It was getting dark but lights were still bright on the ships. From a distance, the sea was still bright at the night.

After leaving the port of Jinmen for a long time, there was no ship or archway memorial at the ferry and no people or horses passing by.

Gu Yunxi hugged her knees and sat on the empty deck at the bow of the ship. The lantern made by cowhide was put aside.

She sat, cupping her cheeks, and quietly watched the churning water in the night.

At this moment, everything was silent, except for the sound of the water rattling when the boat sailed across the sea, and occasionally one or two waterfowl stretching their white wings flew over. The shrill chirp resounded through the sky.

The breeze blew gently, flicking the girl's cheek and bringing a slightly salty vapor.

"Miss, you're here!"

Qinger walked out of the cabin and saw the lights on the bow. Then, she came over to Gu Yunxi and said,

"Chiliarch asked me to call you for dinner."

Gu Yunxi was enjoying the tranquility of the night. She took a deep breath and smiled lightly,

"Qinger, it is the first time in my life that I have taken a boat on the sea."

Qinger squatted down beside her. Her pure face was full of joy under the moonlight,

"Me too. Speaking of it, I gain the advantage from Miss."

Gu Yunxi turned to look at her and smiled faintly,

"You come out with me this time, so that you and brother Xiaoshen have to separate after your wedding. I will take all of your goodwill in my heart. Thank you!"

Qinger twisted her mouth unhappily,

"Miss, you're talking nonsense again. From now on, you will be Master's Wife and the half-owner of the Eastern Depot. If we don't listen to you, who do we listen to?"

Gu Yunxi chuckled and looked at the sea. A strand of hair on her forehead was swept up by the night breeze and fluttered slightly.

The moonlight sprinkled on her face, making her complexion as clear as the delicate magnolia. She was like a fairy in the painting who lived in heaven.

The sea couldn't be seen the end. Gu Yunxi sighed,

"When will the army return in triumph? If the Master's fleet returns, it should be the first to meet us in Wei Sea, right?"

Qinger raised the corner of her mouth and chuckled. She knew that Miss was suffering from lovesickness. She couldn't bear to make fun of her, so she comforted,

"Yes, of course. Don't worry, Miss. Didn't Chiliarch say that he would send an emergent letter to the southern border before coming out? Now, the army is stationed on the northern line of Bo Ku, and the Master will receive it. Well, come on. Everyone is waiting for you to have dinner!"

Gu Yunxi got up leisurely. Qinger lit up the light and led the way back into the cabin.

Passing the water tank stove, the girls entered a dormitory room. Cheng Wanli and his subordinates were gathering around the low table.

When the door was opened, Cheng Wanli turned around and immediately greeted the two girls over for dinner.

Qinger smiled and sat next to Xiaoshen, and Gu Yunxi randomly found a place to sit down.

A crew member lowered his head and walked into the dormitory with the braised beef on his hand. When he was about to go out, he was grabbed by Cheng Wanli,

"Hey, how many hours can we get to Guiping Port?"

The crew member didn't move, bowed his head, and said nothing. The thin swaying shade in front of his forehead in the light covered most of his face, so dim that people couldn't see his eyes.

Ai Qing looked at the man sideways and asked coldly,

"What? Are you dumb? Can't you speak?"

"Before dawn... we can arrive."

The voice was indistinct, as faint as wandering silk swept through the ears of those present. It seemed out of the air, eerie, and weird.

The people at the table looked at each other. With so many eyes staring at him, no one could see clearly when that person opened his mouth.

Cheng Wanli's expression became tense. A layer of goosebumps arose inexplicably on his back.

As soon as he released his hand, the crew member withdrew his stiff arm, stepped back, and bowed his head naturally, and then left the dormitory quietly with his head lowering.

"What the hell? What's his attitude?"

Zhao Wuji spat on the ground and cursed,

"We have been ordered to come out, so we didn't pay money to the prefect of Jinmen. Why do we have to be treated so badly by using his ship?"

