The sky in April is blue and the grass is very lush. However, in just a few days, the entire grassland becomes more and more vibrant.
It was a different kind of tranquility than when we arrived. Everyone was sitting peacefully in their cars and rushing back to Dadu every day. Without the assassins' attacks and harassment, the frightened and uneasy hearts naturally disappeared.
Arnold stretched out his hand to pick up the broken hair around Lele's ears. Looking at his daughter who was sleeping soundly on his lap, he felt more and more peaceful. As he looked at it, he remembered his childhood. Before he was three years old, he always felt at ease.
He slept next to his mother, and after he was three years old, he would often fall asleep on Zhenjin's shoulder.
The car curtain was raised, and Hu Gechi got in.
Arnold retracted his gaze and looked at Hu Gechi, "How long until we can leave the grassland?"
"Almost." Hu Gechi's voice was a little dull. He looked at Arnold for a while before taking out something from behind. "Just keep it!"
When Arnold looked at it, his beautiful brows knitted together involuntarily, "You actually got it back."
"He won't be able to live in peace if you leave him there. Why don't you stay? He is your friend after all." Hu Gechi handed the long sword in his hand to Arnold, and he quietly observed the expression on Arnold's face.
. Those light brown eyes stared at her unblinkingly, with expectation and a little hesitation.
Arnold took the sword back and said, "Actually, I have decided to forget it." The sword in her hand was the one that was inserted into Wen Yingyun's grave. It was Wen Yingyun's sword that never left his body. Hers
Her hand shook. It seemed that the sword was very heavy, so heavy that she couldn't even lift it.
"Actually, he could have chosen not to do this. Forced by the situation, the shackles were too heavy." Hu Gechi sighed.
Arnold looked at Hu Gechi strangely. Today's Hu Gechi didn't look like him. How could he speak in such a tone? Hu Gechi had always been arrogant, and his words showed it.
There was a burst of arrogance. After looking at Arnold for a while, he looked back and put the long sword to his side. She had promised to cut off her robe and break up the relationship with her. Now whether she keeps the sword or not actually doesn't have that much impact.
"Amul..." Hu Gechi suddenly called her, "This time it's me..."
"It has nothing to do with you." Arnold said quickly, "You were fully prepared, but the other party still took advantage of you. I don't have anything to do with it, but Ulan is still lying in bed recovering from his injuries."
Arnold remembered the way Ulan wanted to get close to her, and the ruthless slashing by those assassins. Her eyes moved slightly to the side, and she unknowingly glanced at the sword.
Hu Gechi didn't speak, and the two of them sat quietly in the car. They listened to the rumble of the carriage and felt the wind blowing from the window.
A horse riding an express came galloping from afar, and the flag stuck behind the horse could be seen from a long distance. The messenger was very fast and went directly to the carriage where the Khan was.
The motorcade stopped slowly for a moment, and then started on its way again. This time it seemed to be faster than before, and there was a little bump in the road.
Hu Ge's red eyes narrowed slightly, and his brows frowned inadvertently. His light brown eyes stared straight out of the window, as if looking for someone.
Finally, a figure came into view. Wu Enqi rode over and said in a low and cautious tone: "Your Majesty, the White Lotus Sect in Duchang has rebelled."