Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

"Be gentle..."

The thunderous sound of hooves echoed through the silent valley, startling a flock of roosting birds. Passing a depression, the white horse did not slow down at all, leaping over it as if walking on flat ground, creating a gust of wind.

The wind whistled past my ears, and mane and clothes flew wildly. The sound of horses' hooves, like a rapid war drumbeat, shattered the silent night.

"Um...ah..."

The mountains rushed past on both sides, like a black behemoth sleeping.

Crossing a turbulent river, the steed galloped fearlessly, splashing water everywhere. The moon's reflection shattered in the water, then quickly reformed.

Night fell, like a huge black silk ribbon, gently enveloping the world.

"No...this is too exciting..."

The moonlight flowed gently through the folds of the mountains, adding a touch of tranquility and gentleness to the undulating peaks. A mountain breeze rustled through the forest, as if the night and the mountains were whispering secrets under the moonlight, composing a symphony of the night.

As the reins were waved, the outline of the distant town gradually came into view, and everything transformed into a pure and warm current that finally poured out.

"what!!!"

A faint fragrance drifted through the night and the mountains, lingering for a long time.

It's over, it's all over.

Duan Zhengchun's back was a little tired, but fortunately he would soon be able to find an inn in town to rest. This night was destined to be unforgettable.

Lu Wushuang, her face flushed, collapsed into his arms, panting heavily, savoring the bumpy ride she had just endured.

The town's outline was indistinct in the night, with the eaves and brackets turning into undulating shadows. Most of the shops along the street had closed, and a few dim lights occasionally seeped out from the gaps in the door panels.

All was silent, save for the occasional sound of the night watchman's clapper echoing in the darkness.

The bluestone pavement gleamed coldly in the moonlight, like a winding silver ribbon running through the town, and the moss on the pavement was edged with silver by the moonlight.

A night breeze blew by, and Duan Zhengchun shivered. He tightened his clothes, led his white horse to the door of an inn, and knocked on the door.

The sleepy-eyed waiter opened the door impatiently, glanced at the disheveled Duan Zhengchun and Lu Wushuang sitting on horseback, and then blocked the doorway, seemingly unwilling to let the two weary guests in.

But when he saw the fifty-tael silver ingot handed to him by Duan Zhengchun, his eyes widened suddenly, and he beamed with joy. He hurriedly stepped aside, took the reins enthusiastically, and shouted a few times at the shopkeeper who was already fast asleep inside.

In this remote town, how many guests like Duan Zhengchun, who are so generous, could they possibly meet?

Duan Zhengchun gently lifted the blushing Lu Wushuang off the horse and went straight inside. He found a seat and was immediately enveloped by a warm current in the room.

The fire in the stove was burning brightly, constantly dissipating the chill from their bodies.

The waiter led the white horse into the backyard through the back door, hunched his neck, and tied the horse to the stable. But soon he approached with suspicion, examining a piece of ice left on the horse's back, and couldn't help but sniff it out of curiosity.

Immediately afterwards, a fishy smell wafted over, and the waiter quickly fanned himself with his right hand and stepped back.

"These two must have traveled a long way; even the sweat from their bottoms smells fishy..."

The man grumbled, put both hands into his sleeves, hunched his shoulders, and hurried away.

As night fell, the entire town remained immersed in boundless silence, undisturbed by the two guests who had come from afar.

The north wind was howling, making a rustling sound as it blew on something.

Galloping horses and soaring clouds

On the saddle, emotions surged and feelings overflowed.

Her red lips parted slightly, and she called out in a sweet voice.

Her jade-like body lay horizontally, bathed in the setting sun.

If Heaven has eyes, it must have been too ashamed and indignant to look at that moment.

...

The next morning.

When Duan Zhengchun slowly woke up from his dream, he found that Lu Wushuang had already finished dressing and was slowly walking in with a bowl of porridge.

"You did it?"

Duan Zhengchun's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but ask a question out of curiosity.

Lu Wushuang rolled her eyes, gently placed the bowl of porridge on the table, and said softly, "How could I know how to make it? I had the kitchen make it. It's your fault for giving them so much money last night; we can't let them sit idle."

"Hurry up and get up to eat, didn't we say we have to travel in a little while?"

Duan Zhengchun agreed and stretched as he sat up in bed, but he quickly frowned. Looking at Lu Wushuang, who was limping, he frowned and said, "Your old ailment has flared up again? That's impossible!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Wushuang's face darkened. She pouted and turned to look at the bewildered Duan Zhengchun, complaining, "What do you think?!"

Seeing Lu Wushuang's reaction, Duan Zhengchun instantly understood. He smiled sheepishly, turned around, got off the ground, and limped towards the table.

As Lu Wushuang continued packing her luggage, she saw that Duan Zhengchun looked exactly like her and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. She finally felt much better.

Duan Zhengchun lowered his head awkwardly and silently began to drink his porridge.

