Zhao Ruocheng's life, he has met many women.

He doesn't need to do anything, just one look is enough to easily capture hearts.

Even without eye contact, just taking off the mask, there are plenty of women who rush towards the flame.

He had never given it a thought.

In this world, nothing is permanent.

From a single person to an entire nation, entanglements of grievances and affections are interwoven, all driven by feelings. Let me know if you have more text you'd like me to translate! ?

He just wants to live a slightly tipsy life.

Don't get too drunk, and don't take things too seriously.

Drunken to death, no one in the world will ever remember those things, those people, those past...

... Too real. How is he going to live with that?

Manpower is sometimes exhausted. The more intelligent a person is, the clearer they see the truth of the world, so the more pessimistic they become.

In a small town, you make a few friends. Among them, the most successful one is probably the mayor of this small town. Perhaps he works in the criminal justice department, perhaps he teaches at the academy, or perhaps he is in the city guard...

If there was any trouble, he would quietly resolve it.

Possessing wealth that could never be spent in this small town, maintaining a cultivation level that fluctuated neither up nor down, drinking flowery wine, and killing bandits.

Occasionally domineering, sometimes "helping the weak and fighting against the strong".

And so, to live a life like this, in peace and happiness with these people.

He thought so, and he did so.

But, some people disagree.

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Beneath the bronze mask, Zhao Ru Cheng's exceptionally handsome face was hidden.

His emotions were hidden in those beautiful, peach-blossom like eyes.

These are eyes full of affection.

Although he didn't have much extra affection.

At this very moment, he was looking at Helan Yunyun.

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Looking at He Lianyun's smile.

He has met many women, and he will meet more.

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But perhaps there will never be such a smile again. It was so deeply imprinted on his memory.

Perhaps it's just because, tonight he...

Too fragile!

“Can I?” Zhao Ru Cheng asked.

He rarely looked at Helan Yunyun so seriously: "I mean, Jingo is the son of the Iron Daci Master Kingdham. Wuwen Duo helping me is considered a competition between them. If you get involved, wouldn't it destabilize the Iron Daci?"

Helen chuckled and gazed back at him, her azure eyes seeming to pierce through the thick bronze mask. "You look quite handsome when you're serious, er, I mean...very profound!" Please note that the original input contained only a closing paragraph tag. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Zhao Ruocheng: ...

"That..." Yuwen Du walked out from the tent: "Actually, this matter..."

Helen stared at him quietly.

“You guys should communicate this slowly.” Yuwen Duo swallowed his words and gave a simple, honest smile: “I’m rather busy, I’ll take my leave first.”

He vanished with the wind at his feet, his words hanging in the air.

Huo Lian Yunyun then smiled at Zhao Ruocheng and asked, "Do you care about me?"

Zhao Ruocheng was very good at dealing with these situations, of course he wouldn't be embarrassed.

But there was no eagerness to go along with the flow.

"I'm just afraid you're too naive and think things are too simple. Even though you have a high status, there are some things I can't just help with. You're not as free as Yuwen Du."

Helen blinked with a smile: "From now on, in my eyes, you're even more adorable."

She crossed her arms and leaned down to look at Zhao Rucheng: "There are some things I can't tell you now. But I can tell you that the decision to exchange gold for peace at the Yellow River Meeting won't affect the Helian clan in the slightest. Of course, that's assuming you are truly stronger than Jin Ge."

Zhao Ruocheng gave her a deep look, then said, "I think my confidence and your confidence are the same."

Helian Yunyun said, "Then it's better to strike while the iron is hot..."

Having fought for so long on the desolate frontier, Zhao Ruocheng was no stranger to battle. He had also prepared himself for a fight against Jin Ge and strode out.

Let's get engaged today!

Zhao Rucheng almost stumbled.

Helian Yunyun covered her mouth and smiled, "I was just kidding you."

Zhao Rucheng let out a sigh of relief and continued walking outside.

Hē Lián Yún Yún walked a few steps closer and continued, "As the princess of the illustrious Great Pastoral Empire, I certainly can't be engaged so hastily. You must at least bring ten thousand cattle, ten thousand sheep, ten thousand bolts of silk, and several valiant heroes to accompany you, arriving in style to woo me!"

... Zhao Rucheng:

He now only wants to fight Jin Ge.

"Alright, alright..." Helian Yunyun coaxed the child like she was a toddler, waving her hand. "Come on, this princess will take you to find Jin Ge."

In the July riverside breeze of Guantan, the two walked side by side. Let me know if you'd like me to translate anything else!

After this little interruption tonight, the two sides seemed to have gotten more familiar—previously, it was only He Lian Yunyun acting familiar on her own.

Zhao Ruocheng always buried his emotions very deep and made a great effort to appear normal.

Tonight is no exception.

He casually asked, "By the way, why are you here today?"

Helian Yun smiled and said, "You have something to do with Yuwen Du."

Of course, she wouldn't say that she had come here especially to "catch them in the act" after hearing that Zhao Ruocheng had come to find Yu Wendu for a drink and to enjoy flowers.

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Zhao Ruocheng said, "Then..."

“Now everything is fine!” Helin Yunyao seemed to be in a very good mood, her voice was cheerful and lively, like silver bells shaking in the wind.

It was almost as if he were stating it plainly— "The only reason I sought out Yuwen Duo was for you."

"I have a question." Zhao Ruocheng quickly jumped over the topic and asked, "Your Highness Yun, with such a distinguished status, don't you have anything to do every day?"

“Of course I came to find you after I finished my business!” Helin Yunyun said proudly: “Rest assured! I, Helin Yunyun, have great ambitions and am not a person obsessed with beauty.” ωωω.Nine Nine Nine) xs(

Zhao Ruocheng looked...

That's certainly an ambitious goal.

“Let’s talk about Jin Ge still.” Zhao Ruocheng said.

"Alright!" Helen Yunyun cooperated very well.

What kind of person is he?

"You look much worse than me!"

"...Tell me something I don't know, how about it?"

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"Let's talk about Cangming then?"

The current world's divine messenger, Cangming, is indeed a legendary and mysterious figure.

As the first prodigy under thirty in the country, Zhao Ruocheng had been mixed into the Mu Gu team for so long that he had never seen him once.

He was just changing the subject casually and didn't intend to pry any information from Jingu. He wanted to win this spot with his own strength, so he wouldn't owe Helan Yunyun too much.

Therefore, he said: "It can also be done."

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Helan Yunyun immediately said, "He's a little better looking than Jin Ge, but not as handsome as you."

Zhao Rucheng had a slight headache: "Your Highness Yun, could you be more specific?"

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Helan Yunyun thought for a moment and said, "Cang Ming is probably ten times stronger than Jin Ge in appearance, but thirty-one to thirty-three times weaker than you."

That's really specific...

Even a fluctuating space!

Zhao Ruocheng was a bit amused and confused.

He followed Helin Yunyun and walked forward in the night.

He reached out and gently pressed his hand against his chest.

The heaviness in my heart seems to have eased a little.

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