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  In an instant, Zhang Yan's eyes widened, and she felt that all around her was only the sound of her own heartbeat. Her mind was in a state of confusion and dizziness, unable to think of anything, and could only stare blankly at the sable-clad girl opposite her.

  She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, tall and slender, with a beautiful face and striking features. Although she wore the elegant and soft deep clothing of the Han family, it couldn't hide the vigorous vitality that radiated from her bones.

  Zhang Yan had never thought that she would reunite with a forgotten acquaintance at such an unexpected time and place.

  Lomi

  She knew she wouldn't mistake the person, for under the appearance lies a soul and memories of times spent together, and in one glance, they could find their response.

  Tiemiruona was stunned for a moment, and also let out a light cry, opening her eyes wide. She couldn't help but walk over this way.

  "Madam." A middle-aged man blocked her way, casting a disdainful glance at the crowd upstairs. "We're outside, no need to bother with idle people." His tone was arrogant, his Mandarin fluent but with a slightly stiff accent.

  Ati's face fell, "Ergoude, my business, when did it become yours to manage?" Without regard, he walked straight up to Zhang Yan and asked, "You..." but suddenly choked up.

  The closer I get to home, the more timid I become, and I dare not ask travelers about it.

  If it's hidden in dreams and can't be expressed through words, then even asking how to start talking about it is unknown.

  What's your name and how old are you?

  How have you been all these years? Have you ever felt lost and unsure of what to do, only to find a firm direction after many years?

  After a moment of silence, Zhang Yan finally let out a chuckle and asked, "This young lady is exceptionally beautiful, may I ask what her name is?"

  Tiemiruona was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing. She never thought that after being separated from her old friend for many years, the first thing he would say to her when they met again would be to flirt with her in public.

  Several Xiongnu warriors dressed as Han people behind her glared at them with anger, if not for the consideration that this was the territory of the Han people, they would have drawn their swords and confronted each other.

  Zhang Yan looked at them, slightly furrowing her brow. From this appearance, although Luomi was in a prestigious position among them, she might not be able to do as she pleased. How could she find an excuse to have a heart-to-heart talk with Luomi about other things?

  "Zhang Meng," everyone in the room fell silent and looked at each other, after a while, Yan Zhuo stepped forward curiously and asked, "Do you know that woman?"

  Zhang Yan took a sip of wine and sighed, "We don't really know each other..."

  After drinking three rounds, the people at the table opposite were arguing incessantly, their voices growing louder and louder. Ati suddenly stood up, splashing the wine in her hand onto the big man's collar, coldly saying, "Elder Third, I'm offending you. So what."

  Ergoude was furious, stretched out his hand to twist hers, the people around were shocked and rushed forward to separate them. But it was too late, Ati gave Zhang Yan a deep and meaningful look.

  Then, she was pushed by someone and retreated to the railing. One of them lost their footing and fell straight from the restaurant into the river, splashing a large patch of water as the Wei River flowed gently beneath the restaurant.

  "Someone has fallen into the water!" The crowd exclaimed and rushed to the railing to look. Suddenly, they heard another splash behind them, and Bai Yujing turned around, shocked to the core. "Master!" she cried out.

  "Someone else has fallen into the river..."

  The moment the autumn river water overflowed onto her skin, Zhang Yan began to regret it. She was usually a cautious and steady person, and after turning ten years old, except for the impulsive decision to marry Liu Ying, she had never acted impulsively again. Yet just now, in that instant, her brain had gotten hot, and she had followed that madman to jump into the river.

  But that person is Luomi. It's Luomi, who has the same background as her, and has traveled through time and space from another dimension a thousand years later to this world. In this time and space, she regained family affection and love, but with her having the same memory, a secret companion who cannot speak out loud, there is only one Luomi.

  For their jointly beautiful years, and the people who laughed in those years, and the hardships that are hard to express in dreams after they are gone, she is willing to go crazy with Luo Mi once.

  The icy river water poured into her neck, the Han-style deep dress was elegant and refined, but the lower hem was narrow, binding her feet. As she sank down with a gurgling sound, her heart was surprisingly clear... She calmly stretched out her hand, ripped off her skirt with a "brush" sound, then threw it away, suddenly feeling that her hands and feet were freed.

