- Rongshu has reason to believe that only when people are weak or desperate will they pious their wishes on the will of heaven. But the wishes of the weak and desperate are often as illusory as the will of heaven, and it is difficult to achieve reality.

However, no matter what people ask of God, Providence never seems to respond, so people often think that Providence has acquiesced and has an expectation in their hearts rather than no hope at all.

However, after many years of hard work, he only became more determined that whether it was a matter of life or survival, the most reliable thing was in his own hands. Whether it's creating wealth for yourself or giving to others, it always feels deeper to do it yourself.

At the moment before leaving this place, Rong Shu finally left a trace of pity for the little beggar, took out a small coin string made of ten copper coins from the money bag, raised his hand and threw it high.

The string of money flies very high, so when it falls from the air and falls right in the middle of the alley, it is difficult for the people in the alley to tell which direction it was thrown from.

The little beggar picked up the string of money that fell at his feet with a crisp sound, and his tear-misty eyes couldn't help but freeze, and he thought that he was crying badly, and a phantom appeared in front of him. And when he wiped away his tears and identified the ten strings of money again, his tear-stained face suddenly burst into a happy smile again, and said in a strange voice with a slight cry: "Ha, it turns out that God will really drop money, and the matter of pie falling from the sky is not unexistent." ”

Just as he was about to pray for Providence to smash him with this kind of money a few more times, he heard a voice coming from an unknown direction: "If you do something like this today in the future, I will kill you." ”

This cold and phantom voice was handed by Rong Shu with a trace of internal strength, and it was directly delivered into the ear hole of the little beggar without leakage, stabbing his heart and his body trembling.

The fear that seemed to sprout and spread in his heart gradually faded a little. The little beggar suddenly screamed, and tightened the string of money in his hand, as if he had been bitten by a vicious dog. Ran out of the alley.

……

Half an hour ago, the masked woman who escaped from another dark alleyway. First dressed up, she dressed herself as a girl selling eggs, carrying a bamboo basket covered with a piece of broken cloth on a blue background, and walked all the way without stopping, and none of the eggs were sold.

She didn't come out to buy eggs.

She soon came to the gate of a small house, and only glanced at the two janitorial servants guarding the door, who immediately recognized her, and immediately bowed slightly, spread her right hand and made a "please".

She strode in without hesitation.

In the main hall of the house of the small house sat a woman about thirty years old. The woman's black hair was meticulously combed and tightly arranged at the back of her head, which proved that she was married. But her face is still beautiful, her pupils are black and white, there is no wrinkle at the corners of her eyes, and the skin on her face is as delicate as a girl, which looks even more vivid against the background of exquisite makeup.

But her spirit was obviously a little tense at the moment, so she sat very upright. There were four maids standing beside her, but she did not call one of them to pinch her shoulders and beat her legs. Even the misty spring tip in her hand. She only took a sip when she was handed it by the servant, and then she held it in her hand all the time.

Her sleek nails were delicately smeared with brightly colored flower oil, which was supposed to add a little sparkle to her hands. But at this moment, these pair of ten fingers seem to be able to cut out the white porcelain tea cup blood.

Looking at the young girl who knelt in front of her feet and wrapped a piece of floral cloth with a blue background around her head, and listened patiently to her finish the matter, a wave of anger rose in the eyes of the noble lady, who was accustomed to showing suppleness.

The lady suddenly slapped the tea cup in her hand on the table beside her, and regardless of Sven's identity, she slapped the tea in the cup more than half a foot high, and a few drops even splashed on the fair and delicate skin of one side of her cheek. The four maids standing behind them were all shocked, as if the tea was forcibly held on their hearts by their own masters.

After a few moments, the four of them were stunned, and one of them was the first to come to his senses and notice that the table was covered with water stains. There was also a drop on the master's face, and the maid said softly: "Master." Slaves and maidservants serve you to clean your face. As she spoke, she removed from her waist the gentle silk handkerchief steamed with flowers and spices. He rolled his fingers and prepared to wipe the water stains off the lady's face.

