Cross Again

The gilded palace of Yinqiong Kingdom was shining brightly in the warm March sun. Princess Yingran's hairpin ceremony was just around the corner, and envoys from the seven countries gathered in the imperial city carrying heavy gifts. The richest country in the world never cares about small tributes, but it pays special attention to Yunyin Country's gift - the poorest country short of gold, actually collected two hundred golds. The leader of the envoy, Zhao Lie, complained all the way. When his eyes glanced at the silent figure at the end of the team, his anger suddenly ignited. "Pretending to be deaf and mute all the way, what a shame!" Zhao Lie punched him, but the opponent caught his wrist with his backhand, and the sound of cracking bones echoed through the camp along with a muffled groan. It wasn't until the man's messy hair fell down, revealing his pale and delicate face, that everyone was shocked to realize that this fierce "guard" was actually a girl. "Yuhan..." She announced her name in a low voice, with an unbreakable coldness hidden in her eyes, but her body was swaying because she hadn't eaten for days. Zhao Lie held a grudge and knocked the weak Yu Han unconscious the night he arrived in the imperial city and sold him to the noisiest brothel. In the red brick and green tiled prison, Yuhan would rather die than obey. When she broke free, she scratched the powerful man who was teasing her, and was dragged and thrown into the back alley. The cold rain was pouring, and she huddled in the mud. The wound scratched by the sharp blade was oozing with blood. Her consciousness was blurred and she felt that this life would eventually be annihilated here. "Are you okay?" A soft and caring voice penetrated the rain curtain. Ying Ran stood at the entrance of the alley holding an oil-paper umbrella. The hem of her skirt embroidered with pink cherry blossoms was stained with mud, but she still couldn't hide her nobility. Ignoring the obstruction of her entourage, she knelt down to help Han Han up. The moment her fingertips touched the other's cold skin, the threads of fate were quietly entangled. King Yinqiong saw Yuhan's outstanding skills and appointed her as Yingran's personal bodyguard. From then on, the girl with long hair and cold eyes tied up her black hair, put on fancy clothes, and stayed by the princess's side day and night. Ying Ran would secretly stuff her with cakes from the imperial kitchen, and would awkwardly apply ointment when she was injured while practicing swordsmanship, but Yu Han would always call her "Miss" in a low voice, responding to this warmth with silent protection. In three years, the Qionghua withered and bloomed again. The friendship between the two girls has been deeply rooted in their hearts, transcending the distinction between master and servant. When the war broke out, the people of Yunyin Country Drawing lessons from "The Blessing of Heavenly Officials", "The Patriarch of the Demonic Way", and "Notes on Grave Robbers", if there are any similarities with other novels, please indicate (the author has only read the above 3 books, not the others) Intention: Love will last longer than hate. If you are always loyal to me, even if Yin and Yang are separated, we will never be separated.