  At this moment, only one thought floated in her mind: Thank goodness she had worn tights many years ago, or else she would have been completely exposed.

  Half an hour later.

  Thousands of northern army guards rushed to the banks of the Wei River, searching downstream along the river water, in the quiet night, on both sides of the Wei River, soldiers held high torches, every tens of meters there was one person, winding into two curved fire dragons.

  On the east bank of the river, in a small grove of trees, Modun pressed the dagger hidden at his waist and walked in with a frown, looking at the straight and upright kneeling figure of Aogetu, and asked with a frown, "What's going on?"

  "Yes. How many Han people," another person said, "Could it be that the Han Emperor has disguised himself as a minor official and come to Chang'an to track us down?"

  "It doesn't look like it." Mo Dun shook his head and said, "They're just walking along the Wei River, looking like they've come to rescue people. Not targeting us."

  "The Shanyu, with a loud thud, knocked his head on the ground with great force, and soon saw blood. 'I, as a subordinate, offended my superior and caused Lady A-ti to fall into the water. I am willing to accept punishment.'"

  "Ergudei," Motedon gazed at him quietly, "You're quite bold, aren't you? You actually pushed Atiyen into the water?"

  "I." The fruit of anger, the famous Hun's son was also somewhat confused in his heart at this time. He had no intention of harming Tiamat, but at that time, on the food stall, he was infuriated by Tiamat and unclear. In the chaos, how much strength did he actually use? Looking back, his mind was a complete blur. Even he himself didn't dare to confirm it.

  Modu snorted coldly, "What are you dissatisfied with about Ati?"

  "Ah-Ti's life is beautiful, and she is also the daughter of the Su Bu family. It can be said that being a great Khan is absolutely suitable for her. However, she is too restless, and since entering the king's account this year, she has always tried to persuade the Xiongnu on major issues, and has a good impression on the Han people. I, E-Ge-De, naturally cannot tolerate it."

  "Oh?" Mo Dun's lips curled up in a cold smile. "You think I'm someone who can be manipulated by women at will?"

  E Huo was greatly shocked and bowed down, saying: "I dare not."

  "This girl, when it comes to using people, doesn't look at gender or age and experience. Although Adi is young, many of her insights are thought-provoking and different from others. Of course, there are also some childish ideals, but if one or two can be used, that's a good thing for me and the Xiongnu."

  "But?" Egbert still wanted to argue.

  "So, your tribe doesn't use carts with two shafts?"

  Egbert was momentarily speechless, the double-yoke cart being far more convenient than the single yoke one, freeing up able-bodied labor from driving during tribal migrations. Just for this point alone, Atticus had great merit towards the Huns, even if he was extremely dissatisfied with Timur.

  "By the way," Mo Dun asked thoughtfully, "who is the other person who fell into the water?"

  "I don't know." Ertai shook his head, "He was a very young child. Looks like he's only in his teens, but he's born to be handsome. After the princess fell into the water, we were all busy trying to rescue her, but the Xiongnu people are born on the grasslands and are good at riding horses but clumsy in the water, they were all at a loss. I'm afraid, I'm afraid that Princess A-Ti..."

  His face was ashen, in the autumn and winter of Chang'an. It had just rained for half a month, and the water level of the Wei River was high. Timirouna was only a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, and she feared that disaster would befall her.

  "No," said Morty, shaking his head, "Artie's a good swimmer."

  He once said that the Zuigulai Wang tribe had a lake. Ati played in it since childhood and was very familiar with water. The Wei River is big, but it's also hard to dump Ati.

  "Chanyu." From the people hesitated to ask, "We had originally planned to return to Xiongnu tomorrow, but now A-Ti Yan has an accident. What do you think is good?"

  "What to do?" Meng Dun sneered with a smile, "Having traveled all the way to Chang'an, yet losing one's own wife. What kind of thing is this? Let's quietly search for her along the banks of the Wei River, be careful not to let the Han people discover our tracks, although we're not afraid, after all, this is the Han people's territory, even if we're brave and fierce lone wolves, we can only snatch a sheep and run away, rather than foolishly staying with the flock."

