"Lanhai Town is not far away."

  Qu Fuer nodded, saying that she had just heard about it from Jasmine.

  Alan smiled as if he remembered something. He pointed to a high pavilion on the land in the distance and said, "That's a very good restaurant. Let's go there and have a good meal after we get off the boat."

  Qu Fuer was surprised that Yalan had asked her to come here just for this? She looked at the tall pavilion, but could not find anything special about it.

  "Your mother used to like the dishes from Tingfeng Tower the most. I first met your mother in front of Tingfeng Tower." Yalan narrowed his eyes. Even though more than 20 years had passed, he still remembered his first encounter with Jasmine.

  Fuer stood silently behind Alan and listened to him, but Alan remained silent. He seemed to only want Fuer to know that it was Tingfeng Pavilion, and that it was her mother's favorite restaurant. Fuer thought about it and suddenly asked, "Why was she trafficked to Elima?"

  It is so strange that a princess of the Mingxia Kingdom would be sold to another continent as a slave.

  "I don't know either." Alan's voice was like a dead tree. "When I led the Iron Flying Cavalry to Shanbei County, she had disappeared." He saw the disbelief that flashed across Fu'er's eyes, and he knew that this was a reason that even he himself refused to believe.

  "Before I was born, Mingxia was not a country like it is now. I was born in a tribe in the northern part of the Mingxia continent. It was a grassland - you haven't seen a grassland, Fu'er. It was all green grass as far as the eye could see, like the sea." Alan told Fu'er, just like what he had told her when he first met the imperial princess Jasmine when he was young.

  Jasmine looked at Alan with a smile. She said that she had never seen the grassland, but she knew the sea - "A green sea, right? That should be a very beautiful sight."

  "Life on the grassland is not always smooth sailing. We are sheepherders, but occasionally wolves will take away the sheep. The son of our tribal leader will whip us. Once when I was herding sheep, I encountered a snowstorm and three sheep were lost. He tied me to a pillar and whipped me many times. My mother couldn't bear it and hugged his legs to ask him to stop beating me. If he continued, I would die." Yalan said lightly, "But the chief's son cut my mother's throat with a round knife. She was killed to protect me, and I just lost my mother because I lost three sheep..." He turned around and saw the sadness in Fu'er's eyes. Blood relationship is really a strange thing. They obviously didn't live together, Yalan thought, but even their sad expressions are exactly the same.

  "Then...what are you going to do?" Fu'er asked softly.

  Alan turned around and smiled, "I killed him." He seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with him. "Then I naturally couldn't stay in the tribe anymore, so I ran away."

  "Then you met my mother?" Fu'er asked again.

  Alan shook his head. "I encountered a war. The emperor of Mingxia led a large army to fight against the tribes on the grassland, including my small tribe. They killed the leader of the tribe, and I was captured because I didn't run too far. But I was just a child at the time. How could I know what a prisoner was or what a war was? I just thought being a prisoner was pretty good, at least I wouldn't starve. The previous emperor won the war and unified the grassland, so he pardoned the prisoners, and then I was driven out."

  "So how did you know my mother?"

  "Because I stole her purse." Alan couldn't help but smile, he thought of Jasmine's angry look back then. "I was stranded in Lanhai Town, making a living by stealing. The guards around your mother caught me, but I was so hungry that I asked your mother if I could have a bite of the cake in her hand."

  Yalan fell into recollection. What did she say? What did she say?

  "Oh, this is my favorite osmanthus cake, I can only give you half..."

  "She only gave you half?" Fu'er was surprised.

  Alan shook his head. "She gave me the whole cake in the end. Maybe it was because she had never seen anyone that hungry."

  "Don't you hate it?" Fu'er suddenly asked.

  Alan wondered, "What do you hate?"

  "You just said that the emperor of Mingxia defeated your tribe and then unified the grassland." Fu'er thought for a while and said.

  Yalan smiled bitterly, "My tribe killed my mother, why should I hate them?" He looked at Fu'er, "The late emperor was a great man, he unified the Mingxia continent, and the country was well governed... No more children will lose their mothers because of losing three sheep. Fu'er, tell me, why should I hate them?"

