A red apricot is about to cheat on you

Tuoba Hong stood tall and straight, his eyes showing a hint of doubt and majesty.

He raised his chin slightly and ordered in a low, unquestionable voice, "Send someone to investigate the woman following Qin Sangsang."

The soldiers beside him were like statues. After hearing the order, they lowered their heads and responded in a respectful and low voice: "Yes"

As the three of them slowly walked along the winding path back to the camp

Azhu's face was as pale as paper. If it weren't for Chu Jingchen's strong arms supporting him tightly, he would have collapsed to the ground.

He raised his head with difficulty, his eyes full of guilt and self-blame, and said to Qin Sangsang with trembling lips:

"Sangsang, I'm sorry. I made you worry." As soon as these words came out, it was like a bolt from the blue. Yi Duoer's legs instantly lost the strength to support them. She collapsed to the ground like a ball of mud, her thighs trembling softly.

Chu Jingchen reacted quickly, immediately let go of Azhu, rushed forward, and firmly supported Yi Duoer's shaky body with both hands.

In fact, Yi Duoer was not as fearless as she appeared. She was just maintaining that powerful aura.

She raised her hand slightly and waved it gently, but her slightly trembling fingertips revealed the turmoil in her heart.

As the sky gradually darkened, the evening glow dyed the sky blood red, like an ominous omen.

After finishing his official duties, Han Bo heard the bad news - the plague had contaminated Yu Yao.

His face turned red instantly, as if burning with flames of anger, his eyes widened, and without the slightest hesitation, he strode towards Plague City's residence like a gust of wind.

At this time, Plague was furious in the tent, like an enraged beast. He either complained that the hot water handed to him by his subordinates was too hot, or complained that the servants were clumsy.

He kept spitting out curses against Yi Duoer, which were endless.

At this moment, Han Bo sneaked into the tent silently like a ghost.

When the servants around saw Han Bo, they were all shocked by his icy aura.

I saw that he was holding a long sword in his right hand, which was shining with a cold light. The long sword was flashing a chilling light in the dim tent.

His expression was stern, without a trace of warmth, and he exuded a strong murderous aura. Not to mention his tricks, just his tall and mighty figure standing there frightened the servants so much that their legs went weak.

Han Bo shouted in a voice so cold it could freeze one's bones: "Those of you who don't want to die, get out!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fled the tent as if they had been pardoned. When Wendu saw who was coming, he was stunned at first, his eyes filled with disbelief and fear.

He naturally knew Han Bai, so he asked in a trembling voice, "Han Bai, why are you here?"

There was obvious surprise and uneasiness in his tone. Seeing that Han Bo came with ill intentions, he involuntarily moved back slowly, trying to distance himself from Han Bo.

Han Bo had no expression on his face, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "I'm here to take your dog's life!"

Wendugang shouted in surprise, "What?"

Han Bo's body was as fast as lightning, and the long knife in his hand drew a deadly arc in the air, directly cutting off his neck with one stroke.

Wendu opened his eyes wide, his face full of fear and confusion. Until his death, he never understood why Han Bo appeared here and why he wanted to kill him.

More importantly, he really wanted to inform the little Khan, but now he has lost this opportunity forever. He can only embark on the road to the underworld with endless reluctance and confusion.

For a moment, the news of Wendu's assassination spread quickly in the camp like wings, and the whole camp was in an uproar in an instant.

Tuoba Hong originally suspected that Yi Duoer and others were responsible, so he ordered a thorough search and investigation.

The soldiers searched the riverside carefully, leaving no corner untouched, but in the end they only found a shoe left by the murderer.

Yi Duoer stayed with Yuyao tonight, her eyes full of concern and worry.

She patiently counseled Yuyao, trying to dispel the haze in her heart, but she was afraid that she would do something stupid again.

Yu Yao's eyes were empty and lifeless, like a puppet that had lost its soul, and her face still showed a strong determination to die.

She murmured to herself: "It's not his fault. I'm not worthy of him. I'm in so much pain..."

As she spoke, she was already sobbing uncontrollably, tears rolling down her face like pearls from a broken string.

Yi Duoer quickly stretched out her hands, tightly grasped the hand that hurt her, and said emotionally:

"This isn't your fault. If the person you like dislikes you just because you lost your virginity, is that love? It's just the layer of love that makes you love me. Don't hurt yourself for others. There's still a long way to go, and life must go on. Yuyao, listen to me, no matter what others have done to you, it's not your fault. Don't look down on yourself because of it. You are still the clean and kind girl you were before."

Her tone was firm and powerful, her eyes were like torches, staring at Yu Yao intently, trying to convey her faith and strength to her.

