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Li Yiyi left, leaving behind only a note and that token.
Yan Ziyi was anxious, just about to step forward to chase after her when a soldier came to report: "General Wang has specifically ordered Yan Ziyi to be the vanguard and pursue the remnants of the Turkic forces."
Yan Ziyi took a deep breath, slowly nodded, and carefully placed the token into his bosom, whispering softly, "Yiyi, wait for me. Once I have swept away the Turkic forces and achieved great deeds, I will come to find you."
Li Yiyi returned to a life of wandering. She knew in her heart that Yan Ziyi should marry a princess; she would not be the one.
What was she? Just an orphan without parents, living a beggar's life since childhood. Even her name was self-given; it was simply because "Li" was the family name of the country, and "Yiyi" had the simplest strokes, so she chose it.
With a soft sigh, Li Yiyi thought that tonight she would spend the night by the river. Just as she sat down, she suddenly noticed several bamboo rafts floating downstream, still ablaze.
At first, she found it curious and amusing, but her expression changed drastically as she realized the danger. The Tang Army was laying floating bridges to reclaim lost territory; these burning rafts would surely set the bridges downstream ablaze. Could it be... this was a delaying tactic by the Turks?
The night was cold as water, yet sweat soaked Li Yiyi's back. Panic surged within her; her nerves tightened instantly as she blurted out, "Yan Ziyi..."
She feared that if she delayed, he might be executed.
Without a moment's hesitation, Li Yiyi jumped into the river and swam vigorously towards the bamboo rafts, pushing one of them over with all her strength. Driven by an invisible force, she did not stop for a moment and dove back into the water to overturn another...
Li Yiyi's small body struggled in the icy river as she swam back and forth carefully checking to ensure no raft had escaped her notice before finally exhaling deeply.
Great! Yan Ziyi would be safe now. A profound sense of satisfaction filled her heart in an instant as a smile crept onto her lips.
Yet, with that smile, it seemed to drain all the strength from her body, making even the slightest movement of her lips a tremendous effort.
The river water was icy cold in the dead of night. Li Yiyi's arm had been cut open at some point, and perhaps due to the numbness that had set in, she couldn't even feel the pain.
Blood flowed out in a steady stream, like a vibrant red silk slowly spreading across the water's surface.
She tried to paddle toward the shore, but her hands had long lost all sensation, and her body sank uncontrollably into the depths. She struggled to open her mouth but could only produce a faint sound that was barely audible.
As her body drifted with the current, memories from the past became increasingly vivid in her mind.
She would never forget that day when she, a wanderer, stumbled upon a mountain ridge and saw Yan Ziyi lying on the ground, covered in blood.
In that moment, she froze in place, staring blankly. A sharp pain pierced her heart as if those wounds were her own.
While she was lost in thought, she suddenly heard someone calling out "General Yan." Could this person before her be the legendary young general Yan Ziyi?
Li Yiyi's heart raced wildly. In a flurry of activity, she rushed to staunch his bleeding and then hid in the woods, watching intently as soldiers carried him away. Only then did she let out a sigh of relief.
Li Yiyi, who had always roamed freely across the land, had unexpectedly settled in the capital this time, hoping to gather more information about General Yan.
Time flew by. With the Turkic forces invading the borders, news reached her that General Yan was holding the front line against imminent danger.
By chance, Li Yiyi found Princess Danyang's token in the marketplace. An idea struck her, and without hesitation or regard for her own safety, she set off for the front lines in the name of the princess.
From the moment she made up her mind, she set aside life and death.
Upon seeing Yan Ziyi, her heart overflowed with joy that was hard to contain. These days felt like a long-awaited beautiful dream, where even the renowned God of War could show her a helpless expression.
No matter how much she laughed and played around on ordinary days, she never forgot her mission.
Now, if she could die for him, it would be a death worth having, fulfilling her wishes.
A trace of melancholy quietly flashed through Li Yiyi's heart. Unfortunately, she would never hear the news of his victorious return. She slowly closed her eyes and silently whispered in her heart: Yan Ziyi, see you in the next life...
Soon, the icy river water completely engulfed her...
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