Chapter 243: The Peacock Terrace The next morning, the wind and snow continued. Zhu Ping’an got up early and practiced calligraphy with a suspended wrist on a black wooden board laid out on the window-side table. After the other guests in the inn gradually got up, Zhu Ping’an packed away the board, placed the brush […]
Chapter 242: Medicine “Wait, did you buy the medicine I asked for?” Hearing this question from his little sister, Wang Xiao’er, who had already reached the door, paused and felt his face turn slightly pale. “What’s wrong? Did you forget?” Li Shu put down the brush in her hand and glanced at Wang Xiao’er, who
Chapter 241: Entering My Heart’s Gate The Cang Mountain is white with age, and the falling snow looks weary. After riding the horse all day, he finally arrived at the small town around 4 PM. He originally thought the small town was just an ordinary place, but as soon as he entered, his thoughts about
Chapter 240: Time Flies, How Can I Waste It Mountains in front, mountains behind, snow falls at the foot of the mountain. On the snow-covered mountain path, the bloodstains on the ground had already frozen into ice. Zhu Ping’an used all his strength to pull the spear that had pierced the wild wolf out. A
Chapter 238: Yesterday’s Replay “Son-in-law and our lady, now that’s truly a match made in heaven—talented gentleman and beautiful lady. Both families are perfectly satisfied.” While Zhu Ping’an was reading the marriage contract at Wang Xiao’er’s home, Wang Xiao’er kept offering flattering words. After reading the contract, Zhu Ping’an tucked it into his robe, intending
Chapter 237: Son-in-law At a critical moment, Zhu Ping’an responded with calm composure. One hand shielded his chest while the other swiftly stabbed the dagger upward. “You’re a wild wolf, huh?” “You’re ruthless, huh?” “Then I’ll be even more ruthless than you!” Zhu Ping’an braved having one arm bitten by the wolf just to stab
Chapter 236: You’re Just a Horse The snow was thick and white, and there was an old, hungry wolf. Wolves are perhaps the most patient creatures in the world, especially when they are hunting. Once they have marked you as their prey, they will keep their gaze fixed on you, no matter how long it
Chapter 235: Blocking the Road The next morning, before dawn, Zhu Ping’an woke up from his sleep. Last night, he had dreamed of his mother making him a steaming bowl of chicken soup. Waking up, he realized that he was in this desolate wilderness, a stark contrast, and the loneliness felt overwhelming. The fire from
Chapter 234: Leaving Xiahe Village on Horseback The Laba Festival, a time of celebration, brings joy to the whole world, and a lone horse ventures down the river. The Shamat black horse, on its first long journey, gallops through the cold wind, its spirited hooves thundering as tufts of black fur parting across its forehead
Chapter 233: Leaving Home The cold pressingly forces the clear rites, with wine and feast to honor the peace. What does the heart speak of during the night? It is through this that I find solace in my emotions. On the eighth day of the twelfth month, during the depth of winter, when the cold