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Chapter 57 The Road to Escape
Gou Yue became curious and pushed the heater closer, "I promise not to tell anyone what you said, just tell me like you're telling a story, okay?"

She said of course it was okay, "The girl and I hit it off immediately and we hit it off very well."

Gou Yue put her arms around her shoulders and said, "I didn't expect you to feel this way. That's what I wanted to say just now, Cheng'er."

She stared into Gou Yue's eyes, as if judging whether every word she said was true or false.

When he saw that she seemed defenseless, he said, "Have you ever heard that His Majesty has a girl who has been by his side since he was a boy?"

Gou Yue shook her head, "Isn't your Majesty from Chu, and that woman is also from Chu?"

She said, "Indeed. Later, I followed His Majesty in battle and became His Majesty's right-hand man."

Gou Yue said with envy, "You must be very skilled in martial arts. If I have a chance to see him in the future, I will definitely go and ask for advice on martial arts."

She said it was impossible.

"Why?"

"That female general is dead." She wanted to capture Gou Yue's weakness from her subtle expression.

Gou Yue regretted, "Your Majesty is in the prime of life, and that woman is not young at all. She is jealous of her talent."

She said, "I wonder if the girl has ever heard of her name?"

"Is she famous in Liangzhu? I heard that there are indeed some women in the army who can lead troops to fight, but I have never seen them."

"Perhaps the girl has heard her name."

She looked at Gou Yue and said, "Her name is...Talan Usolda."

Gou Yueru was struck by lightning, "Talan?" Could it be Ayuan's Talan?

"Yes, have you heard this woman's name?"

Gou Yue scratched his brow and said, "I've heard of it."

Could she not have heard of Wen Yuanzhi's ex-wife?

Unexpectedly, this woman has a deep connection with the royal family.

Why didn't Wen Yuanzhi say more about these things before?

Yes, I was afraid that she would think too much about it, so I rarely mentioned it.

"What kind of general is she?"

"The ever-victorious general has saved His Majesty from fire and water many times. If there is anyone in this world that His Majesty can trust completely, it is her."

Gou Yue said, "Serve the master wholeheartedly. He is not a bad person."

"But I have also heard of an old story. Just listen to it, girl. You will know the right and wrong in your heart."

Han Cheng thought of their old story of escaping all the way to the Imperial Court of Chu in the White Rock Desert. He could obviously talk to this woman about a lot, but she just wanted to talk about this.

Before he could say anything, the past came to mind.

"Brother Yuanzhi!" A pair of hands stretched out from the door and locked Wen Yuanzhi's arms.

"Han Cheng, have you left the White Rock Desert too?!"

Seeing him in such a mess, Han Cheng felt extremely distressed and quickly pulled him into the low stone room.

The door was made of two old door panels, covered with a layer of gray animal fur, which Wen Yuanzhi thought was wolf skin.

Mo Du heard the sound and walked out.

Seeing Taran leaning against the door and feeling weak, he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with her?"

"injured."

"When did this happen?"

Wen Yuanzhi was a little angry, but his words were still calm, "It should be time to fight Ruozhiren. She hasn't eaten or drank for several days, and she was injured again. She needs to take a good rest."

"What about you, are you injured?" Han Cheng touched him back and forth.

Wen Yuanzhi pushed her away calmly, "How long have you been here?"

"Arrived yesterday." Mo Du was a little unhappy.

After settling Taran, the three of them sat on the blanket at the host's house.

This family is between Ruozhi and Dachu, very close to the Baishi Desert. Fortunately, they have a pool of water, which can ensure the family's daily life.The male host was wearing a leather robe, the outside of which was stained black and shiny by the oil smoke. It looked like it was old at first glance.

His wife sounded not very old, but her face was weathered, cracked and red under the scorching sun, and there were countless wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but her smile was extremely warm.

Han Cheng played with the host's children.

One of the girls especially liked her and kept calling her Dounan.

At first she thought she was calling her sister, but later she asked and found out that was not the case.

"What does Dounan mean?" she asked Wen Yuanzhi.

"Yes--"

Being intercepted by Mo Du, "Dounan means Fengshen."

"Fengshen?"

"Yes, I told you before that the Dachu people believe in the sun god and the moon god. The wind god is their child and the most beautiful and gentle god among the gods."

Han Cheng held back his joy, "So she called me fairy?"

"You can say that." Mo Du smiled slightly.

Wen Yuanzhi stood up and spoke a few words in Chu language to the hostess.

"Brother Yuanzhi, what did you say to her?"

"Nothing, just asking her to get some food."

Han Cheng stood up and handed the woman a piece of gold in his purse.

She refused.

"How can we ask for things from our guests?" the host said.

"It's okay, we already caused a lot of trouble to you by living here yesterday," Mo Du said.

The child took Han Cheng's hand and walked out.

"where to?"

Wen Yuan said, "She wants to take you out to fetch water."

"Let's go out and have some fun. We haven't set off yet." Mo Du saw that Wen Yuanzhi also had something to say to him, so he dismissed Han Cheng and said.

The child's soft little hands grabbed Han Cheng, and the two trotted along.

This journey was really hard. Although I didn't go the wrong way because I knew the road was strong, I almost bumped into Ruozhi people when I was about to cross the water several times. I had to go back and consider the long term. Now it's better. Wenyuan is there and the backbone is there.

The hostess killed a whole sheep, which was a big expense. Wen Yuanzhi wanted to give some more money, but was stopped by the rugged prairie man, "That fairy-like girl has already given us a lot. If we take more, The gods will blame us for treating our guests badly."

It was not until the second day that Taran's high fever disappeared. She sat up vaguely and looked at the unfamiliar environment around her. There was a chipped lacquer bowl on the low wooden table, half filled with water.

Her throat was so dry that she was about to drink it when Han Cheng came over and asked, "Aren't you afraid of poison?"

Taran didn't hear it and drank it all in one gulp.

"It's so boring. If you don't understand Yan language, I can't even tease you." Han Cheng put a clean set of clothes in her hand.

"Your clothes are torn and stained with blood. If we hadn't had to rush on our way, Gao De would let you take a bath and then bandage you carefully. But you also know that your master, Mo Du, cannot stay here for a long time, otherwise we will all die." She didn't care whether she could understand it or not, just muttered a bunch of words.

Taran wiped the water from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and looked up at her.

Her fox-like eyes made Han Cheng surprised, "Hey, your eyes are not black. They are the same as the civet cat I used to have. They are like the color of tea for the second time."

Taran unbuttoned the copper buckle on his body and exposed half of his shoulders. Han Cheng, who was sitting next to him, immediately shouted, "You...what are you doing?"

She quickly went to close the small door, "Why don't you say anything when you want to change your clothes? I'll close the door for you."

Taran acted like a deaf person in front of her. She ignored Han Cheng, and Han Cheng had no choice but to say, "That's it, let's change."

Mo Du said she was a weirdo, and it was true.

Very strange!

She doesn't look like a woman, she doesn't look like a man, and she doesn't look like a human being.

A biting hound kept in a cage was released silently, and she would kill anyone she bit.

(End of this chapter)