The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

As if understanding her words, Ta Feng immediately stopped. Si Kong Jin raised her hand and lifted the light veil under her bamboo hat, took a closer look, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise—

"Little Mink? What are you doing here?"

As soon as Sikong Jin finished speaking, Diao Ye, who had been silently squatting in front of her, stood up and walked towards her step by step. Sikong Jin's eyes lit up, and a hint of brilliance appeared in them. "You didn't come all this way just to see me off, did you? Where's Di Beizun? Why did you come out?"

As if finding Sikong Jin a bit too noisy, the sable glanced at her, then its plump yet incredibly agile figure darted away with lightning speed. Sikong Jin felt a weight on her shoulder and subconsciously turned her head to look at it, only to find the sable already firmly perched on her shoulder, its head turned to look in a certain direction behind her, its purple eyes unmoving.

Sikong Jin raised an eyebrow in surprise, then suddenly seemed to realize something, "You're not going to come with me, are you?"

The sable glanced at her and let out a howl, its meaning quite clear.

"No way? You really want to come with me? Are you sure you can bear to leave your noble and alluring master and come with me to Hangu Pass?"

Sikong Jin reached out and pinched Diao Ye's body, pulling him into her arms. Seeing Diao Ye's unwilling expression, she seemed to understand something immediately. A strange light flickered in her eyes. She poked Diao Ye's head, a gloating smile spreading across her face. "It was Di Beizun who sent you here, wasn't it?"

Sikong Jin asked in a low voice, not knowing whether she was asking Lord Diao or herself.

The sable lord met her indifferent gaze, called out softly again, and then shrank into Sikong Jin's arms, looking sullen. Occasionally, he would look up at Sikong Jin, the shimmering light in his purple eyes dimming slightly, which made Sikong Jin chuckle. Then he said, "Don't worry, you'll definitely live a life of luxury with me, much better than with your master. You should feel incredibly honored. Maybe this trip to Hangu Pass, or back to Malan City, will really help you find your soulmate."

'Awooo—'

The sable struggled for a moment, and a slight glimmer of light returned to its purple eyes.

"Following your master is very oppressive. Following me will definitely be free and exciting. Alright, time is of the essence, we need to get going!"

After saying that, Sikong Jin shouted, "Tafeng, let's go, hurry up!"

Upon hearing this, the rapid sound of horses' hooves immediately rang out, and a small white figure dashed into the soft moonlight ahead, only to be swallowed up by the vast sky in a short while...

In the early autumn of the 467th year of the Red Moon Calendar, on a hazy, stormy night, a weary figure, having traveled a long distance, suddenly appeared at the Hangu Pass on the border of the Dayong Dynasty.

The man was dressed in a black robe with a worn-out cloak draped over his shoulders. He also wore a black veiled hat. He looked very thin and frail. Bathed in the bleak wind and cold rain, even his cloak seemed unable to keep out the chill. He stood under the city gate, leading a fine horse, with a small black sable with shimmering purple eyes perched on his shoulder.

He looked up at the tightly closed city gate in front of him from afar.

The border is currently very tense, and war could break out at any moment. The defenses at Hangu Pass are particularly tight, as are those at Hangu City, which is nearly fifty miles away. As soon as night falls, the city gates are closed very early to prevent enemy troops from launching a surprise attack.

The man in black, wearing a bamboo hat, arrived at the city gate and asked the soldiers on the gate, "Is General Ji Wuge in Guanzhong?"

The soldiers who had come down to him were on guard. They noticed that the man was dressed entirely in black and wore a bamboo hat to cover his face, making him seem very mysterious and like a spy. Moreover, the fact that he immediately asked for General Ji Wuge made his behavior highly suspicious. So they asked him warily, "Who are you? Why do you want to see General Ji so late at night?"

Sikong Jin, under her bamboo hat, raised an eyebrow before replying, "Tell him I am Sikong Jin, the Deputy Commander of the Military Intelligence Bureau of the Central Prefecture of the Great Yong Dynasty. I have urgent business to discuss with him, and he should come out to greet me immediately!"

Upon hearing this, the soldier's legs trembled, and he quickly clasped his hands respectfully, "So it's Lord Sikong! Please wait a moment, this humble general will go and fetch General Ji!"

A moment later, the tightly closed gate finally opened slowly, and a series of rapid hoofbeats came from inside. Leading the way was Ji Wuge, dressed in a dark blue robe, followed by his several lieutenants.

Ji Wuge saw the black figure standing in the cool autumn wind and rain from afar, and was so excited that he almost fell off his horse. He dismounted in a panic and galloped towards Sikong Jin at the speed of a hundred miles.

The night wind kept blowing the light veil under Sikong Jin's bamboo hat. Seeing Ji Wuge running towards her, a bright smile appeared on her delicate face. She reached out and took off the bamboo hat on her head, tossed it behind her, and took a few big steps to walk up to him.

"A Jin!"

"Big brother!"

The two brothers rushed forward and embraced each other warmly. All the worry and concern they had accumulated over the past few days found an outlet at this moment. Ji Wuge's eyes burned with emotion as he patted Sikong Jin's back, his voice slightly hoarse with emotion—

"That's great! I've been on tenterhooks for over a year, thinking it would be a long time before I could see you again. A few days ago, that bastard Tang Jingyao wrote to say you were in Luoyang, but I didn't believe it. If you, you idiot, come to Luoyang and don't come to Hangu Pass to see me, I'll skin you alive!"

Sikong Jin raised her hand and gave Ji Wuge a series of hard slaps on the back, almost making Ji Wuge's heart jump out. "Look at what you're saying! I, Sikong Jin, am the most loyal person. I'd rather skip a few girls than not come and see you! You don't know, I rode eight horses to death on this journey, but I didn't stop for a moment to get here. Is there any good wine and food in the tent? I'm starving!"

'Awooo! Awooo!'

At this moment, the sable, which had been left aside by Sikong Jin, finally caught up. Its purple eyes stared intently at the two embracing each other, and it let out a howl. Ji Wuge turned his head in surprise to look at the sable, which bared its sharp and cold fangs at him, making Ji Wuge feel a chill suddenly run down his spine.

“Ajin, this is…”

Ji Wuge glanced at Diao Ye with some doubt, then asked Sikong Jin.

Sikong Jin released Ji Wuge, shrugged, and gave the sable a warning glare. The sable's sharp and fierce howl subsided slightly. With a light leap, it quickly jumped onto Sikong Jin's shoulder, its purple eyes staring at Ji Wuge with a very unfriendly gaze.