The Pretty Wife of General Jinxiu Huanian

Chapter 107 Farewell

Outside the gates of the capital, flags fluttered and the wind, carrying sand and dust, blew rapidly, blowing straight into people's faces.

Yunxi was wearing a light blue dress, the hem of which was blown by the wind and her hair was a bit messy, but she had no time to tidy it up, her eyes were fixed on the prince who was about to go to the battle.

The prince was riding on the tall warhorse, his silver armor shining brightly.

He stood straight, his face tense, revealing a toughness, and his eyes were as firm as a stone, revealing his determination to never look back.

Yunxi hurried to the prince's horse, tears welling up in her eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "Prince, please be careful on this trip!"

As he spoke, he clutched the corners of his clothes tightly with both hands.

The prince leaned over, took Yunxi's hand, and said softly, "Don't worry. I promise I will come back safely."

Yunxi twitched her nose when she heard this, bit her lip, raised her hand and rummaged through her bosom, pulling out a sachet. She carefully handed it to the prince and said, "I have sewn this sachet day and night. I hope it will stay with you, prince, and protect you."

The prince took the sachet, placed it in his arms, and nodded, saying, "Yunxi's kindness will always be remembered by me."

At this time, Li Yong, the deputy general, strode forward, clasped his hands together, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Your Highness, it's getting late. It's time to set off."

The prince glanced at Li Yong with a fierce look, and Li Yong quickly lowered his head.

The prince looked at Yunxi again, the tenderness in his eyes seemed to turn into water, and said: "Yunxi, take care of yourself and take care of the Marquis' Mansion."

Yunxi nodded vigorously, staring at the prince with her big, watery eyes, and said, "Don't worry, my prince. I will definitely live up to your trust."

After saying that, those slender fingers tightly grasped the corner of the clothes.

The prince whipped his horse whip and shouted, "Let's go!" The sound was so loud that the leaves around him rustled down.

The army advanced slowly, and Yunxi followed hurriedly behind, ignoring the rocks beneath his feet, constantly shouting, "Prince, you must return safely."

Her voice became a little hoarse due to anxiety.

The prince looked back at Yunxi, his eyes full of reluctance. It was as if his gaze was stuck to Yunxi with glue and he couldn't move it away.

But then he turned around, gritted his teeth, and led the army away.

Yunxi looked at the army going away without blinking, as if he wanted to engrave this scene in his mind.

Cui'er, the maid beside her, shrank her neck and whispered, "Madam, let's go back. The wind is so strong."

As he said that, he reached out to pull Yunxi's sleeve.

Yunxi shook her head, her hair messed up by the wind, "Wait a little longer."

The voice was not loud, but it revealed a sense of stubbornness.

In the distance, the prince was riding on a horse, his body swaying slightly with the horse's pace.

Thinking of Yunxi's instructions, his brows were tightly furrowed, as if they were tied in a knot.

He tightened the reins in his hand, veins popping out on the back of his hand, and said to Li Yong beside him: "On this expedition, only victory is allowed, not defeat."

The tone was as firm as a rock.

Li Yong replied, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. The soldiers will fight to the death."

Li Yong's face was full of determination, and his eyes were filled with ruthlessness.

The army continued to advance, the sounds of horse hooves and footsteps mixed together, raising a cloud of dust.

The prince straightened his back and looked straight ahead. His majestic appearance boosted the morale of the soldiers.

Yunxi's skirt was fluttering in the wind, but she was completely unaware, her eyes still fixed on the direction the army was leaving.

Cui Er stamped her feet anxiously, "Madam, we can't wait any longer. The wind is so strong that we can't even open our eyes."

Yunxi remained motionless, muttering to herself, "Prince, you must be well."

After a while, the army's figures became smaller and smaller, and finally only a cloud of dust remained.

Yunxi's eyes were almost dazzled, and then she sighed.

Cui'er hurriedly supported Yunxi: "Madam, let's go back."

Yunxi then nodded, her steps unsteady, as if she had lost her soul.

The army marched forward, raising a cloud of dust. Yunxi remained outside the city gate until the army was out of sight, then she slowly turned around.

