Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

On this day, it was a quiet night, and there was a faint sense of tension in the air.

Gu Panxia and Lu Yuan were ready to go back to rest after having dinner with the prince and others.

But they saw Xu Wen waiting in the yard with a man on his back.

Gu Panxia took a closer look and saw Xu Wen and Zhao Bin standing in their yard, seemingly waiting for them to come back.

Mrs. Zhang had been rescued by Xu Wen and Zhao Bin half a month ago. She was seriously injured and is now recuperating at Lao Gu's house.

Since returning after rescuing Mrs. Zhang, Xu Wen has been sent back by Gu Panxia to continue managing Gourmet Meike. He has not seen him during this period. When he saw him today, Gu Panxia had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, as soon as she and Lu Yuan entered the courtyard, they saw Xu Wen running up in a hurry.

"Young Master, girl, something is wrong! Fucheng."

Before Xu Wen finished speaking, Lu Yuan whispered: "If you have anything to do, let's talk about it in the room first!"

As soon as the four of them returned to the house, Gu Panxia couldn't help but ask: "Brother Xu, what did you just say about Fucheng?"

Xu Wen gritted his teeth, closed his eyes slightly and said, "Girl, the gourmet food customers in Fucheng have been burned!"

"What!" Gu Panxia's eyes widened suddenly, and then she said in a deep voice: "Tell me clearly, what exactly happened?"

"I don't know very well. I heard from Xia Jiu and Ah Hui's letter that for some reason last night, Gourmet Meike suddenly started to burn, and even the people in the backyard were on fire."

Xu Wen suddenly gritted his teeth at the end and remained silent.

The color on Gu Panxia's face faded a bit in an instant. She clenched the edge of the table with both hands and said in a trembling voice, "Is that everyone?"

Xu Wen hurriedly shook his head and said: "No, there were still a few who escaped because they went to the village overnight to pick ingredients for the next day."

"How many? There are dozens of gourmet customers in Fucheng, and there are only a few left?"

Gu Panxia slammed her hand on the table, extremely angry.

"Go and find out who did it! If you find out, let me send them all to hell!"

"Pan Xia!"

Lu Yuan frowned, stretched out his hand to hold her finger that had broken its nail because she held the edge of the table too hard, and pulled it to his eyes.

Gu Panxia withdrew her hand, closed her eyes, and asked Xu Wen, "Who are the survivors?"

"There are shopkeeper Ayou and a few boys, but the rest of the people were drugged, and none of them could escape! The fire has been put out, the prefect has had people seal the place, and the bodies have been taken out!"

Even though he didn't see it with his own eyes, Gu Panxia's heart ached as if someone was clutching her.

She thought of the old people and pure children in the backyard, and her eyes instantly turned red.

How great it would be if she sent them all back to the north after the peace in the north!

Even if life in the north is a little more difficult, it won't mean that they will die in vain!

"Panxia, ​​don't do this!"

Lu Yuan couldn't bear to see her in pain, so he hurriedly reached out and half-hugged her into his arms to comfort her in a low voice.

"It's all because of me!" She took several deep breaths before choking and said: "If I hadn't brought them to Fucheng, they wouldn't have died so mysteriously! They escaped the war, but after all You can’t escape death!”

At the end of the sentence, tears fell uncontrollably from her eyes.

Seeing the always tenacious man suddenly shed tears, the three people present felt a little uncomfortable.