Unexpectedly, her hand holding the silk handkerchief was only halfway stretched out, and she was swept back by a noble lady's backhand.

"Stay on the side!" She was finally able to hold some self-cultivation foundations, and she didn't say the rolling word directly. After a slight pause, she immediately snorted: "You guys, all go and stay aside!" ”

"Yes..."

The four maids standing behind the noble lady looked at them with expressions of worry for their masters, but who knew what they actually thought, and they were afraid to avoid them.

The sound in the house was loud enough that the two guards standing at the door could of course hear it, and they immediately retreated away on their own and went to the front yard to wait. The people inside and outside the house were scattered, except for the noble lady and the woman with the cloth on her head.

The noble lady sat on the chair, and because of her anger, her breath was already confused, and her chest could not stop rising and falling, and it seemed that she could not sit still.

The woman kneeling at her feet lowered her head, and when she went out today, she caused a lot of trouble, not only delaying the time to come back for nearly an hour, but also making the master wait for so long in this humble courtyard, and almost exposing Xingzang! She had no intention of getting up until she received the pardon.

After gasping for a while in silence and annoyance, the noble lady calmed down some of the flames burning in her heart a little, looked at the woman kneeling at her feet, and said with a lingering trace of hatred in her voice: "I didn't expect that there would be such a day when you would change the words of this palace without the permission of this palace." Qingxia, you have disappointed this palace too much! Do you know that by doing this, this has made Hongu's heart ache more than anger. ”

The palace people who have served Concubine De know that Concubine De has two palace maids who rely on her, and these two palace maids are almost close to each other, and there is no one else who can replace Concubine De's favor. As for the reason why Concubine De treated these two people so differently, the old lady in the palace who understood them well knew very well that they were indeed irreplaceable, because the two of them walked in the palace for Concubine De one by one. One is a pair of eyes that Concubine De put outside the palace.

To be more precise, compared with Cuichun, the personal maid in the main palace, Concubine De should rely more on the Qingxia who walked outside the palace. Not for anything else. It seems that because Concubine De is holding something outside the palace, it is inconvenient for her to handle it directly. In the distance between the palace and the outside of the palace, it is all up to this person to stabilize the long line.

Concubine De is the noble lady sitting in a private house in front of her, who is angry and has a broken demeanor.

And the young woman kneeling at her feet, motionless like a stone sculpture, was that Qingxia.

Three years ago, Qingxia was ordered by Concubine De to leave the palace to track someone's whereabouts and chase them to the north, thousands of miles away.

She was delayed there for nearly three years. During this period, there was very little correspondence with Kyoto. Even in the third year, she had a period of six months without hearing from her. However, Concubine De, who lived in the deep palace, did not slow down her trust in her at all, and when she figured out that she might be in big trouble, she sent someone to find a response.

Concubine De said to this personally: Even if the body is found, it must be transported back for burial.

The result of the search was, of course, that after all kinds of difficulties and dangers, Qingxia was finally rescued alive from there, and Concubine De paid another girl who had been trained for many years to go in.

But what Concubine De never expected was that she spent a lot of money to rescue Qingxia, and as soon as she came back, she did something against her, which made her shocked and angry.

Is it really to keep a person out of control for too long? This person inevitably loses some things that should be kept, but instead grows some thoughts that should not be there?

Concubine De thought so in her heart, looking at the one in front of her who was kneeling with her head down. But the woman, whose shoulders were obviously much thinner than before, felt some pity in her heart, knowing that this girl she had raised from a child to such a big girl with her own hands had suffered a lot in the three years she had gone to the north, but she had a lingering suspicion in her heart, and a little bit of pity that ate her.

She suddenly felt itching in her heart, and coughed.