  Alan understood that Elima's chivalry made her unable to understand her so-called betrayal, killing her master, and surrendering to the enemy. In Elima's view, these actions were the greatest shame for a knight. Qu Fuer was looked at gently by Alan, with a fatherly and loving gaze. She didn't know how to answer, but felt that this was too incredible.

  The boat slowly approached the shore. Alan patted Fuer's head gently as he did to Jasmine, "Get ready to disembark. The team on the shore is ready to welcome you—"

  It was a simple wedding. Silver Dove wore a white wedding dress and got on a carriage marked with the Hazaro family crest.

  Accompanied by servants, she walked into the Hasaro mansion, and waiting for her in the hall was her future husband.

  He was also dressed in white, with long silver-white hair tied behind his back. Yin Ge looked at his slightly childish face, which was full of expectations for the future and satisfaction with happiness.

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  The hall was filled with people from the Hasaro family. Those noble men and women all looked at the silver dove.

  Yavni walked up to her, held her hand, and then gave her the lilies he had prepared.

  He then lifted the silver dove's veil, and the silver dove heard the audience's whispers as it wished.

  Her long honey-colored hair was tied up and decorated with some pearls. Her makeup was noble and decent, and her eyebrows and eyes were gentle and charming.

  She was well aware that her every move attracted everyone's attention - whether it was contempt, disdain, nakedness, or sincere praise, she always knew that she was beautiful.

  Then she looked up, and saw the man in the priest's robe when she entered the room. He was their witness, wasn't he? She also saw the disbelief and the brokenness in the man's eyes as she wished.

  She thought about hundreds of ways in which the lie would be broken, but she never thought that he would be their witness.

  The man asked Yavni in front of the goddess, "No matter good times or bad, no matter health or illness, are you willing to take care of her, love her, and never leave her?" Yavni said excitedly, "I do."

  The man turned to her, and the look in his eyes when he looked at her was so calm and emotionless, and even had a hint of compassion.

  Silver Dove looked at him, boldly and without scruples. She should look at him at this moment, right?

  Ms. Silver Dove, are you willing to marry Mr. Yavni Hasaro? Are you willing to take care of him, love him, and never leave him, no matter good times or bad, no matter health or illness?

  Silver Dove nodded and said softly, "I do."

  Then came the kiss, a kiss without anyone blessing, without anyone cheering, not even applause, everything was cold.

  Only Yavni's kiss was passionate. He and Yin Ge's lips and tongues were entangled, and then he looked at Yin Ge in ecstasy. She finally became his wife. He fulfilled the promise he made that summer.

  "Congratulations."

  The cold voice as always interrupted the moment when he and the silver pigeon were hugging. Yavni turned his head and saw Nefer's cold face and his eyes, staring at the silver pigeon in his arms. He was about to ask the man, Hey, Nefer, aren't you happy for me? Why do you also despise my silver pigeon?

  But he heard the woman in his arms answer first, "Thank you."

  Her smile was still gentle and charming, but her voice was cold and firm.

  "Is that Silver Dove?" Lindsay and Lancer walked together in the garden of the Hasaro family after attending the wedding. It was autumn, and the tall maple trees were already dyed red. The Hasaro family's garden was famous for its red maple leaves. "She is so beautiful." Lindsay said softly to Lancer.

  Lancer held Lindsay's hand and said, "She is just a wild girl, not as noble as you."

  Lindsay held a maple leaf in her hand, which Lanser had just picked up for her. "You are the sweetest person, and I am very self-aware." The man almost drooled when he saw the silver pigeon. Lindsay thought, what a lecher.

  "My mother is about to have a heart attack due to worry. What's the use of beauty?" Lance put his arms around Lindsay's waist and held her in his arms. "If I want to cure her illness, I guess I have to marry you home." He lowered his head and asked for a kiss from Lindsay, but the woman blocked his lips with a maple leaf.

  "You want to marry me just to cure your mother's illness?" Lindsay said, pretending to be angry. "Then I have to consider other suitors."

  Lancer used his fingers to push away the maple leaf that blocked their lips, "Of course not, and also because I love you." He kissed Lindsay as he wished, and that kiss made him a little distracted. A conservative lady like Lindsay was not as fun to play with as a prostitute like Yinge.

