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Shen Han slammed the teacup down on the table, spilling tea that meandered into a dark red stream on the pine wood surface. "How can this world be so unfair? Good people suffer injustice and die, while bad people go unpunished and continue to enjoy wealth and luxury!"

Her voice trembled slightly, and her eyes reddened, as if all the resentment and bitterness that had been building up for so long were finally pouring out.

Seeing Shen Han's excited expression, Shen Man felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

She knew that Shen Han and Cui Jinrong were engaged, and now that she heard that the Meng family's exoneration was being hindered, she would definitely feel sad for him.

She gently took Shen Han's hand and said softly, "Sister Han, I understand how you feel. I'll head to the border camp now to discuss this matter with General Meng."

"I'll leave the affairs of the government office to you and Zhu Jing."

Then, she released Shen Han's hand, took out the letter Chu Zhiyi had written to Cui Jinrong from the drawer, and carefully put it into her sleeve.

"Third sister, since this is a matter for the Meng family, how can I stand idly by?"

Shen Han immediately stood up, stepped forward and grabbed Shen Man's sleeve tightly, looking at her intently, "I have been practicing martial arts hard all these years, hoping that one day I can put them to use."

I couldn't participate in your last trip to Rongzhou to resist the Japanese pirates, but this time I must go with you.

Looking at the flames dancing in Shen Han's eyes, Shen Man knew that they were burning affection and an uncontrollable longing.

How could she not know that Shen Han and Cui Jinrong had feelings for each other? It was just that because of their respective duties, although they were both in the border town, they had never even met.

Thinking of this, Shen Man's thoughts drifted to Chu Zhiyi. If it were Chu Zhiyi who had to take the risk this time, how could she feel at ease?

“Sister Han, I can take you to the border camp to see General Meng.” Shen Man took a deep breath and looked at Shen Han with a determined gaze. “However, whether we can go to Mi Kingdom depends on his decision. This mission is extremely dangerous, and we must be very careful.”

A hint of joy flashed in Shen Han's eyes, and she nodded heavily: "Okay! I promise to listen to him in everything and not do anything reckless."

"Okay, then you go pack your things quickly, I'll go and call the harpy eagle."

Half an hour later, the two of them finished arranging their own affairs and rode on the horned eagle to the border town military camp.

Since becoming the lord of this border town, Shen Man has frequently traveled between the border town and Qiufeng Town. And her means of transportation is basically a horned eagle.

For ease of riding and for greater safety and comfort, she recently commissioned someone to custom-make a saddle for the horned eagle that can accommodate two people.

It was Shen Han's first time riding a horned eagle, and he appeared extremely nervous.

Shen Man let her hug her and also told the harpy eagle to fly as steadily as possible.

Because they set off early, and the eagles flew fast, the two arrived at the border town's military camp by noon.

The eagle that Shen Man was riding was like a dark cloud pressing down, and when its wings swept across the training ground, it startled a chorus of neighing warhorses.

Shen Han gripped the saddle tightly, his gaze piercing through the swirling dust, and immediately spotted the familiar figure in the center of the training ground—Cui Jinrong.

His golden armor gleamed dazzlingly in the sunlight, making him appear even more handsome and dashing, like a god descended from heaven.

He held a long spear, his posture upright like a pine tree, his eyes revealing determination and courage.

Around the drill ground, the soldiers stood in neat rows, their eyes fixed on Cui Jinrong, as if he were their pillar of strength.

A surge of indescribable excitement welled up in Shen Han's heart. At this moment, Cui Jinrong gave her a feeling that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Attracted by the enormous figure overhead, Cui Jinrong squinted and looked up at the sky.

When he realized that it was a harpy eagle flying overhead, a faint smile immediately appeared on his face.

"It's the city lord!" The soldiers, having finally recognized the person on the horned eagle, shouted joyfully.

"Horned Eagle, stop right now!" Shen Man immediately shouted to the horned eagle.

The harpy eagle flew to an empty corner of the training ground and slowly landed.

Shen Man nimbly jumped off the eagle, then reached out and pulled Shen Han down.

Cui Jinrong walked towards them, and when he saw that the person standing next to Shen Man was actually Shen Han, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face: "Han'er, what brings you here? When did you come to the border town?"

Cui Jinrong's knuckles trembled slightly as he gripped the spear, betraying his inner turmoil.

He gazed at the plum blossom jade hairpin in Shen Han's hair, the familiar luster making his eyes burn.

"Jinrong..."

Shen Han looked back at him. The man in front of her had gleaming armor, but his eyes still overlapped with those of the red-clad boy in her memory.

Her heart pounded, and she dug her nails into her palms, barely managing to suppress the urge to touch him.

She noticed the thin layer of sweat on his temples and the deliberately tense jawline, and suddenly realized that he was nervous too.

"Ahem... General Meng, this is no place for us to talk, there are too many people here."

Shen Man stepped forward, subtly separating the two of them. "Besides, I have something important to discuss with you this time. Let's go to your tent and sit down to talk in detail."

Cui Jinrong seemed to wake from a dream, his Adam's apple bobbing as he turned to lead the way.

He heard Shen Han's light footsteps behind him, each step feeling like a tap on his heartbeat.

Upon arriving at Cui Jinrong's tent, Shen Man made an excuse that she was hungry and needed to go to the kitchen to find something to eat, and then left on her own.

Cui Jinrong knew that Shen Man was just providing him and Shen Han with an opportunity to be alone together.

After a moment of hesitation, he led Shen Han into his tent.

After Shen Han sat down, Cui Jinrong poured her a cup of hot tea, then squatted down and quietly looked at her, as if still trying to confirm whether the person in front of him was real or not.

"How have you been this past year?" Shen Han felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze and broke the silence first, her voice so soft as if she were afraid of shattering the illusion before her.

Cui Jinrong's throat bobbed, and she suddenly stepped forward, the dragon pattern on her armor almost touching her clothes.

His trembling fingertips brushed across her cheek; beneath the rough touch was a familiar warmth.

"Han'er, for more than a year, I have thought of you every day. I never thought that you would actually come to my side!"

Shen Han grabbed his wrist with her other hand. His wrist guard hurt her, but it was nothing compared to the dull pain in her heart: "You've been gone for over a year without leaving me a single word. Do you know how worried I was about you?"

"I'm sorry, Han'er, for making you worry about me. I was deeply shocked when I found the letters in Cui Chengdao's study that showed his collusion with Meng Qi, as well as the jade pendant that confirmed my identity."

I had considered informing you, but I worried that going there rashly might alert your guards, so I came directly to the border town instead.

Shen Han's eyes reddened, and she gently punched his chest: "You, you never think things through. If I knew you were safe, I would worry less."

Cui Jinrong held her hand and said affectionately, "It was my oversight. I won't let you worry anymore. By the way, you still haven't told me when you arrived in the border town?"