Hearing Concubine De's cough, Qing Xia, who was kneeling, suddenly raised her head, and a trace of worry from the bottom of her heart appeared in her eyes. said a little anxiously: "Master, if you are angry, sprinkle it on Qingxia." You can hit it and kick it a few times. Just don't be angry with your own body! ”

Concubine De couldn't help but be moved when she heard this, and for a while she felt that the servant in front of her, who had just returned after being away for three years, had not changed, but she was too careful. Somehow, the strange itch in her heart worsened, and the cough increased again.

Qing Xia looked at this scene, and her heart was even more anxious. Compared to the Cui Chun who walked in the palace, Qingxia is a person whose mouth is not decorated with oily decorations, and she is only good at taking practical actions.

So as soon as she gritted her teeth, she suddenly raised her hand and pulled it her cheek!

"Smack!"

Although Qing Xia's slap was slapped on his face, he didn't have half of the force, and he only took it stiffly.

She followed someone to the Northlands, where she spent three years in that rough and rough place, and endured a lot of hardships. I was finally picked up about a month ago, and now I am much thinner than when I went three years ago, and my already not plump body is even more rugged.

Her already narrow cheeks were as if another layer had been cut off by a knife, and her cheekbones were a little protruding. Although she also ate a lot of nourishing food after coming back and raised her well for more than half a month, she still didn't see any more meat on her body, and she still had a body like dry wood. People who saw her three years ago can't help but feel frightened when they look at her now.

The palm of the hand, which was also so thin that the bones protruded, slapped on such a thin face with almost only one skin left, and a bright red palm print quickly seeped out of the skin of Qing Xia's side face, which made people feel a little sad to look at.

"What are you doing here?" Looking at the woman kneeling in front of her feet slapping herself, Concubine De was also slightly surprised. After being stunned for a moment, she waved her hand lightly and said, "You get up." Since you are my person, you should not hurt yourself so lightly in the future. ”

Hearing the master's words of forgiveness, Qingxia didn't immediately get up according to the words, she hesitated a little, the master's love turned too quickly, and this forgiveness came a little suddenly.

Noticing her expression, Concubine De raised her eyebrows condescendingly and said, "Do you still need to wait for the palace to help you up?" ”

Qing Xia finally got rid of the suspicion in her heart and stood up according to her words. Her legs were a little paralyzed because she had been kneeling for a long time, and when she just stood up, her body couldn't stop staggering.

Concubine De's corner of her eyes also noticed this detail, and she was silent for a while. She commanded again, "Find a place to sit down yourself." ”

Qing Xia knew Concubine De's temper, so in the face of her master's grace, she didn't push it away with a lie. It's a very direct promise. However, of course, it is impossible for her to be ignorant of the rules of identity. So instead of sitting on the round chair with carved peony amphorae on the side of the house, she moved a low, four-legged pine stool and sat in the corner of the room. When the master looked at her, he still held a condescending angle.

After Qingxia sat down, Concubine De suddenly sighed, and said softly in her voice: "I really can't imagine that there have been such powerful people hidden outside the Song Mansion. ”

At the mention of this, Qing Xia lowered her head again. His voice was full of guilt, and he said, "This is all Qingxia's negligence and dereliction of duty. ”

Concubine De's feelings at this time were much calmer than just now, and in the face of problems, her thinking was naturally more rational. Hearing Qing Xia accuse again, she didn't mean to be angry again, but said lightly: "The main responsibility for this matter does not lie with you, and it hasn't been long since you came back, so it's normal that there will be omissions in your understanding of that mansion." If you want to talk about the person who should be punished, it should be the girl of Bai Peach! She stayed in that house for more than three years, and the palace also left her a few helpers. Mixed in the house, she is still careless! ”

I think of the shadow man who is very good at tracking, and once he sticks it, he can't seem to get rid of it. Qingxia still has palpitations until now. Hearing that Concubine De was going to blame Bai Tao for the shadow man's matter, Bai Tao hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but explain: "Please forgive Qingxia for saying more." In Qing Xia's opinion, the shadow man's means are extremely high, in terms of tracking and concealment skills, his body is close to a ghost, but I don't know what his martial arts will be if he fights him directly. But based on this alone, it would not be difficult for him to avoid the white peach. ”

Concubine De heard the meaning of pleading for Bai Tao in Qingxia's words. If it weren't for the fact that she was in a calmer mood now, and was thinking rationally about today's unplanned little accident. She's probably going to get restless again.

