Resisting the Wind and Splendor

In fact, Yuwen Shu had never met Lu Beimo.

Although both were renowned generals, one had served in southern Mongolia and the other in the northern frontier, and they had never fought each other, so they had no chance to meet.

Yuwen Shu never dreamed that he would come all the way from Daganlu Alliance just to capture Lu Beimo alive.

After such a long manhunt, they hadn't even managed to touch a single piece of Prince Mo's clothing. That was bad enough, but to their surprise, they ended up being the ones imprisoned.

The next day, the Chu family army and the Northern Cavalry arrived at the same time, and the two armies joined together. In addition, King Mo and Queen Mo returned.

The scene on the day of their reunion was indescribably moving.

The most shocking was Huo Qing.

Six years!

For six whole years, no one knew how she spent those days after losing Saburo.

Day and night, I miss you constantly.

She even considered going with him.

But he left behind his elderly father in the Duke's mansion, as well as his young nephews and nieces.

She feared he would have regrets, feared she wouldn't be able to face him in the underworld after her death, so she clung to life, wanting to fulfill her filial duties for him and help him take care of the Duke's mansion.

She never had a chance before, so she could only wait for one.

Later, she finally became a member of the Duke's mansion and finally had the opportunity to fulfill her filial duties to him, so she couldn't die.

I never imagined that my perseverance and resilience would finally earn me divine mercy.

He's finally back!

Huo Qing stood in the wind, watching the man walking towards her with the setting sun behind him. Before she could even get a good look at him, tears were already welling up in her eyes.

Chu Yihang was also looking at her.

It's been six years.

I knew she would never forget me, but I never expected her to be so brave as to go to the Duke's mansion alone and try to gain the approval of everyone there.

"Qing'er".

A single call caused Huo Qing's tears, which she had held back for so long, to fall in an instant.

“Sanlang, I have not let you down. When Father passed away, I stayed by his side and took care of him. I have fulfilled my filial duty for you.”

Huo Qing wanted to hug him, but her legs felt like they weighed a ton, and she couldn't move an inch.

Chu Yihang walked up to her.

Even with a thousand words to say, there are many things I simply cannot say in front of my countless brothers.

"Qing'er, wait for me," he whispered.

Huo Qing nodded.

She had waited six years, so there was no rush, even though she really had so much to say to him.

But they've been married for a long time.

The younger generation is all here.

Chu Yihang's hand landed beside her, and he couldn't help but gently tug at her fingers.

The moment their fingertips intertwined, Huo Qing felt as if something had burned her heart—a mixture of pain, sourness, and deep emotion.

Chu Yihang wished he could grab her hand and hold it in his palm.

But since everyone was there, they, as elders, had to keep quiet.

The two looked at each other, silent, yet their silence spoke volumes.

Finally, Huo Qing released his fingertips and nodded to him.

Chu Yihang's long fingers were also slowly tightening. After she let go, his palm felt empty and very uncomfortable.

Although the two barely spoke, and even without any physical contact, Miao Yucui, watching from a distance, felt a warmth in her heart.

It's also sour.

How fortunate it is to have something lost and then found again.

She turned her face away, secretly wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes. When she turned back, only a gentle smile remained on her face.

"Sanlang, you're finally back."