Upon hearing this, the soldier looked at the emaciated, skin-and-bones child, then turned to the old man with a look that said, "Do you think I'm stupid?" and said fiercely, "Are you trying to fool a three-year-old?"

"Here, have some porridge." The soldier asked the person serving porridge for a bowl and handed it to the child.

The child licked his lips but didn't take it.

"Drink it, just drink what's given to you."

The child shook his head and hid behind the old man.

Seeing this, the soldier thought, "Hey, they're offering food but they don't want it. They're so hungry they're skin and bones, yet they still won't eat. That's really strange."

He then handed the porridge to the refugees behind him and walked away cursing.

Mo Feng also found it strange. This child clearly wanted to eat, so why wasn't he eating?

Seeing this, Yun Qingluo whispered, "Find someone with good lightness skills to follow them. Don't get too close, just follow them from a distance. Once you reach a secluded place, tie them up and take them to the Prince."

Mo Feng had doubts, but this wasn't the place to talk, so he could only suppress his questions and give an order to the people following behind him.

Yun Qingluo watched for a while, sometimes shaking her head and sometimes nodding, leaving Mo Feng at a loss.

Finally, Yun Qingluo spoke up, "Close the city gates. There's no need to let any more outsiders in. As for the refugees at the gate... throw some food down from the city wall. Don't let anyone else in."

Mo Feng nodded without hesitation, "Your Highness, please wait here for a moment while I go and inform her."

Yun Qingluo stopped him, "There's no need to do it deliberately, just talk to someone privately."

Then, Yun Qingluo stopped and turned to walk towards the City Lord's Mansion.

I only slowed my pace when I reached a secluded spot.

"Mo Feng, someone may have sneaked into the city during the chaos. Tell the prince not to alert them, but to search secretly and eliminate them once found. There's no need to keep them alive."

Upon hearing this, Mo Feng subconsciously retorted, "Impossible, that shouldn't be the case. Our people and the people from the City Lord's Mansion patrol and check the number of people in the city every day, and we haven't found anything unusual."

Yun Qingluo said calmly, "With people from three cities gathered together, oversights are inevitable. Don't be careless."

Mo Feng suddenly recalled the scene from earlier and asked in confusion, "Does the Princess suspect his grandfather and grandson?"

Yun Qingluo paused slightly, then continued walking forward as she spoke, "Perhaps, it's more than that; these people probably didn't intend to leave alive."

Yun Qingluo didn't get a reply from Mo Feng, so she turned her head to look at him and saw that he looked puzzled.

He kindly explained, "Did you notice the child's clothes? Although the child's clothes were torn and looked dirty, the material was the finest Yun brocade from Jiangnan. Only wealthy families could afford such fine Yun brocade. And those shoes, if I'm not mistaken, are a style that has just become popular in the capital this year. It hasn't even reached this region yet."

Mo Feng frowned, and after thinking about it carefully, he realized that this was indeed the case.

"But that doesn't prove anything. Besides, it's not that the old man refused to give the porridge; it's that his grandson simply wouldn't eat it."

Yun Qinglu smiled faintly, "Since they are grandfather and grandson, although it is said that there is a close bond between grandparents and grandchildren, there are still similarities. Those two people, however, have no resemblance whatsoever."

As a renowned doctor, especially someone who is more skilled in traditional Chinese medicine, examining bone structure is her forte.

They weren't grandfather and grandson at all.

The child didn't say a word from beginning to end. If she wasn't mistaken, the child's voice had probably been poisoned and rendered mute.

She saw in the child's eyes a longing for porridge, and also a despair that came from opening his mouth but not speaking.

If he didn't want to drink the porridge, he didn't need to keep turning around and leaving while repeatedly looking back at where the bowl of porridge had gone.

If he wasn't hungry, he wouldn't keep putting his hand on his stomach and rubbing it incessantly; he would be extremely hungry.

Later, she had Xiao Yi tested, and it turned out that the child's voice had not only been poisoned and made hoarse, but it was also the kind of voice that would hurt so badly that he was half-dead whenever he ate.

He hadn't eaten for five days; it's no wonder his stomach hurt. He was lucky to be alive.

Especially when the child turned around and was pulled away by the old man, his arm, which was sticking out from under the sleeve, was covered with scars.

Yun Qingluo was almost furious, but the old man moved with light steps, clearly a trained fighter, so she guessed that the child was a shield who had been kidnapped.

Otherwise, where would an ordinary old man get such a rare poison?

Yun Qingluo was getting impatient.

“Mo Feng, I’m not entirely at ease. Why don’t you go yourself? I’m afraid that old man’s identity is a disguise. If too few people go and we fail to catch him, we’ll surely alert him,” Yun Qingluo said to Mo Feng, stopping in her tracks.

Mo Feng was about to retort when Yun Qingluo said, "The city lord's mansion is just around the corner, and there are people lurking in the shadows. I'm fine, you should go quickly, this matter is very important."

Upon hearing this, Mo Feng nodded, accepted the order, and left.

Yun Qingluo didn't linger any longer and quickened her pace towards the city lord's mansion.

Yingyue City is no longer safe. The enemy is in the shadows, while they are in the open. She doesn't know how many people have infiltrated Yingyue City.

Yun Qingluo answered that she had summoned a person from the Divine Healer Valley from her courtyard.

"Send a message to the Divine Doctor Valley, and have Yun Li bring a thousand men to Yingyue City. Something might be going to happen here," Yun Qingluo said to the man with a solemn expression.

The man immediately accepted the order, but then hesitated and said, "Valley Master, why don't you go back to Divine Healer Valley? Since it's not safe here, you shouldn't stay here any longer."

Yun Qingluo smiled slightly, "My husband and the father of my child are still here, and you are all still here. I can't leave. If I have to leave, we can all leave safely together. Otherwise, we can all stay here."

Upon hearing this, the man stopped trying to persuade her, only telling her to take care of herself, before bowing to Yun Qingluo and leaving.

Yun Qingluo sat at the table, still feeling somewhat flustered.

She felt like she was overlooking something, but she just couldn't remember what it was.

"Xiao Yi, are you sure that child's voice has really been poisoned and made hoarse?" Yun Qingluo asked Xiao Yi.

From a distance, she couldn't see anything unusual about the child, but she felt that the child was too quiet, like a puppet on a string, moving only when pulled.

Xiao Yi snorted coldly, "What kind of tone is that? How could my diagnosis be wrong?"

Yun Qingluo said, "I just feel like something's not right. The grandfather and grandson don't look alike at all. Even playing a master and servant would be fine, but why do they have to play grandfather and grandson?"

Xiao Yi said, "Didn't you see that they are all refugees? When everyone is just trying to make ends meet, who has time to care whether you are grandfather and grandson? Besides, you met them on the way to escape, and you recognized them as grandsons along the way. Is that not allowed?"

Yun Qinglu retorted subconsciously, "So many refugees starved to death along the way, why didn't that old man take a refugee's clothes and give them to the child to wear? And he even let him pass them off so well, it would be hard not to notice."