After frowning slightly and pondering for a moment, Concubine De slowly asked, "According to your words." His tracking skills are so powerful, he may have been following you before you even knew it, but he didn't mean to do anything to you in advance? ”

"I'm afraid so." Qing Xia nodded, she thought about the experience of being entangled by the shadow man for half an hour and couldn't get rid of it again, and then said: "If he had wanted to do it earlier, Qing Xia would probably be seriously injured if he didn't die today, because I'm still not sure when and where he tracked me." But he didn't do so, until I deliberately led him into a winding alley with a winding front and back, and a closed left and right end, and I stood face to face with him, and he didn't even have the intention of drawing his weapon. ”

At this point, before the meaning was finished, Qing Xia suddenly paused, because what she was about to say next might poke Concubine De's anger again.

After taking a deep breath, Qing Xia finally spoke again, and said in the most gentle tone possible: "This shadow man's purpose for doing this is obvious, if I don't find him today, then your plan, master, may be completely shattered today." ”

As soon as Qing Xia's words fell, Concubine De's brows suddenly jumped.

Among the servants beside Concubine De, I'm afraid that Qing Xia dared to say this to her so bluntly. Concubine De also knows that Qingxia is this character, and the rare thing is that Concubine De is willing to tolerate this girl. Even if another girl who was valued by Concubine De came to her, she couldn't get such leniency.

However, as soon as he finished saying this, Qing Xia's heart still couldn't help but be shocked. Even if she knew that Concubine De would probably not blame her, she was still afraid of her master's anger.

Concubine De's treatment of Qingxia is really a little different, she just snorted coldly when she heard this, and only said in a quiet voice: "Your speculation sounds very convincing at first glance, but this palace suddenly thought of a person, thinking of his style of doing things, then what you said may not be true." ”

Just when Concubine De's words mentioned the word "one person", someone seemed to suddenly break into the front yard outside the hall, stirring up a noisy sound.

The dozen or so guards that Concubine De brought with her out of the palace this time were originally guarding the front yard, but the two people in the hall only heard that the sound of them preparing to draw the sword of the protector was unusually short, as if the handle of the knife had just left the leather sheath, and it was attacked by an external force in the extreme time and slapped back.

The knife could not be drawn, and the front yard soon resounded with the dull sound of fists hitting each other, and it seemed to be mixed with the sound of several bones breaking. It wasn't clear, but the chilling sounds of the fight didn't last long. In the end, it ended in the muffled snort of several people, and the whole process was only fast enough for Concubine De in the hall to finish the last half of the sentence.

Qingxia Huo Ran stood up and took a step towards the door of the hall. Intended to stop the rude offender.

Concubine De was still sitting on her chair, when there was a noise in the front yard just now. Her eyes only rose and fell slightly. She is a person close to the emperor, and she has even seen the big scene of a group of assassins attacking His Majesty many times, and her mind has already developed a certain amount of toughness. What's more, the person who came to attack today came in from the main entrance, not a sneak attack, and Concubine De was sitting in the main seat in the hall, and looking out of the door from the angle where she was, she saw some clues at a glance, and she had a certain number in her heart.

The guards of Concubine De in the front yard had all been subdued by the entourage brought by the uninvited guest within three moves. Either the limbs were clamped down, or they were simply knocked unconscious.