He didn't feel anything when he first arrived last night, but when he got out of bed, he realized that he looked exactly like Lu Wushuang.

Their injuries weren't to their legs or feet, but to other parts of their bodies.

As the saying goes, haste makes waste; the ancients were right.

An hour later, the lame Duan Zhengchun and Lu Wushuang left the inn and continued their journey back to Zhongnan Mountain. However, this time they did not ride together on a horse, but instead bought a carriage and found a companion for the white horse.

"How come both of them have become crippled overnight?"

The innkeeper watched the carriage slowly drive away, scratched his head, and muttered something in confusion.

...

Two days later.

Duan Zhengchun drove his carriage slowly into Bianliang City. Looking at the bustling streets and the lively scenes in the shops on both sides, a relaxed smile appeared on his lips.

The scene of passing through this place two months ago on my way to the Western Regions gradually came back to mind.

Arriving in Bianliang City was like returning home. In three days at most, he could return to Zhongnan Mountain, where someone he had been longing for was waiting for him.

"Wow, it's so lively!"

Just then, Lu Wushuang in the carriage lifted the curtain, poked her head out, and looked around at the bustling street outside, her two eyes almost not enough to take it all in.

Having spent this time with Duan Zhengchun, she has gained a lot of experience and is no longer the sheltered young lady of the Lu family who used to hide under her parents' protection.

"There's a very famous braised carp noodle shop in Bianliang City. It's delicious and has a great aroma and flavor. I'll take you there to try it later."

Duan Zhengchun snapped out of his daze, turned around and smiled at the person behind him, then pulled on the reins and began searching along both sides of the street ahead.

"Okay!"

"I'd like to see if it's as delicious as the fish from Jiangling City!"

Lu Wushuang smiled and nodded. Although she said she wanted to compare, she couldn't help but clap her hands and cheer, her face full of anticipation.

Jiangnan is rich in aquatic products, and as the daughter of a wealthy family, Lu Wushuang was naturally pampered from a young age and had eaten all kinds of delicacies.

Two horses, one white and one black, nestled together, pulling a carriage slowly along the bluestone street, seemingly having found their ideal horses along the way.

Not long after, the carriage stopped in front of a restaurant called Yi Ke Ju.

Upon seeing a guest arrive, the waiter at the door hurriedly came forward with a smile, helped Duan Zhengchun hold the carriage, and said warmly, "Sir, the house is full. You will need to take a number. Would you like to wait?"

Lu Wushuang, who had just gotten off the carriage, couldn't help but show a hint of disappointment when she heard that there were no seats available. She looked up at the large signboard of Yikeju, her eyes full of curiosity.

"It will be quick, gentlemen. Would you like to wait a moment?"

Seeing Lu Wushuang's expression, the waiter added with a smile.

"We're in a hurry and can't wait any longer. You'll have to think of something. We came specifically for your braised carp noodles."

"This is the deposit; the rest is yours as a bonus."

As Duan Zhengchun spoke, he took out a silver ingot from his pocket and tossed it to the shop assistant.

The waiter looked at the heavy silver ingot in his hand, his smile growing even brighter. He hurriedly told another waiter to stop the carriage and quickly led Duan Zhengchun and Lu Wushuang into the restaurant.

Immediately afterwards, the waiter found a seat on the second floor, persuaded the guests who were originally sitting there to leave, and then arranged for Duan Zhengchun and Lu Wushuang to sit down.

Having spent so much time with Lu Wushuang along the way, and having shared so many tender moments with her, Duan Zhengchun had developed a deep affection for her. The closer he got to Zhongnan Mountain, the more he delayed.

Once he returns to Zhongnan Mountain, he and Lu Wushuang will probably not be able to see each other every day. Moreover, there will be Xiaolongnu as well. Duan Zhengchun has not yet figured out how to handle the relationship between the three of them.

But he couldn't keep delaying his return. Besides thinking about Xiaolongnu, the martial arts tournament in the sect was less than a month away, and he had to find a way to deal with it.

After a long while, the waiter finally carried the braised carp noodles and several other dishes up to the second floor and placed them in front of Duan Zhengchun and Lu Wushuang, along with a pot of apricot blossom wine.

"How does it taste?"

Duan Zhengchun handed a pair of chopsticks to Lu Wushuang, smiled and said something softly, then silently poured himself a glass of wine.

"Mmm! It's so delicious!"

After taking a bite, Lu Wushuang couldn't help but praise it highly, a satisfied smile appearing on her face.

"If it tastes good, eat more."

Duan Zhengchun smiled, took a sip of the apricot blossom wine, and nodded in satisfaction.

Before heading to the Western Regions, he had visited Yikeju and still vividly remembered the food and wine there; it tasted just like before.

After a satisfying meal, Duan Zhengchun paid the bill and then took Lu Wushuang to an inn in the city to stay.

After a passionate night together, the two set off again early the next morning, heading straight for Zhongnan Mountain...