The child was a little confused.
"road?"
Xuan Ting stood up, originally wanting to rest quietly for a while.
I didn't expect to meet such a clingy child.
He pointed to a large vat nearby.
"go back."
The child walked back obediently and climbed back into the tank according to the original method.
It’s a pity that both corn buns fell out.
Xuan Ting closed his eyes, looked at the child holding the lid, and kindly stuffed two steamed buns into the jar.
The child was stunned and held the steamed bun in his arms.
When Xuan Ting was about to turn around and leave, he stopped.
He looked out the window impatiently, then looked back at the child.
The child was still looking at him.
Xuan Ting lowered his eyes: "No, come out."
He understood this.
"grown ups."
After shouting this, the child spontaneously shrank into the tank.
Xuan Ting remained calm and hid in the darkness.
There were about a dozen people outside the house, walking slowly through the alley.
"Boss! No one!"
It's the bandits in the mountains.
The bandit leader made a "Puh" sound and smacked his palm with the handle of the whip in his hand.
"Take away everything edible here!"
The bandit leader was originally hiding in the back mountain.
He knew how terrible the plague was, but he didn't expect it to be so terrible.
In just two days, nearly half of the people in the village died.
He was decisive and had them all burned.
He did not let go of anyone who showed symptoms.
Only by being ruthless at this time can you survive.
The stronghold that originally had hundreds of people was suddenly reduced to only seventy or eighty people.
The horror of this epidemic left the bandit leader with lingering fears.
But there was nothing stored on the mountain.
In desperation, the bandit leader had to come down the mountain to ask for some things.
As soon as we entered the city, the smell of blood and decay hit our noses.
The bandit leader paused.
Come to think of it, they can't escape even if they are just copycats.
Then how could Hongcheng possibly escape?
"Search all the food in the house and put on your masks!"
As the bandits came along, there were almost no people in the house.
Or it could be a corpse that is no longer in shape.
At the command of the bandit leader, more than a dozen people dispersed.
I plan to find something to eat in the house.
Xuan Ting had no intention of confronting them.
He never does anything unnecessary.
Xuan Ting looked at the wound on his shoulder and found it was almost healed.
In that case, it's time for him to leave.
Xuan Ting turned around and walked through the window.
Just happened to avoid the bandits who entered through the door.
The bandit was tall and thin, and he looked around the house with some disgust.
"What could be in this room?"
He looked left and right, but there was nothing.
Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly noticed out of the corner of my eye that there was a large vat in the corner.
These are commonly found in people's homes, used to store water or rice.
Since this family has this in their house, there must be something wrong.
The bandits rarely interact with the people of Hongcheng.
Naturally, I don’t know the habits of the people in Hongcheng. Such a large vat is used to store water.
He walked over slowly, and Xuan Ting, who was squatting on the beam, had a slight flicker in his eyes.
Do you want to save him?
There are so many bandits around here, if something goes wrong.
That will bring him trouble.
What Xuan Ting hates most is trouble.
only. .
Watching the bandits getting closer and closer to the big vat.
The child inside seemed to have noticed something as well.
He hugged himself tightly, and the steamed bun in his hands was almost torn into pieces.
But he was very brave and tried hard not to cry out loud.
The bandit casually walked over to the big vat.
Just when I was about to take off the lid.
Xuan Ting's fingers moved slightly.
Suddenly there was a noise outside the house.
The bandit stopped immediately and looked outside the house.
"who!"
He has always been suspicious, so he held the weapon in his hand carefully and slowly approached.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief after I went outside and walked around and found that there was really no one there.
But this also interrupted his thoughts.
The child in the house saved his life.
Xuan Ting came down from the beam and happened to meet a pair of tearful eyes.
——It’s that child.
"grown ups."
He didn't say much, just called Xuan Ting "Sir".
Xuan Ting was a little stunned, and his memory returned to the past in an instant.
There was a little eunuch who grew up with him.
I have almost forgotten what he looked like.
The only thing I remember is that he always followed Xuan Ting, worried about him.
Shouting again and again: "Your Highness, Your Highness."
Xuan Ting frowned slightly. What was his name?
I don’t have much impression.
Or rather, the moment Bai Qinghan woke him up.
All the past has turned into a wisp of smoke.
Although it has been here, there is no trace left.
The child was still looking at him eagerly.
Xuan Ting suddenly spoke: "What's your name?"
The child tilted his head: "Ah, Aji."
But I couldn't remember my last name.
Xuan Ting turned around and suddenly remembered.
The little eunuch was called Jixiang.
The child struggled to climb out of the vat and followed Xuan Ting.
He doesn't walk very fast.
But fortunately, I could see Xuan Ting's back, so I just followed him.
This scene fell into Lu Anan's eyes.
She lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
"A Shen, you say..."
Lu Heyi and Xuan Ting are completely different.
Lu Heyi is more like complete, self-surrender.
He was willing to give everything to the person behind the scenes.
But Xuan Ting is not.
He was forced, compulsorily, to have everything he didn't want.
The fire in Anluo Kingdom devoured everything he had.
He watched, powerless, and had to act like a puppet.
Allow yourself to be controlled by your enemies.
Hatred and submission are intertwined.
This is a deeper level of pain.
"What is Xuan Ting waiting for?"
According to his current level of control, he can actually escape completely.
But... Xuan Ting did not leave.
"Maybe he's waiting for an opportunity."
Lu Anan's question just now was not a question, but an affirmation.
"A chance to kill an enemy."
So he has to survive.
Even if it is humiliating and unbearable.
None of this is anything.
What's more, reveal some small information to Lu Anan.
"A Shen, did he recognize me?"
"The Anluo people are very xenophobic and have their own beliefs."
Lu Anan understood this sentence instantly.
"Is my grandmother the only one who married a stranger?"
She murmured it out.
Chu Jin nodded deeply.
"He knows who I am."
Lu Anan spoke softly.
"He wanted to protect me."
After all, Lu Anan is besides Xuan Ting.
The only one who continues the bloodline of Anluo Kingdom.
And the bloodline that belongs to her is at least clean.
"An An, he just wants to protect the people of Anluo."
——This is written in his bones, it is the responsibility of the prince.
"He just felt that there were some things he should do."
The prince, who was highly favored and worshipped by his subjects, took up the knife himself.
For his blood feud with them.
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