The Widowed Mother, a Valiant General

That night, Lu Qing had handed Yu Mingchuan the finger tiger and the stone tiger dagger. If he carried these with him, it would only bring about a fatal disaster.

After washing up, he lay down on the bed. For the first time, Lu Qing took the initiative to hug Yu Mingchuan.

"Yu Mingchuan, thank you."

Sticking close to his chest, Lu Qing listened to his steady heartbeat with relief. She didn't know why he kept on emphasizing his need to protect her and how careful he was every day to take care of her, but this sense of security that was protected made it impossible for her not to have this kind of trust.

"Well, tell me how you're going to thank me."

Lu Qing felt a slight tremor in his chest, and felt Yu Mingchuan smile. He raised his head and saw that under the dim candlelight, a pair of Yu Mingchuan's beautiful eyes were sparkling. Indeed, she was smiling as she looked at him.

His heartbeat suddenly became chaotic. Calming himself down, Lu Qing grabbed Yu Mingchuan's waist.

Tomorrow, I want to go to the south of Mount Qilian to see where I can find coal. After I find it, I can teach blacksmiths how to forge steel, forge swords, and also make coal stoves.

"Alright, I'll go with you." Yu Mingchuan scooped Lu Qing up, and before Lu Qing could react, he pecked her on the mouth.

Luqing felt that her face must be extremely red because her entire body was extremely hot. In order to prevent Yu Mingchuan from seeing her embarrassed state, she shrank back and buried her face in his chest.

However, this b * stard's chest was constantly shaking. He must be laughing at her. Lu Qing was once again searching for the soft flesh on Yu Mingchuan's body.

On the second day, the snow had stopped falling, leaving only darkness and white between the heaven and earth.

The white one was snow, the black one was the distant Qi Lianshan.

Lu Qing sat on the horse, tightly holding Yu Mingchuan's waist and allowing the big black horse to gallop wildly.

This dark horse and Lu Qing were already quite familiar with each other. The mushroom had a good taste, it had eaten several baskets, and Lu Qing had even put on his "iron hoof". Now, it was not afraid of slipping in the snow at all.

Yes, Lu Qing had drawn a picture of a horse's paw for the blacksmith. After a bunch of blacksmiths, the big black horse was the first to wear this kind of "iron hoof".

On the way, they ate some dried meat and drank some grape wine. It was only at night that they arrived at the edge of Mount Qilian.

This was Wang Shan's so-called dead horse.

He could see Qi Lianshan from the gates, but it took him more than a day to arrive.

The reason she came here was because she had once come to Mount Jing Tie to see the mining of iron ore there. There were also smelters nearby that took local materials and used local coal mines, thus, Lu Qing concluded that there would be coal mines here.

This time, a small group of people had come. They were all Yu Mingchuan's personal guards, and whenever there were important matters, such as the making of salt or the forging of steel, Yu Mingchuan would be very careful to not involve any ordinary soldiers.

Reaching the foot of the mountain, Lu Qing suddenly felt very foolish. This entire mountain was covered with snow, so how could she find coal?

Even if there were some exposed parts, they would have been covered by the snow.

It was too late, so they didn't go find him. Instead, they found a cove that was sheltered from the wind and set up a tent.

What Yu Mingchuan meant was, he would look for her tomorrow morning.

At night, when she was sleeping, Lu Qing expressed her worry while nestling in Yu Mingchuan's arms.

"I was too anxious and forgot that the snow would cover so much of the ground that it would be hard to find …"

"The snow will melt tomorrow. I've seen charcoal before, and when the snow dissolves, it will flow downwards along with the snow. It might not be hard to find it."