This year's winter seems to have come a little earlier, and after a night, the sky is full of snowflakes.

"Where am I?"

Ye Wuwu suddenly sat up from his dream, only to feel a pain all over his body.

"Childe, you're awake, come and wash your face!"

I saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy walking in with a steaming basin of face soup.

"Who are you? What the hell is this place?"

Ye Wuwu looked puzzled, and when he raised his hand, he suddenly found that there was an extra silver inlaid ring on his middle finger.

"That's the kind of son, a girl sent you to this inn and spent a lot of money to let me take care of you......"

The servant said as he soaked the towel in his hand with water.

"Have you ever seen what kind of girl it is?"

Ye Wuwu grabbed the little girl's hand and asked urgently.

"Forehead......" The little guy was startled, and almost knocked over the hot soup on the shelf first, "Don't worry, Childe, I just remember that the girl was veiled and wearing a pink dress." ”

"Okay, thank you!"

Ye Wuwu looked excited, jumped out of bed directly, and ran out of the house with a rolling belt.

"Alas, Childe, it's snowing outside, aren't you going to wear more?"

The little guy looked helpless, and the pot of face soup that was finally boiled was wasted again.

"Xiao Qi!Xiao Qi!Where are you? Where are you?"

Ye Wuwu rushed to the street, shouting as he ran, letting the cold snowflakes hit his face, and the biting chill didn't seem to be so unforgettable at the moment.

"Why are you doing this to me?

Ye Wuwu's cultivation is now exhausted, his body is weak, and he fell into the snow without running a few steps.

The streets were full of people, but no one was willing to come and ask him and help him up.

He buried his head in the snow, let the tears run down the corners of his eyes, and clutched the snow that had taken him a night to pile up, as if all his faith and hope had melted into his hands like this thin snow.

"Hehehe, hahaha......"

The beggar in the corner of the road looked at his embarrassed appearance and couldn't help laughing, revealing a row of dirty teeth.

"Childe, Childe, what are you doing? Get up!"

The little guy just now was not worried about his safety, so he chased him all the way, but saw him lying in the snow.

"Get out!

Ye Wuwu roared like a wounded beast, and no matter how the little guy pulled, he didn't want to get up from the ground.

Seeing this, the little girl's compassion spontaneously arose, and he hurriedly advised: "Childe, it's cold, come back with me, you will freeze to death sooner or later if you lie on your stomach like this outside!"

", I'm a wreck now, and I don't have to worry about you even if I die on this street as a puddle of mud!"

Ye Wuwu scolded with hostility, and a touch of scarlet appeared in his eyes.

In desperation, the little guy had to go back to the inn and bring a quilt to cover his body, although this was not very useful, but it was better than watching him freeze to death outside. And Ye Wuwu's party is a morning.

"Childe, eat something, this porridge was just boiled in the inn, you can drink some!"

The little guy held the steaming white porridge with a smile on his face, scooped a spoonful and sent it to Ye Wuwu's mouth.

"Don't eat! Please don't come and have pity on me! I don't need it!"

Ye Wuwu roared angrily, and knocked the white porridge away with one palm, scattering it all over the ground for a while.

The beggar on the side had their eyes shining, and they lay on the ground and licked their food as if they had seen a treasure.

"Childe, you!" said the little maid with some displeasure, "if that girl hadn't entrusted me to take care of you, who would have taken care of you! If you don't eat anything, then live like that beggar!"

Ye Wuwu glanced at the smiling beggar, and couldn't help but smile: "It's okay, maybe this is my life......"

"Little Er, do you have any wine?"

"Wine?" the little guy said thoughtfully, and immediately said happily, "Yes, yes, wait a minute, I'll get it for you." ”

Drinking wine this winter can warm up your body, and if Ye Wuwu can drink some wine, he will not freeze to death.

After a while, I saw the little guy running from a distance with two pots of soju.

But at this moment, a carriage came galloping from the other side, and three sturdy horses ran faster and faster under the whipping of the coachman.

"Get out of the way!

The coachman roared as he rode his horse.

Seeing that it was the official car of the imperial court, the people on both sides of the road were so frightened that they avoided it again and again.

"Get out of the way, don't you want to live, stinky beggar!"

Seeing Ye Wuwu, who was lying motionless on the ground not far away, the coachman scolded angrily.

Seeing this, the little guy was startled, and in a hurry, two pots of soju accidentally fell and shattered to the ground.

"Childe!"

The little guy yelled, and he didn't know where he got the strength, and he rushed to Ye Wuwu's side with a strong stride, pushing him away, but he was swept under the galloping carriage.

Seeing this scene, Ye Wuwu was stunned, and seemed to be sober a lot for a moment.

After the carriage drove away, the surrounding people gathered around, looking at the young man who fell in a pool of blood, and sighed one by one.

"Tut-tut, it's so miserable!"

"It's so pathetic! He's a kid!"

"These people in the court are so hateful! The lives of our ordinary people are like mustard in their eyes!"

......

Ye Wuwu stared, struggled to get up from the ground, and his legs were numb and did not obey the call, but he still tried to control his body balance, staggering through the crowd of onlookers.

"Hey, wake up!"

Ye Wuwu roared, sat down on the ground in panic, and hugged the bloody little guy with a trembling hand, he had already lost his breath at this time......

The onlookers gradually left, Ye Wuwu was blank, wrapped the previous quilt around the little beggar, and hugged him to lean against the old beggar in the abandoned alley.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the streets, and the old beggar's smile gradually froze in the snow.

The snowdrifts continued to slide down the eaves and smashed on Ye Wuwu's head, dyeing his white hair whiter and whiter, and the cold wind filled the alleys, as if the whole world had fallen silent at this moment.

"General Zhao, don't you think that portrait looks like a major general?"

A group of guards patrolling the city slowly walked through the cold street, and one of the soldiers suddenly pointed at Ye Wuwu at the mouth of the abandoned alley and exclaimed.

"Huh?"

Zhao Renjie was slightly stunned, and when he looked at it, a familiar face suddenly came into view.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

He said excitedly, and immediately led his men to run over.

"Major General wake up, Major General wake up!"

At this time, Ye Wuwu had already fainted from the cold, and even his eyebrows were covered with a layer of ice, but this could not suppress Zhao Renjie's joy.

"Quick, you legs and feet are nimble, hurry back to the house to tell the old general the good news!"

Zhao Renjie commanded again and again.

"General, what about this little guy's corpse and this old beggar?"

One soldier couldn't help but ask. At this time, the old beggar was so cold that he curled up in the corner, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

"Let's find a place to bury the corpse, take the old beggar back to the house, and give him something to eat to warm up. It is estimated that there will be heavy snow tonight, and if he is thrown outside, he will definitely not survive tonight, no matter what, it will be a human life. ”

Zhao Renjie said slowly.

In the general's mansion, Baili Changkun was pacing back and forth anxiously, two days had passed, and Xiao'er still had no news, how should this be.

"Report!"

At the same time, an urgent report came, alarming the entire General's Mansion.

Baili Changkun's body was shocked, and he hurriedly went out, only to see the messenger running in with a happy face.

"But Yao'er has news?"

General Zhao is on his way back home with the young general at the moment!"

"Great!"

Baili Changkun sighed excitedly, a hanging heart finally settled, the whole person was relieved, and a long-lost smile appeared on his vicissitudes of life.