Chapter 414: A Woman of Many Loves

"Don't move!"

"I'm coming."

Ying is very afraid she will fall. Why would she come out in such cold weather? Nan Qinghuan is dressed heavily, yet it's still cold with the snow outside. She had waited for him at home for a long time without his return, so she thought of going out to see him.

She didn't expect him to come here.

Ying quickly stepped forward, grabbed her in a hug, then compassionately took off his Tiger Skin and draped it over her, "Why did you come? Didn't I tell you to rest at home?"

Nan Qinghuan's nose twitched with a sour feeling, she just shook her head, "You haven't gone back, I can't rest. I missed you, wanted to see you. Have things been resolved?"

I missed you—that's the sweetest love talk, it can make a withered tree blossom again, turning into a better self.

Ying's nose twitched sourly, he suddenly reached out and hugged her, "Let's go home."

Xiaoxue whispered, and Ying left footprints step by step in the deep snow, escorting Nan Qinghuan as they prepared to return. At that moment, it seemed the world had turned into nothing but them two.

Only the two of them love each other, facing all storms together.

Even if the climate here is harsh, even if there is little food and clothing, true love is invincible.

Nan Qinghuan nestled in his arms, very happy, clutching his hand; at that moment, having a husband made everything enough.

Axi's words to her never registered; why? In her view, any woman's appearance would never cause Ying to abandon her.

She believes this absolutely!

Even that so‑called Qingfeng, or the former A Yue, those women like A Mao and A Gou, cannot separate them.

True love, invincible!

When the two just arrived at the Tulou, a sharp voice called out to them.

Ying

As soon as those words were spoken, Ying's steps halted abruptly; Nan Qinghuan, nestled in his arms, also heard someone behind her calling her name. She lifted her face, and when she saw a woman walking toward her across the snow, she seemed to understand.

Is this woman the Qingfeng that Axi mentioned? No kidding, there are quite a few women pursuing Ying.

He has many women thinking about him.

Bathed in the white snow's light, Nan Qinghuan saw clearly what this woman looked like: fairly tall, long legs, about the same height as her, dressed in Beast Skin and a Beast Skirt—impressive for such cold weather.

She was even barefoot in the snow, yet unafraid of the cold.

She looked up at Ying, "Who is she?"

Ying merely cast a faint glance at Qingfeng, then said coldly, "Do you have something to say?"

Qingfeng saw him escorting the female back home; her heart ached, so she hurried forward, her feet frozen crimson, yet stubborn.

"Don't you have anything to say to me? We haven't seen each other for so many years,"

Ying's eyes showed a complex expression; he snorted coldly, "It's cold outside; I'll take Qinghuan back first. Whatever you want to say, you can say tomorrow. I'm leaving."

No one expected Ying to breezily drop those words and walk away with Nan Qinghuan; Nan Qinghuan clutched Ying's hand, staring coldly at the woman.

She saw a flash of jealousy in the woman's eyes.

Bad, this woman must not stay!

The directness among women is precise; although Ying is indifferent toward this woman, she won't allow such a woman to appear in the tribe.

Covet her man!

After Ying left with Nan Qinghuan, Qingfeng remained standing in the deep snow, silently watching the couple enter the Tulou, and finally closed that door.

With a creak, the wooden door shut.

It blocked two worlds.

The snow fell wildly; Qingfeng's tears streamed down her cheeks, and gradually she let out a bitter sound.

It grew louder.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, making her hair dance; she stood there like a madwoman, watching others' happiness from afar.

She always knew Ying didn't like her, so she never coveted anything. She once knew A Yue liked Ying and thought they had married, but now she realizes the tribe has undergone too many events.

The news arrived too late.

Everything is now too late.

The tribe is no longer the childhood scene she knew; Ying is no longer the one who would pick fruit for her; his heart belongs to someone else.

All his affection has also gone to another.

Qingfeng has always wanted to return, but because her duty was to care for the Great Elder, she left with him years ago. This time, when the Great Elder finally said to come back, she thought she could see Ying.

She didn't expect... "Woo... Woo..."

She suddenly crouched, her body already chilled to numbness, as if even the snow mocked her, falling even harder.

Her cries attracted some tribe members, but they didn't try to console her. After being away for so many years, who still remembers a mere female Qingfeng? Finally, Axi stood on the Tulou, unable to watch any longer.

She held a Banana Leaf over her head and walked down, eventually reaching Qingfeng's side.

"Stop crying, go back,"

Qingfeng was startled, lifted her tear‑streaked face and looked at the female before her.

She slowly stood up, seeming a little unrecognizable.

"Y-You are Axi?"

The heavily pregnant woman before her was indeed Axi—truly unbelievable.

She recalled that when she left, Axi was still thin and small; now she was pale and plump, and even pregnant.

Axi, seeing that she recognized her, nodded, "I am Axi. Sister Qingfeng, you should go back and tell the Great Elder that he cannot change our tribe; only Qinghuan can."

"Qinghuan..."

Qingfeng thought of Nan Qinghuan, who had just been lying in Ying's arms, staring at her—she was so jealous!

"A Yue died? She caused it, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense. A Yue got what she deserved. Qingfeng, you have been away from the tribe for many years; you can't keep up with the changes here. You can either accept it or leave. Think for yourselves, go back. The snow is heavy and cold; I must go back to sleep as well."