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In the following days, I often woke up in a panic from my dreams.
A woman pleaded in the darkness, "Please love him for me, protect him, and keep him from harm."
I finally understood that I had been schemed against, manipulated by a girl deeply in love a thousand years later. She had traveled far to seek her beloved, only to summon me from millennia away to love this man in her stead.
As she wished, I surrendered.
I fell in love with the gray wolves of the grasslands and the falcons soaring in the sky. I fell for Mao Dun, this fierce and passionate man.
"Qing Shui, I still remember the first time I saw you." He propped himself up, his dark hair casually falling behind him, a charming smile playing at his lips as if lost in that beautiful memory.
"I was merely sixteen or seventeen at the time, dressed as a Hu girl sneaking into Weiyang Palace to carry out my father's orders. Strolling under the moonlight in Chang'an, Weiyang Palace appeared as stunning as snow. You wore a pure white dress, as radiant as Qing Shui, and your almost translucent face held a pair of eyes that pierced deep into my heart. If not for the guards patrolling, I would have rushed over to embrace you and take you back to Xiongnu."
I rested my chin on my hand, envisioning that moment: under the beautiful moonlight of Chang'an, the Xiongnu Prince looked up and caught sight of Han Princess Qing Shui, a figure as pure as the bright moon, and thus fell hopelessly in love.
Unfortunately, it was a case of unrequited feelings; the flowing waters were affectionate while the falling flowers were indifferent.
Han Princess Qing Shui truly admired the gentle and jade-like General Xin.
They were childhood friends who had secretly pledged their lives to each other. They seemed like a perfect match; however, due to Qing Shui's kind glance towards Xiongnu Prince Mao Dun, they became separated by vast distances.
"I thought you would hate me for life. When I tried to forcefully take you away, you bit your lip, and the hatred in your eyes chilled my heart. I thought you would come to love this land where the sky is like a tent and the grass is lush; I..."
Mao Dun tightened his grip on my hand, burying his head in my neck with a deep sigh as if those painful memories surged back to him.
He risked his life to go to Chang'an to welcome his bride. Who would have thought she would be terrified, standing helplessly in this foreign land while crying out loud?
She said she didn't like the air here or the food; she sat all day like a lifeless porcelain doll on her couch, and no matter how splendid her garments were, they could not coax even a smile from her.
As she lay beside him, she would often dreamily whisper a name in her sleep: "Xin, wait for me."
The painful memories made Mao Dun furrow his brow, and he murmured, "Qing Shui, tell me, what made you change?"
The tenderness hidden beneath his rugged exterior brought tears to my eyes. Is there not always a heart-wrenching male lead in every frustrating soap opera, alongside a wooden-headed woman who remains unmoved?
Allah, Jesus, do you not know how much I despise fickleness? To have a steadfast man like Mao Dun by my side and not cherish him would surely invite divine retribution!
So I boldly kissed his lips and told him, "It’s you, it’s you, this Grassland Wolf who has touched my heart."
My initiative elicited an even more fervent response from the man beneath me. In his husky, low groans, I whispered, "Don't worry, Qing Shui, I will love him well for you."
Early to bed and early to rise keeps one in good spirits. After donning my light riding gear and jogging around the yurt, I happily drank a large cup of milk tea and burped lightly as I headed towards the stables, ready to ride Black Moon for a couple of laps.
Strangely enough, Mao Dun had recently relaxed his vigilance towards me. Not only did he allow that yellow-robed slave to stop following me like a shadow, but he also generously gifted me Black Moon, a fierce black horse. My days were quite pleasant!
Before I even reached the stables, I spotted an unfamiliar The Bearded Wanderer leading a strikingly bright red steed out.
The horse tossed its head impatiently and neighed as if expressing its dissatisfaction. I hurried forward and shouted at the horse, "Who are you? What audacity you have to covet the Great Chanyu's prized steed?"
The Bearded Wanderer smiled and respectfully bowed to me. "This must be the beautiful Empress of Lord Chanyu. This fine steed was gifted to us Donghu by Lord Chanyu; how could it be considered theft?"
Donghu?!
Mao Dun had actually given away his beloved horse to him; he must be someone not to be trifled with.
Resignedly, I took hold of Black Moon and walked away in disappointment. To my surprise, that Donghu The Bearded Wanderer suddenly grabbed me and boasted, "Today, Mao Dun Chanyu has given me Donghu's famous horse; tomorrow I shall have him gift me Donghu's beloved wife."
I was so shocked that I lashed out with my riding whip, striking his face and leaving a bloody mark.
"What a fiery woman! That's the kind of personality I like!" He sinisterly touched his wound and turned to leave.
I returned to the tent, my heart racing. That The Bearded Wanderer spoke with such arrogance; he seemed far from ordinary.
I had initially intended to vent my anger on Mao Dun with that whip, but I wondered if I might end up making things worse. So when Mao Dun finished his meeting with the ministers, I hurried outside the tent. "How did it go? Did Donghu make any unreasonable demands again?"
Mao Dun took off his outer robe, paused for a moment, and answered with great difficulty, "The envoy from Donghu actually demanded... Qing Shui, you!"
What a foolhardy man that The Bearded Wanderer was!
I gritted my teeth and stepped in front of Mao Dun. "Let me go. If you refuse him, Donghu will surely take this opportunity to attack. If you go to war, it will ruin the entire plan."
Mao Dun was first taken aback, then in a fit of anger, he smashed his wine cup onto the ground. He looked at me coldly and said, "What nonsense are you talking? That Donghu brat is deliberately trying to humiliate me by taking my beloved wife; how can I give him what he wants!"
Fool! He must be willing to part with his prized horse and beautiful woman if he wants to take revenge on Donghu when they least expect it!
I picked up the cup and said solemnly, "I trained in the palace when I was young. Just send me there and grant me Black Moon; I will find a way to escape. You have to trust me."
Mao Dun reached out and cupped my face in his hands, his star-like eyes searching deep into my soul. He murmured in pain, "Qing Shui, why do I feel like you're so unfamiliar?"
I knew that what I was doing was undoubtedly exposing myself, but I couldn't control my actions. All I wanted was to help him become a true eagle of the grasslands.
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