  Tonight, the brightest place on the Wei River bank is the restaurant where Zhang Yan waited at first when she fell into the water.

  Under the heavy guard of the Northern Army, Liu Ying sat inside with a gloomy face.

  "At that time, all the students who were with the empress asked," Han Changyu reported cautiously, "because there was a woman who fell into the water in front of us, everyone was watching the excitement at that time, and no one saw clearly how the empress fell into the water. If Your Majesty is not at ease, you can order the court to declare the meaning and preside over this matter."

  "It won't do." Liu Ying shook her head, heavily pounding on the railing of the food counter, and said with regret, "The matter of Ah Yan secretly leaving the palace cannot be made public. I didn't even dare to mention it to my mother or brother. If the Grand Justice intervenes, even if Ah Yan returns safely in the end, she will likely be accused by the court officials of losing virtue."

  "He angrily said, 'Are all the imperial guards dead? They just stood by and watched as the empress fell into the water without saving her?'"

  "Qi Lang Yin is still kneeling outside," said Han Changyu, "After the incident, he jumped into the water to rescue people. However, although his martial arts skills were excellent on land, he was not good at swimming and almost drowned himself. It wasn't until the troops arrived at the Wei River that he managed to get out of the river."

  "Let him kneel outside then." Liu Ying said coldly, "When the Empress Dowager returns uneventfully, that's when he'll be allowed to get up. If..."

  He suddenly couldn't go on speaking.

  If Ah Yan has something on her mind...

  He gazed out the window, where outside was a deep night. The Wei River sparkled and shone, wide and long. Ah Yan was so young, looking weak, having fallen into the water for so many hours, was she safe?

  "Your Majesty." Lieutenant Qi Lin took something from the soldier's hand, not daring to delay, and came in to kneel down and say, "This was fished out by the Northern Army from downstream of the Wei River. Does Your Majesty want to take a look?"

  Han Changyu walked over and took the thing that the school lieutenant was holding up with both hands, and handed it over to Liu Xin.

  That is a piece of torn cloth.

  Although it has been washed by the flowing water, it can still be identified as a good Shandong ice gauze, with dark-colored wisteria embroidered on it, and the embroidery is exquisite, which is from the Weiyang Palace weaving workshop.

  Liu Ying gazed at the torn silk, and her heart skipped a beat. The image of Ah Yan leaving the palace suddenly appeared before her eyes, dressed as a young boy, lively and refreshing with a smile like spring mountains.

  How is Ah Yan doing?

  When facing the possibility of losing Zhang Yan, Liu Ying was shocked to find that he was heartbroken and anxious.

  He actually likes to see Ah Yan's smiling face, the faintly flying lip corners, and the dimly visible dimples on both cheeks; He actually likes to hear her call herself, with a soft voice, carrying a unique coquetry and sweetness. On cold winter nights, Ah Yan would brew tea in the pepper room, then pour boiling water into a white ceramic cup, splashing out green tea soup.

  Originally, unknowingly, Ah Yan's appearance had already left a deep impression in his heart. And he seemed to have gotten used to it too, from start to finish, there was always someone lighting a lamp in the Pepper Chamber Hall, waiting for him to return home.

  Liu Ying shivered and asked herself what Ah Yan's attitude towards her really meant.

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  If this draft stays in my hands, I will keep thinking of revising it over and over again.

  Why not go out early and take care of yourself?

  Tomorrow is still an exam, 512 exam, crying.

  Only when you finish reading can you review with peace of mind.

  It seems like this should be the last plot of Yamaki's scroll.

  After finishing their meeting, it should be entering the third volume.

  The mountain has trees and the trees have branches.

  The point is in the next sentence, heart pleased you but you don't know.

  Like someone, but that person never knows.

  Liu Ying is worried about the future rather than the past. Because he really didn't expect that Ah Yan from my family would mature so early (hmm, having lived two lifetimes, it's not possible to not be precocious).

  Continue to seek pink tickets to comfort the wounded heart, compared with reviewing, I'd rather carve words.

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