Chapter 26: Enchanted Night

  The flames leaped and danced, sometimes bright, sometimes weak, as if they might go out at any moment. Xia Yang poked the fire with a branch and added some dry grass to it. A few longer branches propped up his cloak in front of him, separating him from the summer night.

  He held her palace dress in his hands, toasting it back and forth over the fire. The flames cast a kneeling silhouette on the white robe that was propped up. Her head was slightly lowered, with a full forehead, a good nose shape, plump lips, and a delicate chin. Her long hair was wrapped around her chest, and although her body was not full, it was slender and beautiful.

  Xia Yang's heart skipped a beat as he quickly changed direction.

  "Crack!" A thunderclap wrapped in a deafening roar. The mountain's thunder seemed to be amplified dozens of times, stunning and deafening.

  Xiatian was startled, one hand covering her mouth and the other unconsciously tugging, the robe hanging in front of her slowly fell to the ground.

  As the spring light burst forth, she was wearing only a peach-red bellyband and a pale pink embroidered gold hundred-pleat low-waisted skirt.

  Xia Yang heard the sound and lifted his head, shocked to quickly look away again. Thinking that he was also bare-chested on top, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

  A flash of white light flashed by, and another thunder shook. 7Z?

  In the summer, I was startled and shivered, but having had a similar experience before, I was somewhat psychologically prepared this time.

  The firelight was extinguished, and the wild grass at the entrance of the cave emitted a faint fragrance after being washed by the rain. A warm and ambiguous atmosphere circulated in the air. As she slowly calmed down, Xia Tian realized that sitting opposite to Xia Yang like this was quite awkward. Although in modern times, she often went out wearing just a tank top, but now the bellyband she wore was meant as underwear. Even if she wanted to be open-minded, wearing her undergarments and facing a man still made her feel embarrassed. She pulled over the white robe that had fallen on the ground and put it on, feeling cold and hot all over, with a dizzy and heavy head.

  Although it was only a fleeting glance, the white back with scarlet scars could not escape his eyes. After many years in the army, he had seen more wounds than most people, especially the most common stick injuries.

  "Who hit you?"

  Summer stunned, for a moment did not react.

  "It's the third prince!" It wasn't a question, but a certainty of 12 million parts. As soon as he spoke, he couldn't help but regret it. Tian Er was the princess, and who else could punish her? Even if it wasn't Yuan Longqiao himself, it must have been his intention. He had directly exposed this, and he feared that Tian Er would be heartbroken again. At this point, he couldn't help but feel both hatred and anger. "Don't worry, once the rain stops, big brother will take you home. With father and big brother there, we definitely won't let you suffer such humiliation again."

  Such warm and thoughtful care, such sincere and earnest maintenance, brought up all the grievances accumulated in these summer days. Her mouth pouted, tears already filled her eyes. She got up and walked to his side, sat down, leaned lightly on his shoulder, and tears fell like broken pearls, dropping onto his body. She admitted that she was lonely and helpless, and he was her closest family member, the only support in front of her.

  Xia Yang's whole body was stiff and numb, his hands holding the scorching clothes high in the air, unable to move. Even his breathing had frozen. A chill on his shoulder and a burning sensation in his heart, those constantly falling water drops made him ache to the extreme, his heart already soft with pity.

  The rain showed no signs of abating, the sky was dark as if covered by a huge piece of cyan cloth, the trees were swaying violently, the originally lush green color had turned into a terrifying deep green, the mud on the ground was washed away by the rain, revealing gullies and ditches everywhere. On the mountain outside the capital city, more than ten people wearing rain cloaks rode horses in difficulty and slowly, with a very luxurious carriage following closely behind them.

  It was clear that the group had been out for a long time, and although everyone was wearing rain cloaks, their clothes underneath were still completely soaked. Water marks could be seen on their hair and faces. General Zhan tightened his grip on the reins and urged his horse to catch up with the leader, advising in a low voice: "Your Highness, why not get into the carriage to avoid the rain? We will do our best to search for the princess."

  That person didn't care, taking the lead, his clear and cold eagle eyes scanning around without relaxing.

  He didn't dare persuade him anymore and could only summon his twelve millionth spirit to guard him closely.

  Endless searching, the rain doesn't stop, but the sky has already turned pitch black. It's impossible to light torches in the rain, and only the faint yellow glow from the two glass lanterns hanging on the horse carriage can barely illuminate a distance of one arrow.

  The sound of chopping trees came from ahead, and the faint sound of voices could be heard. Although it was unclear what was real or not, in such a desolate place on such a terrible rainy night, one couldn't help but feel especially uneasy.

  "War Engine, tell everyone to be careful on their way."

  "Yes." Zhan Jing pressed one hand on the hilt of his sword in the rain cloak and turned to instruct the guard behind him.

  They had not yet approached, and the people in front had already sensed them. Someone shouted loudly and powerfully without losing his composure: "I am a guard of the General's mansion, may I ask who is coming?"

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