Years turn into wind

Chapter 200: The Tranquility and Determination of a Moonlit Night

Silence on the way home

After evacuating the battlefield, the troops were on their way back to camp. As the night deepened, the moon hung high in the sky, casting a brilliant light over the war-torn land. The wind whispered in their ears, and the horses' hooves made a gentle sound on the soft earth.

Cheng Yuwei rode on horseback, flanked by soldiers escorting her. Occasionally, she glanced up at Ling Xiaotian, who was always at the front of the group, calm and stern. Everything that had happened today had left her feeling a bit apprehensive, but also filled her with deep reflection.

"Miss Cheng, are you okay?" a guard asked in a low voice.

Cheng Yuwei shook her head: "I'm fine, thank you for your protection."

The guards smiled faintly but said nothing more. They all knew the doctor's special status in the camp, and they were well aware of the risk she had just taken. Even so, her composure and courage were still admirable.

A little episode in the camp

It was nearly midnight when they returned to the camp, and the exhausted soldiers dispersed. Ling Xiaotian took Cheng Yuwei directly back to the command tent.

"Xiaotian, I..." Cheng Yuwei was about to speak, but Ling Xiaotian gently waved his hand, motioning her to sit down first.

"You should rest for a while." His tone was not like the usual command, but more of a hidden worry.

Cheng Yuwei knew that he had many complaints about what happened today, but she also understood that the root of this dissatisfaction was actually concern. She sat down quietly, picked up the hot tea brought by the soldier, and warmed her hands.

"Although today's plan was successful, do you realize how great a risk you took?" Ling Xiaotian's voice was low, yet a hint of suppressed anger lingered. "If I had been a step later, the consequences would have been disastrous."

Cheng Yuwei raised her head and met his gaze calmly: "Xiaotian, I know my decision seems reckless, but I can't let you bear all the risks alone. If today's interference fails, then our entire plan will be in vain."

Ling Xiaotian looked at her, speechless for a moment. He knew she was right, but he couldn't suppress the worry in his heart.

"I understand your duties and responsibilities, but..." He walked up to her, gently placed his hands on her shoulders, and his voice softened, "You are also the most important person to me. I can't bear the possibility of losing you."

Cheng Yuwei's eyes were slightly warm. She lowered her head and said softly, "I understand. I will be more careful."

The atmosphere gradually relaxed. Seeing her tired expression, Ling Xiaotian could not bear to say anything more: "Okay, take a rest today. Leave the rest to me, you don't have to worry about it anymore."

Conversation under the Moon

Late at night, Cheng Yuwei, completely sleepless, walked out of the tent alone and came to the hill outside the camp. The scenery here was unexpectedly peaceful, with moonlight shining on the grass, the outline of the forest in the distance vaguely visible, and a hint of fresh earthy scent in the air.

She sat on a large rock, her thoughts racing. Suddenly, a familiar sound of footsteps came from behind her. She turned around and saw it was Ling Xiaotian.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Ling Xiaotian sat down beside her and handed her a cloak.

"I can't sleep." Cheng Yuwei took the cloak and put it on, saying softly, "What about you? Can't sleep either?"

Ling Xiaotian stared into the distance, silent for a moment before answering, "Yes, at times like this there are always too many things to let go of."

Cheng Yuwei smiled slightly: "So you also have worries."

Ling Xiaotian turned to look at her, a hint of helplessness between his brows: "Do you think I'm heartless? Seeing you in danger, my heart is already in turmoil."

Cheng Yuwei lowered her head and said softly, "I'm sorry, Xiaotian, I know you're worried about me. But sometimes, I really don't want to just stand behind you and watch you rush to the front alone."

Ling Xiaotian sighed deeply: "You are always so stubborn, I can't do anything to you."

The two were silent for a while, the only sound in their ears was the wind blowing the grass.

"Xiaotian, when can we end this kind of life?" Cheng Yuwei suddenly spoke, with a hint of fatigue in her voice.

"Wait until we win this war, wait until this country is stable again." Ling Xiaotian held her hand and said firmly, "Then I will take you to a place without war, where you can live a peaceful life."

Cheng Yuwei was slightly startled, then smiled: "It sounds like a fairy tale, but I am willing to believe you."

"I will definitely do it." Ling Xiaotian said solemnly, his eyes full of determination.

The moonlight shone on the two of them, as if gilding this moment with a layer of holy light. Their hearts were closer at this moment, and they were more clearly aware of the importance of each other in their lives.

New tasks

The next morning, news came from the headquarters again: Although the Zhao army suffered heavy losses, their main force had assembled and was preparing to launch a counterattack on Ling Xiaotian's base.

"This time they are no longer just testing the waters, but are determined to fight," the deputy general reported solemnly.

"You've arrived just in time." Ling Xiaotian sneered, "Since they want a decisive battle, we'll give them this opportunity."

Cheng Yuwei stood aside, silently looking at the map, a new determination rising in her heart. Perhaps the real crisis had just begun, and she had to face it in her best condition.