Otherworldly Companions: Every Handsome Man is Extraordinary

Lin Yi sent letters very frequently. Basically, as soon as he arrived at his post, he would send a letter every three days. In addition to the big and small things that happened every day, the letters were filled with his endless longing for Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu sometimes didn't know what to write, so she replied less frequently, usually only replying to one out of every two or three letters she received. But even so, Lin Yi was very happy and would always send back some local specialties from the border or small gifts containing her heartfelt wishes.

When Lanny opened the door, this was the scene he saw: Jiang Yu was unpacking a package and taking out cute little items, such as a bird carved from olive green gemstones and a whistle made from tree bark. With each item she looked at, a warm smile would appear on Jiang Yu's lips.

These were clearly gifts from the Forest Empire, and the lord's other companion had been sent to the border with the Forest Empire. Lanny's eyes flickered as he recalled that blond hair, as bright as the sun, but his eager smile remained unchanged. He was already very happy to see the lord so often.

"Lanni, you've arrived?" Jiang Yu looked up and saw Lanni being led in by a servant. She greeted Lanni with a smile and gestured for the servant to serve tea to the guest.

"Lanni, your method is really useful. Now we have a pretty good understanding of most of the Caizhu families. I've been discussing with Qingyin these past two days how to formulate some regulations and benefits." Jiang Yu casually put the things back into the package, then took out the letter and put it in the drawer.

"It is my duty to share the lord's burdens. If there is anything else that my family and I need to do, please let me know at any time." Lanny walked to the chair next to him and sat down. Jiang Yu noticed a detail: Lanny always sat in the same chair every time he came, and even his sitting posture was exactly the same. He looked very obedient. She was still a little dazed when she saw this face, but she didn't feel as much emotional turmoil as before. She felt that she had been slowly assimilated by this world, slowly merging with the Jiang Yu of the past, and gradually accepting the world's worldview. Her past feelings were deeply rooted in her heart. Although they had not changed, they were like clouds in the sky that could no longer be grasped or touched. Everything around her was so real, such as Lin Yi and Fan Qingyin.

Jiang Yu once wondered where the original Jiang Yu had gone since she had come here. As she gradually integrated with this world, she began to understand that Jiang Yu had always been just one person. Perhaps the original Jiang Yu and the current Jiang Yu were no different. Perhaps the original Jiang Yu was just a part of her personality. Now that she had come, the person Jiang Yu was complete. But like Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly, she didn't know whether the dream was of the past world or the present world. Jiang Yu dared not think too deeply, always feeling as if she was surrounded by a layer of mist. She could only guard her heart.

Jiang Yu had discussed this issue with Chen Xin in a letter. Chen Xin shared the same feeling, but she accepted it more easily. Chen Xin had no interest in pursuing or exploring the truth. She maintained the same attitude: since she was already in this world, she should let go of the past and embrace the future.

She had advised Jiang Yu in the same way, and her decisiveness in letting go had more or less influenced Jiang Yu's state of mind. Including her recent increasingly close and stable relationship with Fan Qingyin, Jiang Yu felt her heart was about to be breached. Fan Qingyin was a true divine being, a radiant deity, seemingly unapproachable, aloof, yet forcefully and unquestionably entering her life, her eyes, and her heart. Whenever he turned away indifferently and saw the sudden tenderness and closeness overflowing in her eyes, he was unknowingly and subtly turning her into his believer.

"My lord, it seems you've acquired some fine items?" Lost in thought, Jiang Yu was suddenly interrupted by Lanny's clear voice. She noticed him looking at the large package on the table with great interest, so she smiled slightly: "How many times have I told you, don't call me 'lord' anymore, just call me Jiang Yu. These are small gifts my husband sent me. Oh, my other husband, Lin Yi, the son of the Lin family in the royal city, is a young general. You haven't met him yet."

"Yes, I've only heard of him." He'd seen him, from the very beginning—such a dazzling young man, born into privilege, unforgettable, and enviable. Lanny thought to himself. But these unchangeable facts, besides leaving him powerless, also spurred those of them, who had almost nothing, to fight with their backs against the wall, to gamble and take a chance.

“I’ll see him when he comes back from his vacation. He’s a completely different person from Qingyin.” Jiang Yu smiled unconsciously when she thought of Lin Yi, but then felt a little helpless when she recalled his direct expression of emotion.

Looking at Jiang Yu's genuinely warm expression, Lanny felt he couldn't maintain his composure. She was so different from the Divine Envoy Fan Qingyin! The scenes of Fan Qingyin and Jiang Yu together were vivid in his mind; though not overly intimate, their relationship was harmonious, and the affection between them was evident. But as a man, Lanny clearly sensed that Fan Qingyin was more deeply in love, while Jiang Yu was obviously holding back. So, was all her affection given to someone else? Lanny recalled that first meeting on the beach, the dazzling blond man like a sun god. He couldn't help but mock himself inwardly. Compared to these two, Lanny, oh Lanny, what do you have to compete with? What makes you think you can? A bitter taste rose in Lanny's mouth, but when he looked up, he saw Jiang Yu sitting gracefully before him, beautiful as a masterpiece sculpted by God, so close, so within reach.