After returning to the Marquis' Mansion, Yunxi sat in the room, looking like she had lost her soul, with empty and lifeless eyes.

The originally delicate face now looked very haggard, with tightly furrowed brows and slightly trembling lips.

Cui Er brought a cup of tea quietly and said softly, "Madam, have some tea to warm yourself up."

Yunxi slowly turned her head, glanced at the tea in Cui'er's hand, and reached out to take it, but the teacup was swaying in her hand and she didn't bring it to her mouth.

She murmured to herself, "I wonder what the prince will encounter on this trip."

The sound was so light that it seemed like it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Cui'er felt so distressed when she saw Yunxi's expression, and hurried to comfort her, "Madam, don't worry too much. The prince has been through hundreds of battles and will surely return victorious."

After hearing this, Yunxi sighed and said, "I hope so." But her tone was clearly full of worry.

For the next few days, Yunxi was restless. Her slender figure often stood in the mansion garden, staring blankly into the distance without blinking.

The wind ruffled her hair, but she was unaware of it and just stood there in a daze.

One day, Yunxi was embroidering in her room. Her slender fingers held the embroidery needle, sewing stitch by stitch, but her mind was clearly elsewhere, and the pattern she embroidered was crooked.

Suddenly, there was a noise outside.

She frowned, put down her needlework, and raised her voice to ask, "Cui'er, what's so noisy outside?"

Cui Er came in hurriedly, panting, and replied: "Madam, there is news from the front line."

When Yunxi heard this, her heart suddenly tightened. She quickly stood up, clutching the corner of her clothes with both hands, and her voice changed: "Quick, go and find out."

After a while, Cui'er came back, her face pale and her expression very nervous: "Madam, I heard that the prince's army was ambushed by the enemy."

When Yunxi heard this, she felt a buzzing in her head, her face turned pale as paper, and her lips trembled: "What?

Is the prince in danger?"

Cui Er shook her head vigorously and said anxiously, "The details are still unknown."

Yunxi was extremely anxious. She paced back and forth in the room like an ant on a hot pan, muttering to herself, "What should I do? What should I do?"

After a while, Yunxi suddenly stopped, bit her lip, and said as if she had made up her mind, "No, I can't just wait like this. I have to go to the temple to pray for the prince."

Yunxi said this and walked out.

Arriving at the temple, Yunxi knelt devoutly before the Buddha statue, clasped his hands together, and kept chanting: "Buddha bless you, may the prince be safe and sound."

Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her eyes were full of anxiety and worry.

Although her clothes were exquisite, they looked a little messy at the moment. A few strands of hair fell out of her bun, but she was completely unaware of it.

Yunxi just knelt there, her body trembling slightly, and the prayers in her mouth never stopped.

"Buddha, please bless the prince and let him return safely."

Her voice was filled with tears and her eyes were red.

After returning from the temple, Yunxi still paid attention to the news from the front line every day.

His eyes were always fixed on the door, hoping for good news.

She lost her appetite and lost a lot of weight.

One day, Yunxi was taking a nap when she was suddenly awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

"Madam, madam, good news, the prince won the battle!" Cui'er shouted excitedly.

Yunxi suddenly sat up from the bed, her eyes full of surprise: "Really?"

She grabbed Cui'er's arm with such force that Cui'er couldn't help but scream.

Cui Er nodded repeatedly: "It's absolutely true, the news has spread throughout the capital."

Yunxi cried with joy: "That's great, that's great." She covered her face with her hands, and tears flowed through her fingers.

However, Yunxi knew that the war was not over yet and the prince was still fighting on the front line.

She prayed silently for the prince in her heart every day, looking forward to his triumphant return as soon as possible.

As the days passed, Yunxi's heart was always hanging.

On this day, Yunxi was handling affairs in the mansion when he suddenly heard cheers coming from outside.

She was moved and ran out quickly. She saw a soldier galloping to the gate of the mansion and shouting, "The prince has won a great victory and will return to the court soon!"

After hearing this, Yunxi was so excited that tears welled up in her eyes.