Marrying the Crown Prince

Du and Zhou Laowu's group hid in a fellow villager's home.

Despite the difficult times, the villagers still warmly welcomed them.

These people are simple and kind. In their eyes, everyone is a refugee who has fled here. If they ignore them, these people in distress will lose their lives.

Heaven cherishes life, and since these refugees have been brought here and encountered us, we are willing to do our best to help them settle down.

“This place is remote, and these soldiers don’t travel here.” The villager carried in a large pot of vegetarian noodles and placed the noodle soup on the table. “So, you can settle down here without worry.”

"We're far from town, and we haven't stocked up on anything good. We're just barely making ends meet, so please don't mind," the villager said, gesturing for Zhou Laowu and the others to make themselves at home.

Zhou Laowu quickly stood up, "Brother, we are so grateful for your hospitality, how could we possibly find it distasteful?"

As he spoke, he swallowed the saliva that welled up inside him.

The villagers knew that these people hadn't had anything hot to eat for several days, so they understood Zhou Laowu's expression. "Hurry up and try it."

"Thank you very much, elder brother." Zhou Laowu bowed and then picked up his bowl and chopsticks, and began to eat heartily, slurping up the noodles in the bowl.

They thought they could hide in this deep mountain forest until reinforcements arrived, but one day, a group of uninvited guests broke into the village.

They herded all the villagers together.

At the old village chief's signal, the young man stood on the outer perimeter, while the women, girls, and children were all surrounded by him.

"Crouch down!" Yun Qinren bared his teeth, brandishing his spear and roaring.

Everyone squatted down on the ground.

Seeing that they were still somewhat obedient, Yun Qin spat on the ground and cursed, "You're all a bunch of spineless cowards, hahahahahaha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other Yunqin people burst into laughter.

A hot-blooded young man wanted to rush forward, but the old village chief grabbed his arm.

The old village chief gently shook his head. "Life is important, but surviving is even more important."

The old village chief had lived through war; this village was established here by his ancestors leading the villagers.

Therefore, although the old village chief is now old and has not been involved in affairs for a long time, everyone still respects him.

Therefore, everyone gritted their teeth and endured it.

Soon, the Yunqin people who had plundered the grain returned, and sack after sack of grain was brought out.

"All the food has been taken away, so we can only wait to starve to death."

"Yes, village chief..."

"Shut up!" the old village chief hissed. "It's just a little food. Do you think you can fight those with spears and swords with your bare hands?"

"Even if you believe that life and death are predetermined, what will happen to the children and women if you anger these guys?"

The old village chief's words brought everyone back to calm. Of course, the commotion had also caught the attention of the Yunqin people.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? You're tired of living, aren't you?" One of the Yunqin people walked over carrying a large cleaver.

His clothes were stained with blood and sweat, and were dry, giving off a sour smell that could be detected from a distance.

Now that he's come here, everyone's holding their breath. Few people are listening to what he says; they just want him to say something and get out of here.

Seeing that they all had their heads down, the Yun Qin people once again felt that these Chen people were a bunch of weak and easily bullied guys.

So they started talking in their own language again.

Seeing that they were discussing it enthusiastically, as if they were talking about leaving, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Who would have thought that these heartless beasts would actually target young women and women?

"Hey, you, come here!" Yun Qinren pointed at a woman inside and said in a gruff voice.

The old village chief, who was standing next to the young woman, took the opportunity to stand up and asked, "Sir, are you calling for this old man?"

The woman's face and figure were obscured. Yun Qinren looked extremely angry and roared at the old village chief, "Get out of the way, you old geezer! Tell the woman behind you to come and serve us!"

The old village chief stiffened for a moment, then forced a smile again. "Sir, those young women are so young, like tender melon vines. How could they possibly know how to serve people?"

"Whether someone can serve you or not isn't for an old hag to decide." Yun Qinren spat, then rushed forward and grabbed the old village chief's arm. "Who do you think you are? Did I say anything to you? What are you doing, barging in like that? Are you trying to experience what it's like to be slept with by a man at your age?"

After saying that, he pushed hard again, and the old village chief fell to the ground.

His face turned pale instantly, but he still pleaded, "My lord, you are an old celestial being from heaven, and you look down on us mere grains of sand in the mortal world. Please, my lord, just treat us like a fart... uh—..."

The old village chief's eyes were wide open, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

It turned out that the Qin man from Yunqin was carrying a large knife and had plunged it into his abdomen.

"Damn, he talks too much, he's driving me crazy!" Yun Qinren spat again, landing on the old village chief's face.

The surrounding Yunqin people burst into laughter again.

Some people tried to stand up, but the Yunqin people all drew their longswords. "What are you doing? What are you doing? Don't you want to live anymore?"

Having just witnessed the fragility of life, everyone is filled with anger, but also fear.

Seeing their spinelessness, the Yun Qin man stomped on the old village chief's head, hurling insults as he did so, "You're all a bunch of good-for-nothings. No wonder you Chen people are always the ones getting beaten by us Yun Qin people."

"I'm afraid that even if we drag your wives out and take turns with them, you'd only dare to kneel there and not dare to utter a single word, would you?"

"Hahaha……"

"They're all fucking useless, rootless useless trash."

"They're not even worthy of licking our shoes."

Zhou Laowu squatted down, his head bowed low, staring at the soil in front of him.

The old village chief's blood flowed all over the ground, soaking into the soil and staining the withered grass red.

Finally, when the Yunqin people started pulling at the woman, Zhou Laowu couldn't take it anymore and shouted, "If you have the guts, stand up and fight them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd's anger was reignited: "Kill them!"

"Come on, come on, kill me!"

"Fight them!"