Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

A shadow enveloped the area, and Song Yue was hugged and held.

"I'll take you back. Prince Li has just recovered from a serious illness and won't be tired."

Sugo looked at the two people walking away.

It seems like things are getting interesting.

So my royal brother also cares about someone?

It was like holding a child, with my hands and feet tied up, it was very uncomfortable.

"Can you change your position?"

Song Yue: Bah, bah, bah, this sounds ambiguous.

Su Wanmo acted as if he hadn't heard anything and walked with firm steps.

Song Yue's hands and feet were numb, and she struggled in his arms.

"Really, let's switch, okay?"

Su Wanmo stretched her out and held her like a princess.

Not a word was spoken along the way.

Song Yue didn't know what to say, but compared to Su Ge, in her eyes Su Wanmo was obviously more stable and safer.

Put her on the recliner and sit down.

Take out the ointment and apply it.

Song Yue was not used to such a quiet atmosphere and stopped him with her hand.

"I will do it myself."

Su Wanmo dodged and applied the cold ointment evenly on his ankle.

Song Yue: Did you offend him? I don't dare to ask.

Forget it, silence is golden.

As expected, there was silence, no one spoke. After applying the medicine, Su Wanmo left without saying a word.

Song Yue: so?

???

Why are people acting weird lately? Or is there something wrong with me?

Most likely it's your own problem. So what if it's your own problem? If you don't change it or speak it out, you'll just keep it in.

Song Yue gets close to Su Ge every day, and Su Ge is happy to cooperate. People who take the initiative are always less troublesome.

She prepared all kinds of tonic soups, and within five days, Su Ge's face became plumper.

Xiqing is quiet and peaceful. This border town is peaceful yet vibrant.

Like the spring when the ice and snow melt and it is full of vitality.

In a small dilapidated courtyard in the south of the city.

Yi Fengbai recovered well, his wounds healed, but the scars remained.

Su Ge set about cleaning up the post-war work in Yangcheng. It was not that Bo Qiu was incompetent, but that he could not stop those who were determined to escape, so violent means were only temporary.

Walking on the empty streets, a few families would close their doors and windows when they saw the huge crowds, fearing that the visitors would disturb their peaceful lives.

The quietness of the city made Sugo feel strange.

A rotten vegetable leaf flew lightly to Su Ge's side, without even touching the corner of his clothes for a moment.

"I'll beat you to death, bad guy, bad guy, get out, get out, uh, wah wah wah wah..."

The woman hurriedly carried it away and disappeared from sight in a moment.

"Are they all like this when you come out?"

Bo Qiu nodded.

“How many families are left in the city now?”

Bo Qiu raised his hand and pointed at the area in front of him: "This is the only area. We have walked through the east part of the city."

After patrolling a circle, we finally arrived at the barracks.

Although the soldiers could see King Li every day, they always felt that King Li was more majestic today.

A patrol soldier came to report.

"Your Highness, we noticed a few people acting suspiciously outside the camp."

Bo Qiu: “Where is it?”

Several people were tied and dragged in.

There were old and young, men and women. He looked at everyone in the camp with a fearless look, as if his eyes could turn into knives to cut them into pieces.

Su Ge took a step forward and squatted in front of them: "Fellow villagers, do you have any misunderstandings about us?"

The old man spat at him, directly onto Sugo's chest.

"Bold!" The soldier drew his sword and put it on his neck. Su Ge raised his hand, took the handkerchief from Bo Qiu, and wiped his clothes clean.

Step back and keep a safe distance.

"If you have any dissatisfaction, please speak up."

"Bah, I am a Xiqing man in life and a Xiqing ghost in death. Don't think of shaking me, you Dongyuan kid."

Su Ge looked at the others one by one, and all of them had sharp eyes and were extremely determined.

Signaled Bo Qiuyou to lobby.

At this time, another soldier came and said, "King Li, we found dozens of people sneaking around outside the camp."

Su Ge rubbed his brows: "Is it like this every day?"

"It's only been like this lately. We usually just evict them, but today they refused to leave no matter how hard we tried to evict them."

Sugo keenly sensed that something was wrong.

"In that case, leave it here. Don't worry about it. Let's go, Boqiu."

Bite the word "go" extra hard to make sure everyone present can hear it.

The old man got up hastily and rushed towards him regardless of anything.

"Dongyuan boy, I want you to pay for my grandson's life."

Suddenly, she rushed to him, pulled out the hairpin on her head and stabbed Su Ge fiercely.

Bo Qiu swung his knife and knocked him down, cutting his wrist and spurting blood. But he did not hesitate for a second, grabbing Sugo's feet tightly, pulling him hard and dragging him in front of him, hugging him tightly with his hands and feet like a koala.

Sugo looked at the others who were stopped but still trying to break out of the encirclement.

My guess was confirmed.

"Who are you covering for?"

Everyone was quiet for a moment, then started arguing again, even louder, to cover up their guilty conscience.

Bo Qiu didn't move a step.

Until all those wandering outside the camp were caught, the more people came, the quieter they became.

There were more than thirty of them, most of whom looked different from ordinary people, and all the soldiers could tell that they were soldiers.

Sugo took the long sword that Boqiu was holding tightly, kicked away the old man who had already lost his strength, and put the tip of the sword against the neck of the nearest soldier.

"Who organized you in the city?"

The soldier showed a disdainful expression, and a closer look revealed beads of sweat on his forehead.

Sugo just thought he was scared.

“Does this kind of thing need to be organized by someone?”

Su Ge sneered: "You are really useless. Let your Xiqing people fight in the front."

"We would love to."

"Yes, we are happy to do so. The imperial court values us so much, how could we let you so easily stir things up?"

Su Ge: "Is that really the case? The officials of the Xiqing court took the wealth they extorted from you and squandered it lavishly. Even your wealth over the years was not enough for them to reward the lowest-ranking servant. Where was your so-called court then? They abducted women, forced women into prostitution, exploited the people, and committed all kinds of evil. And what about you?

Is it because you have no recourse, or simply don't dare to seek justice, because the little money you have isn't enough to fill their stomachs? You're simply being unreasonable. At most, you can keep him in custody for a few days. When he's released, your family, and even the entire village, will be wiped out. Will you still be a victim then? No, you'll be the perpetrator, the sinner of your entire family and village. Then, where will the imperial court you speak of be?"

The man under the sword shouted angrily, "Stop spreading lies and misleading the people."

Holding the sword in his hand, Sugo stood up and tried to change the direction of the sword.

Sugo exerted force on his hand and stabbed directly at the chest behind his hand. There was some resistance, but not much.

Soon the man was stabbed through, pulled back his sword, and fell to the ground exhausted. The others looked at each other in even greater panic.

"Is it because I didn't tell you that you feel disappointed?"

But he really didn't intend to say it, after all, there was nothing to ridicule about such things.

As a soldier, he knew exactly what the greatest pain was. This kind of thing was meaningless except for the sake of venting his anger. If someone ridiculed him in this way, he would only think that they were superficial and not worth being close to.

No matter how scared you are, someone has to take the first step.