The Eighth Note, Deep Night · Snowy.

Regardless of the assignment, life and death are intertwined. This statement lingered in Huishu's mind, igniting a spark wherever it went. Huishu looked up and met the ambiguous gaze of the Fourth Young Master, and a glimmer of understanding emerged in her heart. Could this be the test he gave her? If she didn't trust him and gave up now, returning to the south, she would no longer be the person he needed.

This is the opportunity I have always wanted, the life where I can make a difference. When it comes to making a real decision, my mind becomes blank instead. Huishu's heart beats rapidly, and she tries her best to say in a calm voice, "I will do my utmost."

Xu Zheng stood up straight and tapped his boot heels, "Yes, Madam, I will send someone to pick you up right away!"

Madam Hough remained silent, turned and walked towards Miss Qi, "Thank you for your trouble, Miss Qi."

You're slaughtering pigs! The water is so hot, what if it scalds the lady! Xu Zheng tried the basin of water brought by the attendant, shouted at the top of his lungs, but heard a chuckle next to him. Huishu's stiff face couldn't hold back and was amused by his words.

My lord, you said you were willing to help me," he smiled cunningly. "Please take this girl with you and send her south to Hong Kong. That would be a great help to me." Without waiting for Lady Huo to answer, he turned to Hui Shu and said, "Since you are willing to obey my orders, you should obediently follow Lady Huo. She will arrange your trip to Hong Kong and contact me when you find Belle."

He is inside. Lady Hough's voice was calm, and no emotions of joy or sorrow could be heard. "I'll wait for you in the car first," she said. She turned and walked out of the door, followed by four attendants. In the splendid hall, only Hui Shu remained in an instant.

Time passes bit by bit, and a clock hangs on the wall of the special train compartment. Every ticking sound feels like a hammer striking the heart. It is warm inside the compartment, but Hui Shu still feels a little sweaty even after taking off her coat, not knowing if it is due to heat or cold sweat. Several attendants stand at the door of the compartment with solemn expressions, and no one speaks to her.

He was already exhausted from blood loss. When he spoke passionately, his voice became hoarse and he couldn't speak. Hui Shu felt very uncomfortable seeing this, so she silently turned around, poured a glass of water, and handed it to him.

Huishu was lost in thought, feeling as if there were a thousand pounds on her feet. She slowly walked up to the half-closed door. She raised her hand and knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside. Huishu held her breath and waited for a moment, then softly called out, "Fourth Young Master?" It remained silent inside. Looking through the crack in the door, she saw a faint shadow cast on the ground. Huishu's throat felt blocked, as if she had swallowed sand, making it difficult for her to speak. Finally, she managed to say, "I'm leaving. I will do my best in everything I do. Take care of yourself."

Other things can, but this one cannot. The Fourth Young Master's gaze was sincere, "As you know, the South has its own problems. It may not have erupted yet, but the Southeast rebellion is already a precursor. Moreover, what I want to do involves great implications, and the first and foremost is the coal and iron lifeline. Although military industry has existed since the late Qing Dynasty, it has not seen much development in recent years. This is precisely because of the incompetence of the government, with the mining industry being controlled and occupied by warlords, making it difficult to allocate resources! Nowadays, the prosperity of the South lies in commerce, with a weak industrial foundation and vulnerable resources, while the North holds great potential. Tong Gong has a different perspective from ordinary people. Many former classmates from the military academy have joined his command, taking the lead in implementing modern military... .. .

Huishu felt a surge of indignation in her heart and turned back decisively, saying, "I have no regrets, I want to stay!"

It's really snow. Hui Shu was delighted, then sighed again, regretting that the snow came too late.

Huishu stared at him and suddenly noticed the bloodstains on his cuff. "Did you hit someone?" she asked.

Huishu was helpless and paced anxiously in the carriage for a few steps before sitting down with a heavy heart. The train was speeding up, whistling all the way, and white steam was blowing from the front. Outside the window, houses of varying heights and lows rushed by, gradually disappearing into the trees and fields. In mid-air, the chaotic hail gradually turned into snowflakes, hitting the window with clear hexagonal facets. Under the northern morning sky, the desolate wilderness came rushing towards them, and the yellow earth was about to be covered by flying snow. In mid-air, the chaotic hail gradually turned into snowflakes, hitting the window with clear hexagonal facets. Under the northern morning sky, the desolate wilderness came rushing towards them, and the yellow earth was about to be covered by flying snow.

I know," said Si Shao with a smile. "Difficulties are inevitable, but it's always better than being afraid to move forward."

Mrs. Hoffmann's face sank, her bright eyes and eyebrows exuded a commanding air, "No buts, this is an order."

Lady Huo sighed softly. This made Hui Shu's face even redder, and she stared at him without blinking.

Madame Huo turned her head to look out the window and whispered, "They don't have winter clothes." Hui Shu was startled and looked again at the soldiers on the roadside, who were indeed only wearing drab single military uniforms, with leg wraps and no boots or cotton coats. The cold of the harsh winter had already enveloped the northern land. Sitting in the car with a coat on, she still felt the chill. Hui Shu couldn't imagine how it would feel to stand outside with only thin clothes and shoes. But these soldiers were standing right in front of her, one by one being passed by the car, forgotten in the bitter cold. The cold of the harsh winter had already enveloped the northern land. Sitting in the car with a coat on, she still felt the chill. Hui Shu couldn't imagine how it would feel to stand outside with only thin clothes and shoes. But these soldiers were standing right in front of her, one by one being passed by the car, forgotten in the bitter cold.

Deputy Xu. She composed herself and when she spoke again, she was calm as before. "It's getting late. Go back and pick up Ziqian, then meet me directly at the train station."

Seeing her reach out to take the towel, Hui Shu quickly avoided and said, "I'll do it, I'll do it."

A black sedan was parked at the door, with attendants guarding around. The driver opened the door and let Huishu get in. Lady Hough, beside her, was hidden in the shadows with her sable coat, all dark, blending in with the night. The car started and slowly drove out of the tree-lined road in front of the door. Just before the turn, Huishu couldn't help but look back.

Indeed, the car window was covered with tiny hailstones, resembling grains of rice, scattered with sparkling white. The first snowfall of winter in Beijing fell at this moment.

However, Madam... Xu Zheng hesitated, "What if you encounter an accident alone at the station..."

Lady Huo smiled faintly, not arguing with her. She stood quietly on one side of the sofa, watching her busily wring the towel. The wound on Young Master Si's forehead had been cleaned, fortunately it was just a superficial injury, and the bleeding had stopped. However, at first glance, it still made Hui Shu's heart jump, holding the towel and not daring to approach him. Young Master Si smiled, touched his own cheek, frowned at the blood on his hand, "So dirty."

A quiet night, with the slanting shadows of the lamp, in the spacious room, there seemed to be no room for anyone else except him and her. Hui Shu and Xu Zheng stood at the door for a moment. Lady Hua turned her head slightly, her eyes filled with a hint of confusion, as if she had just awakened from a startling dream.