Before the house is confiscated, the enemy's warehouse is emptied and exiled

The few of them chatted for an hour without blinking, and they stopped only when Yun Yi's mouth was dry and his tongue was parched.

Shen Qingge's image among the crowd suddenly changed, becoming a towering figure. She went from being an ignorant, reckless, uneducated, and aristocratic lady who only knew how to chase men, to a brave, resourceful, and hidden "heroine" figure.

This made the master, who was not far away from the tent, sneer and shake his head.

The water qilin lying on her shoulder sneered, "I didn't expect that a well-trained secret guard would also talk about this gossip.

Fortunately, they are sensible and know how powerful their master is. My master is naturally powerful, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, how could an ancient beast like you willingly submit, right? Well, it will be dawn in two hours, let's go back and rest!"

After saying that, Shen Qingge jumped down from the tree lightly and prepared to go back to the camp to sleep.

When Shui Qilin saw that she was about to leave, he began to remind her tirelessly to eat more supplements to replenish qi and blood, and specifically emphasized that she should not eat raw or cold food.

Shen Qingge looked at it helplessly, muttering to himself, what kind of spiritual beast did he raise? Why was it nagging like an old woman?

However, she didn't have time to argue with it any further. After returning to the camp, she couldn't help yawning a few times, then crawled into bed and fell into a deep sleep.

After all, using her blood to activate the Southern Border secret technique today would have caused great losses. If it weren't for the Water Qilin's help at the critical moment, she might have really hurt her internal organs.

However, Xiao Heng, lying in the main tent, couldn't relax and fall asleep like Shen Qingge. At this moment, his heart was surging and he couldn't sleep for a long time.

On the one hand, the successful detoxification brought him unexpected surprises. This kind of "bright light after a dark period" turn of events was beyond his expectations and even made him a little overwhelmed.

Originally, after hearing what the secret guards brought back, he had completely prepared for his limited time, and could even face death calmly.

But now, this sudden "rebirth" has led him down another path. The road ahead is unknown, and he is inevitably hesitant.

It seemed that apart from going to that barren fiefdom and finding out the cause of death of his mother and Concubine Li, he couldn't seem to find anything else to do for the time being.

On the other hand, after experiencing what happened today, he also realized that his feelings towards Shen Qingge had undergone subtle changes.

He found that he could no longer regard her as an ordinary woman. Shen Qingge's existence became extremely important to him, and he longed to protect her and give her warmth and comfort.

However, he didn't dare to express his feelings easily. After all, Shen Qingge still hadn't avenged her; after all, she had previously been deeply in love with her third brother; after all, he didn't know if he had the ability to give her everything she wanted.

He is just a weak prince in the eyes of the world. Without powerful military power to back him up and wealth that can rival a country, how can he win the favor of a beautiful woman?

So he tossed and turned in bed until the sky turned pale, and then he finally succumbed to sleepiness and closed his eyes.

After daybreak, the officers drove the convicts on their way without stopping.

Except for Li Tian and Ma Si, the other officers didn't know why Gui Ge was so anxious, but they didn't dare to disobey his orders, so they had to keep urging everyone.

The weather is very good today, the autumn air is clear and crisp, the sky is blue, the autumn wind is blowing gently, and the fallen leaves are all over the ground, a golden color.

However, although the weather was good, the temperature was getting colder and colder. The convicts were also hoping to quickly get to a place with a market and buy some warm clothes to keep warm.

Therefore, they did not complain about the officials' urging, but instead formed their own group and sped up their journey.

Shen Qingge walked in the middle of the team, thinking with his head down.

Thousands of personal guards were killed, and the remaining exiled officials were nothing to be afraid of.

But why did Xiao Mo choose to lead the team to Anshan County and set up a tight net there?

Unless... Anshan County is a stronghold where his power is distributed, and all personnel and materials are under his control.

Maybe there are some unspeakable activities there. If that's the case, let's wipe them out together with these officials, so as to dampen Xiao Mo's enthusiasm!

Thinking of this, Shen Qingge couldn't wait to go to Anshan County to take a look.

The exiles continued their journey south.

Another three or four days passed.

After the group of convicts walked through hilly and mountainous areas for more than 20 miles, they traveled on the official road for another 10 miles before finally seeing scattered farmers and neatly arranged fields on the roadside.

We have arrived at the territory of Anshan County.

However, the doors and windows of most of these farmers' houses were tightly shut. The pedestrians on the road hurried back and forth, their faces terrified, and their eyes towards the exile group were either wary or indifferent.

The wind howled, blowing up a cloud of yellow sand. The prosperous scene that everyone had been looking forward to was replaced by a bleak one, and the convicts couldn't help but look disappointed.

Shen Qingge didn't care. The more this happened, the more it seemed like there was something hidden in Anshan County. She had to find an opportunity to find out.

At the same time, one thing is certain: from the moment they stepped into the village, the surroundings were filled with dense spies.

Behind the house, on the scattered stalls of small vendors, in the shadows of the trees...

Shen Qingge sneered and turned to glance at Wang Gui.

Wang Gui's face was tense and serious at this time. He scolded the convicts to keep moving forward, and looked around from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone to come.

After walking for a long time, the houses on the roadside became more and more densely packed, and there were more and more pedestrians. From time to time, you could hear the cries of vendors.

Just then, a group of soldiers came towards the team.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, with tied hair and a long beard, a fair complexion, and a solemn expression. He wore a navy blue round-necked robe and a jade belt with gold thread around his waist. Although he was not wearing formal official uniform, his attire and demeanor indicated that he was a civil servant, and of high rank.

The man hurried to the front of the procession and stopped in front of Xiao Heng's carriage. He saluted respectfully and said humbly, "Greetings, Fifth Prince. I am Zhao Bao, the Magistrate of Anshan Commandery. I have come to greet you, Your Highness. I beg your forgiveness for not coming so far to greet you."

Yun Yi, who was standing beside the carriage, nodded slightly to the newcomer, then gently rolled up the curtain, leaving only a layer of translucent gauze fluttering in the wind. Through that thin gauze, Xiao Heng's outline could be vaguely seen in the carriage window.