Finest Servant

As he stepped onto the grassland, he entered the territory of Bayanhot. The first battle he fought upon entering the grasslands, which had taken place right here, was an event Lin Wanrong would never forget. Spanning hundreds of miles, the vast green grasslands had been designated as a free trade zone by both countries. In less than two months since the signing of the peace treaty, this area had begun to take shape. Caravans continuously traveled to and fro, with Great Hua's silk and tea flowing ceaselessly towards the vast Alxa grasslands.

Thanks to tax-exemption policies, countless Great Hua merchants voluntarily transported essential goods to Bayanhot, engaging in barter trade with the nomadic people who came upon hearing the news. Inns, teahouses, and restaurants sprung up as a result. Various architectural and agricultural techniques were introduced to the grasslands, and free trade thrived. Understanding and friendship between the peoples of the two countries gradually increased, presenting a prosperous scene throughout Bayanhot.

Practice proved to be the best teacher. The prosperity of Bayanhot radiated across the grasslands, bringing immense benefits to the Turkic people. Opposition dwindled, and the win-win situation for both nations allowed people to slowly emerge from the shadows of war.

Looking at the remains of the city wall inscribed with "Great Hua's Lin San once visited here," An Biru couldn't help but laugh, "Little brother, your handwriting is quite unique!"

"Is it?" Lin Wanrong laughed heartily. "This is the best sentence I've ever written in my life!"

Atop this city tower, the scenes of Little Li's heart pierced by arrows and Sister An helping him to cleave Labuli were unforgettable. His bold declaration of "Build it again, and I will visit next year" had spread far and wide, becoming a delightful tale among the Great Hua people.

Now, Bayanhot bustled with trade. The number of Great Hua people had steadily increased, and the arrival of the two of them did not attract particular attention. They stopped at a newly built restaurant. Despite the early hour, it was already crowded with Great Hua and Turkic people sitting side by side, calling friends over, creating a lively atmosphere.

"Shopkeeper, are Great Hua and the Turks not at war anymore?" Lin Wanrong asked a passing waiter in a low voice.

Lin Wanrong uttered, "This is after all Turkic territory. Hasn't anyone caused trouble?"

The waiter glanced around and whispered, "To tell you the truth, there were some at first. In the beginning, scattered soldiers under the command of the Left Prince often came here to cause trouble. You see, our restaurant is made of wood. It took a whole month to build because of this."

"And what happened later?" Sister An asked.

Her beauty was unparalleled, causing the waiter to be momentarily stunned before he hurriedly replied, "Later, the Khan of the Turks issued an edict. Anyone who dared to disturb the peace in the trade zone would be severely punished! The Left Prince, fearing the Khan's authority, gradually refrained. You see, our shopkeeper even hires many Turks to help now!"

He casually pointed, and indeed, among the bustling waiters in the hall, there were several Turkic figures, busy and seemingly joyful. An Biru expressed her astonishment, "Aren't you afraid of them?"

"Honestly, at first, we were a bit scared," the waiter confessed, clearly flattered to be conversing with such a beautiful lady. "After all, we've been at war with the Turkic people for years, and their ferocity is well-known. But as we got to know them better, we realized that these Turks, though they may look fierce and speak loudly, are not bad people. They are straightforward and easy to get along with. After two months, we've grown accustomed to them and don't find them frightening anymore. Everyone is just ordinary people."

Sister An nodded and smiled at her little brother, "Your idea was really good. Once the two nations start living and interacting together, it's not so easy to go back to fighting."

Lin Wanrong hummed in agreement, observing the busy Turkic waiters. "Do these Turks like working in our restaurant?"

"Why wouldn't they?" replied the waiter. "Here, they earn a salary in silver. With the money, they can hire Great Hua people to build sturdy houses, buy food and drinks in the streets, and even purchase clothes and makeup for their women. It's far better than the nomadic herding life they used to lead. Frankly, many Turks are eager to come here!"

Lin Wanrong laughed heartily. The waiter's simple words revealed a fundamental truth: people always yearn for a comfortable and easy life, whether they are from Great Hua or Turkic.

"You two really came at an unfortunate time," the waiter began, unable to contain his excitement. "If you had arrived a day earlier, you could have witnessed the grandeur of the Khan of the grasslands!"

"What?" Lin Wanrong abruptly stood up, his head spinning, nearly unable to maintain his balance. "Say that again! Which Khan?"

Seeing his shocked expression, the waiter hurriedly explained, "The Golden Blade Khan! She subdued the Right Prince's tribe a month ago and personally inspected Bayanhot a few days ago to punish troublemakers. Even the Left Prince behaved himself in her presence. Alas, sir, you should have seen her, that Turkic female Khan – such beauty and grace..."

Lin Wanrong's heart raced with excitement as he grabbed the waiter's shoulder, "Where is she now?"

"Ow!" The waiter winced in pain under Lin Wanrong's tight grip, shrinking under the pressure. An Biru quickly patted Lin Wanrong's hand, silently comforting him.

"Sorry," Lin Wanrong realized his mistake and helped the waiter up, slipping a silver ingot into his hand. "I was too rash. You mentioned the Golden Blade Khan, whom I admire greatly. Do you know where she is now?"

Though pained, the waiter couldn't stay upset with the silver in hand. "That's why I said you came late. The Golden Blade Khan finished her inspection and left for her royal court yesterday."

Gone? Lin Wanrong slumped down, his mind feeling empty and hollow. "My little sister left just before I arrived, only a day's difference. Yet, we are worlds apart. Is this the heavens' punishment for me?"

