Ye Xuemei knew that the prison knife was a person from the Dark Night Camp, and in the process of their long-term training, there was no right or wrong except for listening to the master's orders. As long as it threatens them or annoys them, they are likely to have murderous intentions, and if so, Rong Xiang will be in danger.

After a short time, the prison knife had already boiled the fish soup, and soon brought the steaming fish soup to Gongliang Yuzhi, and he said: "Lord Wang, the soup is ready, drink it while it's hot!" ”

Gongliang Yuzhi glanced at the fish soup, but did not take it, but said to the prison knife: "Let's bring the fish soup to the girl first!" ”

The prison knife was slightly stunned, although he was extremely reluctant, but he still served the fish soup to Ye Xuemei according to the words of the good word.

He said, "Girl, please drink soup!" ”

When he talked to Ye Xuemei, he only called her girl, and did not call himself a subordinate. Because in his concept, only in front of his master is a subordinate, not in front of others.

After Ye Xuemei took the fish soup, she smiled faintly: "The craftsmanship of the prison knife must be excellent, and this soup must be very delicious." ”

But the prison knife did not care, he said: "The girl has not tasted it, how can she know that this soup is delicious?" Besides, the prison knife is just a rough man, and cooking is not a strong point. I'm afraid the girl is going to praise it! ”

Ye Xuemei took a sip of the snow-white and thick fish soup, and continued to say with a smile: "In this mountain forest, the food that can be made and eaten must be excellent. What kind of rough man is there in the prison knife, in my eyes, he is actually a person with a heart as fine as a hair. ”

After listening to Ye Xuemei's praise for him, the prison knife said, "If the girl likes it, drink more!" With that, he turned back to the place where the fish was boiled, and once again scooped a bowl of soup for Gongliang Yuzhi.

This night, there was thunder outside, silver snakes danced wildly, and the raindrops crackled all night. Thanks to having such a place to stay, you can barely shelter from the wind and rain, if not, not to mention Ye Xuemei, I'm afraid that even a man like Wu Ming will not be able to withstand it and be infected with the wind cold.

In the middle of the night, after the rain had subsided a little, the prison knife that was huddled beside Gongliang suddenly opened its eyes. He looked at Ye Xuemei and Rong Xiang, who were sleeping on the side, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

After staring at them for a while, just as he was about to close his eyes, he suddenly felt a cold, attentive gaze staring at him.

Although it was in the dark, the prison knife had been trained in the dark night camp since he was a child, so in such a night, his facial features and six senses were much stronger than others, and he could naturally feel things that ordinary people could not feel.

He wondered in his heart, could it be that Ye Xuemei found out that he was looking at her? He looked in the direction of Ye Xuemei and Rong Xiang, and found that they both slept deeply, and they didn't notice him at all. If it weren't for them, it wouldn't be the prince and a few other people from the Dark Night Camp, they grew up with themselves since childhood, and they would definitely not be like this. In this way, these individuals are excluded, and that person is left......

After a night of rain, the road had become muddy, and it was quite difficult for everyone to walk on the road. Fortunately, it is not far from the border between the two countries, and there are few pursuers along the way, so there is no such hurry. After two days of walking so slowly, on the third day, we finally came to the border between the two countries.