Chapter 541
Chapter 541 Walking with the Tiger
The next morning, they broke camp and set out early. Lin Wanrong rode alone at the head of the group, his head hanging low and his expression lifeless. It seemed as if dark circles had appeared under his eyes overnight. Hu Bugui couldn't resist pulling aside Gao Qiu beside him and nodding toward Lin Wanrong's forlorn figure. "Brother Gao, what's going on with the general? Wasn't he perfectly fine last night?"
Old Gao blinked, his face equally puzzled. "Hmm? Could it be that something went wrong last night? That can't be; he was laughing so joyfully with Yueya'er. We all heard it. He should be basking in the heat of love, not looking like this. Perhaps he lost himself rather than messed things up!"
Hearing mention of Yueya'er, Old Hu turned his gaze toward the exquisite carriage at the center of the procession. The curtain was slightly lifted, revealing the figure of a Turkic young woman. Her graceful body, charming face, and deep blue eyes all exuded calm, and she even wore a faint smile.
The young woman, Yujia, carefully carved a delicate curved knife into a bamboo flute she held. Occasionally, she would lift the flute to her lips and play a few cheerful notes. Her long eyelashes trembled from time to time, and a soft smile lit up her eyes, making her look exceptionally sweet.
Seeing this, Old Hu was bewildered. Was this a captive? She seemed more at ease than someone sipping tea at a teahouse.
Comparing Lin Wanrong's mood to Yueya'er’s, one looked as lifeless as rotting wood, while the other was as cheerful as a bright spring flower. The contrast was striking and inexplicable.
After a long observation, Old Gao suddenly slapped his thigh. "This is bad, Old Hu. This is really bad."
Hu Bugui was startled. "What do you mean, 'really bad'?"