Zhan Xiaojun looked at Ning Yecheng.
She said softly, "Ning Yecheng, hurry and agree, Mother is right. I don't want you to be alone. This world seems prosperous, but without anyone by your side, I hope someone can accompany you through this life."
"It's unnecessary," Ning Yecheng said in a deep voice.
He placed the flowers in his hand beside the tombstone.
Lin Ya sighed helplessly at his words, "It's been six years, Yecheng. It's time to let go."
Even though she knew the Xiaojun from the last period was not the real Xiaojun, she still regarded the later Xiaojun as her daughter.
Because she knew very well that the trajectory of her and Lin Jing's lives had changed greatly because of Xiaojun's arrival.
All of this was because of Xiaojun.
She and Lin Jing had already moved on from their grief, but Ning Yecheng had remained unmarried for Xiaojun.
In Yancheng, countless women wanted to marry him, yet he never looked at any of them, truly resolute in his feelings.
Alas!
Loyalty was truly a double-edged sword.
Hearing the word "six years," Zhan Xiaojun's heart felt as if it were being cut by a knife.
Six years had actually passed…
He had faced the mortal world alone for six years…
Her vision blurred.
The scene suddenly changed again.
It was still the initial, endless darkness.
She ran everywhere, trying to find an exit.
She wanted to find Ning Yecheng!
But there was no way out in any direction.
"No, quickly let me out, I want to see Ning Yecheng!"
Her voice echoed.
Still, there was no response.
No, don't let her never see him again!
"No!"
She suddenly woke up.
The familiar bamboo house was still around her.
It was already dawn outside.
The sweet morning air wafted in.
She looked outside the door as if she had lost her soul.
She felt like she had had a very, very long dream, a dream that accompanied Ning Yecheng for several years.
She knew very clearly that it was not a dream, but something that had truly happened.
She could empathize with everything Ning Yecheng had experienced.
In the next few days, she hoped that she could return in her dreams.
However, she never went back again, nor did she ever see Ning Yecheng again.
It was as if her previous experience had only been a dream.
She sat on the swing, gazing into the distance absentmindedly.
Many people had come to see her these past two days, her uncles, aunts, and Jingyun, who had grown up with her.
This was her life.
She should forget about that experience and Ning Yecheng.
Not far away.
Yun Shu looked at her daughter, who hid her feelings well in front of others but was sad when alone, and said to Zhan Xiaofeng beside her, "Xiaofeng, when you go to Donglin Kingdom this time, take Xiaojun with you. She needs to get out and clear her head."
"I'll go with them too," Yun Xiaojing said.
He wasn't at ease letting Xiaojun out of his sight now.
Although they had dealt with those audacious people, he was still worried.
With him there, no one would dare to harm Xiaojun.
Moreover, after Xiaojun woke up, she seemed to have matured.
It was a maturity that came from experiencing many things.
A moment later.
Zhan Xiaojun was surprised to learn that her parents wanted her to go to Donglin Kingdom with her second and third brothers.
"Me, going with my two brothers?"
After asking, she immediately understood.
Her parents, being so perceptive, must have noticed her change. They hadn't asked her directly, but they must have guessed her inner turmoil and wanted her to travel with her brothers.
The vast world could indeed help one forget their troubles.
The day before she and her two brothers left, she went to hug her mother and sleep with her.
Her father had to squeeze in with her grandfather.
If it were before, she would have already laughed gleefully.
However, tonight, she couldn't bring herself to smile.
She told her mother about her experience of going to another world after she had fainted.
She knew her mother could understand her feelings.
After all, her mother was someone who had transmigrated from another world.
Yun Shu was somewhat shocked to hear about Zhan Xiaojun's experiences.
She never expected that one transmigration would lead her daughter to experience romantic love.
And to leave her heart in that world.
She gently stroked her daughter's hair and said, "I respect your feelings. If you can go back someday, or if you don't want to get married in this life, I will support you."
"It's so good to have you, Mother!"
Zhan Xiaojun said with tears in her eyes.
She knew very well that she was different from her mother. Her mother had transmigrated and never went back.
The body she had in that world had already been cremated, and she had returned. Therefore, she knew very clearly that she would never be able to go back in this lifetime.
However, this truth and outcome felt like a knife to her heart every time she thought about it.
...
Yun Shu and Zhan Tianye watched the three children leave.
"They've all grown up," Zhan Tianye said softly, looking at his grown children.
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, so many years had passed, and the children were all grown.
He suddenly wished time would slow down.
He wanted to live out this life slowly with Yun Shu.
Yun Shu leaned into Zhan Tianye's arms, "You don't need to worry about our daughter. She is a smart and independent child. She knows how to make herself happier and better. Just give her time."
Let the children forge their own worlds.
Let them decide their own lives.
As for them, they were going to travel the world!
...
A few days later.
A carrier pigeon landed in front of Zhan Xiaojun.
She took the letter from the pigeon.
The letter contained news from their family's hidden guards.
"This letter says the son of Prince Xiaoyao's condition has worsened these past two days. Prince Xiaoyao has added another two hundred thousand taels of silver."
Zhan Xiaojun read out the contents of the letter.
Zhan Xiaofeng took a drink from his water skin, wiped his mouth, and said, "We still have five days of travel. If we ride fast, we should arrive. It all depends on whether Prince Xiaoyao's son in Donglin Kingdom can hold on for another five days."
"What a grand gesture! They already gave a million taels, and now they've added more. Have they emptied their coffers?" Yun Xiaojing clicked his tongue twice, sounding amazed.
He found it was good to know some medicine.
With people actively sending silver, there would be no shortage of money in this lifetime.
Zhan Xiaojun burned the letter directly and extinguished the small flame with water from her water skin.
"I heard that this Prince Xiaoyao of Donglin Kingdom only has this one son?" she asked her two brothers.
Yun Xiaojing nodded, "Yes, he only has this one son. I heard that after his first wife died in childbirth, he never remarried. Such a devoted person, and now his only son is in mortal danger. I hope his son can hold on."
Zhan Xiaofeng's expression was grim, "He's been in a coma for so long. Although he's been kept alive with medicine, even a deity might not be able to save him. This silver is not easy to earn."
"Let's try," Zhan Xiaojun glanced at the road. "Let's keep moving."
For some reason, after seeing the carrier pigeon's message, a voice in her heart kept saying, Go save him. If you don't go, or if you're too late, you'll definitely regret it.