“Lord Prime Minister.” Upon seeing a faraway figure rapidly galloping forward on the horse, Lou Sheng who is standing by outside the military camp immediately kneels down, in respectful greeting.
“Where’s Gui Wan? Is she here?” The elegantly handsome face is no longer able to conceal his anxiousness as Lou Che asks in slight nervousness.
Knowing that Lou Che has rapidly rushed eight hundred li to get here in an urgent manner, his original words of persuasion, asking of him to get some rest, could not bear to leave his mouth, Lou Sheng points towards the biggest tent in the middle, saying: “Madam is in there.”
How long has it been? How long has he not seen her?
Unable to contain some worked up emotions, Lou Che did not even turn his head as he quickly paces himself towards the main tent.
Having never seen Prime Minster Lou like this before, Lou Sheng could only watch on in surprise, when he suddenly remembers, General Lin is still in the tent, the scene from this morning at the city gates unintentionally flashes by his mind, intuition tells him, subtle feelings is entangled within that situation. He hurriedly follows after Lou Che, softly calling out: “Lord Prime Minister, please wait.”
Not hearing Lou Sheng’s calling, his eyes seeming to only have that tent in sight, his steps does not stop, arriving before the tent, with quite a bit of force, in a moment where Lou Sheng was unable to stop him in time, he lifts the thick curtain of the tent.
Very rarely does he see Gui Wan with a smile like this, void of any sort of external factors, made up solely of heartfelt joy, under the sunlight like gold dust, she appears even more spectacularly radiant……Lou Che peripheral vision sweeps across the inside of the room, his cheerful smile instantly freezes, in the moment where he walks into the tent, the expression on his face fades away, patting the dust off his body, he reveals an air of elegant nobility, leisurely saying: “Looks like, this time I have General Lin to thank once again.”
Hearing this voice, Lin Rui En looks back, not at all surprised, he sternly replies: “Prime Minister Lou is too polite.”
“I owe you yet another favour.” His face against the light, suddenly lightens, suddenly darkens, be it joy or anger, it is difficult to make out.
Slowly making his way over to the bed, he picks up one of the exquisite snacks, placing it in his mouth as he takes a small bite, as though savouring the taste, he lightly mocks: “Are all the snacks within the military this nice?”
Hearing this, Lin Rui En’s face shows a look of slight discomfort, it is difficult to explain that these snacks have been specially prepared for Gui Wan.
“General has made thoughtful preparations, it is I who have troubled General.” Realising that Lin Rui En seems to be cautious, even the tender expression on his face dropped the moment Lou Che walked through the door, before she knew it, Gui Wan had already spoke up to break through the slight tension.
Making no comment, the corners of Lou Che’s lips curls up into a somewhat forced smile, his deep eyes turning to gaze at Gui Wan, tenderness gradually leaking out from within those eyes filled with complexity, his hand reaches towards Gui Wan’s cheek, touching her ever so delicate skin that is seemingly able to suck in his hand, his expression becomes full of sympathy and affection as he very gently mutters: “You lost weight.”
Little traces of heartache spreads out into the air, even the sunlight got infected, dimming down quite a bit.
Feeling greatly at discomfort, Lin Rui En ignores the sour feeling that is gradually growing within his heart, suddenly standing up, the agility in his movement carries a sense of strong feelings, “Prime Minister Lou has come from afar, I shall not disturb you.”
“General.” That clearly resonant voice calls him to a stop, Lin Rui En looks back, and sees Gui Wan’s sparkling smile, followed by a word of heartfelt “thank you”.
His stern nature was unable to suppress that moment of falter, Lin Rui En reveals a look of difficulty in his eyes, disappearing within a flash, he nods his head before lifting the tent curtain and leaves.
The sunlight outside the tent is still shining on splendidly, yet Lin Rui En could not at all sense the brightness in this moment. Whilst turning around, he sees Lin Ran Yi standing at a spot quite close by, walking up to her, his cold expression gives way to gentle warmth, “Sister.”
“Rui En,” Lin Ran Yi shows a face of utmost seriousness, within it there also carries a rarely seen severity, softly saying: “I need to talk to you.”