The general's wife took her child on the road to exile

The chief officer Zhang Liu opened his small eyes, sat up suddenly, turned his head and looked around. Zhang Liu inspected the officers and prisoners, but found nothing unusual. Zhang Liu ordered the prisoners to stand up and let the officers distribute the steamed buns.

Zhang Liu took a few officers to the big mound that had blocked the road before. He suddenly found a huge hole there, and it was dark blue inside. He drew his sword and kept himself alert. They walked in slowly and suddenly found that there was a road inside. This hole could pass all of them. He also found some large packages on the ground nearby. He directed the accompanying officers to open the packages.

"Sir, this is food. Oh! There's also dried meat!" said the officer Ge Xiaoer. "Ah! Ah! There's also a water bag. Haha! Great! We're so thirsty." The officers were ecstatic and they shouted loudly with Zhang Liu.

When Zhang Liu heard this, his facial muscles twitched twice, and his small eyes, whose pupils were almost invisible, emitted a fanatical light. After all, he was lucky. Zhang Liu felt that he was powerful again. Ever since Zhang Liu took over this team of exiled prisoners, his original unlucky exile path disappeared. Zhang Liu got lucky and his dreams came true. Recently, he was in love again. Zhang Liu was a little proud. Zhang Liu ordered the officers to guard the package and took a police officer back with him. Zhang Liu walked all the way, with his head held high and his belly protruding. He walked with great momentum.

Zhang Liu quickly rushed back to the team. He ordered the officers to lead the prisoners to move forward immediately and stop at a large mound a few hundred meters ahead. Everyone ran, and Ye Jiu and his men packed up their tents and followed. Zhang Liu led everyone to the corridor. He asked the officers to use the material cart to pull up many large packages. They went directly through the long corridor. Everyone looked at the blue glowing plants above their heads with curiosity. They had never seen them before, and they looked very beautiful. They chatted in low voices.

Ye Jiu had a cold and expressionless look on her face as she followed the other prisoners through the corridor.

They walked for six hours and saw a flat and safe place. The chief officer Zhang Liu ordered them to stop. After they finished eating, they continued on their way. The prisoners hurriedly sat on the ground to rest. After they finished eating, the prisoners continued on their way. They walked until dark. At this time, they were gradually approaching Shengxian Village in Juyan Prefecture. Zhang Liu waved his hand to signal the prisoners to stay there. Everyone rested and set up camp on the spot.

The officers began to carry baskets to distribute steamed bread, and the prisoners went to the toilet one by one. The fires on the ground were burning one after another, and the bright flames set off the smiling faces of the officers, who were in high spirits and gathered around the fires to keep warm. The officers heated up the dried meat on the fires, and some officers carried water bags to distribute them one by one, and there were still many water bags left on the cart after the distribution.

Ye Jiu squatted by the fire, heating up the food. Aunt Liu was also stewing meat in a stone pot on the fire next to Ye Jiu.

Several little kids from the Gu family were sitting near the fire. They looked around. Zhen'er stared at his mother. He watched Ye Jiu quickly heat up the food and put it in the basket, then roast the cold food over the flame. Zhen'er's beautiful little face was moved, and he was stroking the little wooden horse in his hand.

Zhen'er likes his mother very much, but he doesn't know how to express this love. Zhen'er looks at his father. When he thinks of his beloved father, who is unable to move on a stretcher every day and suffers all kinds of pain, Zhen'er's heart feels like it's being stabbed by needles. He really wants to help his father. Zhen'er's eyes turn to the man in blue.

Zhen'er thought, this person is so skilled in martial arts, does he have any skills? How can he heal Daddy's wounds, or do anything else to help them?

Zhen'er's eyes flashed with a few calculations that were not in line with his age. He was thinking quietly. His cousin Gu Qingfeng was chatting quietly with his grandmother. He was more handsome now. Gu Qingfeng sat beside his grandmother with his waist straight. His eyes were filled with warm smiles. Every time his grandmother said something, Gu Qingfeng nodded in agreement. The two of them were in a happy mood. They were chatting over there.

Gu Qingyu was lying on a mat. It was a rare occasion for him not to sit upright like he usually did. He stretched out his arms and legs and lay on the mat. Gu Qingyu thought to himself, his big fish tail was revealed as soon as it entered the liquid. He wondered how it turned into legs?

He couldn't figure it out, and for a moment, Gu Qingyu felt a little anxious. He picked up the dried shrimps next to him and chewed them "crunch", "crunch". Gu Qingyu thought, this taste is really pleasant!

He ate the crispy and delicious dried shrimps one by one. Gu Qingyu did not wipe the crumbs from his lips, and continued to chew. The second master Gu Yinan sat next to him and looked at his son Gu Qingyu. He was a little uncomfortable. For a long time, his little Dou Ding had always been sitting very upright and dignified. He was also very elegant when he ate. He was used to his son's elegant and noble appearance. Suddenly, the little kid acted like a different person.

