Zhi Chen had once told her about Pei Yu. In Zhi Chen’s "Premonition Dream," Shujun met a very tragic death, and the instigator was none other than Pei Yu.
Although Pei Yu was no longer a threat without the backing of Nu Woer, she inevitably still worried about Shujun’s safety.
She traveled through the night without stopping, galloping without a break.
Originally, traveling from Qingfeng Prefecture to Taihang Town in Pingchang Prefecture took a long time. But because she was intent on hurrying, minimizing sleep and even eating on horseback, she and Hong Fei and the others entered the territory of Pingchang Prefecture after several days.
After a year, revisiting the old place, as she stepped into this land, her mind was filled with all the events that had occurred in Pingchang Prefecture.
In that little village located in the mountains, she had met them, and initially, many unpleasant things had happened.
Even now, she was somewhat incredulous; these brothers, each outstanding, truly creme de la creme, had once bowed their heads for several taels of silver, leading such pitiable lives.
Her heart was in turmoil, and she couldn’t help but think of Yixuan.
Yixuan gave her a strange feeling, it seemed, it seemed...
She pursed her lips, feeling somewhat bitter in her heart, hoping it wasn’t as she feared.
Pingchang Prefecture, Taihang Town.
"Coming back here, even the air feels different from Qingfeng Prefecture, so refreshing!"
A dashing and beautiful man in a red garment stretched and stepped down from the carriage.
Beside him, Liang Haoming’s hair had grown much longer than a year before and could be tied up. He was dressed in a green outfit, a color he did not particularly like, so he scowled.
But Yue Ning was naturally blessed. Putting aside his personality, just his physique and appearance alone were exemplary. He was just born in the wrong place; otherwise, in Dajin, in that male-dominated society, who knows how many women would have flocked to him for his cool and handsome charm.
Yue Ning looked gloomily at Third Brother. "Can I change my clothes?"
"What’s wrong with them?"
"This color is nice, I’m wearing red, you’re wearing green, isn’t it just right?"
"We’re not plants, and besides, I’m not you. I don’t have your flamboyance."
Shujun cocked an eyebrow and then leaned over. He hooked his arm around Yue Ning’s neck, affecting a flirtatious manner and spoke softly, "Little Wu, why can’t you remember? Although I’m third in line, I’m still your brother. Are you going to talk to your brother like that? Your brother here is heartbroken~~~~~"
Yue Ning, with an expression of revulsion, pushed away the Third Brother clinging to him. "I want to change back; this color is too conspicuous. Look around, all the men and women in the street, who else is wearing green? This color is no good, really no good!"
Moreover, green leaves set off red flowers; he was not blind to Third Brother’s intentions, hmph! This man was just too flamboyant, always wanting to show off.
Shujun put on an exaggeratedly pained expression, clutching his heart, "Liang Yue Ning, I’ve really misjudged you. I didn’t expect you to be !"
Yue Ning was dumbfounded. "Huh? What are you talking about? What’s wrong with me? What did I do?"
Shujun looked melancholic, "My vision is splendid, this outfit suits you well. We’ve come back this time to hold our heads high; wearing all black like you’re in mourning, what’s that all about? We already have Lao Si at home wearing black, you should just dutifully wear this one!"