Farewell (2)

“Come on!” Zhao Mingyu smirked, “I can’t even speak the truth anymore? So petty, no wonder your man doesn’t dare look at me for too long.”

Ye Mu looked at her with a complicated expression.”I think know what plastic sisters* are now.”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s describing you.”

“It doesn’t sound like a good thing!”

“It’s not.”

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The two of them walked while chatting, and before she knew it, Ye Mu arrived at Shili Pavilion.

Even after accompanying a friend for  a thousand miles, they must part in the end. Ye Mu understood the reality. She gave Zhao Mingyu a dagger that could cut iron like mud. The dagger was inlaid with seven gems, shining brightly in the sun.

“Take this.”

Zhao Mingyu took it without hesitation. Ye Mu was really powerful and didn’t need this. She was different. Her martial arts were not bad, but it was only “not bad.”

Ye Mu sat on the horse and didn’t say more, “Go, be careful on the road.”

Her attitude seemed very casual, as if Zhao Mingyu wasn’t leaving and would come back at night, but Zhao Mingyu’s eyes were red.

She led the horse over, and the two sat on horseback, hugging each other lightly.

“Actually, I was boasting before, Xiao Mu’er. What if I fail and die?”

Ye Mu said, “When you are in danger, you can go find Mo Linyuan’s people, and they will send you to Mo Country.”

“What if I suddenly die before I find them?”

Ye Mu patted her on the back. “People must die eventually. Survival is a human instinct, and so is death, so don’t be afraid.”

Her calmness made Zhao Mingyu calm down slowly, and she finally burst into laughter, let go and sat back down on her horse.

“Really, with you here, there is no sentimental parting. You really know how to ruin the atmosphere.”

Ye Mu said helplessly, “You wouldn’t ask me to cry for you, would you? Don’t you want to go back and become a Female Emperor? If I cried too much, it would also ruin the atmosphere.”

“Hahahaha!” Zhao Mingyu couldn’t help laughing. She stretched out her hand and stuffed something into Ye Mu’s hand. “This incense is a gift for you! It is the rarest dream incense in Zhao Country, and cannot be bought with 1,000 taels of gold. Don’t waste it.”

Ye Mu put it away properly.

Then, Zhao Mingyu took a long look at Ye Mu, as if trying hard to remember this person.

She wore a very simple outfit, sitting on a maroon horse dressed completely in black, looking small and insignificant.

But Ye Mu has a pair of very clean eyes. Her cute little face usually didn’t have many expressions, but those eyes were clear and bright, which proved that she was actually very easy to get along with.

Zhao Mingyu chuckled, and finally turned around resolutely.

The wind brought over her loud laughter. “Wait for me! I will give you good news! Goodbye, Xiao Mu’er!”

Ye Mu looked at the direction she was leaving and stared for a long time. Zhao Mingyu’s departing back was very elegant. The flying clothes and her indulgent voice, together with the rising yellow sand, were deeply imprinted in her memory.

Such a strange woman would, just like Ye Li and Wusheng, shine in this world. Although they will eventually disappear in the long river of history, she knew them and understood them, and that was more than enough.

Ye Mu smiled lightly, holding the round scented bottle in her hand. It was the first time she received a gift from a woman. When she thought about it, she was a little excited.

When Ye Mu returned, it was already very late.

But the Mo Country Palace is different from other places, as its door could be opened at any time for one particular person.

* Comes from the phrase “A good sister’s feelings are like plastic flowers. They are particularly fake, but they never fade.” A close friend that does not truly care for you.

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