There were several tents standing by the fire, the curtains of the tents swaying slightly with the wind. In one of the tents, Young Master Yu was lying flat on a mat, his narrow eyes staring blankly at the pattern on the top of the tent, his charming eyes were full of affection for the fairy sister. At this moment, the heroic and brave Zhu Lichao was falling in love with the war king, unable to extricate himself.

But he stubbornly believed that he simply wanted to repay Ye Jiu's kindness, and it had nothing to do with love between men and women. Therefore, every night became a sleepless night for Young Master Yu.

As soon as he closed his eyes and fell asleep, the person he saw was Ye Jiu. How happy Young Master Yu was in his dream! How uncomfortable he felt when he opened his eyes! At this moment, Qin Junyu, the war king of Zhu Lichao who pretended to be Young Master Yu, stared at the top of the tent with sleepy eyes. It seemed that there was a figure on the top. She was wearing a white gauze dress and a tube top. She was dragging the ground in a white gauze skirt. When she walked, the fairy sister's white and glowing little jade feet and beautiful and slender thighs were looming between the wide slits of the skirt. The dazzling jade legs were like a painting. Young Master Yu just wanted to put the scroll in his hand, in his heart, and treasure it secretly.

Young Master Yu was a little hungry. He took out the cakes with a languid look on his face and ate them with a lonely look on his face. His beautiful petal lips had unconsciously pouted. Young Master Yu was very upset and it was very obvious that he was very distressed. Frustrated, Young Master Yu ate two pieces of hibiscus cakes and drank a few sips of the spiritual spring water in the water bag. He slowly closed his eyes and dozed off. After a while, he fell asleep... In his dream, there was a peach blossom forest again!

The peach blossoms that fill the tree, with their petals of varying shades of pink, are in full bloom. The petals in the air are dancing and circling in the wind. The petals are falling on the ground, in the pond, and on the treetops. Even the frogs that are croaking in the pond have turned into pink petal frogs.

Young Master Yu sat barefoot under the peach forest. He was wearing a purple brocade robe embroidered with gold patterns, looking at the shadow of the fairy sister dancing alone in the water. Her little jade feet jumped and danced among the lotus leaves. In a spin, her three thousand black hairs, as black as black jade, fell in the air as the hairpin fell. In the flying hair, he saw the sister's cold and fairy-like face, a pair of charming phoenix eyes, and a touch of light sorrow gathered between her eyebrows on her face that seemed to be happy and sad. You're right, it was sorrow. What was the sister worried about? She already had all the beauty in the world.

Young Master Yu suddenly remembered that the emperor of the Fengfei Dynasty next to the Zhuli Dynasty was a empress, and the empress could have male concubines.

The empress's harem has three thousand beauties, just like the Zhuli Dynasty and the Dayu Dynasty, which are all imperial systems. The Dayu Dynasty respected men, and the three palaces and six courtyards were all charming women, while the empress of the Fengfei Dynasty respected women. Their women were tall and strong, and they went out to work as officials or do business to earn money to support their families. The men of the Fengfei Dynasty were thin and charming, and they did housework and took care of children at home. The men paid attention to the virtues of husbands, the three obediences and four virtues. Their quiet virtues and etiquette were the same as those of the women of the Dayu Dynasty, and they were just as elegant. Women in the Fengfei Dynasty who had a little money would have a husband and three or four servants. If they were women with high official positions, they would have even more. In addition to a husband and a housekeeper, it was normal to have dozens of beautiful and delicate servants.

Young Master Yu couldn't help but wonder, if the fairy sister lived in Fengfei Dynasty and she was an official, besides Gu Yiheng as the main husband, there were other husbands and servants, so could he also be the husband and servant of the sister? Thinking about it, Young Master Yu looked at her with a dazed look. He saw the fairy sister dancing alone on the lotus leaf. He stretched out his hand and wanted to hold her sister, but he pulled her in vain. Young Master Yu looked at the empty palm in his hand. He didn't hold the fairy's shadow. She turned into nothingness and disappeared in his palm.

For a moment, Young Master Yu was horrified. He shouted anxiously, "Sister, sister, don't leave me." As he shouted, Young Master Yu's face was full of tears. His neatly combed hair had been scattered. Young Master Yu's belt was half-tied up, and his collar was open. His jade-like skin was revealed from his collar, and his obvious abdominal muscles were faintly visible in his robe. Young Master Yu suddenly woke up and looked around.

This is a tent, there is no peach forest, no dancing sister, why is there such pain in his chest, what is going on with the tearing and pulling feeling? He touched his wet cheeks and found that he was crying.

The crying in the dream actually makes one cry in reality, how rare! Young Master Yu thought of the dream just now, and thought of himself in the dream. He longed to take care of his fairy sister, Ye Jiu, with Gu Yiheng. He wanted to manage like the Feng Fei Dynasty next door, and they lived a life of one woman and multiple husbands. A touch of shame and depression burst out from Young Master Yu's beautiful eyes. His delicate little heart was made to lose its wise rationality by a... dream. He was a little out of control. He was panting. After a long time, Young Master Yu sighed, and he closed his eyes again without saying a word. His heart felt like it was scratched by a cat, and all kinds of feelings were turning inside.

