Poor Lady

"What? Zhuo Fan disappeared?" Yi Lun glared at his subordinates and asked, "When did he disappear?"

"last night."

"Missing last night, did you report it today?"

Hu Cong bowed his head and replied: "Last night, the young patriarch just rushed back to the camp, exhausted, and his subordinates dare not disturb him."

"Can someone be sent to hunt him down?" There was a storm in Yi Lun's eyes. Although he knew that Zhuo Fan was not sincerely cooperating with him, he suddenly heard the news of her fleeing, and he chose to flee when Bo Ya was suffering. Playing with the feeling of betrayal made him angry.

"Yes, Zhuo Fan just disappeared, and his subordinates sent two teams to search along the way, but no trace has been found so far."

Yi Lun frowned and pondered, Zhuo Fan left Bo Ya, he must have wanted to rush back to the customs, in the sparsely populated Western Regions, if no one leads the way, people who are not familiar with the environment can easily get lost. If Zhuo Fanruo really fled in the direction of Weiguo, it is impossible for his people to track him unless he did not flee to the gate.

"Continue searching, not necessarily to the east, you need to pay attention to other directions." When Yi Lun issued this order, he did not know that Qi Surong did not actually leave Boya, but changed into the clothes of Boya women to hide In the inner camp, he accompanied Dr. Tut and Gu Jinyun to take care of the wounded.

Since Yi Lun attacked the Qingying Allied Forces, there have been conflicts between the two sides, and casualties have continued to increase, but there are only two or three real doctors, so most of the married women in the Boya ethnic group took over the work of caring for the wounded.

Qi Surong changed into Boya costumes, uglified her appearance, and successfully hid in the treatment camp under the cover of Jin Yun.

Another benefit of taking care of the wounded is that the battle situation can be resolved in the first place. After dozens of days, the battle between Boya and Qingying became intensified, and the situation was slightly unfavorable for Boya, and Yi Lun finally gave up the search for Zhuo Fan.

Gu Jinyun and Qi Surong knew that the opportunity was ripe, and they took advantage of Yi Lun to leave the camp. Before leaving, Gu Jinyun left a letter to Dr. Tut, saying that he had recovered his consciousness and was eager to find his family, so he said goodbye in a hurry. For Dr. Tut's kindness, Gu Jinyun will keep it in his heart, and he will definitely return it in the future. He is well aware of Tut's personality, free and easy, never participating in the battles of various ethnic groups, only focusing on medical skills. Gu Jinyun's departure only made him a little confused and regretful, and then he left it behind.

Gu Jinyun has lived in the Western Regions for more than a year and knows the route well. Originally, everything went smoothly. Who would have thought that when passing through the Lamburo Lake, he encountered the patrolling soldiers of the Shang clan.

In Qi Surong's memory, the Shang tribe was only a small tribe and did not participate in the alliance, which was one of the reasons why she supported Jin Yun in choosing this escape route. If it was a previous life, the patrolmen of the Shang clan would definitely not embarrass the two travelers, but because of the battle between Boya and Qingying, all the clans in the Western Regions have entered a state of alert, and any idlers will be subject to interrogation.

Before, in order to facilitate his escape, Qi Surong still dressed as a man, while Jin Yun shaved all his beards to restore his handsome face, and he was no longer stupid when he was silent.

The two were brought into the Shang Clan camp, and the person in charge of interrogating them was a Shang Clan Dagan (equivalent to a big leader).

"Who are you? Where did you come from? Where are you going?"

Gu Jinyun replied: "The two of me are followers of the caravan. We just made a deal with the brothers of the Hu Xia clan, and we are about to rush back to the customs."

"Which caravan, what business?"

"Yancheng Wu family, cloth and porcelain." Qi Surong said. The Yancheng Wu family had met her in Guannei, and although they had never cooperated, there was no doubt that they had business dealings with the Western Regions. Choosing to answer cloth porcelain is for safety and to avoid expensive gold and silver transactions attracting the coveting of the other party.

"Oh? Yancheng Wu's family, what proof is there?" Da Gan's expression softened a little, obviously he had heard of this firm.

Qi Surong replied, "I don't have any evidence on my body."

"No credentials?" Dagan frowned.

"Don't worry, sir, although there is no proof, there is a quasi-business document signed by the official." Qi Surong took out the document and presented it with both hands.

Dagan took it over and looked at it, and continued to ask: "The document is not fake, but if you have the document, why don't you have a certificate of business name?"

"The two of me are just entourages, responsible for delivery and ordering and sending letters. The main handover is the responsibility of the steward, so there is no certificate."

This reason is also reasonable. Da Gan returned the documents to them, and said coldly: "It's an extraordinary period recently. I can't let you go casually. You stay here first, and when the situation is clear, I will let you go."

Jin Yun and Su Rong looked at each other and smiled bitterly in their hearts. They finally left Bo Ya, but they were trapped in the Shang family.

Seeing their expressions of interest, Dagan comforted them kindly: "You can rest assured that my people will not embarrass you, and you can leave in half a month at most."

Half a month, who knows if Elun will find time to arrest them? However, this is the end of the matter, and it is useless to be anxious, and can only stay in the Shang Clan for a while.

