After seeing the corpse of the man she loved, Tan Shuangshuang was naturally overco with grief, crying her heart out.
If not for Qu Hongling’s intervention, the woman might have committed suicide on the spot to join him in death.
So regrets in the world are just like this: thinking you’ve crossed countless hurdles, weathered the storms, and are finally greeted with a glimr of hope—only to find yourself still unable to escape the fate of life and death parting ways.
The words that truly caused Tan Shuangshuang to abandon her thoughts of dying for love ca from Dugu Luoxue.
"You are pregnant."
Everyone was stunned upon hearing this.
Tan Shuangshuang gently touched her abdon, silently gazing at her husband’s corpse, tears streaming down her face like rain.
If her husband knew she was carrying his child, how happy he would have been.
Watching Tan Shuangshuang, whose grief led her to faint from sorrow, both Qu Hongling and Yelü Miaomiao were deeply heartbroken as well.
Because of the emotional debts of their own n, those faint traces of bitterness hidden in their hearts seed to dissipate quite a bit.
Life is so fleeting—eting soone you truly like is already a stroke of luck.
And being able to be with the person you love is an even greater blessing.
Why fret over so much?
Jiang Shouzhong briefly explained to Yelü Miaomiao the plan to send Tan Shuangshuang to Yanrong, and the Princess imdiately patted her chest and said:
"Don’t worry, husband. We do indeed have many spies hidden in Dazhou. So of our people are stationed right ahead in Guyu Town. I’ll entrust Tan Shuangshuang to them; they will surely ensure she arrives safely within Yanrong’s borders."
Jiang Shouzhong nodded, then recalled the Gu Worm in Tan Shuangshuang’s body and requested Dugu Luoxue’s help to dispel it.
The group had originally planned to use the Gu Worm to lure those hunting them, but now, with Su Junwen dead, there was no longer any need.
After burying Su Junwen, the group set out.
By noon the next day, they arrived in Guyu Town, which was just over a day’s journey away from Zhenxuan Mountain.
Through a unique thod, Yelü Miaomiao indeed managed to locate the Yanrong spies hiding in the town.
To Jiang Shouzhong’s surprise, these spies bore no distinguishing facial features of the Yanrong People; their appearances were entirely in line with those of Dazhou citizens. Obviously, as spies, they needed to blend into the populace.
After further inquiry, Jiang Shouzhong discovered that these spies were, in fact, Dazhou people.
Either driven by personal interests or deep-seated hatred for Dazhou, they willingly served Yanrong.
Under Yelü Miaomiao’s arrangents, Tan Shuangshuang was entrusted to these spies.
To better protect Tan Shuangshuang and prevent her from being targeted by Su Junyang and others, Yelü Miaomiao instructed the spies to provide Tan Shuangshuang with a new identity once she reached Yanrong and to assign soone to routinely inspect and protect her.
At their parting, Jiang Shouzhong handed over the Fake Teeth Bone Nail to Tan Shuangshuang.
"Miss Tan, this is Brother Su’s keepsake. Please take care of it."
Jiang Shouzhong didn’t care whether this Fake Teeth Bone Nail was truly the key to a legendary treasure or not.
Since Su Junwen hadn’t explicitly said it was ant for him, he wouldn’t take it for himself.
Tan Shuangshuang gently held the Fake Teeth Bone Nail in her hand, tears trickling down as she gazed at Jiang Shouzhong and asked, "Jiang, what else did Junwen say to you?"
Jiang Shouzhong froze for a mont. "How do you know..."
But the man quickly understood.
Aside from Su Junwen, no one knew about his plan to send her to Yanrong to find that aunt. Clearly, he must have spoken with Su Junwen about it.
After a mont’s thought, Jiang Shouzhong replied, "He said that in the next life, he would see you again."
A faint, sorrowful smile appeared on Tan Shuangshuang’s tired face, and she bit back, "Jiang, do you think there’s really a next life?"
Jiang Shouzhong opened his mouth but fell silent.
...
After parting ways with Tan Shuangshuang, Jiang Shouzhong and his group casually found a tavern to eat sothing before continuing their journey.
This ti, the group of four boarded a single carriage again.
The main reason being that Jiang Shouzhong worried Dugu Luoxue might feel too alone on her own.
A na might embody solitude, but a person shouldn’t have to endure it.
Initially, Dugu Luoxue intended to refuse, but recalling the "Immortal Master" ntioned by You Ying, she ultimately agreed.
Staying close to her own apprentice was, in the end, a safer option.
As for the extra carriage, Jiang Shouzhong didn’t abandon it, letting it trail behind instead.
The man harbored so small sches regarding this.
Throughout this journey, though things appeared harmonious on the surface, the two won remained sowhat reserved. Although he could occasionally sneak in slight physical intimacies, deep emotional or physical expression was t with reluctance.
No one wanted the other to witness a compromising side of themselves.
Even though they had experienced sharing one man together in a mountain cave before, their pride and reservations remained intact.
This left Comrade Jiang quite exasperated.
Faced with two exceptionally beautiful won, yet unable to deeply explore their intimacy—it was nothing short of torture.
Now, with an extra carriage, if he wished to engage in so marital pleasures, he could simply switch locations without worrying about any awkwardness between them.
Sure enough, shortly after setting off, Jiang Shouzhong eagerly pulled Yelü Miaomiao’s delicate hand and led her to the smaller, trailing carriage for a completely open and intimate "conversation."
The horse galloped on.
The carriage rocked along.
Yelü Miaomiao rode gleefully on horseback.
Comrade Jiang grinned ear to ear in delight.
Qu Hongling rely cast a sidelong glance and said nothing.
Perhaps the tragedy of Tan Shuangshuang had rendered her more reflective, her jealousy notably less pronounced.
Inside the cabin, the weary and languid Yelü Miaomiao lay on the man’s chest, lightly panting while beads of sweat trickled down her fragrant cheeks...
"You seem to be in a bad mood."
Jiang Shouzhong kissed the girl’s glistening earlobe softly as he asked in a gentle tone.
Ever since they left Guyu Town, he had keenly noticed Yelü Miaomiao’s rather subdued emotions.
Initially, he thought it was the result of being affected by Tan Shuangshuang’s situation, but judging by her current deanor, it was evident the girl was burdened by another matter.
Yelü Miaomiao casually patted the exhausted Jiang, puckering her glimring lips as she murmured, "The spies told ... the Empress Dowager is sick. Very seriously."
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