There are more displaced people than expected, standing on the city tower and looking at it, the suburbs of the city are crowded, ragged, old people, women, children, men and Wuyangyang are crowded together, and it is almost impossible to find a complete open space.

When Wen Wanrong saw this scene for the first time, she was inexplicably stunned, and trotted behind Qin Yang, unconsciously grabbing the corner of his clothes.

Qin Yang turned around and asked her if she was afraid.

Wen Wanrong hummed softly and whispered, "Qin Yang, I don't like it here, I always feel like someone is staring." ”

She couldn't say what she felt, unlike Jiang Rong's murderous spirit and the knife in his hand, Bianzhou was like a cold lair, knowing that the danger was approaching but helpless, which was even more tormenting.

Qin Yang had long been accustomed to all kinds of dangers, and he didn't feel anything special, but he subconsciously cared a little more about Wen Wanrong: "If you can't bear it, I'll send someone to send you back to Yandu now." ”

Of course it's good to be able to go back, Wen Wanrong asked, "I'll go back, what will you do?" The imperial court only gave three days, I'm leaving, do you have any other plan? ”

Qin Yang disagreed: "The method is what people think, I said that you don't want me to force it." ”

As he spoke, he called for someone to prepare the car.

When Wen Wanrong left, Qin Yang was busy meeting with Song Zhi, looking for local officials to understand the situation and discuss matters, and he had no time to see him off.

For some reason, her heart was empty, and the god sent the ghost to pull the curtain and look at the city tower, and she was stunned.

The next moment, she called for a stop, hurriedly jumped down, and ran back with her skirt.

"I decided not to go." Wen Wanrong panted and found Qin Yang on the city tower.

Qin Yang looked at her puzzled for a moment, and then laughed: "You volunteered to stay, this time Lao Tzu didn't force you." ”

Wen Wanrong nodded vigorously: "I volunteered." ”

After a pause, he asked stupidly: "Qin Yang, are you reluctant to let me go, standing on the city tower just now to see me?" ”

Qin Yang's smile froze, his face changed, and he said expressionlessly: "Lao Tzu has nothing to do, and he still sees it, go for a walk, roll to the flower hall and wait for me." ”

With that, he left.

Wen Wanrong stood in place and wondered, obviously she saw Qin Yang standing on the city tower looking at her, was it wrong?

It may be a mistake, after all, the city tower is so high, it may not be clear to see it, Wen Wanrong thought as she walked, and went to the flower hall honestly.

Qin Yang was busy for another day, and when he went to the flower hall to find someone, Wen Wanrong fell asleep on the tea table.

He guessed that she had not eaten for a day, so he woke her up, took her to eat, and sent her directly to the inn to rest.

Wen Wanrong asked him, what should he do when she went to the inn?

Qin Yang asked her to leave it alone, and just come to the city tower to find him the next day.

Wen Wanrong sighed, and before midnight the next morning, she went to the city tower to find Qin Yang.

Qin Yang and Song Zhi and the people from the government discussed until the second half of the night, and when Wen Wanrong entered, he was napping in the Taishi's chair.

She walked over lightly, Qin Yang didn't wake up, looking at his slightly blue eyes, she was a little distressed, and asked someone for a thin blanket to cover him.

The blanket fell on his body, but Qin Yang woke up, probably having something in his heart, with a look of being ready for battle, he was not in the mood to talk about unrelated topics, so he found Song Zhi, and the three of them talked about the plan while having breakfast.

Wen Wanrong thought that he was going to give her some dangerous task again, but she didn't, Qin Yang only asked her to give porridge with the people of the government at noon, just identify people, and leave the rest to them.

Before the soup kitchen, Qin Yang specially asked her, are your hands so good?

Wen Wanrong moved her finger joints and said that it was not a big problem.

Qin Yang didn't say anything more, telling her not to be afraid, he was in a temporary tent not far away, and he came to him if he didn't feel right.

Wen Wanrong nodded, glanced at his departing back, and subconsciously knew that he would not ignore her this time, inexplicably relieved.

The soup soup took longer than expected, and Wen Wanrong kept observing quietly while adding porridge to every homeless person who came, and it seemed that there was nothing abnormal.

Until a half-old bowl reached out to her, and she raised her eyes for a moment, startled.