Chapter 81 Chapter Three

The lonely wasteland is surrounded by hundreds of miles of uninhabited people. Years of wars and killings have made this place a piece of scorched earth. Whenever a large army passes through the border, the people will flee everywhere, looking for other safe places to live.However, in this turbulent and chaotic world, where is the real paradise? It rained continuously for three consecutive days, the north wind howled, and the heavy rain poured down. The carriage drove to a dilapidated village, and there were black ruins everywhere. After finding a relatively intact house, Chu Qiao carried the The unconscious Zhao Song walked in.He cleaned the house neatly, found clean hay, collected firewood and started a fire, and within half an hour, the house was already warm.

This no-man's land is the central area of ​​Sichuan, and it was here that Chu Qiao and the Southwest Town's envoy passed by, and had a battle with Zhao Yang's crusade army not far away.Apparently, the people here were frightened and ran away during that battle. They had nothing to take away except food and clothing. The pots, pans and kitchen utensils were still well preserved, and there was even clean water in the water tank. There are also large bundles of firewood for the winter. Holding a bowl of hot water, Chu Qiao walked over to Zhao Chun'er who was sitting alone in a corner of the room, squatted down, and handed her dry food and water.

The golden branches and jade leaves of the past didn't look up, nor did she dislike such a simple meal, she took the dry food in silence, lowered her head and took a sip of water, and quietly said nothing. Along the way, Zhao Chun'er has always been like this. Unexpectedly, she did not show the slightest hostility towards Chu Qiao, nor did she show any obvious resistance. She was obedient, obedient, reticent, eating as she was given, and drinking as she asked, The road is difficult, she will come down to push the cart in the heavy rain with Chu Qiao, without dry firewood, she will eat unpalatable coarse grains in cold water like Chu Qiao, when encountering a shallow river, she will dismount and wade in the water, encounter rioters, She will follow Chu Qiao's example, pick up the knife with a fierce light like a hungry wolf in her eyes.However, she seldom speaks, except for Zhao Song, she is no longer interested in everything outside.

Chu Qiao knew that she was not grateful to Dade herself, and she was not frightened. During that humiliating disaster, this girl grew up at an astonishing speed, and something changed in a corner that no one noticed. , Chu Qiao even wondered with some worry, is what she is doing at this moment a kind of self-destruction in disguise? After crushing the dry food and pouring it into hot water, Chu Qiao came to Zhao Song's side, stretched out two fingers, pried open his mouth, and forced the food into it. The man's brows were tightly furrowed, and stubble had grown on his chin. Different from Yan Xun and Zhuge Yue, the former Zhao Song had a pleasing round face, thick eyebrows, and looked like a lion cub when he was angry. The face is always flushed.However, in just a few days, the once sunny youth was tormented until he was skinny and his face was as pale as a piece of white paper.

Seeing his empty right arm and blood-stained clothes, Chu Qiao gently turned her head away, unable to bear to look any further. "Ok……" A deep humming sounded suddenly, and Zhao Chun'er, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly sprang up like a little beast, and staggered forward. Zhao Song frowned, with a painful look on his face, Chu Qiao knelt beside him nervously, held his hand excitedly, and whispered softly: "Thirteen? Thirteen?" "Stupid...don't go!" A deep and broken voice came out of the man's mouth. He closed his eyes tightly, his forehead was bruised and his face was in pain, like a wild animal trapped in a cage.

"Brother Thirteen!" Zhao Chun'er jumped on Zhao Song's body and shouted loudly: "Brother Thirteen, Chun'er is here, I'm not going anywhere!" Chu Qiao was squeezed aside by Zhao Chun'er, and couldn't help saying softly, "Princess, don't touch the wound." "Get out of the way!" The girl suddenly turned her head, looking at her coldly with a stern face full of disgust. "Don't go with...he...you will...you will die..." "Brother Thirteen," Zhao Chun'er kept nodding his head with a desolate expression, "Chun'er knows, don't worry."

Zhao Song's face was flushed abnormally, and he seemed to be having a fever. Chu Qiao stood aside, but she didn't know how to get close to such a pair of brothers and sisters. She wanted to turn around to boil water, but she was caught by a hoarse The sound of lightning nailed the footsteps firmly in place. "I...I can also...protect...you...Ah Chu..." Zhao Chun'er was stunned immediately, the girl's complexion was pale, she turned her head to look at Chu Qiao as if possessed by a ghost, and then turned her head to look at Zhao Song who was in a coma.Suddenly, an ugly wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she returned to the corner covered with hay, hugged her knees, and buried her head deeply.

