Ji Feihua took Dog Lord and quietly left the capital. The two boarded a small skiff, and Ji Feihua used her mystical powers to propel it toward the distant rivers.
As the skiff began moving, Ji Feihua turned to Dog Lord. "At last, I can be with him. Even if there is no way to resolve the calamity in the northern lands, if I can grow old with him, this life will not have been lived in vain."
Hearing this, Dog Lord raised a paw to peel lotus seeds and glanced at Ji Feihua. "You like her that much? You are willing to become a concubine?"
Ji Feihua fell silent for a moment before saying, "He has seen my body."
Dog Lord glanced at Ji Feihua, his dog eyes rolling around, but he did not tease her. Instead, he casually tossed a lotus seed into his mouth. "Ask what love is in this world, that it makes people pledge life and death. But from what I have seen, that brat Zhang Chen is devoted. Every thought in his heart is fixed on Zhong Xiang. He may not give you a chance."
"When you like someone, even if you cannot be together, it is enough just to remain by his side." Ji Feihua's voice was full of melancholy.
Meanwhile, after hearing the servant's report, Zhang Chen showed an astonished expression. He could not recall having any old acquaintances here.
"I did not know I had friends in the northern lands, but I may as well go meet them." Zhang Chen stood and walked out of the cabin. He made his way to the deck of the leading ship and looked into the distance, where he saw a small skiff floating on the river. A blue-clad young woman stood on it, staring