After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

This almost identical result was enough to make Song Yanyi feel uncomfortable, and Wen Yinyang's calmness at the side made him feel complicated.

If it weren't for Wen Yinyang's help, the outcome of this contest might have been very different.

Thinking of the possible help Wen Yinyang might bring to him in the next three years, Song Yanchen's expectations spread.

When the curtain fell on the winter hunting, the emperor publicly praised Song Yanchen.

It gently touched Song Yanyi's heartstrings, causing him to feel unhappy.

However, he simply lowered his head, hiding his true emotions with his deep eyes, and deeply buried his resentment and anger.

Deep down in his heart, a voice told him firmly that this was only the first step in his revenge plan.

In the days to come, he will stop at nothing to make Song Yanyi suffer the same pain and torture as he experienced in his previous life.

As night fell, when they returned to Cui's house, a warm and harmonious atmosphere filled the house.

Cui Min gathered the whole family together and carefully distributed the animal skins obtained today.

The family members had a lively discussion about how to present these precious gifts, with laughter and joy.

Cui Rong stood quietly aside, gazing at this harmonious and peaceful scene, feeling mixed emotions in her heart.

Her father's words interrupted her thoughts, "Rong'er, I'll leave these two ferrets to you. Find a skilled craftsman to make them into leather clothes and gloves. They will be needed most in the deep winter."

After saying that, Cui Min handed over the two pieces of pure white sable skins, without any flaws on them, which showed how much effort Cui Min had put into capturing them.

Cui Rongrong took it gently, "Thank you, father."

There was sincerity in her voice.

Cui Min's voice sounded again, with a bit of heroism and relief, "Snow ferrets are rare treasures. Tomorrow when you are free, go find the best hunters and ask them to help you process the fur."

At dinner time, Cui Min specifically asked the kitchen to prepare a steaming hot pot. The family sat around the stove, and the fire reflected everyone's smiling face.

However, as dinner ended and the family dispersed, Cui Rong returned to her room alone. An indescribable loneliness quietly invaded her heart.

Caiyun carefully carried a wooden bucket filled with hot water into the room. Her steps were light and cautious in the hot steam.

She gently put down the wooden barrel, then squatted down and gently helped Cui Rongrong take off her shoes and socks. The skin touched by her fingertips was slightly cool, revealing the fatigue after a long ride.

Caiyun spoke softly, her words full of concern: "Young lady, you must be tired after all the running around today. Your saddle has been unused for a long time since you came back from the frontier. It is inevitable that you are a little uncomfortable picking it up again today."

Cui Rongrong's lips curled up into a faint smile, and her eyes flickered with memories of the past: "Back then, I accompanied my father in patrolling around the camp every day, riding horses and galloping, often from the dawn to the sunset. In comparison, today's ride is just a short rest, so how can I feel tired at all."

Caiyun heard this and looked up at her daughter, her eyes mixed with relief and worry: "After returning to Beijing, the daughter seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes at certain moments, but she also inadvertently revealed her former innocence, which was hard to understand."

There was a hint of powerlessness in her words: "I always see the girl frowning and worried. Although she is anxious, she has no way to share her worries. She can only worry in secret and can do nothing."

Cui Rongrong's heart was filled with emotions. She knew why she had changed - in order to prevent Song Yanyi from looking down on her again and to protect the one she loved, she had to be strong.

She held Caiyun's hand tightly, her eyes flashing with determination: "No matter how things change, my heart has never changed. You just need to remember that I will always be your big girl, no need to worry."

Caiyun hesitated to speak, and finally just sighed deeply: "As long as the young lady is well, my heart will be at peace."

……

The next morning, Cui Rong completed her daily martial arts training in the courtyard. After changing into travel-friendly clothes, she went out side by side with Caiyun.

Caiyun held a furry ferret in her arms, combing its white and soft fur gently with her fingers, and said seriously: "We need to find a craftsman with superb craftsmanship. If the fur of this ferret is not handled properly, it will be a pity to ruin its beauty."

Cui Rong smiled when she heard that, and they walked hand in hand into the bustling Hunter Market.

On both sides of the market street, simple stalls are lined up with all kinds of animal skins spread out on them.

From rough to delicate, colorful, the air is filled with the unique smell of wild beasts and the heavy scent of leather.

When the vendors saw Cui Rongrong, who had an outstanding temperament, they all tried their best to attract her: "Girl, look over here, the hides of newly hunted animals are fresh and tender, definitely top-quality goods!"

"Girl, don't miss it if you pass by. The leather I have here is guaranteed to be the best on the street!"

Cui Rong smiled and waved her hand, indicating that she would choose carefully. She was about to go deeper into the market, but unexpectedly a fierce argument broke the noise around her.

"How many times have I told you that stalls are not allowed here? Are you deaf?"

A fierce-looking burly man shouted loudly.

"You bullies are going too far. I just make a living with my own hands. Why should you chase me away just like that?"

The besieged man refuted without showing any weakness.

Cui Rong frowned slightly, took Caiyun's hand and quickened her pace.

However, when she got closer and saw the surrounded people clearly, she was stunned - it was her father's future deputy general, Zhang Wen!

Memories of her past life came flooding back, and she remembered that her father had met Zhang Wen by chance during a hunting trip.

Shocked by his outstanding martial arts and moved by his willingness to live in seclusion in the mountains, he tried his best to persuade him and finally got Zhang Wen to join the army.

Zhang Wen quickly rose in the army and became his father's right-hand man, eventually being promoted to deputy general. Even when the Cui family was in danger, he single-handedly fought his way out of the siege and heroically rescued his lord.

However, fate is fickle. Song Yanyi's conspiracy led to the tragic end of this loyal man being pierced by thousands of arrows.

Thinking of this, Cui Rong took a deep breath. She didn't expect to meet Zhang Wen again in this time and space. This might be fate.

Seeing those thugs becoming more and more arrogant, Caiyun seemed a little scared and whispered in Cui Rong's ear: "Miss, let's not intervene. These people are not easy to deal with. If we anger them, the consequences will be disastrous."

Cui Rong, however, was determined. Since God had arranged for them to meet here, how could she just stand by and watch?

She ordered in a deep voice: "Go find the nearby police officers to help."

Ignoring Caiyun's dissuasion, she stepped forward resolutely, her back straight, her eyes determined.

Zhang Wen also noticed her arrival at this time. With sharp eyes, he glanced coldly at the thugs surrounding him: "You want my hard-earned money? Dream on!"