The Rebirth of Bai Qi: The Way of Qi

Bai Qi walked through the forest in the dim light of the setting sun, and saw the winding mountain ranges, with countless peaks alternating with the shadows of the sun.

The dense shade gradually became shrouded in a thin mist, resembling an ink wash landscape painting that captivated the soul.

His separation from Han Fu left him feeling somewhat unsatisfied. He carried his sword and walked with a calm yet steady gait.

The mountain breeze carried the slight chill of early spring as he walked through the lush woods, occasionally rustling as if talking to himself.

Just as they were leisurely reminiscing about the past, Han Fu returned on horseback, and they rode side by side, wishing to travel together again.

"General Bai, our current stronghold is not far ahead." She pointed ahead, her expression filled with an undisguised sense of pride.

Bai Qi wanted to follow them into the military camp, but as dusk approached and the mountains slanted down, they unexpectedly came to a canal and faintly heard melodious music drifting from the water's edge. It sounded like a harmonious zither and lute, but more like a singer's sobbing, with each note conveying an unspeakable sadness.

He paused to listen, the wind whispered the moon's song, and the drizzle fell softly, gradually tinging the mountains and rivers with the darkness of night.

Against this backdrop of breathtaking, flawless scenery, the song resonated even more deeply, touching the very soul.

Han Fu glanced sideways and listened intently as the singing gradually approached. Her face was smiling, her eyes sparkling like flowers, as if she knew why Bai Qi had stopped. "This is Situ Yan, the most beautiful singer in the army. She is skilled in music and can compose melodies with the flow of water."

General Bai must be moved by her gaze. Han Fu's words were full of affection, and the corners of her lips slightly upturned as she tried to explain.

Upon hearing this, Bai Qi felt a sense of connection and followed Han Fu on horseback to the nearby edge. There, he saw a beautiful woman sitting on the cliff. Under the moonlight, she seemed to be startled by the sight of a stone breaking the sky. Her white clothes were flowing, and a light mist swirled around her. The crimson in her hand was like fire, and it was a hanging flute.

Her skin was as smooth as jade, her eyes alluring and her face delicate; her fair hands reached across the river to capture the pure light, which shone like the moonlit sky.

She is Situ Yan, the daughter of a beautiful woman in the army, and also a formidable figure among them.

As they approached the riverbank, Han Fu waved her hand, and Yan Ge suddenly stopped. Situ Yan slowly stood up, and Bai Qi's gaze met hers. She smiled gently, revealing her white teeth. A gentle breeze blew, and she gave a slight bow, her lips barely moving.

"Situ Yan greets the General." Her voice was as gentle as a lamb's, and her words and laughter were full of affection, as if a light veil revealed a shadow.

Bai Qi was slightly moved and eagerly returned the greeting, forgetting that he was still in the midst of the army. "Hearing your harmonious voice at night was like entering another world. It's no wonder that the lingering sound only amplifies the feeling under the light rain."

Situ Yan curtsied again and smiled sweetly, "General, you flatter me. But I only need some clear notes to match the style of the music, for only birds can fly south."

Bai Qi found his words ingenious and then confirmed that they reflected the aspirations of kindred spirits, whose unique charm and joy were often harmonious.

Having already learned of this, he arranged for himself to sit at the high end and stand on the bank. Just as he was about to bid farewell to Han Fu at the Mo Ran place, unexpectedly, the sound of wind grew closer from afar, and a rider appeared like lightning. Although still far away, his whereabouts were already clear.

"General Han, General Bai, there is an emergency in the army." The person who came was Xu Qi, a trusted general of Han Fu. He said urgently without waiting to ask what was going on.

Han Fu frowned slightly, startled but not moving, and instead asked, "What's the rush?"

"Some say that the enemy who fled yesterday was led by a mysterious person, hidden in the moonlight and concealed in the mountains and forests."

They suddenly revealed themselves; if you do not act hastily, how can we, as citizens, be indignant for our country?

Having said this, Bai Qi then painstakingly formulated his plan, first discussing it before taking action, in order to deeply seek the truth and righteousness.

Those who follow my heart's desire will stand shoulder to shoulder with Han.

Han Fu pondered for a moment, then nodded, and summoned his generals to discuss the matter, ordering them to take immediate action on the most important issues.

Situ Yan understood his intentions, so she excused herself and stepped aside. Although her laughter was so pervasive that it almost blinded everyone, it made Bai Qi feel a pang of regret.

The night wind was cold, and the moonlight was serene. Bai Qi and Han Fu led their troops through the mountains and forests. The slightly chilly wind brushed against their faces. Bai Qi knew in his heart that the black-clad assassin's plan today must have been initiated by someone.

As his thoughts turned, he couldn't help but glance at Situ Yan in the distance, seemingly noticing her plain face and white silk.

The forest remained quiet, though the occasional bird song in the wind added a slight murmur to the branches.

Bai Qi followed along, wandering through the secluded mountains, when he saw Situ Yan, who was also seen in strange places, lingering in the shadows.

Clearly, beyond the chorus of chirping insects, there was little to be seen. Bai Qi stopped in astonishment, a sudden realization dawning on him: this was to be on par with a withered leaf insect, a meeting of fates beyond measure.

As you walk along the stream, the sounds echo along the shady path, like gentle waves lapping against the water, venturing into the mountains and forests.

Bai Qi paused, listened intently, and heard the sound of a high-pitched song that seemed to continue endlessly, its lingering notes drifting through the mountains and forests, captivating his heart and soul.

