King of Hundred Victories Saber

Her words were filled with concern and longing for Shi Feiyang, each word like a seed soaked in deep affection, falling into Shi Feiyang’s heart, taking root and sprouting.

By noon, sunlight streamed through the carved window lattice, like golden threads, casting dappled shadows, gently reflecting on the bed. Shi Feiyang and Princess Gugela awoke slowly, their eyes meeting, exchanging smiles, with the sweetness and happiness of newlyweds in their smiles.

They walked hand in hand to the bathing place, amidst the rising steam, like a couple of celestial beings who had mistakenly entered the Immortal Realm.

They frolicked in the water, their laughter crisp and melodious, echoing in that corner of the world, adding a touch of romance to the wonderful moment.

After bathing, they carefully selected their ceremonial clothes.

Shi Feiyang donned a long white robe, with a silver belt at his waist, enhancing his heroic demeanor; Princess Gugela chose a red long dress, with golden patterns embroidered on the hem, resembling a blooming peony, bright and enchanting.

Hand in hand, they walked out of Princess Gugela’s fragrant chamber, then ascended to the city wall side by side.

Looking out, they saw the ally army of the Ordos Tribe and the Kerchin Tribe already retreating, leaving only a battlefield in disarray.

On the battlefield, weapons were scattered everywhere, the damaged flags fluttering weakly in the wind.

The soldiers of the Lindan Tribe were busily cleaning the battlefield outside the city, some carrying damaged weapons, with traces of battle still upon them; others were burying fallen comrades, with solemn and determined expressions, their eyes showing respect for the deceased and loyalty to the tribe.

Shi Feiyang looked at all this, feeling a myriad of emotions, fully aware of the hard-won nature of this victory, with every drop of blood having forged this moment of peace.

At this moment, Great Khan Dangxin of the Lindan Tribe and Prince Lilak, accompanied by Gong Simeng, Bai Zhi, and Xiao Lingling, walked steadily towards Shi Feiyang and Princess Gugela, their steps firm and vigorous.

Seeing this, Princess Gugela understood in her heart.

She gracefully approached Gong Simeng and Bai Zhi, her steps light and her posture graceful, like a flower blooming in the wind.

Then, she slightly bowed and respectfully said, ”Sister Gong, Sister Bai, your little sister Gugela greets you. I hope the two sisters will guide me in the future, and I shall listen to your teachings attentively.”

Her eyes were full of sincerity and humility, like a clear lake on the grassland.

Gong Simeng and Bai Zhi, seeing this, felt a slight discomfort in their hearts, but they both understood the importance of the situation, knowing that the marriage between Shi Feiyang and Princess Gugela was not just a matter of personal emotion, but also crucial to the alliance between the Heroic Sakura Association and the Lindan Tribe.

Gong Simeng’s lips curved into a gentle smile, that smile like the spring sun, warm and soft, softly said, ”Sister Gugela, you’re too kind. Your union with Mr. Shi is truly a match made in heaven. May you both grow old together, united in heart, and walk hand in hand through every beautiful moment of life.”

Bai Zhi also nodded in agreement beside her, saying warmly, ”Sister, don’t be reserved, from now on we are family. In this Jianghu, we must support each other and face everything together.”

Their words were gentle, yet their inner complex emotions were hard to hide, emotions that women face when dealing with feelings, comprising acceptance of a new member and the steadfastness of their emotions.

Dangxin saw Shi Feiyang’s family interacting in harmony, a scene of happiness unfolding, filled with joy like the warm sun in spring. His expression was joyful, and he immediately ordered loudly, ”Today, as the enemy forces have retreated and the tribe resumes its peace, and also my daughter’s joyous union with Hero Shi, I must host a grand feast to celebrate!”

His voice boomed like a resounding bell, echoing throughout the Royal Palace.