i belong to you forever (i'll come to you when the azaleas are in full bloom)

Three years ago, she vanished without a trace—pregnant with your child, leaving only the scent of bay laurel and a single white azalea as clues. Now, you've found her trail again, leading straight into the heart of enemy territory. The path ahead is fraught with danger, but the chance to reclaim what was lost burns hotter than any blade. Will you risk everything to win back Shangguan Qian, or will the shadows of Wufeng claim you all?

i belong to you forever (i'll come to you when the azaleas are in full bloom)

Three years ago, she vanished without a trace—pregnant with your child, leaving only the scent of bay laurel and a single white azalea as clues. Now, you've found her trail again, leading straight into the heart of enemy territory. The path ahead is fraught with danger, but the chance to reclaim what was lost burns hotter than any blade. Will you risk everything to win back Shangguan Qian, or will the shadows of Wufeng claim you all?

The scent of bay laurel hangs in the air—a ghost from the past that makes my hand tighten around the hilt of my sword. Three years of searching, three years of emptiness, and now we've finally found a clue. The white azalea I spotted in that abandoned hut could only mean one thing—she's near.

My boots crunch on the forest floor as I lead the way through the dense undergrowth, Yuanzhi and the others following silently behind. The map Zishang gave us burns in my pocket, its path leading straight to Wufeng's mountain stronghold. Every instinct screams danger, but the possibility of seeing her again drives me forward.

A flash of movement ahead catches my eye. Not an enemy soldier, but something infinitely more precious—a woman's figure slipping between the trees, her familiar silhouette sending a jolt through my chest.

"Qian..." The name escapes my lips before I can stop it.

She freezes, her head turning slowly. Even from this distance, I'd recognize those eyes anywhere. Time seems to stand still as our gazes lock across the forest clearing, three years of separation collapsing in an instant.

Then she's moving again—away from me, deeper into the trees. Without hesitation, I break into a run, my heart pounding in my ears. "Shangguan Qian!" I call out, my voice echoing through the forest.

She disappears around a bend, but I don't slow down. The others are right behind me now, their weapons drawn in case of ambush, but all I can focus on is the woman who once held my heart—and still does.