Throughout the night, Zhao Song was talking nonsense, sometimes he was yelling at Yan Xun for treachery, sometimes he was frantically yelling at Chun'er to run, and most of the time he was pleading bitterly Chu Qiao, beg her to stay, beg her not to leave. This man who drew a line on Jiuwei Long Street and wanted to break up with him fiercely and decisively, exposed all his fragility and softness on this heavy rainy night. The Ling Chi touched Chu Qiao's heart. When the sky was about to dawn, he suddenly woke up. Chu Qiao stayed by his side all night, feeding him water and applying it on his face to cool him down. Seeing him wake up, Chu Qiao cried out in surprise: "Are you awake? "

The sound alarmed Zhao Chun'er who was sleeping with her eyes closed. The girl opened her eyes and looked over, but she didn't come over. Zhao Song's eyes were a little dazed, for a moment he didn't even know where he was.He looked at Chu Qiao, his eyes changed from initial surprise to doubt, then emotions such as regret, resentment, and anger slipped through his black eyes one by one, and finally they were all covered by huge indifference, those eyes were so cold, like Wan Guxue The solid ice on the peak sends chills down the spine.From his eyes, Chu Qiao seemed to revisit their friendship over the years, from the first acquaintance, to the best friend, and finally, it all fell apart under the towering palace wall.

At this moment, Chu Qiao suddenly understood a fact that she had known for a long time but still had a fluke mentality. It was really impossible for her and Zhao Song to be friends anymore. Some damage had already been done, just like his broken arm. No matter how you remedy it, it is impossible to restore everything to the original state. "Chun'er?" Zhao Song turned his head and looked at Zhao Chun'er in the corner. His voice was hoarse, like a rusty saw blade. With his only arm, he stretched out to the thin girl. Zhao Chun'er pursed her lips, crawled over while kneeling, her eyes were red, her lips were trembling, but she pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying, and firmly held Zhao Song's hand.

