Make the hero cool

Xuan Jin saw that his expression was indifferent, and he didn't know what happened, so he stood there for a while and was at a loss.

Liu Fengyou ignored him, and told Fushun to himself: "Fushun, go find two shovels, and let's go and bury these sacrificed soldiers."

Fushun was reborn after the catastrophe, his hands and feet were still a little weak, and his hands and feet were weak after the fight.

Seeing this, Xuan Jin ordered: "Qi Rong, you can go with His Majesty."

But Liu Fengyou didn't even turn his head, politely refused: "Don't bother Mr. Qi."

Qi Rong stood beside the two, in a dilemma, until Xuan Jin shook his head at him with a cold face, then watched Liu Fengyou go out.

When Liu Fengyou and Fushun carried Xiao Liu's body out, Xuan Jin's bad mood showed.

He glanced at Qi Yue who was standing behind him, and said with a smirk on his face, "Qi Yue, who is that kid you brought? Do you know that you can't just walk in here!"

Qi Yue didn't know where Xuan Jin's unknown fire came from, she was a little aggrieved, and couldn't help but refute: "The young man has a close relationship with His Majesty, and the slaves only rescued him after seeing that he was dying soon."

Xuan Jin lowered her eyes slowly, and sighed softly: "Forget it, I'm a little impatient."

Qi Yue was also slightly injured, so she responded and went down.

Seeing his sister leave, Qi Rong didn't stay any longer, and disappeared into the night with a confession.

Let's talk about Liu Fengyou on the other side.

After he buried Xiao Liu, he held the two pieces of candy and sat on the ground sadly.

Xiao Liu was only in his teens, obviously the same age as Hua, but he was wiped out because of this war.

Liu Fengyou wiped away the teardrops from the corners of his eyes, put the two pieces of dirty caramel away, got up and went to look for Big Brother Wang.

Although Ban Nuyue said at the time that they killed all the Han Chinese in the camp, there were still survivors after all, and Brother Wang was one of them.

When Liu Fengyou found him, he was taking care of the wounded soldiers.

He silently walked in front of Big Brother Wang, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Liu - he's dead."

Brother Wang paused for a while before bandaging, and choked up slightly: "I see."

Liu Fengyou resisted the urge to cry: "Brother, do you know where his home is?"

Brother Wang finished the work at hand, straightened up, and looked at Liu Fengyou warily: "What are you going to do?"

Liu Fengyou had no choice but to tell Big Brother Wang what Xiaoliu entrusted to him before his death, and only then did he convince him.

Liu Fengyou learned from Brother Wang that Xiaoliu's home is in Sunjiazhuang not far from the front line, so he decided to go there tomorrow.

After this night of fighting, the entire camp became quiet, and the occasional cries of pain from the wounded were not so abrupt in the vast night.

Liu Fengyou stayed up all night, thinking about Xuan Jin's self-assertion.

It was only now that he suddenly realized that the peaceful relationship between the two of them for so long had made him forget that in the original novel, Xuan Jin was a brutal, cold-blooded and ruthless person.

The sudden realization of this made him somewhat shudder.

Early the next morning, Liu Fengyou begged for a fast horse, changed into light and low-key clothes, but was caught by Xuan Jin at the gate of the camp.

Xuan Jin was dressed up, obviously looking like she was about to go out.

He led his horse, Chunju, and walked towards Liu Fengyou with a smile: "Where is Your Majesty going this early in the morning?"

For the first time, Liu Fengyou saw some flattering expressions on Xuan Jin's face. He was in a complicated mood, but he couldn't easily forgive Xuan Jin for a long time: "Go to Sun's Village and give something to Xiao Liu's mother."

Xuan Jin's complexion changed slightly, and finally he just said: "Wei Chen will accompany you."

Liu Fengyou neither agreed nor refused, got on his horse and headed towards Sun Family Village.

Seeing this, Xuan Jin comprehended, and followed Liu Fengyou and galloped away.

The two of them had nothing to say all the way until they arrived at the village head of Sunjiazhuang.

When he approached the village, Liu Fengyou realized that the village was very deserted, and the residents here were almost all old people, children and women.

The villagers showed no expression on their faces, and acquaintances only nodded when they met each other. The whole village seemed lifeless.

The arrival of Liu Fengyou and Xuan Jin undoubtedly caused an uproar in this small village. People looked at them in horror, as if they were looking at some plague god.

Liu Fengyou glanced at the overly dazzling Xuan Jin with some distaste, if it wasn't for him, maybe the villagers wouldn't be so panic-stricken.

He got off his horse, tied the rein to the stake beside him, and walked forward again, stopped an old man carrying a hoe, and asked, "Old man, do you know where Xiaoliu's family is?"

"Little Six? Which Little Six?"

The old man is very old, but he is still in good health, and he is not afraid of Liu Fengyou, a strange foreigner.

"It's Xiao Liu who served as a soldier on the front line! Do you know him? He looks about ten years old this year."

After listening to his description, the old man coughed and said slowly: "Master, all the children in this village have gone to the battlefield, and few of them have come back so far."

Liu Fengyou fell silent, guilt engulfed him.

"Isn't the little six you mentioned, Guan Ye, not tall, very thin, and doesn't like to talk?"

Liu Fengyou nodded and looked at him earnestly.

Unexpectedly, the old man let out a long sigh and waved his hand: "Please go back, sir, there is no one in his house anymore."

"what?"

Liu Fengyou said in surprise.

"His father got tuberculosis five years ago, and he died because he couldn't cure it. He used to have an older sister who went to the city to buy some needlework and embroidery to subsidize the family. Unexpectedly, a bully in the city took a fancy to him and gave him alive. It's ruined."

The old man raised his eyelids and glanced at Liu Fengyou's expression, and seeing the other party's description of sadness, he continued: "In this way, there are only Xiaoliuzi and his mother left in the family. If it is said that the two mothers depend on each other, life is still a bit rushed, but one Years ago, Little Six was arrested as a strong man, and there was a famine, so his mother just disappeared."

Liu Fengyou knew the suffering in the world, but he didn't expect the people here to suffer so much.

He nodded stiffly, and when he realized that he was full of tears, the old man had already left with the hoe on his shoulder.

Xuan Jin had been standing behind Liu Fengyou, but did not step forward.

It wasn't until Liu Fengyou turned around that he realized that the other person's eyes were red and his expression was sad.

He was a little panicked, stepped forward a few steps, and said softly: "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

Liu Fengyou closed his eyes and let the hot tears slide down his cheeks: "I'm sorry for the people in this world, they are really suffering."

Xuan Jin gently wiped away the tears on his face, with mixed feelings in his heart: Can this little emperor who will cry for the people of Liming be trusted?

On the way back, Liu Fengyou was always depressed because of Xiaoliu's affairs, he lost his mind several times and almost fell off the horse.

Xuan Jin was afraid that something would happen to him, so he half-forced him to ride with him, and then safely returned to the camp with his little Majesty protected.

After Liu Fengyou went back, he didn't return to his tent, but became Xuan Jin's follower.

He followed Xuan Jin without saying a word, causing Xuan Jin to panic again.