And this uninvited guest seems to be familiar with this kind of thing, and he doesn't need to take a second look at it at all, and only hands over all the obstacles in front of him to his subordinates. From the moment he crossed the threshold of the front yard gate, he strode straight as if there was a smooth road in front of him.

He really didn't get in the way.

Although there were only four followers he brought today, all of them were veterans with profound martial arts and experience in today's scene, he only needed to take his direction, and these four followers would naturally open the way for him.

An uninvited guest in a wide cloak strode up the stone-slab straight in the front yard of the small house, and quickly stepped over the threshold of the main hall. There was a slight pause in the position of one step away from Qingxia.

Qing Xia was about to make a move—even if she had already indirectly seen from the retinue brought by this person that this person had a good background, she would swear to protect the Lord to the death. But it was at this moment that she heard Concubine De's order: "Stop!" ”

Qing Xia swung her hand knife into the air, and when she was still an inch away from the neck of this uninvited guest, she couldn't help but be slightly stunned. It wasn't because she heard Concubine De's order to stop it in time, but because she had seen this person's face clearly with a single step and recognized his identity.

"Ahh I didn't expect this great man to come here suddenly in this way, Qing Xia's surprise was indescribable, and the strength of her kneeling was as heavy as a hammer stone because of her loss of mind. His knees slammed into the ground on the slab, making a dull "thump".

But she had no time to feel the pain in her knees. Lying on the ground, she only had time to shout: "Cheap maid to meet the Prime Minister!" ”

The knuckles of the knuckles were lifted up, and the bucket hat that was low on the head was lifted. Shi Jing's well-maintained face, which looked like a prime of life, was revealed. The red glow on his face, which had seen through his muscular physique, became more vivid in the movement along the way, which made the slight wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and mouth even more indistinguishable.

It's really hard for outsiders to see that he's five out of fifty by now. At first glance, when others looked at the prime minister, they all unconsciously wanted to be ten or eight years old, and only his guards would know how much health care his master was.

And only Shi Jing's henchmen and guards really understand that Master Shi cherishes his body so much, it is not as simple as just liking the way of cultivation. He wanted to live longer, after all, for the great cause he had been planning for many years.

Looking at the current emperor, he is in the prime of life, and his subordinates are full of talents, and there are rookies rising up, and the talent is getting closer. Nowadays, from the perspective of financial and manpower, Nanzhao is obviously being absorbed and gathered by this emperor, and has the sign of being held tightly by him and let his mind make it. Waiting by the side of such a king to cooperate with his governance, Shi Jing knew very well in his heart that his advantages were not enough to meet him head-on, and his biggest disadvantage in age must be protected step by step.

Shi Jing sometimes had the illusion that maybe Wang Chi didn't need to use any means against him, as long as he never let him have a chance to touch the military power, he could kill him in the phase. In another fifteen years, he will be seventy, perhaps from a poor background, and his health is not very good, he will not live to that age. But on the other hand, Wang Chi will be in his early fifties in another fifteen years, and with the physical background he has trained in his military career, it may be enough to be an emperor for another ten years.

Looking at the hundreds of years of history of the previous dynasty, there are many heroes who lost to Shouyuan and died of sudden illness on the road to the officialdom, and even on the road to the territory of the country. Although this kind of defeat makes onlookers feel a little unwilling. But this is a fact that cannot be ignored.

Shi Jing, who can only be on the defensive at present, will not ignore this point, and the catastrophe of Shouyuan may not be solved.

Taking care of himself is the heaviest preparation he has always made for his Spring and Autumn Cause, and it is the only step that he has done enough. Only then can he have the energy to deal with the heavy business he faces every day, and at the same time take care of many extremely troublesome changes in private affairs.

It's like this incident made by Concubine De today. If you want him to clean up the aftermath again, if you are not careful, it may become a big bad move that will set fire to yourself.

He was almost buried alive by a pile of folds all day today. The emperor suddenly left the palace this afternoon, and after a long delay outside and did not see him back, the ministers of the six ministries put on his desk the folds handed over by dozens of counties in the three subordinate prefectures.

