The sky darkened quickly.
When the whole grassland was shrouded in pitch-black night, the troops led by Yu Wenye found a small river that hadn't frozen yet and set up camp by the riverside. For a moment, countless bonfires were lit, reflecting the sparkling stars in the dark sky.
Shang Ruyi was in the tent, using warm water she'd heated to wash her face, tidied up a bit, and then came out again.
Not far from her tent, a bonfire was burning fiercely, illuminating Yu Wenye sitting beside the fire, his eyes fixed on the flames. His high brow and straight nose, the clear contours of his side profile, were even more stunning under the night and firelight.
Shang Ruyi couldn't help but sigh lightly.
To be honest, she was quite a frivolous person, having been attracted by Yu Wenye at first sight, changed her mind as if by divine intervention, and altered her entire future. Looking back now, it was truly thrilling. What can a handsome face predict or guarantee?
