She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 194: Happiness Village, an Unforgettable Story

Chapter 194: Chapter 194: Happiness Village, an Unforgettable Story

"Ah, what a pity," said Gesang with regret. "But for an outstanding woman like you not to be married, that would be the real surprise."

Yan Wanqing received her belongings and did not want to stay any longer. Although she did not understand why Xiao Pingfeng had to appear here and disguise himself like this, Yan Wanqing knew there must be a reason for his actions.

After a brief intersection, she was supposed to return to her own place.

The officers and soldiers were all waiting for her in Xiliang City, and she could not be trapped by romantic entanglements.

Thinking of this, Yan Wanqing spoke up: "My injuries have mostly healed, and today I came to retrieve my belongings and, on the one hand, to thank you for saving my life. Thank you for taking such good care of me these past days. However, I currently have nothing to offer in return; but once I get to Xiliang City, I will definitely send someone back to express my gratitude."

"You’re leaving?" Zhuo Ma deciphered Yan Wanqing’s intentions.

Yan Wanqing nodded and replied, "Yes, I have very important matters to attend to, and I have delayed too long here already."

"Your bag contains soft armor; are you a military officer?" Gesang asked in surprise, hand covering her mouth.

Yan Wanqing looked up at her, unsure if it was her imagination, but she always felt that Lady Gesang was singling her out.

"I’m truly sorry about not revealing my identity; it’s not convenient. Once everything is over, I will come back here, and then I will disclose my true identity to you," she said.

"Alright," Gesang spoke softly, "if that’s the case, then we can’t force you to stay as our guest."

Yizhi suddenly asked Yan Wanqing, "You said you are heading to Xiliang City?"

Yan Wanqing nodded: "Yes, I’m not sure how far it is from here to Xiliang City, though."

"Not far, a day’s journey. Leave in the morning, and by evening you’ll be there," Zhuo Ma added, "I can prepare the best horse for you."

Yan Wanqing smiled appreciatively at Zhuo Ma’s thoughtfulness: "Thank you, Zhuo Ma."

Zhuo Ma took her hand, "What are you thanking me for? It’s a small matter."

"I happen to be going to Xiliang City too, why don’t we travel together?" Yizhi suddenly suggested.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gesang pursed her lips and said, "But you told me we would go after the seeds have sprouted, didn’t you? We planted the seeds yesterday, and they will sprout in a couple of days. Are you in such a hurry, Yizhi?"

Yizhi stretched out his hand and ruffled Gesang’s hair naturally, saying, "It’s a good opportunity to have a companion, so we might as well go early and return early."

"That won’t do, then I must go too," Gesang said coquettishly.

Yizhi didn’t refuse Gesang: "Fine, we will all go. It’s just a day’s journey. Besides, I heard that the City Lord of Xiliang City is going to hold a welcome banquet for the guests from the Capital City in the next few days. The market will surely be bustling by then, and I can buy some flower seeds for you to take back."

Gesang, seeing Yizhi’s detail-oriented and thoughtful nature, blushed with a hint of red on her cheeks.

Yan Wanqing turned her gaze away, no longer looking at them.

She did not refuse the company of the other two. She would be stationed in Xiliang City for a long time, until the Japanese Pirates were cleared out and she reclaimed all the towns and villages of Xiliang City.

During the days she had been unconscious and healing, Prince Xiao Hongshen must have already arrived at Xiliang City. The guests they mentioned just now must be referring to him.

"Then let’s set off tomorrow," Yan Wanqing said directly.

"Okay, I will prepare the carriage. You and Gesang can ride inside to get there," Yizhi added.

Yan Wanqing frowned slightly and instinctively refused: "I don’t need it, I can just ride a horse, they are faster."

"Even if it’s faster, it still takes a day, and the same for a carriage. Your wounds haven’t fully healed yet, so don’t overexert yourself," Yizhi said sternly. "You seem quite grown-up, but you are not nearly as sensible and obedient as Gesang."

Yan Wanqing kept quiet, saying nothing more.

"Yizhi, how can you speak about this young lady like that?" Gesang reached out to tug at the hem of his clothes, complaining, "You’re being very impolite."

"Hmm." Yizhi hummed dismissively, folded his arms, and said no more.

Gesang looked at Yan Wanqing, who was smiling with curved brows, and said, "We’ve been together for such a long time, yet I still don’t know your name. If you can’t tell us your identity, can you at least tell us your name?"

Yan Wanqing hooked her lips, thinking that since they would eventually arrive in Xiliang City together, they would find out anyway.

"Yan Wanqing," she revealed her name.

Gesang covered her mouth with a smile, "Your name is as beautiful as you are."

"Thank you," Yan Wanqing replied with a smile of gratitude.

Soon she brought up the idea of leaving since the awkward conversation was making her quite uncomfortable.

After returning, Zhuo Ma said there would be a roast lamb feast in the village that night, and everyone in the village would be attending, reminding Yan Wanqing to come.

Yan Wanqing was concerned about the construction in the village, so she gladly agreed.

If she could have a chat with the builder and get the blueprints, wouldn’t that be wonderful?

That evening, Yan Wanqing casually gathered her long hair with a hairpin. She only knew the simplest men’s hair bun since Cong Ge usually did her hair, but followers weren’t allowed special treatment in the army.

Dressed in the skirt Zhuo Ma had given her and with her hair done in a man’s style, she looked somewhat out of place.

But being beautiful, even in a burlap sack she would look good.

By night, lanterns lit up the eaves along the streets.

Strolling down the road, Yan Wanqing watched as children lit the sky lanterns that slowly ascended into the air, feeling a gentle comfort in her heart.

"Are you a foreigner?" a soft voice came from behind.

Yan Wanqing turned around to see a man sitting in a wheelchair, his features well-formed with rosy lips and white teeth, extremely handsome, looking at her with a gentle gaze.

Seeing this, Yan Wanqing nodded and wrapped her cloak a little tighter: "I’m grateful to the people here for letting me eke out a survival."

The man in the wheelchair chuckled, "It seems your life outside wasn’t very comfortable."

"How so?" Yan Wanqing raised an eyebrow.

The man smiled, "You carry a heavy aura."

Yan Wanqing was taken aback and after a moment, nodded with a smile, "Indeed, you have a sharp eye. Are you also a villager here?"

The man looked around at the bustle and said, "You could... say that."

"The villagers here all seem so happy; I envy them," Yan Wanqing spoke sincerely.

The man nodded, "That’s true, without troubles they naturally live contentedly and happily, which is why this place is called Happiness Village."

"This is the first time I’ve learned the name of this village." Happiness Village, truly living up to its name.

Seeing Yan Wanqing’s eyes clear and transparent like a deer’s, yet always carrying a thread of worry in the depths, the man said, "You seem like someone with a story."

"Everyone has their stories, don’t you as well?" Yan Wanqing looked at the man.

The man smiled gently, "I thought you were quite gentle, but you have a sharp tongue. However, you’re speaking the truth. With my condition, anyone can tell I have a poignant story."