For a moment, Bai Qi's gaze was fixed on the sky, and he was completely captivated by her beauty.

Situ Yan returned from the north bank and disappeared among the willows under the moon. After a long time, she came with a flute, dressed in white robes and wide shoes, walking slowly.

The Qi River flows between them, its waters shimmering and beautiful. When Bai Qi sees Bai Qi again, his heart shines with brilliance, like a dazzling pearl in the wilderness.

"General Bai, what troubles you?" she asked, her words as gentle as a spring breeze. Bai Qi felt he could not avoid the question, so he replied slowly, "I do have something to say. What Yan said is true. I was able to seek help and make progress the other day, and I should be punished accordingly."

She gestured briefly, conveying her thoughts clearly, without showing the slightest fear, but looked into his eyes and said, "If the general is won over, I will respect him."

I am unable to carefully consider my own condition; let him guide me, regardless of whether there is a future.

Bai Qi pondered for a moment, then continued, "Express your worries and anxieties, and let the rites be revealed."

How could I be without fear? To witness the wondrous voice of Situ Yan's unique discourse—wouldn't that soothe my palpitations and allow me to walk more slowly?"

Situ Yan nodded slightly, sighed leisurely, her eyes filled with endless affection, yet a faint smile rose at the corners of her mouth, so affectionate and leisurely, as if to both dispel Bai Qi's worries and conceal her own inner anxieties.

Upon seeing this, Bai Qi vaguely sensed that this woman was not as calm as she appeared, and that she must be hiding a secret within her heart.

Although it is difficult to reach the pinnacle, Situ seems to have brushed away the dust and become majestic, standing tall and solitary, his words as beautiful as jade.

"Although I was puzzled, upon meeting Situ Miaoyin, I felt completely at ease, as if I were surrounded by the shadows of flowers."

Bai Qi smiled, his mind fully absorbed, unaware that his expression was unconsciously revealed.

As soon as he finished speaking, he sensed an unprecedented resonance, a deep harmony between their souls.

But Situ Yan was as white as ice and snow. She nodded gently, her gaze as gentle as spring, but her heart seemed to be troubled, like the sorrow of night rain lingering in her mind.

Seeing Bai Qi so happy, he unconsciously wanted to help her, so he asked, "Situ, is there something on your mind?"

Situ Yan paused slightly, turned her gaze to the distance, seemingly unaware of Bai Qi's gaze, and said in a soft voice: "I have spent several years in a sinking vat, rising and falling, and now I have set it aboard a light boat to travel swiftly."

General Bai's wisdom and understanding are beyond reproach; Situ Yan dares not speak rashly.

Bai Qi's heart stirred again, and a sense of reluctance grew within him. He failed to grasp the deeper meaning behind it; instead, a surge of desires ignited within him.

“Minister, having obtained it will relieve your worries and suffering, so why worry about not understanding your intentions?”

At this moment, Situ Yan lowered her brows slightly, her thoughts flowing like spring water.

She gently put down the flute in her hand, raised her head to face Bai Qi, and said in a solemn yet affectionate voice, "General Bai, you are indeed well-mannered. Situ did not disturb you, so I have no regrets."

Nevertheless, Bai Qi heard reluctance and emotion in Situ Yan's answer.

Therefore, she found it difficult to navigate the complexities of life, striving to be a leader while remaining humble and unwavering in her beliefs.

In the hazy distance, mountains and seas are connected. At this moment, an invisible connection arises between them.

Suddenly realizing something, Bai Qi was filled with emotion and deeply admired the woman before him for her unwavering perseverance.

He was determined to help her break free from her constraints. Their fate was sealed, and they rarely clashed.

Under the moonlight, a gentle breeze blew, and the two sat down side by side on the grass. In the distance, the sound of flowing water could be heard, like the whisper of the night.

All the little things seem to have flowed away in time, like a reflection, and only this remains as Situ Yan's laughter.

Bai Qi said earnestly, "Minister, if you wish to assist me, I cannot refuse."

He wisely comforted her loneliness.

Situ Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud. She turned around, her eyes filled with stars. No matter how quiet the night was, she hoped that peace would be restored between heaven and earth.

"General Bai, how dare I, Minister of Works! We are facing such a difficult situation, how could I presume to offer my opinion?"

Though the voice was soft, it brought Bai a slight sense of comfort. On this night, the water shimmered and rippled, and the two sat on the shore, as if riding the wind, like a swift boat.

On their return journey, the sky was overcast, so Bai Qi and Han Fu took shelter on the road. As soon as they stopped, they were greeted by the dazzling and bright morning light.

Bai Qi and Han Fu revisited Zeye, and their friends conspired together to arrive, further strengthening Bai Qi's resolve.

In their future plans for each other, one can vaguely see new hope. Miaoyin Situ Yan is like a flower petal in this landscape, occupying an indelible place in Bai Qi's heart.

This connection brought Bai Qi endless peace of mind, but at the same time, new ideas arose in his heart.

This encounter seemed like fate, or perhaps a predetermined coincidence. He knew that this would be an indispensable piece in the future game, and also his gateway to understanding the complexities of destiny.

He longed to fully appreciate this journey of change.

Si Yan's every word was full of genuine emotion, like spring water pouring down, powerful yet silent, stirring up calm and clear waves.

From then on, she shone like a star in the darkness, illuminating Bai Qi's heart and becoming an eternal light.

Bai Qi's smile gradually spread outwards, becoming more resolute and composed as he faced the unknown future. It was foreseeable that this was a glorious prelude.