At this moment, Yun Ge gazed into the boundless night, feeling as though her world had also dimmed in an instant.
For Purple Chervil, had she become a stranger now?
Once the closest stranger...
When Liang Zhichen came back, he was just about to enter the house when he saw Shu Yu, like himself, barefoot on the ground.
Shu Yu glanced at her older brother, a hint of teasing playing on her lips.
"A true master of drama indeed," said Liang Zhichen.
Afterwards, his long hair traced a fairy-like arc as he headed straight back inside, avoiding his three younger brothers sleeping on the floor, and slowly climbed onto the kang bed.
Liang Zhichen lay on the kang, his eyes thoughtful.
His brows slightly knitted.
Ever since he learned of Baobao’s affliction with Gu Poison, he had thought about it.
What exactly was Baobao’s identity, and why had she been struck by the Devouring God Gu?
Later, he unexpectedly dreamed of some events, as if living another life in his dreams.
He called this dream a ’Premonition Dream’.
And in the Premonition Dream, Yun Ge’s appearance, her death, and the eighty thousand soldiers who died with her, bodies piled up and blood flowing like rivers, all these led him to many speculations.
Until tonight, when Yun Ge mentioned another name for Baobao.
Liang Zhichen had a deep impression of this name.
Pingchang Prefecture, Taihang Town, far from the frontier, information was scarce. But in Liang Zhichen’s dreams, after Yun Ge’s death, he had crossed the frontier, and it was then that he had heard some bizarre tales.
It was said that there was a girl, fifteen years old, who was exceptionally promoted to Frontier General during her coming-of-age ceremony, and half a year later, she served as Commander of the Army. But after the age of sixteen, she suddenly vanished from public view.
In the frontier regions, the name Baowei was known to all, yet people only knew her name and had never seen her. Rumors claimed she was eight feet tall, tremendously strong, extremely fierce, with the lives of hundreds of thousands in her hands.
There were also rumors that she was born with three heads and six eyes, and eight arms, embodying a malevolent specter.
In any case, there were numerous rumors about her, and even the enemy state of Dajin would tremble at the mention of her name.
With this thought, Liang Zhichen turned over.
Three heads, six eyes, eight arms?
His Baobao, clearly just a simple, naive little girl. She had human emotions and desires, sometimes stubborn, single-minded, loved to go down blind alleys, often trapping herself inside one without a way out.
Far from the fearful figure demonized in the rumors, like a ghostly deity.
He quietly reached his hand into the young girl’s quilt, gently grasping her hand.
Yet he thought absently.
He had been curious where Yun Ge’s eighty thousand troops had come from, and now he seemed to understand.
He suddenly realized something.
This woman, the reason she led her troops to The Outside initially may not just have been for the mandate Baobao wrote in the book, but also because of...
Her deep-seated suspicions indicated she was a person who handled things meticulously. The consequences of leading troops to The Outside, she must have been fully aware. Yet still, she did it.
If not for burial, then what?
A burial of a full eighty thousand people!
Born together, vowed to follow even in death, unwilling to let her be lonely even if it meant going to Ghost’s Yellow Spring.
They all went to accompany her.
Liang Zhichen swallowed hard, suddenly pulled back the girl’s quilt, and gently embraced her.
No matter the dreams, no matter the future, but should there come a day when it’s unavoidable, he would not let her walk that lonely road alone.