The next day, the army set out.
The weather on this day was exceptionally good, the sky clear and the air fresh. Unlike the last time she bid farewell to King Qi from the city walls, Shang Ruyi personally escorted the troops to the city gate. The expedition team was already formed up neatly, and with the warhorses neighing around her, the banners fluttering loudly in the wind, the grandeur of the scene made her heart race.
This scene was all too familiar.
She hadn't been married to Yu Wenye for many years, yet she could no longer count how many times she had sent him off to war.
This morning, as she got up early, she even felt a shameful reluctance to part and a desire to hold him back, wishing that solid chest could always stay by her side, hoping those arms could forever protect her, wishing that whenever she turned, she could see that handsome, reassuring face.
