When Xiao Changyi leaped down from the city wall, An Jing happened to be riding on Moon Stepping right beneath. Xiao Changyi just sat on Moon Stepping’s back, right behind An Jing.
Imdiately, he let go of the rope in his hand, replaced An Jing, rode Moon Stepping, and sped into the city with An Jing.
Just as the horse reached the city gate, the gate was being fully opened. The soldier opening the gate hadn’t even reacted when they felt a silhouette flash past them so quickly that they couldn’t see what it was.
Ye Zhi was riding behind An Jing. When she saw Xiao Changyi leap from the city wall, to be honest, she found the move incredibly cool. However, she slowed her horse as they neared the gate.
Gong Juechen, not wanting to expose his martial arts skills, could only resign himself to running down from the wall on his two legs, eagerly and excitedly shouting, "Zhizhi, Zhizhi..."
Ye Zhi watched Gong Juechen run toward her joyfully. She found him both lacking Xiao Changyi’s masculine charm and warming her heart. It was like returning to a cold, cold ho, yet there was soone inside waiting for you, making it warm.
As for Xiao Changyi, as soon as he rode into Jingye City, he took An Jing back to the posthouse in Xilin City.
"Even if you were in a rush to see , you didn’t have to jump down from such a high place! You almost scared to death, do you know that?!" An Jing turned back to complain to Xiao Changyi.
She was still shaken. Even though he was sitting safely and soundly behind her now, holding her.
Xiao Changyi said nothing, only riding Moon Stepping, quickly passing through the south gate of Jingye City.
Until he entered Xilin City and returned to his room at the posthouse.
Xiao Changyi closed the door and began removing An Jing’s clothes. An Jing, with a mix of laughter and tears, insisted that she was perfectly fine and not injured at all, yet could only let Xiao Changyi proceed.
Because she knew that her husband wouldn’t be completely at ease until he saw for himself.
Seeing that An Jing was indeed unhard from head to toe, Xiao Changyi then embraced her tightly.
But he only held her for a mont before his lips ca down in a frenzy, even pressing An Jing onto the bed.
Three and a half months of longing, in this mont, all erupted.
It wasn’t just Xiao Changyi missing An Jing; An Jing deeply longed for Xiao Changyi too.
In the end, both of them were drenched in sweat. An Jing was so exhausted she didn’t feel like moving even a finger or toe.
Xiao Changyi didn’t make her move, instead getting up himself to prepare bath water. Once the bath was ready, Xiao Changyi carried An Jing into the tub, and they bathed together.
To be precise, Xiao Changyi helped An Jing wash, with An Jing leaning against him, letting him assist.
An Jing was truly too tired.
For three and a half months, pressing on to blast mountains, with very little rest—if she could avoid moving now, she would.
Though exhausted and weary, she couldn’t sleep at all.
"Missed to death, didn’t you?" An Jing suddenly laughed and asked, her tone thick with teasing.
Xiao Changyi genuinely admitted, "Mm." After a pause, "Did you miss ?"
An Jing just as honestly confessed, "Of course I did, how could I not? I thought about you every day, especially missed you."
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