The Year of Lihua: She Was Reborn

"Madam, I haven't asked what this delicious melon is called yet?"

Hua Ye walked side by side with the proprietress of the melon stall behind a cart of melons. When they encountered a sand slope that was impossible to climb, they would help the tall man push it up.

"We Tibetans call it Hami melon because it is plump, juicy, and large, with thick flesh that tastes crispy, sweet, and refreshing. It's especially thirst-quenching and is a specialty of our hometown."

"Oh, I see. I heard today that the two sides are going to go to war. Why do you, a weak woman, want to come out and make a living?"

The proprietress got nervous and put her hands on the armrest of the cart, bending down slightly and speaking.

"This world is already unstable. Does a war mean that poor people like us won't have to live anymore?"

Hua Ye was stunned when he heard what she said!

"This world is inherently difficult. The world is divided, and the seven great nations rely on each other for balance and dependence, yet it's easy for them to go to war, causing suffering to the people. This war hasn't even ended yet, and another war has broken out somewhere else."

Hua Ye looked at the ever-changing sky. At this moment, there were no clouds in the sky and not a trace of breeze.

The sea sand line makes people stop and watch!

"I hope you, my pretty boy, will never go to the battlefield. That's a place where people are eaten without leaving any bones."

The proprietress reached out and patted her small shoulder with a hint of regret.

"That's impossible. Ji is already in the army and has no choice but to..."

When the proprietress blinked her big, Caroline-like eyes, you could see sympathy on her face!

When they arrived at the military camp, Hua Ye asked her and the tall man to go back: "Give me this cart as well, my beauty!"

"Okay, okay, please take it out. After all, it's a lot of extra money!"

After the proprietress finished speaking, she led the tall man away from this place of trouble without looking back.

Hua Ye put on the cart rope, put her hands on the poles on both sides, pushed hard and the cart lifted up. She pulled the cart into the military camp with all her strength.

Zuo Nian appeared out of nowhere, put the knife on his waist, and pushed hard with both hands.

Hua Ye suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and in a second he noticed the person behind him: "You are willing to show up?"

"I was afraid that my military uniform and aggressive demeanor would scare off the small vendors,"

"Don't worry, they've seen all sorts of people traveling between the two countries. They won't be scared!"

"In my previous life, I was seriously injured, and it was she who saved me. She was a princess of Tubo. Her father was seized by a rebellion, so she was forced to wander the border!"

"Oh, that's right. Then wear casual clothes next time!"

Zuo Nian pushed hard and entered the military camp gate...

"I brought you some melons to quench your thirst. Take them and share them!"

The soldiers swarmed and took the melons off the cart one by one. Soon the cart full of melons was unloaded, leaving only a piece of sunshade cloth.

Hua Ye dropped the rope from his shoulder, held his shoulder with one hand, turned around a few times, and frowned slightly.

"Your arm hasn't healed yet, don't keep doing these rough jobs!"

"It's okay, don't go out of town tonight, I'm not feeling well!"

As Hua Ye spoke, he walked to the middle of the soldiers, pulled out the knife that was stuck in the ground, cut the melon twice, and then started eating.

She stood up and handed Zuo Nian a piece of plump Hami melon, asking loudly, "Is there anyone knowledgeable enough to know the nice name of this sweet and refreshing melon?"

“Isn’t this a papaya?”

"Yes, it seems to be called green papaya!"

"This melon is so expensive..."

The soldiers were talking about it in a flurry, but they didn't stop biting.

"no!"

"It's Hami!"

A special sound in the crowd caught Hua Ye's attention. The person ate the piece of melon in his hand clean with two slams...

"We in Western Chu call it green papaya! He's from Tibet."

"is it?"

Hua Ye slowly moved to Zuo Nian's side and whispered, "The one called Hami is probably a spy. Send someone to capture him and torture him severely..."

She took a light bite of the melon, but her eyes were fixed on the man who said Hami. The man was tall and strong with a stern demeanor.

She continued in a low voice, "Judging from his attire, he's a scout. He likely has access to confidential military intelligence, making it easy for him to pass on information."

Zuo Nian's pupils shrank slightly, then widened again. "It seems that not many people from Western Chu would call this Hami!"

He immediately signaled the surrounding Weihua troops to surround the man and press him into the sand together. Hami was also covered with sand.

The man stared blankly at the fallen melon rind, a feeling of homesickness welling up in his eyes...

"Take him to the dungeon and interrogate him immediately!"

Zuo Nian held the hilt of the knife and followed Yajie to the dungeon.

Hua Ye nibbled on his cantaloupe with pride, his eyes scanning the surroundings to catch any unnatural reactions on the soldiers' faces...