Quick Transmigration: The Love Rescue Plan

On the day of the expedition, Dong Yue'e got up very early and personally helped Yang Yan'an put on the inner garment she had made herself, and then helped him put on the outer robe.

Dong Yue'e picked up the wristband and prepared to put it on Yang Yan'an. Yang Yan'an quickly reached out to take the wristband, but Dong Yue'e dodged him.

"Third Sister..." Yang Yan'an said with a simple smile, "You're not feeling well right now, so I can do it myself."

"Let me do it." Dong Yue'e looked at Yang Yan'an with a smile, as if she wanted to engrave this man's image into her bones. After a long while, she said softly, "Just like before, every time you went to war, I would personally dress you in light armor. No matter how long it took, you would always return to my side safely in the end."

Seeing Dong Yue'e's determined expression, Yang Yan'an could only let her do as she pleased, but he couldn't help but whisper, "Then... Third Sister, slow down, be careful, don't rush, be careful not to get tired or fall."

Dong Yue'e smiled slightly and gestured for Yang Yan'an to stand properly.

Dong Yue'e first tied wrist guards to Yang Yan'an's wrists, and then slowly squatted down to tie leg armor on his legs.

Fearing that Yang Yan'an would worry, Dong Yue'e used her hands to support herself on the ground and slowly got up, then took the skirt armor and tied it around his waist. Next came the trousers, the falcon tail, and finally the chainmail.

A relatively lightweight yet protective suit of armor was then put on.

Light armor only provides some protection for the wrists, calves, upper body, and lower body, but it is relatively lightweight and suitable for riding horses.

Because this was only to escort the emperor—Zhao Kuangyi—to the border to negotiate with Empress Dowager Xiao, and not to actually go to the battlefield, the Yang family men all left the capital in light armor to go to the border.

In addition to the armor Yang Yan'an is currently wearing, the actual armor used on the battlefield includes shoulder armor, breastplate, chest protector, waist armor, arm guards, breastplate, abdomen guard, waist guard, helmet, and swords.

After helping Yang Yan'an put on his light armor, Dong Yue'e took out a red ribbon embroidered with the character "An" from her sleeve and tied it around Yang Yan'an's right wrist guard. Holding Yang Yan'an's hands, she said with utmost seriousness, "Sanlang, I'll wait for you to come back safely."

"Okay. Don't worry, Third Sister, I will definitely come back safely. This time... I will definitely not miss the birth of the child." Yang Yan'an held Dong Yue'e's hand and made a serious promise.

With tears in her eyes, Dong Yue'e smiled and nodded: "Yes, you definitely won't miss it this time."

After saying this, Dong Yue'e turned away, her voice choked with emotion, unable to face this parting.

As the saying goes, "The eldest brother died for his master; the second brother died in battle due to exhaustion; the third brother's horse was trampled into the mud; the fourth brother was lost in Liao; the fifth brother became a monk in anger; the seventh brother was pierced by a hail of arrows; and the sixth brother went to see his parents alone."

Dong Yue'e thought her heart wouldn't ache, since she had known this ending all along.

But when Dong Yue'e saw Yang Liulang return to Tianbo Mansion in a sorry state and kneel before She Saihua and her sisters-in-law, her heart felt as if it were being torn apart, and she fainted.

Perhaps if she had left after winning over Yang Yan'an, she wouldn't have suffered so much. But she couldn't let go, she just couldn't. How could Dong Yue'e let go of someone like Yang Yan'an?

Dong Yue'e thought she could recover from her grief quickly, but... she loved too deeply and couldn't let go at all.

[Host's emotional state has been detected to be fluctuating excessively. Do you wish to leave this world?]

Dong Yue'e stared blankly at the control panel in front of her, her fingers trembling as she lifted it.

It was painful, so painful. Dong Yue'e thought she could face it bravely, but...

Leave now, just leave the rest to the clones.

Anyway... that person is no longer here.

"Mother!" The little girl ran in from outside and rushed into Dong Yue'e's arms: "Mother, don't cry, I'll protect you from now on!"

The little boy looked up at Dong Yue'e, his bright eyes fixed on her, and said, "I will protect you for Grandpa."

Dong Yue'e paused her hand pointing to "yes," took a deep breath, and hugged Yang Zongxian, saying, "Zongxian, why do you want to protect your mother?"

"Zongxian will protect Mother for Grandpa. Grandpa... made a promise with Zongxian!" Yang Zongxian hugged Dong Yue'e's neck and said earnestly, "Zongxian will grow up to be a real man like Grandpa, and Zongxian will protect Mother just like Grandpa did!"

Dong Yue'e raised her hand and pointed to "No," then hugged Yang Zongxian tightly and burst into tears.

Yes, I still have Zongxian and the unborn child in my belly. How can I just run away like a coward!

Time flies, and ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. Yang Zongxian has grown into a handsome young man, and Yang Sijun is already ten years old.

“It’s been…ten years!” Dong Yue’e sat in the room, stroking the red silk fan in her hand again and again: “The children have all grown up.”

Dong Yue'e said with a smile through her tears, "You...liar!"

“We agreed…” Dong Yue’e took a deep breath and said, “You wouldn’t miss the birth of the child again.”

"She's a lovely little girl!" Dong Yue'e said, wiping away her tears. She smiled and added, "I wonder how many fine young men will come to propose to her in the future! What a pity..."

Dong Yue'e sighed deeply, stroking the embroidery on the red silk fan and murmuring, "I'm afraid I won't be able to see it."

That red silk fan was quite old; the red color had faded considerably, and the embroidery on the fan surface was truly... appalling, with sparse stitches...

In short, it was clearly the work of a beginner. It was nothing special, yet Dong Yue'e treasured this poorly embroidered red silk fan, stroking it in her hands whenever she had free time for the past ten years.

Dong Yue'e gently stroked the fan. Perhaps because she had touched it so often, the embroidery on the fan had been worn down quite a bit, but it was still possible to vaguely make out that the red silk fan was embroidered with a blue phoenix and a fire phoenix.

As the saying goes: The blue phoenix and the fiery phoenix dance together. Their graceful figures complement each other.

Their love was deep and enduring; they slept and went out together, cried out in the rain and called out to each other. When the wind and rain struck, the birds were left alone, and the lonely birds cried out in despair.

Their voices were clear and hurried, they flew side by side, but alas, they were separated, filled with sorrow and longing, desperately searching for each other, before finally spreading their wings and soaring high.

The sight is too great to follow, the birds sing and chirp, their voices lingering, soft and gentle, their beauty fading into nothingness.

I was born into this world, and my wish is not to be empty, but to fly wing to wing, and walk together as one.

Branches grow wildly, their cries are mournful, a chilling feeling pervades, regret is swift and hasty.

Heaven knows my heart and pities my love; though I am a wanderer, I am devoted to love for a lifetime.

Before his wedding, Yang Yan'an entrusted She Saihua to give him this red silk fan, which was meant to express that Heaven knows my heart and pities my feelings; though I am a wanderer, I am devoted to love for a lifetime.

This was a promise of one love for life. And Yang Yan'an kept his word, loving only Dong Yue'e from beginning to end.