It was raining heavily outside, and the fire was crackling in the house. The brother and sister who survived the catastrophe were relatively speechless, like two statues. "Chun'er," the young prince no longer had the sunshine and ease of the past, he held his sister tightly like an old man, and said in a low voice: "Brother, I'm sorry." Zhao Chun'er didn't speak, but shook her head desperately, the tears she had endured all the way finally flowed down at this moment, and she threw her head messily to both sides. Chu Qiao stood up slowly, no one looked at her, and no one paid attention to her. In this environment, her shadow seemed so redundant.She has an unshirkable responsibility for everything today. She is an indirect executioner, which is undeniable. The girl turned around, picked up the sword on the ground, propped it against a broken mat, opened the door and went out. The door was closed with a creak, the rain poured down outside, and the cold wind howled, like a mad beast rampaging. With the mat on her back, she ran quickly to the stable. Seeing her approaching, the black war horse snorted happily and shook its head excitedly. Chu Qiao shook off the rain on her body, walked forward with a smile, patted the horse's neck, smiled faintly, and said, "You still welcome me, right?" Ma'er didn't know if he could understand what she said, seeing the owner's friendliness, he just shook his head happily. "I can only come to rely on you tonight." Chu Qiao smiled, and sat down next to the horse. The horse was close to her, rubbing its neck up and down her arm very affectionately. From the bag on the horse's back, something fell out with a bang.Chu Qiao picked it up and saw that it was a small jug of spirits. It has been many years since she drank alcohol, but when she was separated from the Southwest Town's envoy that day, she unexpectedly took a pot of wine from He Xiao. The wind and rain outside are getting heavier, the sky and the earth are gray, and the rising sun can hardly be seen.The room is warm and warm, the fire is still burning, and the figures of the two people inside are projected on the window paper, shadows and shadows. The girl was sitting in the stable, with one leg bent, leaning on the horse, leaning on the sword in one hand, picking up the jug in the other, and drinking it with her head raised. The strong wine entered her throat, it was as pungent as fire, and she suddenly began to cough violently, as if she wanted to cough out her lungs.The steed was startled and looked at her in panic. She coughed and patted its neck comfortingly, coughing and laughing: "It's okay...cough cough...I'm fine..." While she was smiling, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, like a meandering stream, falling drop by drop on her cheeks, trembling with her violent coughing. The sky and the earth were connected in a line by the heavy rain, and there was no sign of clearing up at all. Everything was like a stick figure. On the dark ruins, the girl's thin and emaciated figure was so desolate. In the early morning, the heavy rain finally stopped, and the sun emerged from the fog, and then quickly hid itself.After feeding the horse, Chu Qiao came to the door, knocked lightly, her voice was hoarse, and called softly: "Are you awake? It's time to go." There was a rustling sound inside, Chu Qiao stepped aside and stood quietly.After a while, the chai door was opened with a creak, and Zhao Chun'er stood at the door with a cold face, but her tone was very calm: "Brother Thirteen told you to go in." Chu Qiao nodded, followed Zhao Chun'er into the house. Zhao Song sat in the straw, his hair was combed neatly by Zhao Chun'er, even his beard was shaved, and he looked much refreshed.If it weren't for the empty sleeves, she would have thought everything was just a nightmare. "Let's go." Zhao Song looked over with cold eyes, his voice was calm, but with the indifference of thousands of miles away: "I don't want to see you again." Thinking of this happening a long time ago, Chu Qiao didn't panic, but replied calmly: "I want to send you back, the road to Zhenhuang is very long, I don't trust you to go on your own." Zhao Song raised his eyebrows, his eyes slashed across Chu Qiao's body like a knife: "Whether we live or die, what does it have to do with you?" Feeling as sad as if a piece of flesh had been gouged out of her heart suddenly, Chu Qiao took a deep breath and continued: "Central Sichuan has gone through wars, and there are refugees and bandits everywhere. Rapid expansion, at this time, Zhao's imperial power can no longer deter them, and before you return to Zhenhuang, you can't reveal your identity, there are a lot of bandits at the west of Sichuan, and they are running around the Hetao area, you..." "That's enough," Zhao Song frowned impatiently, and said in a deep voice, "I said, whether we live or die, what does that have to do with you?" It was as if a huge stone had been crushed in her heart, Chu Qiao took a deep breath, and after a long time, said in a hoarse voice: "Zhao Song, I know you hate me, and I also know that my doing these things is far from being forgiven, but, I can't watch you die." Zhao Song smiled coldly, looked at Chu Qiao with raised eyebrows, and said coldly, "Achu, do you know what I liked most about you before?" Chu Qiao was taken aback, then raised her head immediately, and only heard Zhao Song slowly say: "What I liked most about you before was that you are always so confident, no matter what position you are in or what you are Regardless of your status or situation, you will never underestimate yourself, never belittle yourself, never lose hope, always be so firm, and firmly believe in your own abilities." "But," Zhao Song's eyes suddenly darkened, and the corners of his mouth were cold: "I really hate you like this now. You are arrogant, self-righteous, and always look like a savior. Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? What are you doing now? Give charity? Forgive sin? Or do you want to do something so that you can return to that beast to live your life with peace of mind?" Chu Qiao shook her head, bit her lower lip tightly, and wanted to explain: "Zhao Song, I..." "Get out! Don't let me see you again!" Zhao Song said angrily. A hundred deaths cannot forgive sins!" "Zhao Song..." "roll!" Zhao Song was furious, Chu Qiao froze on the spot, her hands and feet were shaking involuntarily, she straightened her back, and continued to say in a deep voice: "Zhao Song, I will leave when you enter Zhenhuang, even if you don't need me, And the princess, this road is high and long, you should not want the same thing to happen to her again." As soon as this remark came out, Zhao Chun'er's body froze immediately, Zhao Song looked back at Zhao Chun'er, and then said stubbornly: "I will protect my sister, it's not your turn to care about it." "Brother Thirteen..." "Could it be that you are so cowardly that you need to rely on your enemies to protect you?" Zhao Chun'er was about to speak, but Zhao Song suddenly yelled, Zhao Chun'er gave Chu Qiao a complicated look, then bit her lower lip lightly, and stopped talking. Half an hour later, Chu Qiao watched Zhao Song and Zhao Chun'er's carriage gradually disappear on the distant ancient road, and her fatigue suddenly overwhelmed her. The night's cold rain made her feel hot all over her body, and she was almost unable to stand still, but when the sun finally pierced through In the thick fog, she still gritted her teeth and climbed onto the horse, striding forward to chase. Since that day, she has been carefully wandering around Zhao Song's carriage, because she couldn't make a route for them, so she could only clear the way for them at night, and when she encountered wandering robbers and rioters, she would break them up When encountering a large group of bandits, they will deliberately expose Xingzang to lure the enemy away. During the day, they will follow far behind and secretly protect.Because of her horse's fast pace, she has never been discovered. But after four days like this, due to extreme fatigue and sleeping in the open all day long, she finally fell ill out of control. When she woke up, it was still raining heavily outside. She was lying in a dilapidated hut. Zhao Chun'er was wearing a coir raincoat, holding a chipped bowl with two pieces of dry food in it. "Eat, if you die, who will escort us back." The princess of Zhao's royal family looked down at her, said calmly, put the bowl on the ground, then turned and left. There was a splash of mud and water on Chu Qiao's pale face, twisting like a shocking scar. She watched Zhao Chun'er's figure gradually disappear in the rain, and for some reason, her eyes suddenly became inexplicably warm. Seven days later, the majestic ancient capital of Zhenhuang finally loomed in the early morning mist. The first capital in the north of the Simon Continent, which had experienced three hundred years of war, was like a sleeping lion crouching in the undulating waves. On the land of Hongchuan, Chu Qiao suddenly felt exhausted and filled with emotions when looking at the city where she had lived for eight years. Turning the horse's head, facing the northwest, and was about to leave, Dada's horse's hooves sounded suddenly behind her, Chu Qiao turned her head back calmly, looked at the person in front of her, and remained silent. "you are leaving?" "yes." "Are you going back to find him?" "yes." "still coming back?" "I don't know, maybe I will come back, maybe I won't." "Haha," Zhao Song laughed out loud suddenly, the sleeve of his one arm was fluttering in the wind, and the picture looked weird like a kite missing half of its wings. "Look, I'm really a cowardly man!" "Thirteen," Chu Qiao said in a deep voice, "Thank you for coming to see me for the last time." Zhao Song smiled wryly: "You can travel thousands of miles to escort me, so is my heart so narrow that I can't come to see you?" Yellow sand is piled up everywhere, blown by strong winds and scattered all over the sky.Zhao Song was wearing an ordinary brown coat, but it didn't detract from his royal aura at all. The man's hair was blown flying by the strong wind, and he said in a cold tone, "But this time, it will really be the last time. , see you someday, you don't need to show affection to me, and I won't show mercy to you." Chu Qiao shook her head slowly: "I won't kill you." "That's your business," Zhao Song said coldly, "Anyone who betrays the empire will die." Hearing this, Chu Qiao frowned, raised her head, and said in a deep voice, "Zhao Song, what is an empire?" Zhao Song frowned, and only heard Chu Qiao continue to say in a low voice: "What is the law of heaven and law? Could it be that your Zhao family is the only one, and your words are like gold, and no one can resist? The battle of the imperial capital is very important. There is no right or wrong in the crime of war, only victory or defeat! When your father deceived his friends, massacred Yan Bei, and killed all of Yan Xun’s relatives, how do you calculate this hatred? In the past eight years, the assassinations and murders you witnessed with your own eyes How many? Do you still dare to say that Zhao Zhengde took good care of Yan Xun and his kindness is like a sea? The so-called marrying a daughter and getting married are just a deception. If we don’t turn back that night, we will surely die in Barre And Wei Shuye's hands, what you can see today is only two green tombs and two cups of loess. Zhao Song, you have been