Gu Yunxi patted his arm,

"Uncle Three, don't be angry. We don't have to deal with him."

Cheng Wanli took a bite of food and said,

"Let's finish this trip first. And then, we'll come back to deal with the prefect of Jinmen.

Cheng Wanli didn't want to cause trouble. He only wanted to get to the destination quickly.

Only he knew that when the Master was victorious in Southern Jiang and returned with the team, things in Da Yi would change completely.

At that time, to deal with a prefect of Jinmen would be a piece of cake.

After a full meal, everyone moved to the corner room behind the cabin.

Gu Yunxi and Qinger lived in the same room, and the other men shared a room. Everyone recharged their energy.

After riding the horse the whole day and drifting on the sea for nearly two hours, Gu Yunxi was indeed tired. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she fell asleep.

She was half-dreaming and half-awake. Suddenly, there was a flute sound faintly twirling in her ears. The sound was like a fine needle knitting sorrow and piercing her heart.

There were countless Master's faces in front of her, each with a different look, smiling, sad, contemplative, silent... Over and over again, it stirred Gu Yunxi to toss and turn.

The surroundings were getting hotter, and the air seemed to burn.

She desperately wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were sinking, and her whole body seemed to be sinking into the dream where she couldn't help herself, and she couldn't get out easily.

She was so hot that she sniffed and opened her mouth. Her throat was so dry that it was about to smoke. Her body was drenched in sweat. Her hands uncontrollably grabbed her lapels and tore them haphazardly, trying to get a glimpse of coolness.

At this time, a man walked slowly to the bed. He reached out his big palm and held her restless little hand. The icy cold on the pale fingers instantly spread to the girl's hot skin, making her tightened brows slowly relaxed.

"Um... Master...."

She murmured out in the dream with her cherry lips slightly opened.

The palm that was moving towards her peach cheek abruptly stopped halfway.

The person standing at the head of the bed bent down slightly. There was a stern light in his eyes, clear and cold.

——

At the Moro Mountains, the northern line of Bo Ku.

It was already dark, and the steep mountain path was winding with torches.

Lang Huan led the team to walk halfway up the mountain.

The night sky was overcast, and the climate was unpredictable.

Black clouds rolled, and the wind was dry and cold like a blade. It wrapped in layers of white shadows passing by the snake-like procession, which was blurred as if a silver-white veil and fell from the dark sky.

"Come on. It's already July. How can it still snow in this mountain?"

Ji Yaoguang raised the torch and looked at the snow-covered mountain top. She stopped, stretched out her hand to pick up the snow, and watched it turn into cold water in her palm.

The woman was taken aback and muttered to herself.

Lang Huan found that the team had been disconnected in a big gap. So, he ordered the people in front to stop as soon as possible.

He turned back cautiously along the rugged and narrow mountain path. Then, he frowned and asked,

"Mrs. Yaoguang, what's wrong?"

The female pirate wrapped tightly the fur waistcoat offered by her servants and breathed a white breath. She looked up at the dense clouds and sighed,

"The weather here is very strange."

Lang Huan nodded and gritted his teeth,

"It is normal that the weather in the mountains is changeable. Come on. When the snow and fog get thicker, it will be difficult to see the road. And, it will be more troublesome at that time."

Ji Yaoguang calmed down and waved her hand,

"Let's go."

After two nights, Lang Huan and Ji Yaoguang's team finally arrived at the border of Qingche City. During the trip, more than ten people accidentally fell off the cliff and died.

As the sun rose and the piercing sunlight lit up the mountain path, people looked down on the city buildings, which were clearly outlined in the morning sun, and cheered excitedly.

After releasing a carrier pigeon, Lang Army rested for a while. The army consolidated 10,000 soldiers and bowed to Ji Yaoguang.

"There is a secret path ahead, and we are going to say goodbye to you for the time being."

Ji Yaoguang patted his shoulder with rough palms and smiled,

"Thanks for taking care of us along the way. We'll see you in Qingche City. Goodbye."