At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, as soon as he received the medicine sent by Chuan Ping, he roughly applied it to Zhao Yi's wound without any gentleness.

  Zhao Yi Lou's face was dark and he gritted his teeth without making a sound.

  "Why did you fight with him?" Song Chu asked.

  After a long time, Chuan Ping saw that no one was responding, and just as he was about to speak up, he was glared at fiercely by Zhao Yi Lou, so he hastily swallowed his words.

  Zhao Yilou and Gongzi Fan got into a fight because Gongzi Fan said: "A good-looking person, if not using their charm to attract others, wouldn't that be wasting heaven's gift?" which was really not suitable for a ruler.

  For a remark like this, Zhao Yilou would retort with ten thousand sentences but still feel that it's not as satisfying as beating him up.

  Although Gongzi Fan had a dandy's demeanor, he was by no means a weak person; the two of them started fighting immediately.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one was annoyed by his stubborn temper, and the force in his hand became even heavier.

  "Ah!" Zhao Yilou took a deep breath of cold air, but didn't dodge.

  The atmosphere between the two seemed to ease a bit, and Kawahira dared to interrupt, "Young Master Fan has ordered me to prepare carriages for Huaijin, and dispatch several dozen men to escort him back to Wei State. I'll go take care of it now."

  It's more accurate to say "escorting" than "accompanying", but it also suits Song Chu's intention.

  "Thank you for your trouble." Song Chu Yi put down the medicine bottle and bowed his hands in respect.

  He nodded hastily and didn't dare to say anything, then quickly retreated and went out.

  Zhao Yi Lou had been drifting for six years, and he had tasted all kinds of bitterness. He wasn't someone who was ignorant of the ways of the world, but if he had a choice, he would rather not have days filled with glory and wealth that were full of deceit and hypocrisy. Back then, when they could eat half-cooked meat every three to five months, they felt happy, but now even though they ate meat and wore fine clothes, they still felt uneasy.

  The people around him were far more frightening than encountering a pack of wolves. Their words were as sweet as honey, but their hearts were hiding swords, and everything they did had an ulterior motive. They gave him food in order to plunder even more from him.

  "You..." Zhao Yilou's throat choked for a moment, and he continued with downcast eyes, "Was your trip to Wei fraught with danger?"

  "Perilous," Song Shi said with a smile, "just like you are here."

  "Take care," Zhao Yilou said softly.

  Song Chuanyi responded with a sound, stretched out his hand to rub his smooth and slightly cool hair, gazing at the handsome face so close in front of him, thinking that next time they meet, he might be even more stunning.

  Lean on the building, live well

  Song Chu stretched out his hand and held his head

  After a long silence, Zhao Yi Lou muttered, "You haven't grown up at all."

  Song Chuoyi knew what he was saying, and without thinking, he reached out to heavily slap his skull, chuckling and saying, "This thing of mine is just an added embellishment, whether it's added or not doesn't make a big difference. But if that thing of yours isn't growing, then there won't even be any brocade!"

  Zhao Yilou pushed her away, frowning and saying, "You're a scholar, how can you be so promiscuous!"

  Song Chu picked up his water cup and glanced at him with a lazy tone, "You brought it up first, I thought you liked this topic."

  "You're not bad to me" Zhao Yi Lou replied indifferently, stood up and took out a ceramic jar from the small grid under the table, took out something wrapped in cloth from it and stuffed it into Song Chuyi's bundle.

  "What is it?" Song Chuoyi leaned over, reaching out to grab it, but Zhao Yilou slapped her hand away, his voice tight with anger. "It's the dried meat I brought for Baijue to eat on the road."

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one of them pouted and said, "I don't want this white-eyed wolf anymore. It likes you so much, you can raise it yourself, and take the meat back too!"

  "I'll trade this piece of meat for it," Zhao Yilou said immediately.

  Song Chuoyi secretly laughed in her heart, obviously it was meant for her but he wouldn't admit it, truly a stubborn guy.

  The white blade looked up at the two of them with a happy expression, completely unaware that its own value was only worth that piece of meat.

  Compared to Song Chu Yi, Zhao Yi Lou needs Bai Jing by her side more. At least she can entertain herself. This time going to Wei Guo, it's inevitable that she'll face some hardships, and who knows if she'll even be detained. Bringing Bai Jing along would also be inconvenient, so she decides to leave Bai Jing with Zhao Yi Lou instead.

  Zhao Yi Lou had someone bring over three bowls of hot noodle soup and woke up Ji Bian. After the three of them finished eating, they sat for a while.

  Chuan Ping got everything ready, and Song Chu Yi shouldered two bundles and went out of the tent with Ji Bian.

  There's no need to let Zhao Yi Lou send her off, anyway it's all about parting ways sooner or later, sticking together doesn't make much sense.

  The horse cart had not gone far when Song ChuYi suddenly thought of the meat that Zhao YiLuo had handed over, and took it out from his bundle.

  Ji Bian's body was injured, and he was ordered by Song Chuyi to lie on the couch, closing his eyes for a short rest. However, he suddenly heard Song Chuyi take a light breath, and couldn't help but turn his head around.

  Song Chuoyi picked up the object from the silk cloth, and its shape was clearly visible. It turned out to be... a bear's paw!

  Stared blankly for a while, then put it to mouth and took a bite, just as soon as it entered the mouth, tears burst forth like a dam breaking.

  Song didn't know if Zhao Yi Lou often ate bear paws when he was a kid, but the Zhao Yi Lou she knew treated food as his life, and he hid this bear paw so tightly, obviously treasuring it, yet couldn't bear to eat it himself, but without hesitation handed it over to her...

  "Sir?" Ji Bian's face was filled with a puzzled expression. "Although it's hard to get, it shouldn't be so difficult that you'd cry like this, right?"

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one used his sleeve to wipe his face randomly, "This bastard Yilou, such a good thing is put in such an unpalatable dish, not even as good as roasted chicken!"

  "Put it in the pot and stew for two moments, that's all." Ji Bian felt that Mr. had seen a lot of things before, but suddenly he was so lacking in dignity.

  "Is it?" Song Chuoyi wrapped it in a cloth and stuffed it into the bundle, "We'll cook it again tomorrow."

  Ji Bian nodded, endured for a while, then asked, "Sir, are you really going back to Wei? I see the attitude of those soldiers, as if they would kill anyone who resists, it seems that your majesty is truly angry."

  "What if I must return, what about the Shi family and Yu? What will they do?" Song Chu added silently in her heart, also thinking of those people she had picked up, "Don't worry, I've been prepared for this."

  Even if Song Chu Yi really escaped, Ji Bian would not look down on her, but after hearing her words, he suddenly admired the woman in front of him even more, "What a noble spirit!"

  As for the person who leaked the secret, Song Chu was even more suspicious of Min Chi, because others did not have obvious motives, while Min Chi had a motive to devise such a plan. Once it was publicized, although the matter failed, the person who carried it out would inevitably gain fame. It was not surprising that Min Chi, a man who valued reputation and profit above all else, would do such a thing...

  "Sir, are you really a woman?" Ji Bian looked at her calm expression and couldn't help but ask with doubt.

  Song Chu raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "Guess?"

  "I... " Ji Bian had always been an honest man, "I couldn't guess..."

  "Is there something wrong with your eyes?! I've been like this since birth...". He leaned in, lowering his voice, "I'm obviously a pure girl, how can you not see that?"

  Ji Bian shook his head, clearly unable to see any of it. He cast a vote for the monthly recommended ticket.