Su Qing, who was walking on the ancient road to Xichu, looked at the endless winding road ahead, and felt a little fluctuating in his heart, would Xie Wanjun really be in Xichu? The hand holding the reins in his hand tightened slightly, and his eyes were full of desolation.

At this moment, news came from Gu Changfeng. The letter said some trivial things, and later mentioned that he was about to invite him to Xichu for a big wedding.

After reading the letter, he no longer hesitated, and soon approached the realm of Xichu. There was green smoke everywhere in front of him, and there were people everywhere.

"How did this come to be?" Su Qing jumped off the horse, gave a beggar on the road some broken silver and asked him, he had been staying in the mansion for a long time, and he hadn't paid attention to the situation outside for a long time.

As everyone knows, a group of thieves at the corner of the street and alley are staring at Su Qing here, and when they see the silver taels that Su Qing took out casually, their eyes lit up.

"Your Excellency must be a foreigner, right?" Su Qing didn't answer him, so the beggar didn't dare to ask anything more and continued to answer Su Qing's question.

"This year, there was an insect plague in the north of Xichu, and the granary in the south also suffered a flood, many people were displaced, and bandits were rampant, and the people were even more miserable, and many people were displaced here." The thirteen or fourteen-year-old beggar was born with a deep sad face, and let out a long sigh after speaking.

"It's better to be careful everywhere, recently, I heard that a lot of outsiders' money and property have been robbed by some mobs, and in the border areas, the government doesn't pay much attention to them, and those people are even more rampant." The beggar's clear eyes looked at Su Qing and admonished him sincerely.

Su Qing raised his eyes and glanced at the beggar, nodded slightly, led the horse, bypassed the young man and continued to walk forward.

When they arrived at a deserted intersection, a group of thugs suddenly appeared and surrounded Su Qing. They were ragged, and the look in their eyes was as excited as a hunter seeing his prey.

"Get out of the way." Su Qing calmly spoke lightly to the people in front of him.

Everyone was stunned in place, they hadn't met anyone who didn't know how to get to such a situation, and after a while, Su Qing saw that they were unmoved and had to do it.

The thugs who fell to the ground looked in horror at the man standing in the center of them, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

At this time, Su Qing's eyes were suddenly attracted by the back of a familiar woman and looked over. The person lying on the ground saw the opportunity, and a wisp of white powder struck in front of Su Qing.

Before he could retract his gaze on the woman, his body shook, and Su Qing stared at the man fiercely, struggling, and fainted.

"The bones are quite hard!" Before he lost consciousness, this sentence reached Su Qing's ears, and he could feel that someone had kicked him hard.

When Su Qing opened his eyes again, he found that he had been taken to a mountain, and the horse he had brought from Da Yuan had long since disappeared, and the silver on his body was gone, only some broken silver that had not been found. Fortunately, those are just ordinary mobs, who only take money and do not harm people's lives.

Thinking of the familiar figure she saw today, she would always stir up a wave in his heart, and the corners of Su Qing's mouth hooked up a wry smile.

At this time, at the foot of the mountain, a couple of people who seemed to be a couple were passing by, and a woman with a beautiful face walked happily in front of the man, who was the farmer in the countryside of Dayuan, and the woman was Xie Wanjun who fell off the cliff.

"Hey, since you've come to Xichu, why do you still look sad?" Xie Wanjun glanced at the farmer who was still sad, and although there was a slight dissatisfaction in his tone, he still smiled gently at him. Because among all the memories that Xie Wanjun has after his amnesia, there is only this one person.

The farmer glanced at the woman in front of him, and couldn't help but be a little angry, "I was uprooted by you and left my hometown and lived in Xichu, how can I be happy?" However, he also liked Xie Wanjun, so he just muttered this sentence in a low voice, and didn't want her to hear it.

I didn't want to, but I still let her hear it, she turned around and shouted to him, "This son, I'm sorry, it's the little girl's fault, it's good for the son to smile!" As he spoke, there was a string of silver bells of laughter. Laughing and laughing, I can't help but feel a little lost. However, the farmer will not see this.

Su Qing, who came down from the mountain, suddenly seemed to hear Xie Wanjun's laughter. Without thinking about it, he strode towards the source of the sound, his eyes filled with the joy of the aftermath of the catastrophe. He knew that it was Xie Wanjun's voice. No wonder I couldn't see her all over the search, it turned out that she had come to Xichu.

From afar, Su Qing saw her, almost unable to restrain herself, wanting to embrace her in her arms. But in the next moment, he saw her approaching a plain-looking country man, smiling softly at him, and entering a post teahouse.

"Guest, what do you want to eat?" Xiao Er's high-pitched voice fell into Su Qing's ears.

I saw that the country man said something to Xiao Er, and Xiao Er helped them wipe the table and left.

Su Qing approached them, and he sat down at a table that was far away from them. Her eyes never left Xie Wanjun for a moment, her eyes were still clear, and the joy and sorrow on her delicate face could be seen at a glance, and her body had lost a little weight.

