Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

Spring Breeze Inn.

"dong dong dong..."

"Who?"

A knock sounded on the door, and a familiar voice came from inside the room. Then someone opened the door.

The person who opened the door was none other than Little Dragon Girl.

"Duan Lang?!"

When she saw that the person knocking on the door was Duan Zhengchun, Xiaolongnu was stunned for a moment, then cheered with joy and threw herself into Duan Zhengchun's arms.

Duan Zhengchun turned his head and glanced warily behind him before hurriedly picking up Xiaolongnu and carrying her into the guest room.

"Duan Lang, I've finally found you."

Xiaolongnu slowly raised her head and looked at Duan Zhengchun with a hint of resentment.

"Long'er, what are you doing at the border?"

Duan Zhengchun looked at Xiaolongnu with some excitement and asked a question in confusion.

"Of course... I miss you..."

“Ever since you left Zhongnan Mountain, I have been thinking about you every moment. So I went down the mountain alone, asking around and searching for your whereabouts. Finally, I arrived in Huai’an.”

"I heard there was a fierce battle outside the city a few days ago. How are you? Are you alright?"

Xiaolongnu explained once, then anxiously checked Duan Zhengchun up and down.

Duan Zhengchun smiled and shook his head, took Xiaolongnu's hand, and pretended to scold her, "You have never been down the mountain before, and you have never seen many of the dangers of the world. What if something happens if you go down the mountain alone like this?"

Actually, he also missed Xiaolongnü very much, but at this moment, his worries far outweighed his excitement. Although Xiaolongnü was highly skilled in martial arts, she was unaware of the wickedness of people's hearts and might be sold out without even realizing it.

"But Long'er just misses you..."

Little Dragon Girl pouted and muttered something in a wronged tone.

Who would have thought that the leader of a sect could show such a girlish side in front of Duan Zhengchun?

Upon seeing Xiaolongnu's adorable appearance, Duan Zhengchun felt a surge of heat in his dantian and, disregarding everything else, embraced her tenderly.

"Long'er, I want..."

"Well..."

The flickering red candlelight illuminates the silk curtains, while mandarin ducks nestle in the warm tent and fragrant quilt.

On this beautiful spring night, amidst flowers and the moon, we were intoxicated by our love, lingering and reluctant to leave.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and that night, the entire Spring Breeze Inn was both turbulent and breathtakingly beautiful.

...

The next day.

Duan Zhengchun took Xiaolongnu's hand and strolled around the streets.

With the Mongol army having withdrawn, Huai'an County, which had been desolate for a long time, has gradually regained its vitality, and the people who had fled their homes have returned one after another.

Shops on both sides of the street have gradually reopened, and the long-lost lively atmosphere has once again appeared on the streets of Huai'an.

All of this is more or less inextricably linked to Duan Zhengchun.

Holding his beloved's hand, walking amidst these sights, Duan Zhengchun felt a sense of satisfaction he had never experienced before.

If there were one or two familiar faces from the previous life around him at this moment, they would never have imagined that the man in front of them was the pampered and idle prince of the past.

Perhaps anyone who dies once will live a different life.

"Looking at all this, you must be very pleased, right?"

Little Dragon Girl held Duan Zhengchun's hand tightly as they walked down the street, and softly asked him a question.

"I never imagined that one day I would be moved by the peaceful and prosperous life in a city or region."

Duan Zhengchun smiled and said sincerely.

"I heard about it on my way here. Someone broke into the Mongolian royal palace and killed the real queen, causing internal strife in Mongolia. As a result, the Mongolian army withdrew and averted a catastrophe that could have broken out at any time."

"That person, it must be you, right?"

Little Dragon Girl turned to look at Duan Zhengchun, a look of pride on her face.

"Huai'an County's current status is not solely due to me, but also to many others."

Duan Zhengchun shook Xiaolongnu's hand and said with emotion.

Although the Mongol army did not launch a full-scale war, many Song Dynasty civilians and the garrison of Huai'an were killed in battle.

And those martial arts heroes summoned by Guo Jing and Huang Rong—without them, Huai'an wouldn't have survived until now.

"I think I understand why you refused to stay with me for the rest of your life in Zhongnan Mountain."

"The martial arts world needs you, and so do they."

