C242 Stunning Stunning

The north-west cold wind blew incessantly into Duan Yunfei's tent.

Mu Chuyang accompanied Duan Yunfei as he took off his clothes and draped it over her shoulders. He didn't say a word, but he still couldn't help but frown.

"Little Thirteen, don't be like this. It's not worth it to serve such a person." Mu Chuyang's mouth moved, and said in a nearly inaudible voice next to Duan Yunfei's ear.

Duan Yunfei expressionlessly turned her head to look at the tent, and it seemed that Xiu Heng had already made his preparations to leave. Therefore, the moment the great army entered, Xiu Heng quickly moved the things here.

That day, Duan Yunfei was shot dead and she was almost sent to become the army courtesan of the Golden Horde Kingdom. was saved by Xiu Heng in the tent, and brought back to the tent. In the past few days, they had been here, not mentioning politics, not mentioning the past, it was like a paradise, and the moment Duan Yunfei stepped in, she had already sunk into it.

Xiu Heng kept her by his side all day to protect her. When Xiu Heng was sick, he took care of her by his side, and even gave her the life-saving pills Mu Chuyang had left for him to consume. At that moment, Duan Yunfei almost thought that as long she and Xiu Heng were willing, nothing else could be an obstacle for them.

But now, as Duan Yunfei looked at the emptied great hall, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The warmth of the past sounded ironic. Thinking about it now, it actually felt more like a conspiracy that had been set up a long time ago.

And Xiu Heng's bargaining chip, was precisely the feeling Duan Yunfei had towards him.

Duan Yunfei was quiet for a moment, without saying a word, she stood up and walked out of the tent.

No matter what happened, Duan Yunfei was still a princess of the Jin Country. Even if Xiu Heng treated her like this, she still had her own pride.

"Have you counted all the items in the camp?" Duan Yunfei's eyes did not show any signs of happiness or anger, she looked at the soldiers who were anxiously collecting the supplies in the tent, and turned to Vice General Zhang and said.

The Vice General Zhang cupped his hands, revealing the joy of a great victory. He bent down and bowed towards Duan Yunfei. Even his tone was a little agitated. Reporting to the Thirteenth Princess, the army had already reported the collected supplies to the treasury. It's just that the soldiers of the Golden Horde Kingdom are sick for a few days, so they were already prepared to retreat.

Hearing Vice General Zhang's words, Duan Yunfei nodded his head lightly.

"It's late today, so we're ordering the army to stay here. Tomorrow morning, we'll return to the main camp." The sun had already set. Duan Yunfei could not help but frown as she spoke to the Vice General Zhang.

Vice General Zhang took the order and went down, but Duan Yunfei just stood there in a daze. She turned her head to look at the tent and could not help but feel absent-minded. These past few days had been like a dream. Now that he had just awoken from a great dream, he seemed to have lost something in his heart, and it was so empty that it made people sad.

After so many years of absence, Xiu Heng had not changed one bit.

He was just as polite and gentle as he was before, and just as calculating and calculating as he was before.

Thinking about it up to this point, Duan Yunfei felt so sad that she couldn't speak anymore.

She let go of all the hair behind her back, her waist-length long hair fluttering in the air, graceful figure, stunning the sun in the northwest.

Duan Yunfei took out her sleeve arrow's short sword and turned her head to grab a strand of hair, quickly cutting it off. The long hair fell to the ground, as if it had lost its luster. The autumn leaves were quiet and beautiful. The long hair that fell to the ground was like autumn leaves, losing its roots in the yellow desert.

"What are you doing?" Mu Chuyang rushed over and carefully picked up the long hair on the ground, frowning as he looked at Duan Yunfei. This is your most precious hair. Normally, you wouldn't even let others touch it.

Mu Chuyang's expression was anxious, like a person who had just lost a treasure. Duan Yunfei looked straight into his eyes and couldn't help but want to laugh.

She suddenly remembered that when she was young, Mu Chuyang always liked to reach out his hands to tug at her hair. Once, Mu Chuyang made a move that forgot the severity of the situation and cut off Duan Yunfei's hair. Duan Yunfei was furious, she raised her sword and claimed that she was going to kill Mu Chuyang. What happened that time really gave Mu Chuyang a fright. For the next two months, he did not dare to come to the palace and play with Mu Chuyang. Later, it was only when Yuwen Di personally intervened that the two of them were able to get back together.

But from then on, Mu Chuyang would never touch Duan Yunfei's hair again.

But who would have thought that after so many years, Duan Yunfei would actually cut off her own long hair for a man who had lied to him twice or thrice.

Mu Chuyang looked at Duan Yunfei who was standing in front of him and couldn't help but frown. " Thirteen, you really can't let Xiu Heng go like this? "

Mu Chuyang's tone was calm, but it was as if a raging ocean was raging in his heart.

"Nope." Duan Yunfei shook her head lightly, and laughed at herself. From today onwards, we will return to the bridge, return to the road. He will be his Prince of Xiliang, and I will be my princess. there is no longer any possibility. "

Mu Chuyang did not speak, he only twined the hair he had picked up, carefully tied it into a knot, and handed it over to Duan Yunfei.

He reached out his hands and pulled Duan Yunfei into his embrace, using his body to cover her with the sandstorm of the desert. Duan Yunfei was used to acting tough, only today did Mu Chuyang realize that her body was actually weak, causing him to want to crush her into pieces and put her in her heart.

"It's alright, as long as it's over then it's fine." Mu Chuyang didn't know how to comfort Duan Yunfei, so he opened his mouth and lightly patted Duan Yunfei's shoulder.

Duan Yunfei laid on Mu Chuyang's shoulder, the memories of the past flooded into her mind. Unable to hold back her tears any longer, she began to wail.

The young man who was as warm as jade in Yusong Institute, the young master who accompanied her throughout her years, had never once held her in her heart.

That year, when the apricot flowers were drizzling, a smile appeared on Duan Yunfei's round little face, and her eyes became crescent moons. With a leap, she sent her bright red gown flying in the air, very much like a red luan …

"Xiu Heng."

Life if only first seen, what is the sad autumn wind fan. How would the Duan Yunfei at that time know that this name would disrupt her floating life?

Mu Chuyang had never seen Duan Yunfei lose control like this before, and he immediately panicked. He pulled Duan Yunfei into his embrace, stretched out her hand, and lightly patted her shoulder without saying a word.

The northwest wind blew fiercely, and Mu Chuyang's eyes were blinded.