Bai Qingyan looked up and smiled at Shen Qingzhu, only to see Shen Qingzhu nodding her head.
Inside the large tent, the brazier burned brightly. Shen Qingzhu used a pair of copper tongs to stir the red-hot coals, and her entire body was bathed in a warm glow.
Bai Qingyan smiled, lowered her eyes to gaze at the letter from her mother, and slowly began to speak: "At that time, I had a team of female guards by my side, and behind me were my grandfather, father, and uncles, and my younger brothers. Naturally, I had no worries and could charge forward recklessly. But now... I can no longer act so wantonly."
She still had to protect the Bai family, and she had to fulfill the long-cherished ambition passed down through the Bai family for generations. How could she let herself die?