Looking at the endless stream of people before her, Xiaolongnu suddenly understood something.

Perhaps because the great battle had ended, the people coming and going no longer looked like they had fled in panic; instead, they all wore smiles of relief.

Duan Zhengchun smiled but didn't say much. Some things are better left unsaid.

Just then, Duan Zhengchun suddenly raised his eyebrows, as if he saw several familiar faces approaching from afar. He then hurriedly took Xiaolongnu's hand and quickly slipped into a nearby alley.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Little Dragon Girl was startled and asked in surprise.

"There's a restaurant in town that serves pretty good food. I'll take you there to try it. It's closer from here."

Duan Zhengchun gave a casual reply and then disappeared into the depths of the alley with Xiaolongnu in the blink of an eye.

He didn't want acquaintances to see him, a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, walking hand-in-hand with a woman down the street, but he also didn't want to tell the truth and upset Xiaolongnu.

Although Xiaolongnu understood these things, she shouldn't have had to bear these rumors.

"Huh? I think I just saw Young Master Yin? Where did he go?"

Are you seeing things?

"Impossible! I can't be mistaken! How could it have suddenly disappeared?!"

Before long, several martial arts figures arrived outside the alley, searching around and talking. They were some of the martial arts practitioners who lived in Willow Garden and had not yet left Huai'an.

"Alright, alright, let's go quickly, we still need to go for drinks."

"Yes, yes, yes, the crisis in Huai'an has been resolved, we should definitely celebrate!"

"By the way, who exactly was the person who infiltrated the capital of Mongolia and killed the true empress?"

"Whoever it is! They're all great heroes! They deserve three toasts!"

As the words fell, the group gradually disappeared into the crowd.

Not long after, Lin Zhiyuan received a note delivered to Liuyuan by a peddler. The note contained only a few lines: Duan Zhengchun had already left Huai'an with Xiaolongnu without saying goodbye.

When Guo Jing and Huang Rong heard the news that Duan Zhengchun had left, they couldn't help but feel regret and blame him, but since things had come to this, they couldn't say much more.

Lin Zhiyuan bid farewell to his fellow martial arts practitioners and set off with fifty disciples to return to Zhongnan Mountain to report back.

...

Half a month later.

Ye Yucheng.

Duan Zhengchun drove a horse-drawn carriage slowly through the streets of this former imperial city of Dali, watching the occasional Mongol Tartars walk past the carriage with an expressionless face.

The white horse that had accompanied him on his travels was now tied to the front of the carriage. To conceal his identity, he found a carriage and disguised himself as an ordinary-looking person.

Returning here again, his feelings were completely different. Last time it was anger and hatred, but this time it was relief and indifference.

However, the hatred of national subjugation remains deeply etched in his heart, unforgettable for the rest of his life.

"Is this the once-prosperous capital of Dali?"

At this moment, Xiaolongnu slowly leaned out of the carriage, looked at the city in front of her, and asked a question curiously.

"That's all in the past. Now this place belongs to the Mongol Tartars."

Duan Zhengchun nodded and said something expressionlessly.

"I hope the Song Dynasty will not end up like that."

Seeing Duan Zhengchun's expressionless face, Xiaolongnu subconsciously reached out and grabbed his shoulder, saying something comforting.

But she didn't know how important this city had been to Duan Zhengchun.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I'll take you to get something delicious."

Duan Zhengchun forced a smile, gave Xiaolongnu a reassuring look, and then drove the carriage towards a snack shop he used to frequent in his youth.

He wanted to take Xiaolongnu to see the place where he grew up, as a way of reminiscing about his past self.

The reason he returned to Dali this time was to retrieve the gold and silver jewelry that had been sent to him last time from Tianlong Temple.

Money is an external thing and should be given to those who truly need it.

As night was about to fall, Duan Zhengchun brought Xiaolongnu to a snack stall and found a place to sit down.

Although the shop is small, the snacks made here are the best in Yeyu City, and it was a place that Duan Zhengchun used to frequent.

From the moment he stepped inside, a flood of memories rushed into Duan Zhengchun's mind.

Apart from the fact that the shop has been owned by several generations, everything else remains the same, and the prices haven't changed.

This gave Duan Zhengchun a sense of home he hadn't felt in a long time, and the faces and voices of old acquaintances flashed through his mind...