It was a coincidence that Zheng Yuanshan had no intention of going out that day, but suddenly he heard from Qin Xingyun next door that Mr. Storytelling returned to Mawang Village to teach after half a month.

Life is boring now, and Zheng Yuanshan was originally a person who likes to listen to stories, so how could he miss this excellent opportunity?

He immediately followed Qin Xingyun to the entrance of the village. From this day to the next three days, Zheng Yuanshan and Qin Xingyun went out early and returned late every day.

Sometimes Yao Qingqing clearly wanted to tell Zheng Yuanshan what was inside the firewood shed, but Zheng Yuanshan was drunk most of the time when he came back, but he had no chance to say it.

Yao Qingqing kept thinking that the man looked like he was not a bad person after all, so he just waited until the man recovered the wound on his body and let the man leave on his own.

It has been three full days since the journey.

At this time, there was a waning moon in the sky, and Yao Qingqing pushed open the gate of her yard against the base of the wall.

He walked in with a familiarity. When he passed the firewood shed, he stood there and looked at it. Then he hurried into the house, found an oil lamp, gently pushed open the door of the firewood shed, and walked in.

Seeing that the man from Beirong Kingdom had recovered most of his recovery after three days of cultivation. Although he had not yet recovered, he could be said to be a difference between heaven and earth compared to three days ago.

The difference between him three days ago and three days later is huge, and it can be called a distinction between clouds and mud.

"Are you all done now? If it's done, leave quickly!"

Yao Qingqing held the oil lamp tightly in her hand, frowned and looked at the man in Beirong and said.

This man has a compound surname, which is exactly the same as the imperial surname of Beirong Kingdom, and his name is Xianyu Shaohua.

Xian Yu Shaohua saw Yao Qingqing quickly walking in from outside, and tried to stand up and salute Yao Qingqing several times.

However, I don't know why, I can't struggle to get up even if I live or die.

"Thank you for your life to save me. I, Shao Yu, will never forget the girl's kindness forever. This great kindness will be repaid in the future!"

Xian Yu Shaohua's tone was already choked when he spoke, and he pressed against the wall tightly, just like in the past three days.

Yao Qingqing sighed heavily and said, "I have repeatedly asked you about your identity, but if you never tell me, I have no choice."

"But I see that your surname is clearly the royal family of Beirong Kingdom. I have told you earlier that my husband hates the people of Beirong Kingdom the most in his life. It just so happens that your identity is so sensitive. It's not that I'm asking me to say more."

"If you walk one day and a half later, even if you won't be killed by the officers and soldiers of the Mauryan Dynasty, you will probably be stabbed to death by my husband with a sword!"

Xianyu Shaohua sighed in a deep voice and said, "It's okay for a girl to let me leave, but she must tell me your name. I must repay this great kindness that is as heavy as Mount Tai in the future."

Yao Qingqing was anxious and kept looking back and forth outside the firewood shed, gritting her teeth and saying, "Yao Qingqing!"

Xianyu Shaohua kept the three words Yao Qingqing in his heart.

Somehow, Yao Qingqing always seemed to have an ominous premonition in the dark, but she was very confused about what would happen.

When I think of the bodies of the Mauryan dynasty officers and soldiers in Qin Xingyun's courtyard, I can't help but feel nervous.

Yao Qingqing was about to turn around and walk outside, but at this moment, Xianyu Shaohua mustered up the courage to reach out and grab Yao Qingqing's hand tightly.
Chapter completed!