Happy Little Scholar

"Princess Duanrong..."

Li Yi and Miss Liu Er looked at each other, then moved their eyes to the man and asked, "What did you just say? Say it again."

"shut up!"

The tied middle-aged man stared at the man, his breathing quickened and his eyes about to burst.

He began to struggle hard, and the rope on his body rubbed red marks on his exposed skin.

No matter how slow the reaction was, the man brought over by Lao Fang knew that General Wei was definitely not playing some indescribable game when he was tied up like this. He looked at Li Yi and Miss Liu Er and said in a trembling voice: "You, you guys, Who are you..."

Li Yi looked at the middle-aged man, shook his head and said, "Don't waste your efforts. The more you struggle, the tighter the rope becomes..."

He didn't know who had tied the rope just now. The way it was tied was so shameful. He looked at Lao Fang and said, "Help him untie it."

As soon as he untied the rope from his body, the middle-aged man ran wildly outside the village, but was of course stopped by Lao Fang.

He lowered his voice and roared: "Let me go, I have something important to do. When I come back, I will let you do whatever you want!"

"What's the use of going alone, are you going to die?" Li Yi looked at him, said lightly, and then asked: "The princess he just mentioned, is it Princess Duanrong of Wu Kingdom, Yang Liuqing?"

The middle-aged man stopped struggling and looked at Li Yi with burning eyes, "How do you know the princess's name?"

Li Yi's eyes signaled Lao Fang to let him go. Miss Liu Er had already walked aside and was whispering some instructions to the petty-minded and petty Bai Su.

Li Yi looked at the bald man next to him and said, "Let them all go."

The middle-aged man stood there in a daze. He experienced several ups and downs in a short period of time. Even though he had a strong mind, he couldn't calm down for a while.

Lao Fang patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't be nervous, we are on our own."

…

Thorn Ridge.

Thorny Ridge is located on the border of Wu Kingdom. A few dozen miles deeper, it is a chaotic place without any jurisdiction. People and traders nearby will not easily set foot there.

Thorn Ridge, somewhere in the forest.

The deputy general named Chen Qing wiped the blood from his forehead and hissed: "Princess, tonight I will lead two hundred people and they will break out of a gap even if they die. When the time comes, we will stop them and the rest will escort you." His Royal Highness Prince He Jing went all the way north and arrived at the chaotic place. General He Wei came to meet him, and there was nothing they could do to the two Highnesses..."

Opposite him, a young woman's hair was messy and her body was stained with blood. However, there was no fear on her face. Her eyes were sharp and she shook her head and said: "Tonight's raid, everyone will retreat with me..."

"Princess!" Chen Qing looked at him and said in a deep voice: "There are pursuers in front and an ambush behind. We are forced here and there is no way out. I hope that Your Highness will not go his own way and put the overall situation first!"

"Sister Huang, Sister Huang, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!" A boy of thirteen or fourteen staggered over, wiped his tears, and cried: "Let's surrender. If we surrender, they will He won’t kill me anymore, I don’t want to die yet!”

Yang Liuqing looked at him with a complicated expression, but did not speak.

Chen Qing looked at the young man in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "Your Highness Prince Jing, there is no point in surrendering, they will not let us go..."

A trace of resentment suddenly appeared on the young man's face. He pointed at him and said loudly: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault. If you hadn't killed so many of them, they would definitely not have killed us..."

"Shut up!" Yang Liuqing finally couldn't help but scolded, looked left and right, and said, "Take him down!"

When the two guards carried him away, he was still flapping around with his hands and feet, and said loudly: "Sister Huang, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, save me, save me..."

It wasn't until he couldn't hear his voice that Yang Liuqing looked at Chen Qing and asked, "What's the situation at the bottom of the mountain?"

Chen Qing pondered for a moment and said: "They are temporarily stationed at the foot of the mountain and sent a letter up. It said that as long as we are willing to surrender, our two highnesses will not be harmed. The deadline is tomorrow morning. If we don't do it early tomorrow morning, Surrender and they will attack..."

"It won't hurt..." Yang Liuqing looked at the setting sun on the horizon and said, "Given the temperament of the Second Emperor Brother, he probably won't let it go..."

