Although half of the villagers were brutally killed, at least some survived.
I can't imagine if the little guy didn't come with Wei Cang and the others.
How many days will it take for the tragedy here to be discovered?
After the bandits were subdued, the injured villagers ran to their families who fell on the ground.
For a time, the sound of mourning enveloped the entire village.
It makes the cloudy sky even more sad.
Gu Nuoer turned around and asked Wei Cang in a soft voice: "Dudu, can you let your guards help them bury their families?"
Wei Cang frowned subconsciously.
He looked at the little guy's fair and clean face and watery eyes, and he really couldn't say no.
He thinks he has never been a soft-hearted person.
But……
Thinking of Gu Nuoer praising him as a good person just now.
Wei Cang reluctantly nodded.
He turned around and called to the soldiers to help the villagers who had lost their families dig holes and fill them with soil.
Yuan Gu felt a little strange at first.
They came specially to take the princess away.
Why did you help the people of Daqi to bury their families?
But when Yuan Gu saw Gu Nuoer's eyes shining with innocence and innocence, he joined the guard without hesitation.
No matter how deep the hatred between the two monarchs is, the little princess is still a child!
Protect the innocence in your children's hearts.
Gu Nuoer lowered his head and saw that the tips of his originally white and tender shoes were stained with mud and blood.
A little further up, the white socks were also dirty.
The little guy pouted dissatisfiedly.
She walked with her little feet to a small stream near the woods in the village.
This place is blocked by several houses, so Wei Cang and the others cannot see her here.
The little guy sat on the floor and took off his shoes and socks.
First I put my little feet into the stream and washed them.
I want to wipe the blood off my socks, but if my socks get wet, I won't be able to wear them.
Gu Nuoer couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
Put your small feet in the stream and feel the clear mountain stream flowing by.
Just when she was in a daze, thinking about what to do.
The small cloth socks in his hand were pulled away by a slender hand with distinct joints.
Gu Nuoer turned around and took a look.
Ye Siming was already squatting beside her, washing her socks in the stream.
"Brother Siming! I knew it was you!" The little guy's eyes were filled with joy.
She stretched out her two small hands, hugged his neck directly, and leaned her body on Ye Siming's shoulder.
Ye Siming has a stern profile, a very charming jawline, and a perfect young face.
But when he spoke, there was a hint of dissatisfaction.
"You still know it's me who's coming?" Ye Siming looked sideways at the little guy.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "Gu Nuo'er, I just left for a while and you were kidnapped."
Gu Nuoer put her little hands on her hips and said softly: "I was the one who carried them away! They can help me, so I followed their plan."
"Brother Siming, you saw it just now. If we hadn't arrived in time, all these villagers would have been killed."
Ye Siming sneered: "The bandits deserve to die, and these people who took you away will not survive either. I will go and deal with them now, and then I will send you back to the palace."
The little guy hurriedly hugged Ye Siming's arm tightly.
She put her little head on his shoulder and looked at him pitifully.
"Brother Siming, no, Dudu and Gugu are not bad-hearted, they are just following orders."
"Besides...I haven't had enough fun..."
When Gu Nuoer said this, she felt a little guilty.