Years turn into wind

Chapter 154: Warmth in Crisis

The lights on the street gradually lit up, and the lively atmosphere of the night enveloped the crowd. Cheng Yuwei held Ling Xiaotian's hand, and the two of them strolled along the lantern street. The lanterns of different shapes emitted a soft light, reflecting on their faces, making them look warm and peaceful.

"Do you think these lanterns represent different meanings?" Cheng Yuwei stopped in front of a mandarin duck lantern, tapped the pattern on the lantern with her finger, and asked with a smile.

Ling Xiaotian glanced down at the lantern, a smile curling up at the corner of his mouth. "Mandarin ducks, which come in pairs, naturally symbolize the love between husband and wife."

Cheng Yuwei was amused by his serious answer: "You are good at explaining. Then who is this lamp suitable for?"

Ling Xiaotian raised his eyes to look at her, his tone serious: "Of course it's suitable for me to buy it for you."

Cheng Yuwei was slightly stunned. She raised her head and met his deep eyes. A blush appeared on her cheeks: "Can't you be serious?"

"I'm serious." Ling Xiaotian raised his eyebrows, bought the mandarin duck lantern directly, and handed it to her, "Now, it belongs to you."

Cheng Yuwei looked at the delicate lantern in her hand, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She whispered, "You're always like this, taking everything for granted."

Ling Xiaotian looked at her with a half-smile: "You are my wife, it is natural for me to do anything for you."

Cheng Yuwei shook her head helplessly, but a smile appeared in her eyes: "Okay, then I'll accept it. However," she looked forward, "there is a lotus lantern over there, which I also like."

Ling Xiaotian followed her gaze, his eyes showing a hint of fondness: "If you like it, take it."

Night market episode

The two walked to the other end of the night market, and Cheng Yuwei suddenly stopped, her eyes attracted by a sugar man on a street stall.

"When I was little, I loved these sugar figures the most," Cheng Yuwei said with a smile. "Every time I watched the sugar craftsmen blow them into different shapes, I felt it was magical."

After hearing this, Ling Xiaotian walked directly to the stall and said to the candy chef, "Blow a tiger one."

The candy master's skill was amazing. He quickly blew out a majestic little candy tiger and handed it to Ling Xiaotian. Ling Xiaotian handed the candy figure to Cheng Yuwei and said firmly, "You like it."

Cheng Yuwei couldn't help laughing: "When I was a child, I liked butterflies. Why did you choose a tiger?"

"A tiger suits you better," Ling Xiaotian said matter-of-factly. "It's both docile and majestic, just like you."

Cheng Yuwei was amused by his analogy, but a sweet feeling rose in her heart. She held the candy figure and whispered, "Thank you."

Ling Xiaotian looked at her smiling face, and his heart softened. He reached out and ruffled her hair, saying lovingly, "You're welcome. Next time, just tell me what you want."

Murder in the Undercurrent

Just as the two were immersed in the warm atmosphere, a pair of cold eyes stared at them from a nearby street. The man held a short blade in his hand, and a fierce gleam flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, Ling Xiaotian keenly sensed something unusual. He frowned slightly, glanced at the crowd around him, and whispered to Cheng Yuwei, "We should go back."

Cheng Yuwei noticed a hint of caution in his tone, and her heart tightened slightly: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Ling Xiaotian patted her hand soothingly, "Maybe I'm overthinking it. Let's go back home first."

The two of them quickly left the bustling night market. The assassin hiding in the shadows didn't act rashly, but simply followed them from a distance, a hint of coldness in his eyes.

The Peace of the Marshal's Mansion

After returning to the Marshal's Mansion, Ling Xiaotian immediately arranged for people to strengthen the guard of the mansion. After escorting Cheng Yuwei back to her room, he went to the study alone.

Cheng Yuwei watched him leave with a faint sense of unease in her heart. She had a feeling that something dangerous was brewing on Lantern Street tonight.

In the dead of night, Cheng Yuwei lay in bed tossing and turning. After a long time, she finally couldn't help but get up, put on her coat and walked towards the study.

Inside the study, Ling Xiaotian was concentrating on studying a map. His brows were furrowed, as if he was lost in thought.

Cheng Yuwei pushed the door open softly: "Are you still busy?"

Ling Xiaotian raised his head and when he saw her figure, his brows relaxed: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"I can't sleep." Cheng Yuwei walked to his side and looked down at the map on the table. "Are these the enemy's movements?"

Ling Xiaotian nodded, stretched out his hand and pulled her to sit beside him: "Someone followed us tonight, I suspect it was an enemy spy."

Cheng Yuwei was slightly startled: "What should we do now?"

Ling Xiaotian whispered, "I've already arranged secret sentries. Don't worry, with me here, they won't be able to cause any trouble."

Cheng Yuwei was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised her head and said, "Ling Xiaotian, no matter what happens, I will be with you."

Ling Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "With your words, I am not afraid even if the sky falls."

He reached out and gently held her in his arms, his voice low and warm: "Okay, don't worry, everything will be fine tomorrow."

Cheng Yuwei leaned on his shoulder, feeling his warmth, and the uneasiness in her heart gradually subsided. She knew that no matter how many crises lay ahead, as long as Ling Xiaotian was there, she could face them safely.

Conspiracy in the Dark

At the same time, in a secret mansion on the outskirts of the city, several figures were gathered together to discuss.

"Tonight's operation failed, but the target has been identified. Their attention is now focused on the coastal line, and we can strike from inland."

"Okay, then proceed according to the plan. We must keep Ling Xiaotian busy and buy time for our allies."

"Don't worry, this time, he will definitely lose."