Years turn into wind

The morning sun shone through the window lattice into the house. Cheng Yuwei opened her eyes slightly, her eyes still tinged with fatigue. The fierce battle of last night was still fresh in her mind. Although she had escaped danger, her heart was still hanging in the balance. The threats from the black-robed man still echoed in her ears, like a shadow looming over her heart.

Ling Xiaotian had already woken up. Seeing her slowly sitting up, he asked with concern, "Are you okay? I'm so sorry for disturbing you last night."

Cheng Yuwei shook her head slightly, with a hint of relief in her eyes: "I don't regret fighting alongside you. If we choose to face it together, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will stand by your side."

Ling Xiaotian's gaze softened. He gently grasped Cheng Yuwei's hand, his fingers warm and strong, as if conveying the comfort and resolve deep within him. His voice was low but gentle, "Yuwei, with you by my side, my heart is more at peace than ever before. Perhaps... we can truly rely on each other to weather the storms of the future."

Cheng Yuwei's heart trembled slightly. She raised her eyes and met their gazes, as if all words no longer mattered. At this moment, the distance between them quietly melted away, and the air was filled with an unspeakable tacit understanding and affection.

That day, Ling Xiaotian took Cheng Yuwei to a secluded lake in Jiangnan. The clear waters reflected their two shadows. He rarely put aside his military duties to accompany her on a boat trip. A gentle breeze caressed their faces, willow trees swayed, and the boat slowly rippled the waters. It was as if they had returned to a simpler time, free from the entanglements of conspiracy and storms.

Ling Xiaotian handed her a silk scarf and smiled gently, "This lakeside was my favorite place when I was young. I always felt that it could make me calm and forget all my worries." There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes. "I brought you here today because I hope you can forget the unpleasantness and feel this peaceful place."

Cheng Yuwei smiled slightly and took the scarf with warmth in her eyes: "Thank you, Xiaotian. I don't want to be tense all the time anymore. I feel really relaxed when I'm with you."

Ling Xiaotian quietly watched her smile, feeling an unprecedented sense of satisfaction well up in his heart. In this warm and tender atmosphere, he suddenly whispered, "Yuwei, no matter what the future holds, are you willing to stay by my side forever?"

Cheng Yuwei's cheeks flushed slightly, but her eyes were full of determination: "As long as you need me, I will not leave."

A hint of joy appeared in Ling Xiaotian's eyes. He gently held Cheng Yuwei's hand, as if at this moment, their hearts were already closely connected and no more words were needed.

In this warm atmosphere, the secret guard suddenly rushed in and reported a shocking news: "General, our spies have discovered that the black-robed man's true identity is a ruthless spy in the Southern Army. He has returned to the South and is plotting a larger conspiracy, seemingly intending to retaliate against us."

Ling Xiaotian's face darkened, his eyes etched with a hint of coldness. Cheng Yuwei unconsciously tightened her grip on the silk scarf, feeling a surge of unease. "What is he planning? We can't just let this go."

Ling Xiaotian patted her hand soothingly and calmly analyzed, "Don't worry, I will set up a tighter defense line. They will never succeed easily. This time, we will make them taste the bitter fruit of their own actions."

Cheng Yuwei nodded and looked at him firmly: "No matter how dangerous the road ahead is, I am willing to accompany you and face it together."