Chapter 207

Lucheng.

This is a small frontier town less than 300 miles away from the northern border. The north is poor and the climate is even worse. The New Year is just a few days away, and every household has decorated their doors with lanterns and pasted red paper couplets.

The freezing cold weather could not hide the joy on people's faces.

They can't remember the last time they could celebrate the New Year so peacefully.

But they knew that all this was due to King Zhenbei's efforts.

Lu Ziyan, who was worshipped as a god by the people living in the border areas, was now in Lu City, knocking on the door of a villa.

The gate was opened by a servant, and a tall young man stood in the courtyard. He seemed to have been waiting for a long time. His ink-black cloak was covered by the snow, with only his original color faintly visible.

Lu Ziyan's face was as gloomy as water. He stepped inside, and the people following him stopped outside the door.

The snow was still falling, and the two men stood in the snow, facing each other from a distance.

Pei Yuqing blinked her eyelashes lightly, a few snowflakes fell, and asked, "Where is she?"

Where is she...

The numb tip of his heart was torn with pain. Lu Ziyan stretched out his arm, and the spear in his hand made a low sound of thirst for blood. "Do you know that you are here to seek death?"

The person opposite him was full of murderous intent, but Pei Yuqing was not moved at all and his face was extremely calm.

He said calmly: "If I die, your plans for the throne will not go smoothly."

"Do you think I care about this?" Lu Ziyan sneered, "I only regret not killing you last year."

Let this man and his Wanwan become a couple in name only.

Let them develop a relationship for a year!
Pei Yuqing looked at the man opposite her with a face full of jealousy. The calmness in her eyes was broken, and the emotions that she had tried hard to suppress were churning inside.

His lips moved, "She was abducted by the Jin people, but...was she hurt?"

With his strength, he would naturally find out that Xie Wan Ning was not abducted by Lu Ziyan.

From the moment he knew the little girl had fallen into a den of thieves, all his calmness, composure, and ease in control were gone. All gone.

Pei Yuqing had never been so panicked before. He could not care about anything and could not take care of anything. He dropped all the important tasks at hand and rushed here from the south regardless of everything.

He just wanted to take his wife home, but he learned along the way that she was rescued by Lu Ziyan and taken to Northern Xinjiang by Lu Ziyan.

The emperor issued an imperial decree ordering them to divorce.

And she was going to hold her wedding with another man in Northern Xinjiang and tell the world about it.

Lu Ziyan would not deliberately damage the reputation of his beloved, but he also had no intention of clearing up the confusion for his rival. He pretended not to hear anything and his eyes fell on Pei Yuqing's face.

Her beautiful eyes and eyebrows were gentle and affectionate, and her face and lips were pale. It seemed that she was exhausted from the long journey and her sick body could not bear it.

It was this old, frail, scheming man who, relying on this face, seduced his girl Wanwan away.

In order to protect the life of this sickly person, in such a chaotic and murderous world, she, a lady who felt tired after walking two more steps, ran away.

Five full days!

He hadn't heard from her!
Lu Ziyan closed his eyes tightly and said, "I won't take your life. From now on, you must remember that Wanwan is my wife and has nothing to do with you anymore."

His voice was hoarse, "She has always loved me. I did something wrong before, and you took advantage of it. Now we have resolved the misunderstanding, and she agreed to marry me again."

"Where is she?" Pei Yuqing pursed her lips, "I want to hear what she says in person."

Even if the girl was really moved and chose to divorce him, she should tell him in person.

Before leaving Beijing, they were in love and spent day and night together. She promised to wait for him to come back.

The memories carried in each letter from home...

He wanted to hear it from her own mouth.

I have updated less frequently, so my dears, just make do with it~~~I recently started a new book, and writing it was exhausting and painful~~~