"He wants to drive all the princes to death, so how can he let the two highnesses go..." An old figure came over, coughed twice, and said: "Just as General Chen said, we will break through tonight, and your highnesses will take Jing. King, go to the Chaotic Land to meet General Wei..."

"Prime Minister..."

The old man waved his hand and interrupted her, "As long as His Highness and Prince Jing are fine, we still have a chance..."

"Chen Qing!"

He suddenly shouted lowly.

"The general is here!"

"Arrange manpower immediately to make a surprise attack down the mountain at midnight tonight and escort the two His Highnesses away!"

"yes!"

Chen Qing turned around and left without looking back. They still had 300 people who could fight. There was still a glimmer of hope for them to break through...

After Chen Qing left, the old man looked at the mountains and forests in the distance that were gradually disappearing into darkness, and suddenly said: "If your highness can escape this time, please don't come back again."

Yang Liuqing looked at him, her lips slightly parted: "Prime Minister..."

The old man stretched out his hand and gently pressed down, signaling her not to continue, and then spoke again, saying: "Prince Jing is unworthy of training. This heavy burden like a mountain should not fall on your shoulders. Your Highness should go to Qi or Jing, forget Wu, forget hatred, and forget Princess Duanrong, and live an ordinary life..."

Yang Liuqing shook her head and said: "I once swore that I would not be a human being if I could not avenge my father, mother, and elder brother..."

"After all, we have nothing..." The old man sighed and said: "Jing is in its heyday and is becoming stronger day by day. The third prince of Qi has the heart of the world and the ability to govern the country. Yang Ze killed his brother and father, which is unacceptable. Perhaps my Wu country has run out of luck, but it's a pity for the people..."

Yang Liuqing lowered her head, clenched her fists, and gritted her teeth and said: "I will not give up..."

The old man looked at her, a trace of pity appeared in his eyes, and finally shook his head, sighed, and turned away.

Yang Liuqing stood there for an unknown amount of time. Her clenched fists had already sunk deeply into her palms. She looked up at the full moon in the sky, her face full of determination.

But behind this determination, there was a hint of weakness and helplessness hidden deep inside.

If she could, why would she be willing to bear such a deep blood feud, why would she be willing to shoulder such a heavy responsibility that could overwhelm her?

Why would she not want to be an ordinary woman?

How much she wanted to be an ordinary woman...

Tomorrow is the 15th.

Three years ago, she didn't have to face the things she had to face today, and she could still live in that small yard, the yard that carried almost all the happiness in her life.

In that small courtyard, there is a master who is strict but teaches her with all his efforts, cold on the outside but warm on the inside; there is Master Li Yi, whom she admires the most, who is very lazy but never stumped by anything; there is Master Ruyi, who is gentle and virtuous and has reached the top of martial arts; there is also Miss Xiaohuan, who is simple and innocent, always silly but kind-hearted...

That small courtyard and everything in Liu Meng are things that she can never give up or forget in this life.

How are they now?

When she left, Master Ruyi was pregnant. The child should be almost three years old now. I don’t know if it’s a boy or a girl...

Is Master Li Yi still so afraid of Master? I don’t know how his relationship with Miss Ruoqing and Miss Zuimo is...

I don’t know if Master still bullies Master Li Yi often, and I don’t know if Master has ever fought for Princess Mingzhu. She doesn’t know even more------if Master still blames her?

She turned her head and looked in a certain direction. She knew that they were now in Shuzhou, which was separated from this place by a chaotic land. But this was a distance that she would never be able to cross in her lifetime...

Under the Thorn Ridge, shadows swayed and there were countless flames.

At the front of the crowd, two generals on horseback kept their eyes on the dark mountain road.

One of them turned his head and said, "General, we have to wait for another night. Why don't we let them camp here first?"

"No need." A man next to him waved his hand and said, "Attack at midnight!"

"Attack at midnight?" The man was stunned and asked in disbelief, "But didn't His Majesty issue an imperial decree that the princess and Prince Jing could not be hurt..."

"I don't know what imperial decree..." The man in armor grinned and whispered, "I only know that the secret letter His Majesty gave me said that no one should be left alive!"