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There was a man dressed in bright yellow, with a jade belt hanging down from his high crown on both sides of his face, fluttering in the wind. He simply sat quietly in his wheelchair, gazing silently at the campfire.

The night breeze was slightly cool.

The campfire was blazing, with occasional sparks flying out like glittering stars into the dark sky; apart from that, there was no other sound.

"Young master."

A servant dressed in simple clothes walked up to him and draped a cloak over his shoulders. “It’s too cold. You should go back to your tent and rest. I’ve already asked Princess Xingluo, and she said that the Dragon-Slaying Stone should be ready to be dug up by tomorrow.”

The person sitting in the wheelchair was none other than Murong Yin!

Murong Yin, who escaped death from the Snow Gate of Tianshan!

Since Yuan Qing, who was released by Zhan Yu, sought help from the King of Kucha in the Western Regions, he found the unconscious Murong Yin on the snow mountain. Princess Xingluo, the daughter of the King of Kucha, took meticulous care of the seriously injured Murong Yin until he recovered.

However, his legs were crippled, and he could no longer walk.

Upon waking up, Murong Yin first saw the rescued Murong family and learned that Murong Ci and Hua Chen had been sealed in a secret passage by the Dragon-Slaying Stone.

Princess Xingluo, the beautiful daughter of the King of Kucha, sent people to escort the Murong family back to Jiangnan. She also assigned people to work day and night to dig out the incredibly solid, heavy Dragon-Slaying Stone. In the blink of an eye, the troops sent by the Shengshi Dynasty arrived and joined forces with the Kucha warriors to excavate it.

They dug for more than twenty days!

Even though he knew perfectly well that the people inside could not possibly have survived, Murong Yin still insisted on digging on, because even if he couldn't find them alive, he wanted to find their bodies!

He will take their bodies back to Jiangnan and give them a proper burial!

The night grew colder.

At this moment, Murong Yin's face was slightly pale, yet he was still as handsome and refined as ever.

His eyebrows flew high into his temples, and his eyes shone like stars.

The campfire gradually died down.

Yuan Qing couldn't bear to see Murong Yin suffer from the cold. He looked up at a ragged, disheveled servant boy not far away, carrying firewood and adding fuel to the fire, and shouted:

"Hey kid, come here and add some more firewood to the fire!"

The servant heard this, turned around and glanced in this direction. He paused involuntarily, then lowered his head even further and walked over, carrying a heavy load of firewood.

The servant went straight to the campfire, knelt down in front of it, took the firewood he was carrying, and added it to the fire piece by piece.

Murong Yin's gaze remained fixed on the bonfire.

The servant kept his head down the whole time, his clothes were tattered, his hair was disheveled, and his hands, which were holding firewood, were covered with bloodstains and wounds that had been cracked by the cold desert air.

The campfire gradually grew stronger.

"Young Master Murong."

In the darkness, a woman's voice rang out. Murong Yin turned his head and saw Princess Xingluo carrying a large, gilded box, dressed in a soft and warm lynx fur coat, walking towards him.

Yuan Qing, who was standing next to Murong Yin, quickly and consciously stepped aside.

Princess Xingluo of Kucha walked up to Murong Yin and presented him with the box as if it were a treasure, her face beaming.

"Young Master Murong, these are some Jiangnan snacks that I learned to make from your Jiangnan chefs. Please try them."

The box was opened, and inside were indeed several exquisite and delicious snacks.

Yuan Qing lowered his head consciously. Princess Xingluo looked at Murong Yin with eager eyes. Her feelings were obvious. Women of the desert were straightforward and dared to love and hate. Naturally, they never thought of hiding anything.

Murong Yin had no choice but to pick up the pastry and take a couple of bites, then smiled faintly, "Thank you for your trouble, Princess!"

Watching him eat the snack.

Princess Xingluo's big eyes sparkled, her jade pendants jingling as she stood guard beside Murong Yin. Accommodating his crippled legs, she bent down and presented him with her jeweled sword.

"Please accept this, Young Master Murong."

A sword inlaid with 103 gems of various sizes!

That was the royal sword of the King of Kucha. He personally gave this sword to his most beloved daughter, Xingluo. Whoever Princess Xingluo gives this royal sword to in the future, it will belong to her!

Princess Xingluo of Kucha in the desert, from the first moment she saw Murong Yin, she couldn't forget this man with clear features and a gentle, jade-like demeanor, and fell deeply in love with him.

Today, she finally couldn't resist taking off her sword and giving it to Murong Yin as a token of their love.

"Please accept this, young master!"

Her smile revealed a hint of arrogance as she spoke again.

Murong Yin's expression remained unchanged.

He sat in his wheelchair, motionless, his clear eyes looking at Princess Xingluo. "I am deeply grateful for the princess's kindness, but unfortunately I have already made a lifelong commitment to another woman and cannot accept such a precious gift from the princess."

Beside the campfire, the thinly dressed servant's hand, holding firewood, trembled slightly.

In the firelight, the servant lowered his head even further.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Princess Xingluo's eyes.