As the prime minister of a dynasty, the emperor gave Shi Jing the special power to read the folds first, but Shi Jing knew very well in his heart that the emperor's decentralization was half-baked. Don't think that you have the opportunity to monopolize power and overthrow the emperor in this way.

When he exercised the power of "first reading", the small chapter that made the decision was definitely not there, and he could only use a blue pen to review it. And when the emperor returns, no matter how busy he is, he will quickly glance at the recitals that have been reviewed by the prime minister, and if he thinks it is inappropriate, he will have to find a reason to overhaul it. Such a potential rule has existed for more than ten years, and the ministers below have also been transparent in their hearts, and they do not regard this blue character as an iron law.

This is the only bit of real power that the emperor has in the civil service after quietly hollowing out the prime minister and losing his hands on the military.

Besides. If the prime minister first looks at the recital, he leaves the handwriting of the approval, rather than seconding the approval in a more fixed mode after the emperor's approval. Between the lines, some of the prime minister's words may reveal some true intentions for the emperor to see.

This right to "read for the first time" is sometimes like a single-plank bridge in Shi Jing's view, and the scenery above is not good. And every time you walk by, you have to be very careful not to slip out of the canoe.

Therefore, Shi Jing, who had been busy at the desk for most of the day, already felt that his brain was a little cloudy, and he almost ignored a major event.

Fortunately, he had taken a break from the study where important state books were placed for a while because of a temporary tea break in the afternoon. One of his guards took advantage of the opportunity and quietly approached to say goodbye. He finally seized the opportunity to save it.

During his office, the interval between being able to leave the Prime Minister's Mansion was very short. He had already run two places in a row in half an hour, making arrangements. But for him, the most important place is still here with Concubine De.

"You retreat to a position where you can't hear the voices from here." Shi Jing casually raised his hand and waved away the woman who was kneeling at his feet, and when he did this, his gaze went straight forward, and he never took his eyes off the face of the noble lady in the main seat in the hall.

……

Compared with the exploration of the unknown correct path before, it is much easier to return to the surface from the twisting passages underground according to the route that has been taken.

It didn't seem to take long for Mo Ye and his group of seven to return to the ground. However, in terms of time, it was only they who felt good about themselves, and by the time they came out of the ground like voles, the sky was already dark.

Among the seven people, the three people in the cottage didn't like it the most, and were a little afraid of this underground trip, so after getting out of the underground space that was always full of suffocating atmosphere, the small and not very bold second child was the first to make a statement, stretched his arms towards the vast sky, and took a big breath: "It's dawn!" ”

It was as if he hadn't just come out of the ground, but as he usually did when he came out of the bed in the morning, exuding some kind of 'wake-up gas'.

However, as the main planner of tonight's incident, Cen Chi had already put away the kind of flirtatious feeling he had when he was underground before, although his face was calm, his two stiff eyebrows were faintly wrinkled.

Mo Ye, who had experienced an encounter in the underground just now, was still full of excitement in her heart at this moment, but after noticing the different color on Cen Chi's face, she gradually sank her heart slightly.

When the master is not there, he will respect his uncle for the time being. Including his arrangement, it must be treated strictly.

"Uncle Shi, what's wrong with you?" Mo Ye hesitated for a moment before asking, "Is there something wrong?" ”

What puzzled Mo Ye again was that after hearing her voice, Uncle Shi's slightly twisted eyebrows suddenly stretched out again somehow, revealing a rare soft expression. said indifferently: "It's nothing, let's go back." ”

Although Cen Chiping treats people gently, strictly speaking. The most common expression on his face belongs to the kind of lukewarm. Not to mention that it will make people angry. But it is also difficult to communicate with people.

