Years turn into wind

Chapter 136 Conspiracy

Ling Xiaotian slowly walked towards Cheng Yuwei, his armor stained with blood, but a hint of tenderness shone in his eyes. His steps were a little heavy, but each one was firm and persistent. Seeing him approach, Cheng Yuwei's nose felt sore and her eyes moistened unconsciously.

"Are you okay?" she asked softly, her voice trembling slightly, her heart filled with both pride and worry for him.

Ling Xiaotian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, stretched out his hand to brush her wind-blown hair, and whispered: "I'm fine, how about you? Are you scared?"

Cheng Yuwei shook her head, tears in her eyes, but she still smiled stubbornly: "I know you will win, I'm just... worried that you will get hurt."

Ling Xiaotian looked at her face, his heart warming. He pulled her into his arms and whispered, "With you here, I'm not afraid of anything." His voice, though hoarse, held an indescribable tenderness. The two of them embraced each other tightly, and in the remaining silence after the war, it seemed as if everything had returned to peace.

At that moment, a distant cough shattered their brief warmth. Lin Ting and a small group of soldiers approached, their faces etched with the fatigue and vigilance of victory. He glanced at Ling Xiaotian, then at Cheng Yuwei, then silently lowered his head, not interrupting their reunion.

"Young Marshal, the enemy has retreated. We have found some secret letters and supplies that may involve other warlords in the south." Lin Ting reported, his voice slightly tired but full of energy.

Ling Xiaotian nodded slightly, his eyes instantly returning to their coldness. "Bring those secret letters back and examine them before making a decision. We must quickly identify the forces behind Liu Yuan."

Mentioning Liu Yuan, Cheng Yuwei couldn't help but think of the black shadow just now. She frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy in her heart: "Xiaotian, where is Liu Yuan? I saw that she seemed to have been kidnapped."

Ling Xiaotian's eyes narrowed slightly, clearly aware of the complexity of the situation. He gently patted Cheng Yuwei's shoulder, signaling her not to worry. "We'll get to the bottom of this. There might be a bigger conspiracy behind Liu Yuan, so we must be careful."

The morning light gradually filled the earth, and the clamor of the battlefield was gradually replaced by the chirping of birds and the sound of the wind. Ling Xiaotian turned and gazed into the distance, his heart filled with a sense of vigilance and determination.

"Yuwei, although this battle is over, the battlefield between us has just begun. Are you willing to stay with me forever?" He suddenly turned to look at her, his eyes flashing with determination and tenderness.

Cheng Yuwei was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said firmly: "As long as you don't find me annoying, I will definitely stay with you, forever."

The two looked at each other and smiled. In this vicissitudes of life, their vows were like the light of sunrise, bringing new hope and courage.

However, just when they felt at peace, in a wood in the distance, a pair of cold eyes were silently watching them, with a strange smile on the corners of their mouths.

Those eyes belonged to a man in a black military uniform. His face was resolute, and a fierce look emanated from his brows. The man slowly turned around, and behind him stood several men with sinister expressions. He whispered, "Ling Xiaotian is indeed formidable, but this is only the beginning."

"Commander, what should we do next?" one of his men asked in a low voice, with a hint of uneasiness in his tone.

The man's eyes were slightly cold, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile: "Let them taste a little victory first, and then take everything away from them, it will be more interesting. Give the order, let our people start to move."

In the darkness, several people left quickly, leaving behind only the rustling sound of leaves in the wind, as if a lurking crisis was spreading silently.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere inside the Marshal's residence was quite different. The brief lull after the battle had given way to a bustling, restorative atmosphere. Soldiers were cleaning up the battlefield and repairing damaged facilities. Cheng Yuwei sat on a wooden chair, gazing at the distant sky, her mind racing. Her fingers gently traced a tear in her sleeve, as if she could still feel the tension and trembling of that night.

Ling Xiaotian walked in from the main door. Seeing her lost in thought, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes. He walked over to her and whispered, "What are you thinking about?"

Cheng Yuwei looked up at him with a mischievous smile in her eyes: "I wonder if our lives will be this exciting every day in the future."

Ling Xiaotian couldn't help but laugh. He reached out and held her hand, his eyes full of affection: "With you by my side, no matter how many storms there are, I am not afraid of anything."

Cheng Yuwei felt the warmth of his palm, and a sweet feeling rose in her heart. She moved slightly closer, feeling his breath, and whispered softly, "Xiaotian, can we have some truly peaceful days together?"

Ling Xiaotian looked at her, his eyes deep, as if making a silent promise: "It will definitely happen. Once we defeat those enemies, that day will come."

As they smiled at each other, the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door shattered the warmth of the moment. Lin Ting walked in with a serious expression, "Young Marshal, we just received a secret report that an enemy force is moving toward our border, seemingly targeting us."

A cold glint flashed in Ling Xiaotian's eyes. He tightened his grip on Cheng Yuwei's hand, his eyes showing a firmness. "You've come just in time. Let them see that Ling Xiaotian's city isn't so easy to conquer."

Cheng Yuwei gazed at Ling Xiaotian's familiar, resolute figure, feeling a mixture of worry and an inexplicable trust. She knew that no matter how great the storm, they would face it together. And now, their fate was once again thrust into a new battlefield, a future filled with conspiracy and challenges.