The ring connects the past and present, the exiled prince worships me as a god

"Sorry, it's my mother's relic."

Cheng Qing had already expected to be rejected.

But he stared at the ancient ring with his fiery eyes for a long, long time.

Seeing this, Song Nian's scalp tingled. He took off the ancient ring but put it in his chest pocket as if it were a treasure. He narrowed his eyes and secretly kept the thing in his heart.

"Is there anything else, Attorney Cheng?"

Seeing that Cheng Qing didn't leave, but instead walked around her house openly, Song Nian felt a little uncomfortable.

"Yes." He smiled and took out his phone, brought up a picture and said, "There's information about your boyfriend online. Is that true?"

Song Nian knew that Cheng Qing was always very straightforward and sudden in his words.

She felt tired for a moment, as if everyone was very interested in her boyfriend.

"If you think he is, then he is real; if you think he is not, then he is fake."

Cheng Qing sneered, "Song Nian, I need to remind you that I am your personal lawyer. I have the right to know everything related to your studies, company affairs, and your personal feelings. So I hope you will be honest with me and I will be lenient with you. If you encounter any troubles or difficulties in the future, I will be able to help you at the first opportunity."

Cheng Qing is too serious. If she admits it now, he will get to the bottom of it. Therefore, the best way to talk about serious things with serious people is to fool them.

"It's just the same name and surname."

Cheng Qing's inquiring eyes prompted her to continue.

But Song Nian didn't want to say anything more.

The look she gave him back was clear and innocent, and even gave people the feeling that "you are a pervert for peeping at my boyfriend."

"Song Nian, I've checked. There are less than a hundred people named Qi Yu in the entire country. If you're still not going to tell me the truth, I don't mind checking them one by one."

Song Nian smiled and thought to himself that these hundred people had quite good taste.

Qi Yu is such a nice name.

"If this is your excuse to fool the weekly meeting, I can keep it a secret for you. In fact, you didn't..."

"After a while? I'll bring my boyfriend to meet you guys."

Song Nian interrupted him and made a gesture of invitation.

"Are you chasing me away?"

Cheng Qing asked the heavens speechlessly.

He has a face that countless girls in the industry admire and secretly adore. They beg him to visit them but he refuses to go. And she still rejects him?

"Well, what else can I do? It's time for an intimate conversation with my boyfriend. It's really not appropriate for Lawyer Cheng to stay any longer." Song Nian pointed to the clock on the wall. It was a quarter past eight. Actually, it was quite presumptuous of him to come today. It's so early. Doesn't he feel like it's disturbing?

Cheng Qing touched his nose, his eyes smiling, "Okay, I'll go. But Song Nian, are you really not going to contact your grandfather and the others? I'm quite curious, if they knew you were dating a shady boyfriend, would they end up like Bai Wan?"

Northwest Camp.

Today is the last day of the recruit assessment.

In archery, marching, spear wielding, hunting combat and pursuit drills, Qi Yu and Jiang Zhi's group both ranked first.

There is no doubt about getting the boots.

In addition, the previous night of the surprise attack on Beiling was also a test for the new recruits. Qi Yu and Jiang Zhi had already discovered the clues, so in order to give other soldiers a chance, they did not participate in the last game today.

"Report... Three sneaky people spotted a hundred miles outside the camp, suspected to be enemy troops!"

A military report came from outside the tent, and Duan Zhan and Wu Yu immediately stood up.

In order to prevent disturbances in the military camp, Duan Zhan asked Wu Yu to stay behind, gave Qi Yu a look, and led the soldiers outside the tent.

"How many enemy soldiers did you mention?"

Today is the day for the new recruits assessment, and the enemy launches a surprise attack. How could it be such a coincidence?

Hearing the general's stern and serious tone, the soldiers were suddenly undecided. "Three, three people?"

Just three of them, to deal with their 300,000-strong army?

Duan Zhan smiled. Even the stern Qi Yu raised his lip.

But he did not relax at all, "General, let me go. I will definitely capture the thief!"

"Okay, Qi Zilin, I order you to lead a hundred elite soldiers to capture the enemy!"

"Yes!"

Qi Yu took the order, put on his armor immediately, climbed over the city wall, and headed straight for a hundred miles away.

In the distance, two ragged old men were supporting a young man with mobility problems and were moving towards the military camp with difficulty.

Although one of the men in the middle was wearing a sword, his behavior was furtive, and he kept looking around, they didn't look like an enemy force at all.

"Are these the three people we detected on the beacon tower?"

Qi Yu asked.

The soldiers reporting behind him lowered their heads in shame.

Just now, they were standing high and seeing far, and when they saw three people moving forward stealthily, they thought it was an enemy attack and hurried to report it. Unexpectedly, when they got closer, they found that they were two weak old men over fifty years old and a seriously injured lame man.

"Your Highness, let me go."

Jiang Zhi volunteered, but Qi Yu said it was not necessary and went ahead alone to kill them.

"Brother Zhao?"

When Qi Yu held the spear, tightened the hemp rope to order the horse to stop, and was about to stab forward, he saw the face of the man in the middle clearly.

He shouted, Zhao Li paused, and the next moment, the sword in his hand fell to the ground, and he limped towards Qi Yu.

"Qi Yu, I finally found you, my brother!"

After a bumpy journey, Zhao Li was not only covered in wounds, but also felt very vicissitudes of life.

Qi Yu looked over him and confirmed that the two people behind Zhao Li had clear eyes and simple faces. He was full of questions, "Why is Brother Zhao here? And who are these two?"

“They, they are my saviors.”

Finally seeing Qi Yu, Zhao Li choked up several times.

After controlling his emotions, he slowly turned around and bowed to the two elderly people.

It turned out that after he said goodbye to Song Nian, he entered the village with difficulty. He originally wanted to find a doctor, but the village was also facing famine, just like Huai Village a few months ago. No one could drink a sip of water. The able-bodied, young, and those who could run all fled the village, and there was no doctor to be found.

It was these two elderly people who took pity on him and took him in. The elderly people made a living by selling medicinal herbs. They promptly applied medicine and bandaged his leg. When they heard that he was going to the Northwest Military Camp, they escorted him all the way.

"Thank you, both elders. Please come to the military camp and have a seat."

Qi Yu was very grateful to the two people and hurriedly invited them into the tent, but the old man waved him away.

It turned out that their village had always been taken care of by the people in Duan Zan’s military camp, and they were embarrassed to disturb the soldiers.

Seeing this, Qi Yu immediately asked Jiang Zhi to come and get two buckets of water, a bag of rice and a small amount of vegetables to send to the old man.

Looking at Zhao Li again, he had a bad feeling.

"Brother Zhao, what brings you all the way to the Northwest Military Camp?"

However, Zhao Li had no time to complain to him at this moment. His face fell, as if he was about to cry at the next moment.

"I'm so sorry, brother. I lost the most important person to you!"