembled, his face full of surprise and excitement.

The surprise was like the dawn, instantly dispelling the haze.

Yu Nansheng's eyes were sharp, "Quickly get out of the way, I want to see my father."

The guards quickly put away their spears and respectfully made way.

Yu Nansheng kicked the horse's belly and the horse galloped again, heading towards the depths of the palace, leaving the guards behind talking excitedly.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is back, Qi is saved!"

……

In the court, he stood upright, facing the one sitting high on the dragon throne, and shouted:

"Father, Qi does not need anyone to become a tool for peace! The people of Qi will never be slaughtered by others!"

His voice was sonorous and powerful, and it echoed in the court.

Afterwards, he immediately set about reorganizing his troops, summoning his old subordinates, thoroughly investigating spies, training new soldiers, preparing food and fodder, and finally going to the battlefield again.

On the day of departure, the people of the capital lined the streets to see him off.

Yu Nansheng rode on a tall horse, his eyes determined, and shouted:

"I swear here! I swear to protect the mountains and rivers of Qi until my death. I will not return until I win! I will not die until I win!"

The voice is passionate and shocking.

"Long live His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" The people shouted one after another to see him off.

The shout was like thunder, resounding through the sky.

On the battlefield, Yu Nansheng still led the troops, commanded with confidence and used ingenious strategies.

This time, he seemed to be assisted by God. The enemy was in deep trouble from time to time due to insufficient food and fodder supply caused by sudden heavy rain and snow.

Yu Nansheng seized every opportunity, attacked decisively, wielded his spear, and led his soldiers to fight bravely, forcing the Liao army to retreat step by step, like a god of war descending.

For three years and five months, under his leadership, the Qi army was unstoppable and won battle after battle.

In the end, the Liao army was completely driven out of the Qi territory and successfully recovered all the occupied homeland.

When the news reached the capital, the whole country celebrated this hard-earned victory, with people singing and dancing in the streets.

The people shouted excitedly.

"We have won! Long live Qi! Long live His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Yu Nansheng stood at the highest point of the city wall. Even though his armor was soaked with blood, he was already celebrating with his people in his heart.

Tong Huanyou also burst into tears when watching this scene: (Wow, I think of those 14 years in my country...)

However, he didn't know that in every battle he fought, on top of that high mountain, a streak of white was quietly watching him, witnessing his every victory and glory.

When the imperial edict to return to the capital came from the Eastern Capital, he quickly mounted his horse, pulled the reins and galloped in the opposite direction, with unstoppable joy on his face.

After arriving at Lingya and standing on the cliff with his personal soldiers to mourn the soldiers who died in the battle, he climbed down to the bottom of the cliff without hesitation.

When he saw the familiar courtyard again, his heart beat faster and faster. He walked in quickly without closing the door.

In the small courtyard, the white figure was facing away from her, seemingly tending to some flowers and plants.

Yu Nansheng's footsteps seemed to startle her, and she slowly turned around.

When their eyes met, time seemed to stand still.

Bai Qingqing still had that peaceful smile on her face, her voice as gentle as water: "Are you back?"

Yu Nansheng's eyes were a little wet, his voice trembled, full of endless longing: "I'm back to pick you up."

The warm afternoon sun shone through two steep cliffs onto them, interweaving their shadows and bringing them closer.

Tong Huanyou wiped away another tear: (Too romantic!)

After bringing Bai Qingqing back to Dongdu, he found the most beautiful and quiet place outside the imperial palace and settled her there.

The Yuanshan Mansion is surrounded by green trees, colorful flowers, and a clear stream meanders through it, making it look like a paradise.

As soon as he finished dealing with the affairs of the court, Yu Nansheng couldn't wait to come here.

He would personally select gorgeous clothes for Bai Qingqing, and then they would walk out of the mansion together to tour the mountains and rivers.

Sometimes, they would climb to the top of a mountain and overlook the mountains and the vast land below.

When the breeze blows, Bai Qingqing's hair flutters gently. Yu Nansheng will gently push her hair behind her ears, and they will smile at each other.

Sometimes, they would stroll along the tranquil lakeside, with the sparkling water reflecting their figures.

Yu Nansheng would pick the most beautiful flowers by the lake, gently put them in Bai Qingqing's hair, and praise her for being more beautiful than flowers.

In the autumn maple forest, the red leaves were like fire. They walked side by side, and the fallen leaves rustled under their feet.

Yu Nansheng would tell her thrilling stories on the battlefield, and Bai Qingqing would listen quietly.

After the winter snow, the world is covered in silver. They will build snowmen and have snowball fights together, and their laughter will echo in the snow.

From then on, he never called himself "Gu" in front of Bai Qingqing, but called himself "I".

They saw many mountains and rivers, and every landscape left traces of their gradual love.

Like a poem of time, it writes about their beauty.

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