The wind outside the tent was still blowing the curtains, making a slight rustling sound.

Gu Yiwen was in the vehicle transporting supplies. He felt the cold wind and gradually woke up. He felt his stomach was empty. Gu Yiwen suddenly remembered, why didn't his legs hurt? It was impossible not to hurt, but it didn't hurt at the moment.

He touched his injured leg, but still couldn't move it. The piercing pain that had tortured him yesterday was gone. He couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the miracle doctor noticed the pain in his leg and cured him?

But he didn't see the miracle doctor. When did he come? Was he so miraculously free of pain? His legs didn't hurt anymore, but he couldn't move and didn't listen to his commands. Gu Yiwen could now breathe peacefully, he was thankful! He looked around and saw his last concubine, Aunt Yin, sitting alone on the cold ground. She was gnawing on a hard steamed bun. Aunt Yin was chewing and swallowing with great effort. It was very difficult. Her bitter little face was a little dirty. Aunt Yin was sitting alone far away from them.

Madam Zhang was sitting not far away, dozing with her eyes closed.

Aunt Lu and her daughter Gu Yulan snuggled together and fell asleep exhausted.

Gu Zhilan and Aunt Zhao were far away from him, closer to the guards. One of them was sleeping, while the other was sitting and eating, looking at the fire on the guards' side. Aunt Zhao was chewing the meat slowly, sitting on the ground gracefully and charmingly, like a delicate and frail fragrant flower.

Gu Yiwen looked at Aunt Zhao's soft and boneless appearance, and the anger in his heart surged again. He closed his eyes fiercely, and turned to look at his second brother's tent, and saw that his second brother's tent was very quiet. Suddenly, the curtain flipped, and the second brother Gu Yinan came out of the tent. The second brother walked towards him with a water bag and food. Gu Yiwen looked at the second brother coming over, and he trembled a little. Gu Yiwen was silent, and his beautiful eyes were tightly locked on the second brother. Gu Yinan carried the third brother out of the car and took him to the nearby toilet. After that, he tied his belt for him, tidied up his prison uniform, and carried the third brother back to the car. The second brother sat directly on the ground. He leaned Gu Yiwen's head against his arms, held the water bag, and gently fed Gu Yiwen water. The well-behaved Gu Yiwen was like a child. He drank a few sips of the sweet and sweet spiritual spring water, which flowed through his thirsty throat and hungry stomach. In an instant, Gu Yiwen felt warm all over. He felt very comfortable. His body was no longer sore, especially in his injured leg. The pain was reduced a bit. Even the biting cold wind was no longer cold at this moment. He felt warm all over. Gu Yiwen then opened his mouth and chewed the dried meat powder that his second brother had fed him. The powder was mixed with potato chunks. He swallowed it in big mouthfuls. Gu Yiwen ate it very sweetly. While he ate, he drank some sweet water. Gu Yiwen felt at this moment that he was really alive. He was no longer afraid that he would die at any time, nor was he afraid that the god of death would come to claim his life soon.

Gu Yinan crushed a handful of dried meat and fed it to his third brother, and also gave him half a potato. Gu Yinan rubbed his third brother's stomach and let him lean on him to rest for a while.

Then, Gu Yinan continued to knead dried shrimp powder to feed his third brother. He fed Gu Yiwen carefully, put his third brother back into the car, patted his shoulder, and turned back to the tent.

There were tears in Gu Yiwen's beautiful eyes, and his thin lips trembled. After a long time, Gu Yiwen cried. He held his head and cried. He regretted that he had lived such a foolish life in the past. He was played around by Aunt Zhao. He was as stupid as a pig. Every day in the mansion, he did nothing but eat, drink, and look at beauties.

It turned out that his concubine Zhao was a femme fatale who shared his wealth and could not stand the hardship. Gu Yiwen noticed that concubine Zhao was unfaithful to her husband, and he felt that his heart was broken by her.

Gu Yiwen thought that it would be even more miserable if Aunt Yin followed him. For a moment, Gu Yiwen's heart was like a piece of cloth, being kneaded and pulled by someone, and he felt very uncomfortable. Gu Yiwen fell asleep with a complicated mind.

Gu Qingfeng fell asleep after chatting with his grandmother in the tent. The grandmother hugged the two little kids and was not sleepy. She stared at the tent wall, thinking about the miserable state of the youngest child Gu Yiwen. Tears slowly slid down her eyes.

Ye Jiu and her husband also fell into a dream. The secret guards were guarding nearby with their eyes wide open. In the past few days, the secret guards felt that their inner strength had become stronger. They didn't understand why, and wondered if it was the effect of the spiritual spring water they drank every day. Ye Jiu would not tell them.

The crescent moon in the sky gradually rose, and the stars flickered.