"Huangsha City is in the middle of nowhere, and there is an endless desert outside, so what if we take away three days' rations? It's always a dead end, so it's better to fight! ”

"Yes, it's a fight, it's just a life, just lose it."

"Even if we want to blame it, we can only blame this thief, God didn't leave us a way to live."

The chaotic discussion sounded again, unlike before, this time no one was complaining, and no one was piling all the burdens on Qi Changrong.

They comforted each other, sometimes laughing, sometimes with tears on their faces.

The pair of cloudy and godless eyes, and the thin and sallow body, all show that they have really reached a desperate situation now.

Take three days of food and wander in the desert, and they may still have a chance to live.

But when it comes to the real life and death, they are still willing to believe in Qi Changrong, who came from thousands of miles away.

Looking at this scene, Qi Changrong only felt a stalk in his throat, and suddenly lost his voice, unable to say anything.

She seemed to have returned to her previous life, and saw those people in the imperial capital who would rather die than surrender.

Pei Ji's eyes were slightly moist, and he was extremely comforted in his heart.

It is gratifying Qi Changrong's courage to take responsibility, and it is also gratifying the transformation of the people.

When the people who were surrounded at the door of the mansion consciously dispersed, Han Yu, who had been hiding in the corner and did not dare to speak out, suddenly spoke: "Your Highness is planning to write a letter at this time, so that Taifu's students can help......

Under Qi Changrong's transparent and clear gaze, his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally completely silenced.

"Is this the result that Mrs. Yang wants?" Qi Changrong's eyes were deep, thinking of Yang Yishu, who was in the imperial capital thousands of miles away, and let out a chuckle: "Yang Taifu is the cornerstone of the country, deeply loved by the people, I thought he should be as tall as bamboo, but now it seems that he is nothing more than that, he is mired in the quagmire of the world, and he can't leave freely." ”

The court is changing and unpredictable, and everyone is fighting for their own personal interests and calculating.

Jiang Bowen is like this, and Yang Yishu is no exception.

Qi Changrong was deliberate, his words were sharp, and he was ruthless.

Reliving a life, of course she knows Yang Yishu's nature, but at this time, it is not enough for her to know, she wants everyone to know that Yang Yishu is not as perfect as they imagined.

Not to mention that she didn't plan to bow her head, even if Yang Yishu suddenly woke up and wanted to give all the reserve food, it wouldn't change the fact that he was becoming more and more notorious.

The one who hates the most, and the first one who bears the brunt is Pei Ji.

At this moment, Pei Ji should be eager to eat his flesh and blood.

This hatred will always be pressed in his heart, and when he returns to Beijing smoothly one day, Yang Yishu's troubles will really begin.

Pei's mansion was shrouded in a dark cloud.

No one knew Qi Changrong's plans, and when she was at the gate of the mansion, what she said was also specious, and she neither admitted nor denied it when facing Han Yu's inquiry, and even Pei Ji couldn't guess what she really thought.

After throwing Han Yu behind him, the two walked to the study, and when Qi Changrong wrote a letter, Pei Ji finally had a chance to speak: "Is Your Highness planning to use the batch of grain raised by Yang Yishu first?" ”

"No, I didn't plan to use it before, and I don't plan to use it now."

"Then what you said today ......" Pei Ji looked confused, letting him rack his brains to break his head, and he couldn't think of any other way.

"Lonely gold, the words spoken are naturally not fake."

Pei Ji wiped the cold sweat that broke out on his forehead, and was frightened by her habit of talking and panting, but he couldn't help but ask: "Then where do you plan to raise food to cross the difficulties of Huangsha City?" ”

"Hmm......" Qi Changrong paused as he wrote, and only after a long time did he say something that was incompatible: "Lonely will go out of the city tonight, and you will let Fu Xiang prepare an escort team to walk with Lone." ”

When the words fell, the pen moved again.

The cold sweat on Pei Ji's forehead was even more, and he couldn't help but remind: "Your Highness, you just promised the people in the city that they would not abandon them, and now you regret it, is it against the way of a gentleman......

After being interrupted several times, Qi Changrong simply put down the wolf pen and looked at Pei Ji coldly: "Who told you that Lone is going to be a deserter?" ”

"That's not what I meant." Hearing the anger in her words, Pei Ji hurriedly bowed down and pleaded guilty: "The minister just thinks ...... It's not time to go out of the city......"

No matter why you go out of the city, if the news of the East Palace leaving the city reaches the ears of the people, I am afraid that it will be another bloody storm.

"There's nothing to do, there's still something to do." Qi Changrong glanced at him: "Do you think that as long as Lone waits in this city, someone will send food over with a blank eye?" ”

A flash of inspiration flashed in Pei Ji's mind, and he suddenly understood what Qi Changrong meant: "Are you going to go out to find food in person?" ”

"Yes and no." Qi Changrong gave a plausible answer, for her, finding food is not a top priority, she has more important things to do.