deceiving yourself and others, thinking that you can't see the tyranny of Daxia with your eyes closed, and that you can't see the tyranny of Daxia if you close your ears. I can't hear the cries of all the people in the world, but I don't think about it. It's just a small rebellion in the imperial capital. Why did the huge Great Xia Dynasty fall apart? I don't deny that I have indeed failed your trust. I am sorry for your many years of care , but when it comes to betraying the empire and launching this war, I have no guilt, let alone any regrets. We have been at odds from the beginning, and there is no possibility of reconciliation. Even if everything never happens, I will still do the same thing as now choose." The sonorous words drifted in the cold wind, Zhao Song sneered, shook his head and sighed: "Ah Chu, I really misjudged you." "You don't, you just don't know all of me." Chu Qiao said in a deep voice: "Zhao Song, living in this era is the sorrow of you and me. The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by the spring. Eight years ago, Yan Xun once Give me a helping hand when I am in a desperate situation. When I decided to follow him into the Holy Golden Palace, your fate and mine were destined to be opposite. You are the prince of Daxia, but I am determined to overthrow the Xia Dynasty. Sooner or later between you and me It will break the battlefield. Everyone in the Great Xia Dynasty knows that Emperor Xia will not let Yan Xun go, but you are the only one who lives in chaos that nothing will happen. In the past eight years, I have hinted more than once that you are alienated from you. You have always refused to recognize the reality, and naively thought that your father would let this Yanbei slip through the net. Zhao Song, I never thought of cheating you, let alone betrayal, but I did hurt You, your years of care and kindness, I will keep in my heart, and if there is a chance in the future, I will definitely repay you." "It seems that everything is my own fault, too naive." Zhao Song smiled sadly and turned around resolutely: "I will not let you have the ability to repay me, Ah Chu, you can go, I hope I will never see you again in this lifetime." "Zhao Song!" Chu Qiao suddenly shouted loudly, Zhao Song stopped the horse's hooves when he heard the sound, but did not turn around. Chu Qiao thought for a long time, took a deep breath, and then asked in a deep voice, "How is Yan Xun?" Zhao Song's back stiffened immediately, and the cold wind blew in, making his eyes even colder. "It's not that he was driven to a desperate situation, he will never hurt you! He will never allow those people to escort you if he is not seriously injured to the point of being unable to govern! You hurt him, fatally, very seriously, right?" Although it was a questioning sentence, there was no questioning tone. Chu Qiao said this sentence with certainty. It was a conclusion, not a hypothesis. "Yes!" Zhao Song turned his back to Chu Qiao, and said in a sinister tone: "He won't live long, but you still have time to go back and see him die." Suddenly there was no sound behind him, only a deep panting sound, short and suppressed, and after a long time, a hoarse voice came from behind: "Thank you for telling me." After all, there was a sound of horseshoes sounding from behind, and it was too late to say goodbye, or there was no need to say goodbye at all, the woman on the horse turned the horse's head anxiously, and galloped towards the northwest direction at high speed! The people behind him had already left, Zhao Song was still standing there, the horse pawed restlessly on the ground, the cold wind blew, and the man's sleeves fluttered in the air, looking full of deep sadness and bitterness. Ah Chu, your every word is pearly, every sentence of truth, how can I be so simple that I don't even understand these?For eight years, this worry has been lingering in my heart. However, I have always been unwilling to let go of the opportunity to grab you. I don’t know, but I don’t want to admit it. I always thought that as long as I worked harder, I could keep you. live.I have been so painstakingly deceiving myself for so many years that even I have believed the lies I spun.The empire will fall, the building will fall, I will never leave Yan Xun's betrayal of Daxia, but what is really sad is that you finally betrayed me! Although, all of this, I have already guessed. Meeting each other on a narrow road, killing people for rescue, escorting thousands of miles away, you don't ask a few words, but you know everything and guess everything, just because of the firm belief and unshakable trust in your heart!Ah Chu, I used to think that in your heart, I should have the same weight as him, even if it was worse, it would not be much different, but until now, I didn't know how wrong I was. Zhao Song raised his head and smiled wryly, slowly closing his eyes, after half a lifetime of ups and downs, it was still a dream in the end. There was a sudden loud sound of horseshoes, and Zhao Song raised his head suddenly, and saw Zhao Chun'er and Zhao Che coming hand in hand, followed by a large number of Daxia officers and soldiers, more than 300 people. "Where's Chu Qiao?" Zhao Chun'er galloped to the front, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, she had long lost her previous charm and weakness, like a sharp dagger, she ruthlessly reined in her horse, and asked loudly: "Brother Thirteen, Where is she?" "gone." "Going away? How can you let her go?" Princess Daxia raised her brows and asked sharply, "Where did you go?" Seeing Zhao Song's silence, Zhao Chun'er was furious and shouted loudly: "Brother Thirteen! You have already forgotten how we were harmed by them, haven't you?" "Brother Thirteen, which way did