Even women who travel through time can become prime ministers and nobles.

On the eve of the Lunar New Year, the three decided to keep warm by performing their talents. Shen Yanchu took the lead, picked up his sword, walked out of the cave, and stepped into the snow-covered landscape.

He stood tall and straight, like a pine tree in the snow, the sword in his hand gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

With his movements, the sword moved like a swimming dragon, sometimes light and agile, sometimes fierce and powerful.

Shen Yanchu's swordsmanship was elegant and graceful, with each movement flowing naturally, as if he were one with the snowflakes.

His figure danced gracefully in the snow, the sword shadows clashing, creating a beautiful scene.

Shi Wanxia and her companion were captivated by Shen Yanchu's swordsmanship. They stood quietly in front of the cave, savoring the tranquility and beauty.

Snowflakes drifted down, landing on Shen Yanchu, but they did not affect his performance. His swordsmanship grew even more ferocious, as if he wanted to cleave the cold winter night in two.

Finally, Shen Yanchu sheathed his sword and stood there, leaving deep footprints in the snow. His face radiated confidence and satisfaction, and Shi Wanxia and the other person couldn't help but applaud and cheer for him.

"Wow, Brother Shen, you're amazing! You're like a martial arts master, graceful and agile as a dragon in flight. So impressive!"

Shi Wanxia was stunned by his figure. Shen Yanchu had a cool and elegant temperament. It was hard not to be captivated by his sword skills!

"Alright, let's go back now, it's freezing."

Cui Yu'an hugged himself tightly with his hands, it was really freezing cold outside! He couldn't stand it anymore, so he ran into the cave to warm himself by the fire.

"Brother Shen, let's go inside quickly, it's really too cold outside."

Shi Wanxia instinctively stepped forward to help him back to the cave. Shen Yanchu glanced at her affectionately, his eyes smiling. He followed her back to the cave. The three of them played a game of pitch-pot using earthenware buckets.

The other two were trained, how could I possibly compete? I missed three shots in a row, so Shi Wanxia gave up.

"I'll accept the loss, don't worry! This is your strong suit, how could I possibly beat you two?"

Cui Yu'an looked at Shi Wanxia with great interest, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes. He secretly wondered what kind of talent this seemingly lively and playful girl would bring to the table.

Shi Wanxia stood in the center of the field, a confident smile on her face. Her gaze swept over the two of them, as if searching for something.

Both men watched her with curiosity and anticipation. However, judging from her appearance, she did not seem like the kind of woman who was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

Just as the two were wondering, Shi Wanxia suddenly said, "Let me sing a song."

"The distant mountains called to me; I've passed by them a thousand times, picking a few blossoms halfway up, which then drifted towards the singers. That simple moment, after it departed, I never saw it again."

On the one-way train, humming a song the whole way, they say leaving home is wandering, no matter how far, when you miss someone, remember to open the window and look up, they say no matter where you are, you're always on the road, when the traveler returns home and winter snow arrives, you're not afraid of the wind and waves...

That pure timbre, like celestial music, is captivating. It seems to travel through a time tunnel, taking people back to bygone years and evoking forgotten memories. The entire piece is incredibly moving, drawing the listener in and letting their thoughts drift along with it.

It is an emotional outpouring, a reflection on life, and an exploration of human nature. In this pure yet melancholic, lively melody...

"Miss Shi, who composed this song? It sounds quite nice. Do you have any more cheerful tunes? After all, it's a festival! Would you like to sing another song, Miss?"

Cui Yu'an thought the song was pleasant to listen to, but the lyrics were rather melancholic. It wasn't that he disliked it, but it was too sad and out of place.

"No, I've already sung, and there are no fireworks to set off today."

Shi Wanxia secretly rolled her eyes. This guy's pretty picky. It's alright, our great China has a diverse and vibrant culture, with plenty of good songs. It's not like you can just listen to whatever you want.

In the desolate mountains and forests, the three sat around a campfire, playing games and chatting, bidding farewell to the old year and welcoming the new. Shen Yanchu felt a sense of ease and comfort he had never experienced before, a feeling he thoroughly enjoyed.

As night fell, the stars twinkled, and the firelight illuminated their faces. Their laughter and conversation echoed through the silent forest, breaking the stillness of the night.

The tension and excitement of the game intertwined with the relaxed and enjoyable chatter, allowing them to forget all their troubles.

Shen Yanchu had not enjoyed such a leisurely life as he had in the past few months for a long time. Although it was hard, there was no scheming or assassination.

Every night when he woke up, he would see the campfire still burning, and his friends still beside him. This feeling of warmth and security filled him with immense happiness. He knew that these moments were precious, and he would cherish them.

As the New Year approached, they cheered and jumped for joy, welcoming the new year. In this desolate wilderness, they made their wishes, hoping that the new year would be filled with happiness and surprises.

Winter passed, the ice and snow melted, the sun shone brightly again, and the forest returned to its lush green state. Shi Wanxia and Shen Yanchu went hunting, wandering through the dense forest and feeling the vitality of nature.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, creating dappled patterns that shone on them. Shi Wanxia, ​​dressed in light hunting attire, held a sword, her eyes focused and sharp. Shen Yanchu, carrying a hunting bag and with a dagger at his waist, walked beside her.

The forest was filled with a fresh scent, and birds sang merrily in the branches, as if welcoming their arrival. They proceeded cautiously, paying attention to their surroundings.

Suddenly, a wild rabbit darted out of the bushes. Shi Wanxia quickly signaled to Shen Yanchu, who gathered his inner strength and threw a small knife that flew through the air, knocking the rabbit to the ground. He walked over, put the rabbit into his game bag, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

They continued exploring the forest, occasionally spotting other prey. Shen Yanchu, highly skilled in martial arts and agile, hit his target with every shot. Shi Wanxia was responsible for collecting the prey, ensuring their haul was plentiful.

The two carefully passed through a secluded valley, where a clear stream flowed gently, its surface rippling. All around were high mountains and dense forests, the lush trees towering and upright, their branches intertwining to form a green canopy.

They searched the valley for a long time and finally found a precious antidote in a secluded place.

However, they soon discovered that the antidote was guarded by a ferocious beast. The beast was enormous, its fur stood on end, and its eyes exuded both majesty and ferocity.

Without the slightest hesitation, Shen Yanchu stepped forward to face the ferocious beast. His eyes were firm and resolute, his hand gripping his weapon tightly, ready to engage in a life-or-death struggle with the creature.

In the tense standoff, Shen Yanchu displayed extraordinary courage and skill. He skillfully evaded the beast's attacks while simultaneously seeking opportunities to counterattack. After a fierce battle, Shen Yanchu finally succeeded in defeating the beast and preserving the antidote.

The two, carrying the antidote, hurriedly left the valley. Shi Wanxia observed for a long time but saw no sign of the beast pursuing them. She helped Shen Yanchu sit down to meditate and regulate his breathing, anxiously watching their surroundings to protect him.

As time passed, the sun gradually slanted westward, and the sky was adorned with a magnificent sunset. Shi Wanxia and Shen Yanchu returned with their bounty, carrying their prey back to the camp to enjoy a sumptuous dinner and make jerky, since this forest was not a place they could stay for long.