  Lanser could not forget the amazement that Silver Dove brought to all the men present. Even though she was born a prostitute, she looked holy because of her noble attire. Her red lips were slightly parted, and her eyes were bright and charming. It was a kind of debauchery mixed with purity - but from today on, that woman could only belong to his younger brother!

  Lanser closed his eyes and used his tongue to seduce the lady from the Longnica family, but she gritted her teeth and refused to open her mouth, which was really disappointing. He couldn't help but think of Silver Dove again, thinking of the woman's soft lips, and the wanton kiss they had just had, which made Lanser's lower body swell.

  The woman in his arms let out a soft moan. Lance stroked her waistline through the thick dress, and his other hand caressed her breasts.

  "Mr. Lancer..." Lindsay panted softly, "Let's not...ah...don't..."

  Lindsay had never experienced such a thing before, and she quickly dodged the man's close touch. Although she knew what was going on, the feeling of the man's hand touching her body - that feeling that made her whole body hot was too strange.

  "Lindsay, my Lindsay, please forgive my recklessness, but I am so... "Lancer held her in his arms, stroking Lindsay's hair slowly with one hand, "I miss you so much that I'm going crazy..." He pecked Lindsay's ear lightly, and he felt the woman in his arms trembling slightly.

  "Mr. Lancer..." Lindsay gently placed her hand on Lancer's chest. What a scoundrel he was. She was somewhat displeased. "Should we do this after we get married?"

  Lanser saw that Lindsay had made up her mind and it was not easy to force her, so he let her go while apologizing. What a boring woman! He thought angrily.

  Nefert returned to his room. He felt at ease knowing that there was a corner on the top floor of the mansion that belonged to him.

  At night, he lay in bed thinking about what happened today.

  When he saw Yavni's bride, he couldn't believe it. How could the girl who sold sex in the candy store become a famous prostitute in Elima, and the person she had always said she didn't love at all was actually Yavni.

  This was a marriage that was too absurd. It was not blessed, nor favored by anyone. It contained deception. Nephiel thought of his mother's cold words towards this marriage, and when other people spoke of that woman with a look of anticipation - did he also feel a little sarcastic?

  However, that woman...she walked gently and firmly through the short corridor from the door.

  Nefer felt that the looks from the people on both sides were about to kill her, but she didn't seem to mind at all. She just stared at Yavni with a beautiful smile.

  He said he was willing, she said she was willing too, and then they kissed with their lips and tongues intertwined - this would get the blessing of the Goddess.

  Nefert sat up suddenly in bed and rubbed his face with his hands.

  Yes, the goddess has blessed them, so why am I anxious?

  He felt inexplicably irritated, so he put on his outer robe and went to sit on the balcony of the room for a while.

  It was the most beautiful time for the Hazaro family garden. He had been busy with Cesare's affairs recently. Things finally made some progress, and he was allowed to come back to serve as a witness for his brother's wedding. He hadn't seen the maple leaves in the garden for a long time. This was the only good memory of his lonely childhood.

  However, when he stepped onto the balcony, he felt that things were not going well. The balcony of his room faced the room of the newlyweds - perhaps Yavni thought that no one would live opposite, so he did not draw the curtains at all.

  When Nephiel saw the man and woman having sex shamelessly, he felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest. He just wanted to walk back to his room quickly, but his feet would not obey him at all.

  The woman knelt on the bed, supporting herself with her hands in front of her. She was naked, and her plump breasts shook violently with every impact of the man behind her... Her expression was so intoxicated and charming, and her lips were slightly open. The scene was too charming, and Nefert lost his balance and supported himself on the railing of the balcony.

  He felt that he was committing a crime, and in his heart he prayed for forgiveness from the Goddess. When he was finally able to move his feet, he hurried back to his room.

  That's why he didn't see Silver Dove at all, the thoughtful look on his face when he saw him appear on the opposite balcony, and the contempt and ridicule on his face after he fled.

  After reaching orgasm, Yavni tiredly hugged Yinge's waist and said, "Honey, what are you thinking about?"

  Yinge shook her head. She hugged Yaweni, closed her eyes and hummed softly, "I want to have a child with you, dear, please give me a child quickly..."