King of Hundred Victories Saber

Days later, within the castle, Yili, having finished her duties, revealed a hint of fatigue on her noble and beautiful face.

She slightly tilted her head, her gaze piercing through the window, looking towards the distant tents, a wave of longing swelling in her heart.

Afterwards, she softly instructed the maid beside her, ”Go, summon Shi Feiyang into the city, and tell him I wish to see him.”

Shi Feiyang received the summons, his mind stirred.

He rose and tidied his clothes, telling the few wives beside him, ”I will return soon, stay here at ease. Though the Jianghu is vast, I must protect you all while not forsaking Yili’s feelings.”

With that, he strode out of the tent, stepping into the world of wind and snow.

Entering the castle, Shi Feiyang, filled with anticipation and affection, walked briskly yet steadily towards Yili’s Royal Palace.

The palace doors, seemingly bearing the weight of time, slowly opened with a deep and distant sound.

At that instant, Shi Feiyang’s gaze was firmly captured by the scene before him.

Yili’s unparalleled beauty, akin to the most vibrant flower of spring, blossomed in his sight.

Yili stood within the palace hall. At this moment, she was adorned in meticulously embroidered attire of the Naiman Tribe, with luxurious silk as the base, embroidered with intricate and beautiful patterns, each stitch seemingly narrating ancient tales of the steppes.

The collar and cuffs were inlaid with dazzling gemstones, gleaming enchantingly in the gentle candlelight.

A wide belt around her waist perfectly outlined her slender waist, with hanging ornaments gently swaying with her movements, emitting pleasant sounds. Her long hair, like ink, casually fell upon her shoulders, a few strands drooping beside her fair face, adding a touch of allure.

Yili’s eyes were bright and clear, like twinkling stars in the night sky, now filled with joy as they gazed at Shi Feiyang.

Her eyes held the joy of a reunion after a long separation and deep affection, akin to a tranquil spring that could melt one’s heart completely.

The corners of her mouth slightly lifted, revealing a gentle smile, that smile like a spring breeze warming the heart.

Every expression and movement of Yili exuded an innate noble aura.

Upon becoming Queen, her whole being radiated an irresistibly enticing charm, captivating at a mere glance.

Shi Feiyang paused for a moment, feeling as if a fawn was dancing in his heart, then smiled warmly like the sun, stepping forward, hands clasped in respect, speaking with deep emotion and admiration, ”Madam, time seems especially kind to you; you have become even more beautiful and radiant. Under your careful governance, the grasslands prosper with cattle and sheep, the people live in peace and happiness, increasingly flourishing, truly a blessing for the grassland folks.”

Yili moved gracefully forward like a blooming lotus flower, her eyes filled with joy she couldn’t hide, softly murmuring, ”Shi Lang, you finally came. Although the palace is spacious and magnificent, adorned with carvings and paintings, it always feels empty without your presence, like trees in winter, lacking warmth and vitality.”

Shi Feiyang extended his hand, gently holding Yili’s delicate hand, which was smooth and warm.

He gazed deeply into Yili’s eyes and said, ”Madam, our meeting and knowing each other is heaven’s blessing, granting me the most precious bond of this life. The chivalrous path of the Jianghu, and the myriad beings of this grassland, weigh as heavily in my heart as Mount Tai. I wish to dedicate everything, to stand shoulder to shoulder with you, protecting the people from suffering, and safeguarding this great river and mountain in peace for years to come.”

The two leaned against each other, slowly sitting on the nearby soft couch.

Yili gently rested on Shi Feiyang’s shoulder, feeling his broad and warm embrace, the safest harbor in the world.

Shi Feiyang reached out, tenderly stroking Yili’s hair, the strands as smooth as silk, slipping lightly through his fingers. He softly said, ”Madam, though we now dwell in different realms, one wandering the turbulent Jianghu, the other governing the vast steppes, our hearts are tightly linked as by an invisible red thread. Like the snowflakes swirling outside the window, despite the tempestuous trials, falling from the distant heavenly sky, they inevitably find their resting place. And our love, like this palace amidst the storm, remains as firm as a rock, unshakeable.”

Yili raised her head, her eyes shimmering with crystalline teardrops, teardrops filled with emotion and happiness. She slightly nodded, her voice slightly choked with emotion, saying, ”Shi Lang, with you by my side, my heart is filled with sunlight and warmth. Your presence is my greatest happiness in this life, and my sternest support in this complex world.”

In the warm and tranquil room, the candlelight flickered, casting shadows of the two leaning against each other.

Outside, the wind and snow still raged, the gale howling, snowflakes fluttering, but their hearts were filled with happiness and peace.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, leaving only them in the world, enjoying this rare and precious intertwining moment, each moment like a dazzling pearl, embedded in the tapestry of their love.

Tatar Tribe’s leader Rakshan, clad in a thick sable cloak, wearing a gem-inlaid fur hat, despite being over fifty years old, still had an upright demeanor, his gaze carrying a hint of authority from long years of leadership.