However, this cannot be said to Pei Ji, in Pei Ji's heart, there is nothing more important than food now.

Pei Ji hesitated: "If Your Highness leaves, what if the news is accidentally known by the people?" ”

At that time, they must have thought that Qi Changrong had abandoned them.

Qi Changrong said lightly: "The Lone Club will leave Shichun behind, and Lone will not be sick in the house for the past few days, and no one will come to see him." ”

As we all know, Shi Chun is the most favored concubine around her, and she is inseparable on weekdays, even if she wants to escape, she will not leave her favorite concubine in the city.

This is her usual method, who made the prince of the East Palace always weak and sick, under such great pressure, she couldn't bear it, and it was normal for her to be sick.

Pretending to be sick again? Pei Ji's facial muscles lost control and kept twitching.

Although he was in Huangsha City, he never missed the news about the imperial capital.

His Highness may be sick for a third of the year.

As soon as this excuse is thrown out, the people who have a little knowledge will choose to believe it.

In this way, there is no fear of anything.

Just do what he said, after learning of Qi Changrong's plan, Fu Xiang picked out a good soldier from the city, and took advantage of the late night to travel lightly from the back door of Pei's mansion.

The gates of Huangsha City were wide open, and in the middle of the moon, a small and simple carriage slowly drove away from Huangsha City.

The guards were unprecedentedly vigilant, and they all had a heart, even if there was a sudden insect chirping in front of them, it would make them subconsciously nervous.

When the prince of the East Palace came, he was accompanied by many people, but now those people have been sent out one after another, and she is left with a light commander.

There is also Pang Lu who is secretly eyeing her and wants to take her life, how can the guards not be nervous?

Fu Xiang clenched the reins and walked in front with a cold gaze.

The pale silver moonlight shone on the desert, and a gust of wind blew out, and the traces of the carriage passing were instantly covered by new sand.

The desert is very silent, and as far as the eye can see, it is all boundless yellow sand.

There is no shelter around, and this environment is the most suitable for certain things to happen.

Qi Changrong sat in the carriage, his eyes glancing out through the wooden plank.

I don't know how long it took, but the carriage finally left the desert and drove into the lush jungle and onto the wide, clean official road.

The official road is not like a desert, the view here is not wide, and the towering trees are a natural barrier.

Fu Xiang slowed down, walked to the carriage and knocked lightly on the door and window.

His clear voice came from outside: "Your Highness, four hours have passed, do you want to stop and rest for a while?" ”

"Where are you now?"

"There is still about half an hour to go to the First Line of Sky Canyon."

A glimmer of heaven, the fortress of the southeast.

Being able to get here in just four hours shows that they are anxious.

Almost.

Qi Changrong didn't think about it, and replied instead: "Then take a break and rest for a while." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, just because he really didn't know where this highness planned to go.

Along the way, they did what she told them to do, but they didn't have a precise destination, but instead went like headless flies.

It happened that there was a tea shed in front of it, and there was only one white-haired old man with a hunched waist.

Seeing this, Fu Xiang advanced first.

When the old man saw him, he immediately greeted him warmly: "A few sons have been tired all the way, but do you want to sit down and have a cup of tea and rest?" ”

Fu Xiang nodded, reached out and touched the table, his fingertips stained with a thin layer of ash.

His brow furrowed almost instantly.

When the old man saw it, he hurriedly changed a rag to wipe the table clean, and said a little astringently: "There is a lot of wind and sand here, and it has become like this without taking care of it for a day, please don't blame the son." ”

Fu Xiang nodded in understanding.

I wanted to ask the old man what kind of tea was here, but he thought that it was in the middle of nowhere, so he didn't ask anything.

"Prepare a pot of plain water, don't have to do the rest."

The old man raised his eyebrows, smiled in response, then turned around and staggered back into the house.

At this moment, Qi Changrong slowly stepped down from the carriage, she looked at the back of the old man leaving, a ghostly light crossed her eyes, and she didn't say anything for a long time.

After Fu Xiang wiped the chair clean, he said to Qi Changrong: "Your Highness, although this place is simple, it can also be used for us to rest temporarily. ”

"Hmm." Qi Changrong nodded and smiled slightly, as if a breeze was blowing, which was extremely comfortable.

Fu Xiang couldn't help but glance at her more, and his expression was slightly entangled.

This smile was too weak, it was not suitable to appear on Donggong's face, but there was a strange harmony.

But soon, he put the doubts in his heart behind him and went around to investigate.

As for Qi Changrong, she quietly looked at the direction of the thatched house, as if she could see everything inside.

She stretched out her hand, slightly curling her fingers and tapping the table in a rhythmic manner, making a muffled sound.

Soon, a jug of warm water was brought up.

The kettle was placed on the table, and the old man's thin hand appeared in Qi Changrong's eyes, she lowered her eyelids and smiled at the corners of her mouth, as if she was unaware of the surrounding environment.

"Childe, please use it."