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Approaching the sheepfold, the soldiers quickly threw grass into the sheepfold and happily introduced it to Fubao: "This is what Qingzhou sent overnight because they knew we were short of food. It was a great help. There were a thousand sheep! But now there are only about 700 left."

Fubao smiled and nodded in response to them.

The soldiers looked at Fubao and discussed for a while, then went in and grabbed a white lamb and said, "Miss Li, there is nothing fun in this barracks, so I'll give you a lamb to entertain you."

Fubao took it with a smile, and soon, Qingyang said: "Okay, let's go look somewhere else."

The two walked in the camp for more than half an hour, and Fubao sighed: "It's really different to be full. I feel more energetic."

Fubao still remembers the blood stains and numb expressions on their faces when he first saw them, and now it all comes back to him vividly.

Qing Yang: "Thanks to you, otherwise these people would have no hope at all, either dying in battle... or starving to death."

There was a hint of sadness in his voice. Just as Fubao was about to comfort him, someone came running over to announce, "The grain from Jiangzhou has arrived. Please go out and take a look."

Qingyang nodded: "Let's go and take a look."

Fubao followed them and took over their work when inspecting the grain. He only breathed a sigh of relief when the grain was finally put into the warehouse.

Qingyang: "Why are you so nervous?"

Fubao: "I also replaced this batch of grain. Most of it is sand and gravel..." If someone else were to check it, it would be exposed.

Only after the grain was stored did Fubao replace it.

The granary was filled to the brim, and Fu Bao finally felt relieved: "The food has been delivered, and I will leave some more medicinal herbs for you. I want to go back to Yuzhou in a few days."

Qingyang: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Fubao: "My uncle is seriously injured, I have to go back to see him. Also, I have been away from home for too long this time, I haven't even written a letter, my family must be worried."

Qingyang smiled and said, "Then we should really go back earlier."

As soon as he finished speaking, the guards beside the prince came over to deliver a message. This was the first time Fubao spoke to him. Usually, this man stood outside the main tent with a serious expression, like a sculpture.

The guard put his right hand on the knife and walked slowly over: "My Lord, I heard that the grain and grass from Jiangzhou have been delivered, and I want to see you."

Fu Bao looked at him in surprise. Prince? The younger brother of the current emperor actually wanted to see her now?

Qingyang looked at her and said, "The general was shot by arrows during the battle seven days ago and was sent back to Kyoto for treatment overnight. It is said that King Shun happened to be nearby and rushed over overnight to take charge of the situation..."

Fubao: "Have you seen him?"

Qingyang smiled and said, "I haven't seen him this time."

Fu Bao: "Have you seen him before?"

Qingyang said: "Yes, it's... an old friend."

Fu Bao nodded, looked at the guard and said, "Then I'll trouble you to lead the way." Master's old friend must not be a bad person. Even if she said something wrong, Master would be able to protect her. In this case, it's okay to make a trip.

The guard nodded and led the way. When they reached the door of the big tent in the middle, the guard stopped and said, "Your Highness wants you to come in."

The guards beside her had already lifted the curtain, and Fubao slowly walked in. The furnishings inside were very simple, and even the daily necessities were less than those in her tent. It seemed that this prince was not a wasteful person.

Then he walked a few steps inside, and a tall and familiar figure appeared in front of him. The man was repairing the legs of a table with tools. The banging sounds drowned out Fubao's footsteps until Fubao walked behind him.

Fubao: "Uncle Xiaoshui?"

Xiao Shui looked up at her, a smile appeared on his ferocious face: "Fu Bao is here, find a place to sit."

Fu Bao grabbed a small stool next to him and sat down next to him, saying, "Wait a minute, I'll fix it right away."

Fubao sat quietly beside him. After a while, Xiaoshui put away her tools and looked at her: "Why do you feel thinner?"

Fubao smiled and said, "Of course, I ate a lot less."

Then he remembered that he was called by the prince, so he asked hurriedly: "Is the prince out? Do you know what he called me for?"

Xiao Shui was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "The prince hasn't gone out, he's right here."

Fu Bao was stunned by what he said. He stood up stiffly and walked around the tent, but still did not see the prince. So he sat down angrily and said, "Obviously there is no prince."

Just after she finished speaking, she suddenly realized something. Looking at Xiaoshui's teasing eyes, Fubao swallowed and said, "Don't say...you are the prince."

Xiao Shui was amused by her reaction: "Girl, don't I look like you?"

Before Fubao could say anything, the guard outside ran in anxiously and delivered a message: "Prince, urgent battle report."

Xiao Shui opened the letter with a serious expression, his eyes narrowed as he said, "Let them withdraw first."

The messenger took his handwritten letter and hurried to deliver the message.

Only then did Fubao believe that the person who had escaped with them from Linzhou to Yuzhou and lived with them like a family for nearly a year could actually be the prince.

Fu Bao came back to his senses, stood up and bowed, saying: "I am honored to meet you..."

Xiao Shui immediately stood up and said, "Fubao, there's no need to be like this. I treat you as a family member, no need to be polite."

He looked depressed, and Fubao noticed and sat down: "That's fine, otherwise I won't dare to see you in the future."

Xiao Shui smiled and said, "I was originally a farmer. If it weren't for my brother... I wouldn't have suddenly become a prince. I usually stay in the military camps and villages. I let my brother bear the hardships of places like the capital alone."

Fubao was amused by his words, but then he thought that it seemed to be true. Xiaoshui did not show any arrogance or superiority. No matter who he was with, he just treated himself as an ordinary person. This was why Fubao never doubted him.

Fu Bao asked: "What is your real name?"

Xiao Shui hesitated for a long time and said, "I have always used my real name. I told you at the beginning."

Fubao looked at him in confusion, and Xiaoshui continued, "I told your grandmother that my name is Xiao Shun."

Xiao Shun, Xiao Shui... Fu Bao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She said, how could a grown man be called Xiao Shui? It turned out that his family had an accent and called his name wrong.

Xiao Shun: "But Xiao Shui is also pretty nice."

Fubao laughed and said, "If grandma knew, she would be so scared that she would faint." Xiao is the royal surname, so it's no wonder that the old lady called him the wrong name.

Fu Bao: "Then you should come here directly to command as a general. Why would you serve as a subordinate of my uncle?"

Xiao Shun: "I have no experience in leading troops to fight. My brother also rose from a small soldier to a general step by step. How can I use my power to open a back door? Without experience, wouldn't that be gambling with my brothers' lives?"

The more Fubao looked at him, the more he felt that no matter whether he was Xiaoshui or Xiaoshun, he was a kind person.

Xiao Shun: "I don't want to, and my brother doesn't agree either. I've learned a lot from serving under Ah Heng. If the commander hadn't been injured and the group hadn't been leaderless, I wouldn't have exposed my identity."