she go?" Zhao Che was wearing a black battle armor. He glanced at Zhao Song's broken arm and didn't ask any further questions. He had obviously learned everything from Zhao Chun'er. In an instant, the eight years of the past whizzed through his mind, like a huge tornado storm. He still remembered that day, the girl was wearing a cotton skirt dyed with white begonias, white camel hair boots, and two A bead flower of emerald jade, with a smile like a flower, said to herself: "My name is Zixu, I live in Wuyouyuan, and I am a little maid under Mrs. Dou. My daily job is to make some clay figurines for the young masters and ladies to play with. Do you want me to play?" Remember it!" Zhao Chun'er raised her eyebrows and snapped, "Zhao Song! Are you still a son of the Zhao family?" "Over there." Zhao Song raised his finger and pointed in the direction where Chu Qiao was leaving. As soon as he finished speaking, the three hundred men galloped away, leaving only a cloud of flying dust in an instant. Ah Chu, between you and me, it is still a fictitious battle, with different positions, and there is no possibility of standing side by side from the very beginning.You are willing to take great risks to send me home, but I cannot let you go.There is nothing in the world, there is nothing in the world, a joke that day is fulfilled today like a proverb. The lone wind whirled like a whirlwind, and the world was bleak. Zhao Song rode his horse forward and headed slowly towards the ancient city of Zhenhuang. His back was lonely and slanted. "Your Highness Seventh, there is none ahead." The scout galloped back, Zhao Che's face was gloomy, and before he could speak, Zhao Chun'er said first: "Her horse is fast, immediately send ten squadrons to chase after her, no matter how powerful she is, a woman riding alone always needs food and water Sooner or later, we will catch up. In addition, I immediately sent a letter to the prefectures and counties along the way, saying that Yanbei Chuqiao, who had killed a large number of their coalition forces before, had come. The army did not accompany him, only one person, I believe I am definitely not the only person who hates her in this world, there will be many people who are willing to take action on our behalf. I want to see how she can return to Yanbei by herself?" Zhao Che raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head to look at his little sister, frowned and said, "Chun'er, what happened to you on the road?" Zhao Chun'er was taken aback for a moment, raised his head nervously, and asked, "Why do you ask Brother Seven?" "You've changed a lot." Zhao Chun'er's eyes were dark, and those dirty images echoed in her mind again. The girl sneered and said, "Seventh brother, I haven't changed, I just grew up." "drive!" Zhao Chun'er snarled, and rode forward. Zhao Che and many soldiers quickly followed and protected her behind. A long time later, in a patch of grass outside the official road, a petite figure suddenly stood up. Looking at the direction where Zhao Chun'er disappeared, a lot of bitterness suddenly spread in her heart. Sure enough, as she expected, Zhao Song really betrayed her. She deliberately chose a detour back to Yanbei. If Zhao Song didn't say anything, Zhao Che and others would definitely pursue another road. As for Zhao Chun'er, she was quiet and silent all the way, never showing hostility, and even intentionally led her to Zhenhuang, in order to let her escort him back to the imperial capital safely, and then kill her quickly. This big summer princess has long been determined to kill her! Standing on the empty wasteland, the eagle screams in the sky, its wings are white, like the white eagle of Tianshan Mountain. Chu Qiao curled her fingers and blew a loud whistle. In the distance, a pitch-black war horse galloped quickly, and quickly ran to Chu Qiao's side, happily circling around her. Chu Qiao turned over and jumped onto the horseback, and said with a calm smile, "Brother, we are going to take a long detour, and the road ahead has been blocked." From Zhenhuang to Yanbei, it is a flat plain. In order to prevent the southwestern town government from escaping, the guards of several large counties and fiefdoms ordered people to cut down the weeds, cut down the trees, and cut down all the dense forests that could provide shelter. Cut off, every river, ferry, and post road are guarded by special personnel.They thought that Chu Qiao was only daring to sneak away, but unexpectedly, Chu Qiao led the Southwest town government envoys to kill and fight several times in a row, causing them to lose their troops and waste their previous arrangements. But now, these previous arrangements can play a huge role. Right now, these officials who have suffered a lot from their own hands know that they are alone and want to go through the siege of thousands of miles and return to Yanbei. How can they not open their eyes and wait for her? To cast a trap?At this time, whoever can catch her will obviously hinder the new king of Yanbei, and it will be a big blow to the new Yanbei regime.After all, Chu Qiao's record of fighting with four thousand men and horses without a single defeat is enough to make these aristocratic families fearful. If you still return according to the same route now, it is tantamount to suicidal, and there is no hope of escape. The only way out right now is to take the southeast route, enter the Biantang border, take the Qingtong Mountain trail to the south, turn into the Wuxun River in southern Xinjiang, go up the river, and finally return to Yanbei! The horse rubbed its neck against her leg vigorously, Chu Qiao smiled, with great confidence in her voice, she reined in the horse, gave a soft drink, and rode the horse towards the east.