Outside the tent, Han Bai stood there quietly, as if frozen in place. He listened to their conversation, his heart raging like a turbulent sea, unable to calm down for a long time. His feet felt like they were chained by thousands of iron chains, and he dared not take a single step into the tent, because he himself wasn't sure if he could truly let go of what Yu Yao had endured.

This grown man actually had a crystal tear falling from the corner of his eye. He was stunned for a moment, then turned and left as if escaping reality.

He sat alone on the grass outside, the bushes rustling in the night breeze. He picked up the wine jug beside him and gulped down the wine. His brow was furrowed with a frown that looked like it could kill a fly.

Just as he was pouring wine into his mouth one sip after another, Chu Jingchen quietly came behind him.

His footsteps were as light as a feather falling, and he slowly sat down next to Han Bo.

After Han Bai saw who was coming, his expression instantly became panic-stricken, his body trembling slightly as if he had been electrocuted, and he shouted in panic:

"Master! I am guilty!" He immediately stood up, his body straight as a javelin.

Chu Jingchen raised his hand to stop him and said softly, "Sit down."

After Han Bo obeyed, Chu Jingchen slowly spoke:

"What crime have you committed?" His tone was very natural, as calm as a spring breeze. There was no trace of blame in his voice. Instead, there was a hint of concern and understanding in his eyes.

Han Bai replied respectfully:

"I killed Plague City without reporting to you. I beg for your punishment, Master!"

Chu Jingchen took the wine jug from his hand with an elegant movement as if he was performing a sacred ritual. He took a sip and looked up at the moon in the sky. The cold moonlight sprinkled on his face, adding a bit of coldness and mystery.

Then he slowly said, "Although you acted rashly, even if you didn't kill Wendu, I wouldn't let him survive tonight."

Han Bai stared at Chu Jingchen intently, with a touch of emotion in his eyes. He knew in his heart that although his master looked cold on the outside, he was actually the most loyal and righteous.

"Do you mind? Can't you get over the hurdle in your heart?" Han Bai knew what Chu Jingchen meant. His nose suddenly felt sour and bitter. He looked at him with tears in his eyes. After thinking for a moment, he asked him embarrassedly:

"Master, I have a question for you. Please don't blame me! If Miss Duo'er encountered this, what would you do? Would you be able to overcome it in your heart?"

Normally he would never dare to ask such presumptuous questions, but today was a rare occasion where they were the only two drinking alone, and he was feeling really depressed, so he mustered up the courage to break this taboo.

Chu Jingchen just frowned slightly, took another sip of wine, then looked at Han Bo, with a nice curve at the corner of his lips, and replied:

"Let me put it this way. When I thought Xiaoran was Duo'er's child, I was very angry. But then I realized that since it was Duo'er's child, I would treat her as my own. Do you understand?"

Han Bai nodded helplessly, "Miss Duo'er is so lucky to have met such a loving and affectionate master!"

Chu Jingchen interrupted him mid-sentence and retorted, "You're wrong. I'm so lucky to have met her. If you love someone, you have to accept her completely, her strengths and weaknesses, and whether she has that layer of membrane. That's not the most important thing. If you can't accept Yuyao for this, then don't bother her anymore and don't stab her in the heart anymore. Do you understand?"

"This king will not persuade you to come this time. You have the right to choose. No matter what you choose, no one will blame you."

"Master..." Han Bai shed tears after hearing his words. He didn't expect that Chu Jingchen didn't stand on the commanding heights to blame him, but instead enlightened him and asked him to follow his heart.

Chu Jingchen sighed softly. He understood that this was Han Bo's business after all, so he didn't want to say anything more. Han Bo's mind suddenly became clear, and he stood up with hope. He said to Chu Jingchen excitedly:

"Master, I have thought it through. I will take my leave now." After saying that, without waiting for Chu Jingchen to speak, he ran towards Yu Yao like a gust of wind.

He knew very well that he was truly in love with Yuyao, the first woman he fell in love with at first sight.

Chu Jingchen is right. Love is not just about speaking it out loud, it also needs to be reflected in actions.

What he feared more was losing Yuyao.

It was not until he arrived at Yuyao's tent that Yi Duoer saw him coming and tactfully asked Chu Jingchen to invite him back.

Then Han Bo slowly took off his disguise in front of Yu Yao, his eyes full of affection, and confessed to her again. His voice was as gentle as a gurgling stream.

However, Yu Yao turned around. Women in ancient times paid the most attention to their reputation, and she simply could not accept the fact that she was being ruined.

I just felt that I had let Han Bo down, my heart was filled with guilt and pain, tears welled up in my eyes but I stubbornly refused to let them fall.