readytorunbook Chapter 449: Love
Chapter 449: Love
Chen Changan left the central military tent, followed by Yue Shan and Liu Baizhong.
Chen Changan smiled and said, "Hurry back to Jiaohe Ancient City and make careful preparations as I said. Whether we can win the second battle depends on the two generals."
Yue Shan wanted to say more, but Liu Baizhong pulled him away.
They all knew Lord Chen. Once he made a decision, no amount of horses could change it.
Chen Changan stood on the ancient city wall, gazing quietly into the distance.
The setting sun was as red as blood, dyeing the sky a deep crimson color. The crimson light fell on the mottled city walls, as if it was the blood flowing through the years, witnessing countless life-and-death struggles.
The autumn wind is bleak and whistling, like the humming of heroic souls who died in battles far away, or like the prelude to a tragic song played by fate.
There was a solemn and murderous atmosphere in the air, and I could feel the chill going straight to my heart with every breath.
"Changan, old general... has made his decision."
Yan Qing was dressed in a dark tight-fitting outfit that tightly wrapped around her slender figure. The corners of her clothes fluttered in the wind, making her look lively but unable to conceal the murderous aura hidden underneath.
A few strands of black hair hung down from her forehead, fluttering in the wind, making her face look even whiter than jade and her eyebrows look like distant ink.
She wore a wide cowhide belt around her waist, inlaid with a mutton-fat jade pendant, which not only outlined her slender yet strong waist, but also added a touch of gentle temperament.
In this bleak autumn wind, a cool and beautiful picture is created.
"Does the old general agree?" Chen Changan smiled softly.
"Yes." Yan Qing sighed, "We have fought with the Xixia people for so many years. The old general hates that the Xixia people do not keep their promises. We will not keep our promises this time either."
"The reason why the old general set aside some time was to ask if anyone else was willing to go to the Beacon Tower, but because Chu Xinghe was present, everything the old general said was rejected."
"In the end, the old general had no choice but to give the order for you to leave immediately."
Chen Changan looked back at Lao Ma, who understood what he meant and quickly gave the order.
Chen Changan then shook his head and said, "The old general is a bit redundant. If I don't go, how can I guarantee a one-on-five victory?"
"Can you guarantee a one-on-five fight if you go there?"
Yan Qing asked back, shook his head and said: "You attach too much importance to your guns. Yes, if you also have hundreds of thousands of guns, surround the enemy on all sides, and shoot, then you will indeed kill a large number of people."
"But you only have a few thousand guns, and the battlefield is mobile, and things can change in an instant."
“After you fire the first shot, even if you succeed, the enemy will rush in front of you before you can fire the second shot.”
Chen Changan just sighed and said nothing.
Yan Qing also felt that she shouldn't put too much pressure on Chen Changan, so she immediately changed her words and said, "Changan, I... well, I was just talking about the general situation, you... are not general."
"How am I different? If a knife hits my neck, it will still hurt and I will die just the same."
"You just talk nonsense." Yan Qing realized that he had said the wrong thing, and lowered his head to wipe his shoes.
Chen Changan shook his head and said, "If you care so much about these shoes, you shouldn't wear them out. No one will pay much attention if you wear them out. They are a mess everywhere. They get dirty after just a few steps, and there is no place to clean them properly - aren't you asking for trouble?"
Yan Qing raised her eyebrows and said coquettishly, "Do you need me to worry about this?"
Chen Changan shrugged helplessly. Thinking of his past acquaintance with Yan Qing, he couldn't help but feel speechless.
A faint floral scent wafted over, and Yan Qing sat down beside him, looking at the afterglow of the setting sun on the edge of the city in the distance, with a faint gleam in his eyes.
"This sunset is so beautiful! I wonder how much free time I will have to enjoy such a view?"
"The sun sets every day, what's so strange about that?" Chen Changan curled his lips and smiled nonchalantly.
Yan Qing rolled her eyes at him, snorted, bent down to pick up a fallen leaf, gently twisted the leaf stalk with her fingers, and let the leaf sway gently in the wind.
The golden leaves seem to be coated with a layer of gold under the reflection of the setting sun.
She kept picking up fallen leaves, fiddling with them one by one, but her eyes gradually became red.
Chen Changan was confused and asked doubtfully: "What are you doing?"
Yan Qing closed her eyes tightly, her voice trembling slightly: "This is called expressing one's feelings."
"Legend has it that if a person with deep affection collects 49 identical leaves at dusk, writes his feelings on them, and throws them into the wind, the heavens will hear his wish and turn his love into a star in the night sky."
Chen Changan took the leaf. Although Yan Qing didn't finish her words, Chen Changan already understood what she meant.
“Do you know the Andromeda Galaxy?”
"I know. Aren't they in the sky? They're the stars in the sky?" Yan Qing replied casually.
"For every deep attachment, the heaven will light up a star for it, thus, there is the brilliant Andromeda!"
Chen Changan took the initiative to reach out and grasp Yan Qing's little hand.
Yan Qing's heart trembled, and she instinctively wanted to withdraw her hand, but she also thought about it.
This time when Chen Changan went to the beacon tower, he didn’t know whether he would live or die. In this case, then...what was the point of all these etiquettes?
"Changan...I...don't want to wait any longer."
Yan Qing bit her lip and looked at Chen Changan excitedly: "I... want to marry you, right now."
Yan Qingyu raised her hand slightly and slowly unbuttoned her collar. As the buttons were unbuttoned one by one, a bright and eye-catching red color gradually appeared.
The bright red clothes were as hot and intense as a burning flame, or as flowing blood, exuding a breathtaking beauty.
The collar of her dress was embroidered with delicate and intricate golden patterns, which were intertwined and coiled like a lively auspicious dragon, and made her neck look even longer and whiter, like a swan's neck.
The sleeves are slightly loose and the hem reaches the ankles, like a datura flower blooming in the bloody dusk.
To be honest, red is the most stimulating color.
Chen Changan smacked his lips and exclaimed: "I just realized it now - Yan Qing, are you wearing this outfit specifically to attract me?"
"Nonsense, you're just dreaming!" Yan Qing blushed and said angrily, and then she lowered her voice to the point where it was almost inaudible: "I wear it to make myself happy!"
"Not for me to see? That doesn't matter," Chen Changan said with a wink, "In fact, I have a few outfits that I put on specially for you, Yan Qing, to appreciate."
Wear it for me to see?
Yan Qing looked him up and down and saw that he was wearing armor and no clothes.
"I'm serious. I don't believe you... Never mind. Wait a minute. I'll go back and change."
Chen Changan pointed at the tent and Yan Qing nodded happily. Could it be that Chen Changan had the same idea as her and prepared a groom's suit?
Yan Qing is looking forward to it!
But after waiting for a long time, Chen Changan didn't come out.
Yan Qing was a little confused. She came to the big tent and found the note left by Chen Changan.
To be precise, it was a poem.
The beacon fire covered the sky, and the golden swords reflected the shadows.
The neighing of the Hu horses in the wind scared the wild geese on the border, and the drum of war urged on, breaking my heart.
I will sacrifice my life for my country.
In the past, she looked in the mirror with red makeup, but now she looks sad with emerald eyes.
Although Fengluan still loves you, the war lasts for a long time.
I hope you won’t lean against the window.
Yan Qing's steps paused slightly, and she stomped her feet in shame and annoyance!
Chen Changan left.
To be exact, he ran away!
Because the battle was about to begin and life and death were unpredictable, he couldn't bear to see anything happen between him and Yan Qing at this time, so he ran away!
"Chen Changan, I hate you, I hate you!"
Yan Qing hugged her legs and cried loudly.