CHAPTER 1210: CHAPTER 1290: HOW PITIFUL MUST HE BE

Anle Mountain is very large; otherwise, it wouldn’t accommodate a full eighty thousand soldiers. But lately, the atmosphere on Anle Mountain has been quite bad. How bad is it?

Approximately, it’s to the extent that all eighty thousand soldiers walk silently, making the entire mountain feel "dead," and these eighty thousand soldiers are all keenly aware. They know who has arrived.

Dong Huiying’s spouse and others were taken up the mountain by Yun Ge. The soldiers on the mountain knew these men were the general’s husbands and also knew that although the general had changed, with different looks and a different body from before, this person was indeed their general.

Anyone can be mistaken, but the general, even if turned into ash, should never be mistaken.

They had long known the general was still alive, but had never been able to meet in person.

Now that the general finally appeared, before everyone could be happy, they learned from Doctor Yun that the general’s condition was very critical, her health was very poor, sleeping day and night, putting these soldiers on edge with worry.

Some of the more superstitious soldiers even bought some spirit money, gathering in the middle of the night to burn paper, mumbling prayers for the general’s quick recovery.

Yun Ge didn’t know how many little tricks these people were doing in private; right now, she was extremely busy.

She actually felt quite uncomfortable in her heart. Why was it that every time Purple chervil woke up, those men of hers were always by her side? As for herself, she always happened to miss out.

She had also visited Dong Huiying’s room several times, but each time Dong Huiying was in a deep sleep. She grew increasingly jealous of these Liang family men.

"Yunyun, you’ve been going without sleep for several days and nights in a row; if you continue like this, your body won’t take it much longer."

Fengsu was also on the mountain; he had shamelessly followed along, while Qing Yue and others, following his orders, continued searching for Shi Yi and Yi Ran’s whereabouts in Dongdi.

Yun Ge looked like a mad woman, her hair a mess, not having bathed for several days, with various books, herbs, and such piled on the table in front of her.

Her eyes were bloodshot, filled with red veins.

When Fengsu spoke to her, she had a focused look, absorbed in studying herbal formulas.

Fengsu saw she didn’t respond to him and slightly furrowed his brow.

How pathetic must he be?

The woman he liked always put another woman at the center of her heart, and his rival in love turned out to be another woman.

He thought about those past matters; although he was the Second Prince of the Dayuan Royal Family, he had been raised outside since childhood.

After reaching adulthood, he returned to the capital and it was at that time he met Yun Ge.

Upon first meeting, she was a young girl, proud and cool, with unrivaled medical skills.

A brief glance was enough for him to fall in love at first sight.

Since then, he had often paid attention to the young girl’s movements and found that in the presence of others, her expression was always cold, except in front of a black-faced girl, where she would become lively and particularly happy.

Back then, though Fengsu harbored strategies, he was still youthful at heart.

The girl he admired always ignored him, which inevitably stirred up some feelings of resentment.

He discovered that anything related to that black-faced girl, Yun Ge cared about immensely.

For example, he had appeared in front of Yun Ge dozens of times and yet she hadn’t noticed him, completely ignoring him, but once when that black-faced girl Dong Baowei was mentioned unintentionally, he saw Yun Ge’s mood fluctuate significantly.

After that, for some reason, the two of them had a few confrontations over Dong Baowei, but even if it was a confrontation, at least she no longer treated him as a stranger in her eyes, no longer considered him a transparent little nobody; she started to notice him.