At this moment, he suddenly had such a gentle expression, although it was only fleeting, and he quickly returned to his normality, but it really made Mo Ye feel a little uncomfortable. At that moment just now, a thought suddenly popped up in Mo Ye's heart: Uncle...... You'd better continue to be lukewarm to me!

Of course, she didn't really say this openly, it was just a flash of thought in her heart.

She just noticed a very practical problem, and glanced at the timer leak that she was carrying in her hand, which had broken a few holes and overflowed with water. Then she asked again, "Uncle Shi, do you remember this?" ”

Mo Ye's eyes pointed to the water leak, but the meaning of his words pointed to time.

As early as when they began to dig the earth, Cen Chi gave her this task, but later, with several turns in the matter, the timing water leak was used as a shield to block arrows, which did play an important role, but this iron welded kettle was suddenly scrapped its original role. Since the timer is invalid, she has pinned her last hope on her uncle, who has an extremely accurate mental calculation.

"When the crossbow bolts came, I couldn't remember." on the subject. Cen Chi's answer was quite straightforward.

And then, when he spoke again, he said something that everyone present understood and was amazed: "I am actually a person who is very afraid of death." When danger comes, the brain is not very active. ”

Even though his words were so, he said that he was afraid of death, and at first glance, he was quite embarrassed, but a few people present didn't have much contempt, but after a short period of surprise, they couldn't help but sigh. These few people have experienced the test of life and death together just now. Now thinking back to the scene just now when they were targeted by a dozen arrows, or the kind of crossbow arrows that can be fired in bursts, who of them is not afraid? Who hasn't had a mess in their hearts at that moment?

And afterwards. Two iron leaks that had been shot out of holes all over the body also confirmed that the crossbow was a relatively small crossbow. What a powerful catapult power. Whoever was hit twice in the previous environment would be seriously injured even if he was lucky not to die.

For Cen Chi's words, everyone's thoughts were relatively simple and direct, and the major event of life and death had just been experienced together, and no one was in the mood to joke about this at this time.

Mo Ye didn't take the opportunity to pretend to be stupid and make fun of Uncle Shi, but what she was thinking about was more complicated than the others, because she knew what the consequences would be if the calculated time was wrong. This matter was originally explained to her by her uncle before she set off, and it was related to the law of changing patrol posts in the barracks, and it was related to the fact that several of them returned to the camp of the Left Route Army along the way.

They were out of the camp this time, and if they could avoid being discovered, it was best to avoid this trouble.

But now, it's dawn.

Cen Chi casually glanced at the broken kettle that Mo Ye was carrying, raised his eyelids slightly, and looked at the light of the sky, a faint smile gradually appeared on his face, and he only said: "Originally, I planned to come out at night, so I went back at night, and no one was disturbed." But there will always be times when people make mistakes, and now that it is dawn, they can only go back to the camp directly. ”

Time can't be turned back, and Mo Ye also knows this, but a trace of worry in her heart is still there, so she asked again: "Over there in the barracks, how to explain it?" ”

"I'll explain, if there's any blame, I'll bear it." Cen Chi spoke calmly, as if if there was really any heavy responsibility coming down next, it would only fall on his head like dust.

Mo Ye is not particularly worried about the size of the responsibility, to put it bluntly, Wang Zhe is estimated to take the initiative to cover up.

It's just that Cen Chi has an extra identity to be treated preferentially, and the rest of the people are different. What Mo Ye was afraid of was that it would affect the future of the dozen or so survivors in the cottage. Can't because of today's incident, drag down the cottage and go back to continue to occupy the mountain as the king and die in the world, right?

Although Mo Ye thought that she couldn't live and die with more than a dozen of them and risk her life, she didn't want to do anything to ruin people's future...... Moreover, this future was already within reach.

After a little hesitation, Mo Ye pointed to Jiang Di, who was already in a semi-comatose state and was supported by Wang Youmin's circle arm, looked at Cen Chi and asked, "It's very tricky to explain when you go out and make people like this, right?" ”-

(To be continued)