Feng Jin shook her head and sighed repeatedly, as if she had indeed been greatly threatened.
"But, if I really had to choose again, I wouldn't marry Ling Mohan. Every time he goes to war, my heart is filled with anxiety. Sigh..."
What she said was true. If she could really choose again, she wouldn't want to continue living in fear with Ling Mohan.
"At the banquet that day, I saw the young madam and the young general were very affectionate. I didn't expect the young madam to have such thoughts."
"No one wants their husband to live by the sword every day. Who doesn't want to live a peaceful life? I'd rather he be an ordinary and useless person, as long as he can live peacefully with me for this lifetime."
After a pause, Feng Jin shifted her gaze to Murong Jinyun, "What about you, Princess? What kind of person do you wish to marry?"
"Naturally, as the one in my heart," Murong Jinyun said, her face filled with tenderness.
The one in her heart had always been him. It was the same three years ago as it was three years later. Once she set her mind on someone, she would never go back.
However, she never expected that they would be on opposing sides, destined to be enemies from birth.
Thinking of this, Murong Jinyun's mind conjured the teachings of her father and the disappointed gaze of Gu Beichen. The two forces warred within her heart.
It couldn't help but make her expression a little dazed, a flicker of worry crossing her eyes.
"What's wrong?"
Feng Jin's concerned words reached her ears. Murong Jinyun quickly regained her senses and couldn't help but shake her head, "It's nothing, I'm just a bit tired from walking for so long."
"If you're tired, go find a place to sit down ahead."
Murong Jinyun nodded in agreement, but her mind had already memorized the entire defense map of the general's camp.
"Young Madam, please stay. They are training ahead. Young Madam, please return first?"
A clearing ahead had inexplicably been cordoned off with several lines. The guards at the entrance stopped Feng Jin and the other.
"Training? What are you training?"
Feng Jin, in front of Murong Jinyun, asked directly without any reservation, showing no defensiveness.
This couldn't help but make Murong Jinyun's heart tremble. Was this too much trust in her, or was Feng Jin utterly guileless?
But the scene of Feng Jin dealing with Yu offhandedly that day was still vivid in her memory. Murong Jinyun absolutely did not believe that Feng Jin was the guileless type.
"Young Madam, please forgive me. This is confidential. The young general has ordered that it not be leaked to anyone. Please return, Young Madam."
Feng Jin sighed in disappointment, "Let's go back. I thought there was a peach blossom forest ahead with a nice view and wanted to take you to wander around, but now we can only go back."
"It's alright, we'll go another time. Training is more important."
Although Murong Jinyun's expression was calm and indifferent, she had already firmly imprinted the location in her heart. It seemed she would have to get someone to investigate what was going on.
After returning, before they even reached the main tent, Gu Beichen walked towards them, took Murong Jinyun's hand, and said, "It's so cold. I told you to wear more clothes when we came back. See, now you're cold."
"I'm fine, not cold. Are you done talking?"
"We're done talking. I'll take you to eat wontons at the East Gate. Their wontons are absolutely delicious."
Gu Beichen described it vividly, then turned his gaze to Feng Jin, "Do you want to come? Considering you spoke up for this prince, I can reluctantly let you join.
"No need, Lord Gu. I'm worried you'll poison me. I still want to live a few more years."
Feng Jin said with disdain, not wanting to get entangled with them any further. "I'm going to find Ling Mohan. You two carry on."
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Jin went directly into the tent. Her gaze fell on Ling Mohan, who was seated at the head.
"Gu Beichen has already left. What are you doing here alone?"
"Did you just take Murong Jinyun on a tour of the general's camp?"
Feng Jin nodded, "You ordered it, and I took her to the training ground. But from her expression, she seemed to believe it."
She had majored in psychology before and could finely perceive these subtle psychological activities.
"The Xiliang people will send out intelligence tonight. They will surely think they have grasped the military strength of Dong Chu and will not wait any longer. This great war is on the verge of breaking out."
Ling Mohan was calculating the time. It should be very soon.
"What I'm worried about now is that brainless Gu Beichen. Don't tell Murong Jinyun everything so foolishly."
Why did she feel like Gu Beichen was a bit of a love-struck fool? What if, in a moment of impulse, he blurted out everything without a second thought.
"It shouldn't be that bad. He still has basic principles."
In this regard, Ling Mohan still trusted Gu Beichen. If he couldn't even hold onto this, he didn't know what use he would be.
"It's not that I'm not worried. He's infatuated. Throughout history, how many people have made mistakes because of love and regretted it for a lifetime? Aren't there many?"
This kind of drama where one falls in love with the enemy usually involves tragic romance, and few have good endings. Feng Jin seemed to be able to predict their outcome.
"Don't think too much about it. Let's go back to the mansion."
Feng Jin nodded. She was already starving by this time. The meal should be ready by now, and it would be perfect to go back and eat what's prepared.
...
"Try this. This flavor is the most delicious."
Gu Beichen wished he could place all the good things in front of Murong Jinyun.
"It's enough. Eat your own."
Murong Jinyun said, lowering her head, her lowered eyes concealing her dejected emotions. The better Gu Beichen treated her, the more uncomfortable she felt, a sense of guilt for betrayal filling her heart, lingering for a long time.
"What's wrong? Is it not tasty?"
Sensing her low mood, Gu Beichen asked anxiously.
"No, it's very tasty." Murong Jinyun forced a faint smile, and the food in her mouth seemed bland.
The words at the tip of her tongue were pondered over many times in her heart before she finally spoke, "I'm sorry about what happened today. It's all my fault. I almost implicated you."
Gu Beichen chuckled, reached out and gently ruffled Murong Jinyun's hair, his hearty voice ringing out from above, "Silly girl, have you forgotten? We're getting married soon. We're husband and wife, one body. What do you mean by implicating? And as long as you're happy, I can do anything for you."
He just wanted to spend his life with her, have a few cute children, grow old together peacefully, and that would be his greatest wish in this life, with nothing more to ask for.