Years turn into wind

As war approaches once again, Ling Xiaotian and Cheng Yuwei race into battle preparations. After their previous defeat, Lu Sheng secretly mobilizes his forces for a final stand, hoping to leverage the influence of rebel warlords in the northwest to crush Ling Xiaotian's forces. The shadow of war looms over the Marshal's Mansion once again, making it impossible to ignore.

That evening, Ling Xiaotian summoned his staff and subordinates to discuss battle strategies, meticulously planning the battle down to the smallest detail. Cheng Yuwei also remained undeterred, her calmness and wisdom making her a formidable opponent. She proposed several new strategic measures, quickly earning everyone's trust.

After the discussion, it was already late at night. Cheng Yuwei stood by the window, gazing at the starry sky, as if searching for inner peace. Ling Xiaotian walked over, stood behind her, and gently held her shoulders: "Yuwei, thank you for your hard work. Tonight, we can finally have a good rest."

Cheng Yuwei smiled slightly, turned around, and looked up at him with deep affection in her eyes: "Xiaotian, I don't know why, the starry sky tonight makes me feel uneasy."

Ling Xiaotian gently brushed her temples and said softly but firmly, "No matter how the starry sky changes, as long as you are by my side, I will be fearless. Yuwei, after this battle, I want to fulfill a promise."

Cheng Yuwei raised her head in confusion: "What promise did you say?"

Ling Xiaotian lowered his head, a rare tenderness flickering in his eyes. "I want to take you back to Jiangnan, a place without the smoke of war, with picturesque scenery and our hometown. I want to build a small courtyard for you there, so that we can guard the tranquility that belongs to us together."

Cheng Yuwei was slightly stunned, a surge of warmth and excitement welling up in her heart. She gently held his hand and said with a firm gaze, "Okay, Xiaotian, we will definitely win this time. I look forward to returning to Jiangnan with you."

Ling Xiaotian lowered his head and kissed the back of her hand, his eyes full of affection: "Yuwei, wait for me."

In the early morning, the battle arrived as planned. Ling Xiaotian and Cheng Yuwei led the army to the northwest, and fierce fighting broke out between the two sides. Cheng Yuwei led the army and helped deploy chemical defenses, making the enemy defense impossible.

Seeing the tide of battle against him, Lu Sheng attempted a surprise attack on Cheng Yuwei. However, Cheng Yuwei had anticipated this move and ambushed an elite force, surrounding Lu Sheng's assassins. She personally commanded the attack, calmly and swiftly eliminating the assassins, completely thwarting Lu Sheng's plot.

A few days later, Lu Sheng's troops suffered another crushing defeat and were forced to retreat to the northwest border. Ling Xiaotian led his army in pursuit, ultimately defeating them at the border. Seriously wounded, Lu Sheng fled with his remaining troops, forced to abandon his final resistance.

After the war, Ling Xiaotian brought Cheng Yuwei back to the Marshal's Mansion. The two stood side by side in front of the mansion, gazing at the familiar scene, their hearts filled with contentment and peace.

Ling Xiaotian smiled and said to her: "Yuwei, it's all over now. I can finally fulfill my promise and take you back to Jiangnan."

Cheng Yuwei leaned on his shoulder with a smile, a trace of tears in her eyes: "I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

They smiled at each other, understanding each other. The war was over, and a peaceful future lay before them.

After everything was settled, Ling Xiaotian finally fulfilled his promise and took Cheng Yuwei away from the Marshal's Mansion, heading south to the Jiangnan region he had promised.

Along the way, Cheng Yuwei gazed out the window at the verdant mountains and clear waters, a relaxed smile on her face. She turned to look at Ling Xiaotian beside her and whispered, "It turns out there's such a peaceful place in the world. There's no war, no smoke, it's truly a place that makes one linger."