"Little fool," An Biru tugged at his hand, giggling, "It's just a day's difference! We can hurry on our horses and catch up, can't we?"

Right. Had he been foolish? He suddenly realized, grasping An Biru's hand and rushing outside in a frenzy.

Crossing Bayanhot and traveling for a day, they reached the Dalanzha tribe where he had once executed a cunning surprise attack, silently sparing three thousand Turkic women and children. To this day, the memory filled him with profound emotion.

As they headed north, human settlements became sparse. Occasionally, they saw mixed caravans of Great Hua and Turkic people, grandly marching toward the royal court of Kyzil. With the ceasefire, civilian exchanges resumed, and it was not unusual to see Great Hua people on the grasslands. Lin Wanrong inquired but found no one who had seen the grandeur of the Great Khan.

This was strange. Yujia with her numerous entourage, how could she have traveled faster than him? Was the waiter deceiving him, or had they taken a wrong turn? He shook his head in confusion, regretting not asking for clearer details that day.

As night slowly fell, the bright moon hung high, and stars were silent. The vast grasslands seemed to merge with the sky, immersing them in its enormity.

Lin Wanrong scrutinized his surroundings and suddenly leaped up in joy, "Sister, isn't this the place we were looking for?" It was the very grassland where they had reunited, their paradise in dreams.

"You just realized?" Sister An teased him with a charming glance, softly saying, "Little brother, come here. Let me take advantage of you!" These were the words she had whispered on the night they had embraced, and though they were now husband and wife, recalling that tender night still stirred their hearts.

Suddenly, he felt a soft, fragrant body gently lean into his embrace. "Master Sister—" His throat was dry, and as he was about to speak, she pressed her delicate fingers to his lips, whispering, "Little rascal, don't speak."

An Biru pulled him down to lie on the soft grass, silently nestling into his embrace, her body trembling slightly.

As husband and wife, Lin Wanrong felt her unusual excitement and held her tightly, "What's wrong?"

An Biru slowly shook her head, then calmed down, gazing at the profound starry sky, her full chest rising and falling gently.

From the side, her profile was ethereal and beautiful, reminiscent of West Lake's rippling waves or autumn mountains shrouded in mist, too mesmerizing to look directly at.

Lin Wanrong lay beside his Master Sister, gazing at her pure, celestial-like face, and found himself forgetting to breathe.

"I've finally returned here," Sister An gazed at the night sky, gently smiling, murmuring, "The grasslands are so vast and wide, they can encompass everything about us, whether right or wrong."

"Which is right, and which is wrong?" Lin Wanrong asked, lazily holding her hand.

An Biru silently shook her head, "In this world, how can one simply distinguish between right and wrong? Just like I am Xian'er's master, yet I married you. Is that right or wrong?"

Lin Wanrong was momentarily stunned. Sister An, always hearty and generous, charming and captivating, had never brought up the issue of her identity in relation to Xian'er in front of him.

Now it seemed that it wasn't that she didn't care, but that she had silently buried it in her heart, never revealing it. This was indeed in line with her character.

"Sister—" Lin Wanrong, feeling a pang of guilt, took her hand, about to console her.

An Biru raised her head, her eyes sparkling with a playful charm as she laughed, "Little brother, don't be afraid! Since I married you, I fear not the world's scorn. What if I'm fallen? I fall with dignity and pride! Far better than those who sit upright in public but are depraved in secret, by hundreds, thousands of times. Those who scorn us are either hypocrites or envious. What do I have to fear from them?"

Her laughter bloomed like a peony in the dead of winter, making the stars and heavens seem dim in comparison.

Lin Wanrong's heart skipped a beat, then he laughed heartily, gripping her hand, "Sister is right. Those who scorn us are either hypocrites or jealous! Happiness is neither 'good' nor 'evil.' I am fallen, and so I am happy!"

"Really?" A blush crept over An Biru's cheeks, her eyes misty and seductive, "Little brother, I have a grand dream!"

"Sister, you are already great!" The little brother, staring at her full bosom, chuckled mischievously.

"Naughty!" An Biru laughed heartily, her eyes tender as water, her arms snaking tightly around his neck, her breath as fragrant as orchids: "The sky as our cover, the earth as our bed, I am your bride! Little brother, do you like the idea of our bridal chamber here?"

My goodness, Lin Wanrong's mind exploded, his body igniting like fire.

An Biru nestled in his arms, her cheeks flushed, her robe partly undone, revealing her smooth, jade-like bosom and legs glistening enticingly in the moonlight.

"This dream is too grand!!" Lin Wanrong's throat was dry as he fervently pressed her beneath him.

"The more depraved, the happier!" Sister An embraced him tightly, her bare chest pressed against his, panting softly, her eyes as alluring as the waters of March, "Little brother, I want to bear your child!!"

What words could stir a man's passions more? Lin Wanrong, ablaze with desire, zeroed in on her panting lips and kissed her fiercely...

That night, they cast aside all restraints, rolling passionately under the starlit sky. Sister An's captivating beauty unfolded like the vast grasslands, a bone-melting ecstasy only the little brother could savor...

The next morning, when he awoke, the Holy Maiden was still asleep, her hair tips moist with dew, her cheeks adorned with fresh blush, her bare bosom faintly visible in the rising dawn. Affectionately, he kissed her forehead, then slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings, when suddenly his body trembled, and he stood frozen in place.

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