The camp of the Shang tribe is only one mile away from the Lamburo Lake. Compared with Boya, it is a little less chilling and more peaceful, and a little more peaceful.

Just as the Dagan said, Surong and Jinyun were not made trouble, but they were not allowed to move around at will. Usually, the cost of eating and drinking is almost the same as that of ordinary clansmen, and when they are in high spirits at night, they will be invited to participate in a bonfire party.

Su Rong and Jin Yun have been on vigilance all this time and dare not be careless. Now in the Shang tribe, they have gotten a rare respite.

Jin Yun and the Shang people competed in wine and fistfights, horse racing and martial arts, and soon they were integrated into their camp. And Qi Surong is a woman after all, and she always keeps a certain distance from them, but she has extensive knowledge and will not make people feel boring. After a few days, the two made a group of siblings.

"That girl Ale seems to have a good impression of you." In the tent, Qi Surong leaned on the blanket and looked at the man who was grooming with a half smile.

Jin Yun made a "uh" and didn't answer.

Qi Surong stretched out her foot to rub against his calf, and said casually, "She is very beautiful."

Jin Yun paused, put down the towel, undressed silently, then sat on the cushion and started to take off his shoes.

"Why don't you talk?" Qi Surong rubbed her toes against his waist again.

Jin Yun suddenly grabbed her ankle, dragged her body, and in a low voice, pressed down on her.

"Jin..." The voice behind was blocked, and the tongue penetrated into the mouth, sweeping recklessly.

Jin Yun untied her hair bun, lifted the front of her clothes, revealing the tightly bound corset inside, her fingers paused for a moment, then quickly released the knot, and untied the corset in circles.

"No, what if someone comes in?" Qi Surong's cheeks were slightly red, and she covered her chest with both hands.

"It's quiet at this time, who is going to disturb people's dreams?" Jin Yun's voice was hoarse, he pushed her hand away, and completely tore the corset away, and a pair of snow-white jade rabbits jumped into his eyes immediately.

His eyes were hot, and he bowed his head.

Qi Surong let out a low breath, brushed her hands over the scar on the man's back, with pity in her eyes, her body relaxed, and she unreservedly catered to the man's movements.

Jin Yun's breathing became more and more rapid, and he was able to remain sane before entering. After entering, his movements gradually became wild from slow to fast.

At this moment, the footsteps of patrolmen came from outside the tent. Qi Surong bit her lower lip, not daring to cry out. Jin Yun slowly pulled out, and then rushed forward again.

Qi Surong covered her mouth and glared at him fiercely. The corners of Jin Yun's mouth raised slightly, pulled her hand away, and pursed her lips. The two bodies were tightly entangled, and the mattress made a regular rubbing sound.

It was dark and deserted outside the tent, and inside the tent, spring was full of colors.

The next day, Qi Surong had a sore back and lay on the bed without getting up.

Jin Yun kissed her back and said softly, "Sorry, I couldn't control it."

After two years of separation, the moment I touched her, I realized that I was deeply in love.

Qi Surong rolled over and wrapped around his neck, kissed him back, and said with an angry smile, "I'll forgive you this time. If I'm so unrestrained next time, I won't forgive you."

"Next time?" Jin Yun's eyes were dark, and his big hand reached into the quilt.

Qi Surong immediately sat up and pushed him: "Help me bring my clothes, I have to change my face quickly, it will be bad if someone finds out."

"Well." Jin Yun secretly regretted.

After getting things done, the two of them cleaned up and walked out of the tent.

Jin Yun looked up and suddenly saw a person walking by in the distance.

"That's it?" Qi Surong whispered, "Is it a member of the Qingying clan?"

Jin Yun nodded, and the other party's felt hat had feathers unique to the Qingying tribe.

"I'm afraid they came to the Shang Clan to form an alliance." Jin Yun frowned. In the information he collected, the Shang clan is not currently in the alliance, but it is unknown whether it will be shaken in the future.

Although Qi Surong could not remember the names of all the allied tribes, he was sure that the Shang clan was not among them, because someone in later generations revealed that the chief of the Shang clan and the former leader of Qingying had an inseparable feud. The Shang clan would rather exterminate the clan than agree to form an alliance with it.

Compared with Jin Yun's worries, Qi Surong was a little more confident.

Sure enough, it didn't take too long, and the messenger of the Qingying clan was taken out of the main business. The man angrily rebuked the Shang people for not knowing what to do, with threats in his words.

Jin Yun was a little puzzled: "The Shang Clan are just a small tribe, they actually have the guts to be the enemy of Qing Ying?"

Qi Surong pondered for a while, and said with a little reservation: "I heard that the Shang family has an enemy with Qingying, and it is unlikely that they will form an alliance."

"Oh?" Jin Yun glanced at her and didn't ask the source. These days, he has had a deep understanding of his wife's methods, whether it is the clever disguise technique, the rich business experience, or the unchanging temperament, all of which are convincing.

Thinking of the reasons for her rapid growth, Jin Yun felt a pain in her heart and held her hand tightly.

"If that's the case, we might as well push the boat with the current." A glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Qi Surong was stunned for a moment, then said, "Do you mean..."

"That's right, as you think."