"This guest officer?"

"A bowl of tea is fine."

Xiao Er saw Su Qing with extraordinary aura in front of him, his eyes were a little envious, and he waited with a good voice.

"Hey, why do you keep looking to the side?" Xie Wanjun bit the chopsticks in his mouth, asked softly, and followed his gaze, just opposite Su Qing's eyes.

Su Qing was shocked, looking at her with some hope in his eyes, he didn't know what he was expecting, and his ten fingers were tightly pinched together.

"I don't know anyone." Xie Wanjun glanced at Su Qing and the people around him, and then buried his head in eating noodles, without the slightest fluctuation in his eyes.

Is she amnesiac? Su Qing continued to look at Xie Wanjun next to him from a distance, his hand was slightly loosened, his sleeves brushed the corner of the table, and his slender and white fingers were scratching the corner of the table for a while, thoughtfully. The corners of his lips couldn't hide his joy, and when he saw the farmer beside Xie Wanjun, the corners of his eyebrows were a little unhappy.

"Why does this son keep looking at my lady?" Xie Wanjun was burying her head in eating noodles, Su Qing's eyes were full of her appearance, and neither of them noticed the farmer's actions.

Su Qing was silent, withdrew his gaze from looking at Xie Wanjun and turned to look into the distance, and Xie Wanjun looked at them.

"I'm asking you, did you hear that?" The farmer was even more angry when he saw Su Qing as if he didn't exist. As he spoke, he wanted to pull Su Qing, but the next moment his wrist fell into Su Qing's hand, and he let out a cry of pain.

"What are you doing? Let go of it! Xie Wanjun saw that he was holding the farmer's hand, and shouted anxiously.

"You don't know me?" Su Qing asked incredulously.

Su Qing felt that this was a dream.

She worked hard to find Xie Wanjun, but she was entangled with the mediocre-looking farmer, and even forgot about him.

Although their behavior did not exceed his bottom line, there seemed to be a gap in his heart that could not be bridged, and he really wanted to pull Xie Wanjun over from the farmer's side.

But Xie Wanjun's appearance really forgot about him, even if he pulled him over, what could he do?

Thinking like this, Su Qing's face was full of anger, and his fist smashed on the farmer like a rainstorm pear blossom needle, wanting to release all the anger on his body.

After all, the farmer was just an ordinary farmer, and in the face of Su Qing, who was strong in blood, his momentum was losing little by little, and finally he was defeated by Su Qing unexpectedly.

Xie Wanjun covered her mouth, her eyes were full of unbelievable anger, and she stretched out her finger and pointed at Su Qing's face and scolded angrily: "You are so ruthless, I don't know you anymore, what else are you going to do?" ”

"I ......" Su Qing felt that his head was blank and stood in place in a daze.

As a doctor, Xie Wanjun knew that Su Qing was ruthless, and the farmer should be full of bruises.

Probably really in a hurry, Xie Wanjun trotted over with her skirt, helped the seriously injured farmer, and walked in one of the directions with a displeased face.

And Su Qing didn't stop them, which surprised Xie Wanjun, but she didn't have other time to think about it.

The most important thing at the moment is the farmer's injury, and he has to run for his life.

On the way, when he saw herbs for treating bruises, Xie Wanjun pulled them down and smashed them with stones.

Xie Wanjun was very caring, and when she saw that there was water by the river not far away, she scooped a scoop of water and asked the farmer to swallow the mashed herbs first, and then rinse her mouth with water to remove the bitterness in her mouth.

"Are you better? We still have to hurry, we have to persevere. Xie Wanjun reluctantly pulled the corners of her mouth, obviously she couldn't laugh, and she didn't want to make people feel bored with a white face.

The farmer was not a delicate man, and there was a slight look of pain on his face, mixed with a somewhat indescribable expression.

Finally, he wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve and stood up, "Don't be delayed because of this injury, let's continue on our way." ”

Xie Wanjun nodded, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

He patted the grass clippings on his body and went on the road with the farmer.

The road to Xichu was long, and they were exhausted after a few hours.

The more I walked to the west, the more I felt that it was a fantasy to walk to Xichu on just two legs, even if I walked to Xichu, I would be tossed to the point that I didn't look like a human, so it was better to buy an ox cart, so that I could reach Xichu relatively quickly.

After expressing his thoughts, although the farmer was shy in his pocket, he bought an ox cart as Xie Wanjun said.

With the ox cart as a means of transportation, it is more convenient to go to Xichu.

The petals fell down in a flutter, and landed right on the tips of Su Qing's dense and jet-black hair, and he was unaware of it, even though he had always been vigilant.

When the twilight was four, Su Qing had a reaction, he had been in a daze here for a whole day, and he didn't know until it was dark.

His eyes kept falling on the direction where Xie Wanjun left, she wanted to leave, but he didn't dare to get close to chase her, he could only watch and choose to let her go.