A Farm Girl: Three Acres of Fertile Land Can Be Exchanged for a Country

At the same time, Wutong personally wrote a letter to Adan, hoping to reach an agreement with Dongqi that even if they did not join forces to deal with the Central Plains, at least the latter should not interfere after the war between the Southern Frontier and Phoenix City broke out in the future.

Judging from past experience, Adan was very loyal to Wutong. Even though she was no longer the King of Dongqi when she returned this time, he was still very respectful to her when they met last time.

However, as the days went by, the plan in the border region had been successful, but Adan had not replied for a long time.

Unable to contain himself, Wutong decided to personally travel to Dongqi to obtain a definitive answer, lest it affect the final plan.

That night, after finishing his work, Duan Fufeng prepared to return to his bedroom to rest.

As soon as the door opened, I saw Wutong standing alone outside, bathed in moonlight, her skin as bright and clear as the moon.

He took off his coat and draped it over her, then gently scolded her.

"What are you doing standing outside all alone on such a cold night? If you want to find me, why don't you come in?"

His body radiated warmth, dispelling the chill in the air.

Wutong looked up at him and earnestly stated her plans.

Duan Fufeng refused outright.

"No."

"Why? Obtaining the assistance of Dongqi is crucial to us. If we don't act now, and they join forces with the Central Plains when the war begins, all our plans will be in vain, and we will definitely not be able to win."

"Winning or losing isn't important; what's important is that you don't get into danger."

Wutong said, "I won't go alone. I'll take my guards with me and travel by water. We'll arrive in Dongqi very soon."

Duan Fufeng still refused, saying, "If you insist on going, then wait a while. When I'm done with my work, I'll go with you."

How can that be? Instead of staying in the southern border region, he went to the eastern Qi region with me. What if that cunning old fox Lu Yisheng takes advantage of the situation?

Just as Wutong was about to persuade him to change his mind, a guard suddenly ran over, panting, and said, "Your Highness, Madam, someone outside the city wants to see you."

Outside the city? Could it be that Lu Yisheng has changed his mind and sent a messenger?

Duan Fufeng asked, "Who is it?"

"It was a woman who called herself Ruolan, and she was the sister of the lady."

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with the same question.

What is Ruolan doing here?

Wutong didn't want to see her and reflexively wanted to say to ignore her, but then she remembered her relationship with Adan and suspected that Adan had sent her. So she said to Duan Fufeng:

"Knowing about my relationship with her, will Adan ask her to act as his messenger and convey his reply?"

Duan Fufeng also thought this was possible and gave the order:

"Bring her in."

The guard immediately went to the city gate to convey Duan Fufeng's message. Soon, Ruolan was brought to the city lord's mansion, where she met Wutong and Duan Fufeng in a side hall.

Wutong sat in the chair and watched her walk up to her. Perhaps because of the long journey, she was not dressed as elegantly as usual. Her clothes were very simple, and she looked a bit travel-worn.

Her face, without makeup, bore obvious wrinkles, and her once fair skin was now marked with freckles.

She has really aged; the only thing that hasn't changed is her ever-present, practiced smile.

If it were their first meeting, Wutong would definitely assume that the other person was a gentle and kind person.

"I really didn't expect we'd meet here," Ruolan said with a smile.

Wutong remained silent, but Duan Fufeng, knowing the deep-seated grudges between them, willingly listened in.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, but Ruolan didn't seem to mind. She casually glanced around the side room, touched a decorative vase, and said:

"I really miss this feeling. Dongqi is ultimately a barbaric country, and its food and drink are not as refined as those in the Central Plains... Of course, the Central Plains is now far inferior to the Southern Frontier. Wutong, you are always the winner."

Wutong watched her silently, wondering how long she would keep up the act of intimacy.

Having lived for so many years, Ruolan has experienced many ups and downs, so this little embarrassment is nothing to her.

She took a box from the guard she had brought, opened it, and handed it to Wutong.

"Look, this is goat milk cake that I specially brought for you from Dongqi. They said it was your favorite food when you were here, but unfortunately you can't buy it anywhere else except Dongqi, so I picked the best one to bring you. Want to try it?"

Wutong glanced at her, picked up a piece of goat milk cake and put it in her mouth. It melted in her mouth, sweet but not greasy, and her lips and teeth were filled with a rich milky aroma.

Ruolan was overjoyed to see her eat, but her smile remained gentle.

"How is it? Delicious, right? Of all the things in the world, locally produced ones are the best and have the most flavor."

After finishing a piece of cake, Wutong asked casually, "So, what brings you here?"

Ruolan smiled.

"We haven't seen each other for so long, isn't it normal to bring some pastries to catch up with our sisters?"

Wutong scoffed.

"Reminiscing about the past? If we were to start reminiscing about our past, it would probably lead to someone's death."

Ruolan remained unfazed.

"Don't say that. Sisters don't hold grudges overnight, and besides..."

She glanced at Duan Fufeng and smiled, "We're destined to be together across a thousand years, aren't we?"

Duan Fufeng, who hadn't spoken until now, suddenly cleared his throat and summoned a guard.

The guard knelt on one knee: "Your Highness, what are your orders?"

"see a visitor out."

"Yes."

He lifted Ruolan up and started to walk out, spilling goat milk cake all over the ground, and Ruolan finally panicked.

"Wait, you can't send me away! Wutong, try to persuade him."

Wutong stood up, and instead of trying to dissuade her, she said:

"Why can't we send you away? Even if you've come from afar, given our relationship, letting you in to meet is enough. If there's nothing else, please leave."

"If I leave, you can forget about getting this pass."

Ruolan pulled a booklet from her bosom, held it up in her hand, and shouted.

Pass?

Wutong squinted at the booklet and asked in a deep voice, "What is this?"

Ruolan forcefully broke free from the guards' grasp, straightened her clothes, and said, "This is a pass that Duan Yuanqian gave to Lord Adan when he ascended the throne in order to win over Dongqi. There is only one in the whole world. With it, one can move freely in and out of the Central Plains, including Phoenix City."

Wutong held out her hand. "Let me see it."

The guard handed her the pass. She opened it and saw that the contents were exactly as she had described. Most importantly, there was a bright red seal under the last character, like an imperial seal.

Wutong rarely saw the Imperial Seal and, not daring to confirm it, handed it to Duan Fufeng for a look.

Duan Fufeng nodded, indicating that it was true.

She looked at Ruolan again, and the other smiled at her, trying her best to make it genuine.

"Did Adan ask you to give this to me?" Wutong asked.

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