Chapter 185 High-level political struggles often

reveal emotions for only a moment. When Jiang Zhiyu looked over again, He Yanting's expression had returned to normal.

He squinted his eyes and walked forward.

Jiang Zhiyu looked at him and did not retreat.

Her pupils reflected He Yanting's seemingly calm face. When he was only one step away from her, He Yanting stopped.

"Miss San seems to have misunderstood what I meant," he leaned down and approached her, smiling: "The meaning of what I said in that paragraph was not to stop you, but to tell you that no matter what decision you make, we are all on the same front."

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

"Then... thank you?"

Thank... thank you?

He Yanting was visibly stunned.

He thought Jiang Zhiyu might be shy, confused, or even ignore him, but he never thought she would react like this.

He pricked up his ears to listen to her inner voice, but heard nothing.

While he was stunned, Jiang Zhiyu took a step forward, and the two were very close.

He Yanting subconsciously wanted to take a step back. Jiang Zhiyu's height was just up to He Yanting's chin. She looked up at him, with an inexplicable sense of coquettishness.

She hooked her finger, and He Yanting half bent his legs and looked at her straight in the eyes. They

were so close, so close that he could see the fluff on Jiang Zhiyu's face and feel her warm breath. He Yanting couldn't help but slow down the frequency of blinking his eyes, and there was darkness under his eyes.

"High-end political struggles often adopt the simplest methods."

He Yanting: "???"

What does that mean?

Until Jiang Zhiyu pushed him out of the door, he looked at her smilingly and asked him to go back to rest, and then closed the door mercilessly.

He Yanting stood at the door, still not understanding what she meant.

He stared at the door and sighed, then turned back to his room.

In the room, Jiang Zhiyu was lying on the bed, wrapped in a thick quilt, as if she was trapped in the clouds.

She squinted her eyes with satisfaction like a kitten basking in the sun, but snorted in her heart:

[I knew that the old emperor would definitely have other ideas, even using the beauty trap, and flirting with me? ]

[Why don’t you ask what I did in the past! ]

[I’m the military advisor in the team! 】

...

After a dreamless night, Jiang Zhiyu and Xu Yaowen woke up the next day feeling refreshed. He Yanting looked a little tired and kept looking at Jiang Zhiyu while eating breakfast.

Jiang Zhiyu was concentrating on eating and didn't look up.

Xu Yaowen was chewing a steamed bun, his eyes wandering over them.

It felt like there was some secret hidden between these two people.

But...

when He Yanting glanced over once, Xu Yaowen finally couldn't help but coughed lightly, his eyes full of warnings.

What are you doing? Do you think he's dead?

He Yanting lowered his eyes slightly, like a bullied young wife. Although he didn't say anything, his boundless grievance could be felt from his trembling eyelashes.

Xu Yaowen: "..."

It didn't seem like he was trying to take away his own cabbage, but rather that the cabbage took away his cabbage, and he didn't take responsibility...

Frightened by the fantasy in his mind, Xu Yaowen picked up the porridge on the table and drank it in one gulp as if he were drinking wine.

Jiang Zhaorong sat next to them, but didn't come forward to talk to them.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, they continued on their journey. After nine days of traveling under the stars, they finally entered the territory of Jinzhou, not far from the city.

Although there were inns along the official road, they were still on the road all the time, and everyone's faces inevitably showed some fatigue, especially Xu Yaowen.

He was worried about Jinzhou. It was fine a few days ago, but these past few days, seeing refugees everywhere on the road and the crying of women and children, he couldn't sleep all night.

Now that he has entered the territory of Jinzhou, he is already worried before he sees anyone.

Previously in Shengjing, several people had taken the antidote, so they did not wear masks, but went straight forward.

The road was terribly quiet. Even after passing a few villages, there was no human smoke, and everyone's faces suddenly became ugly.

After passing one or two villages, Xu Yaowen could still comfort himself, but after five or six villages in a row, the same thing happened, and his hands were shaking.

Before I returned to Beijing, Jinzhou was not rich, but at least people could be seen. However, now, there is not even a trace of life!

In this situation, no one can say a word.

The carriage was moving along, and the only sound was the sound of wheels rolling over the soil.

After another half a day, when it was close to the edge of Jinzhou City, people's voices gradually came to my ears.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Xu Yaowen couldn't wait to lift the curtain, and his pupils trembled suddenly.

Jiang Zhiyu looked to the side and saw corpses everywhere outside, in a terrible state. Even the soil had signs of being eaten. Some people were lying on the ground groaning, but no one was watching them. There were constant coughing and crying. Some people were even gnawing at their arms, which were bloody and mangled, but their faces were very calm and their eyes were numb.

Hell on earth is nothing more than this.

The city gates were closed and there were no soldiers guarding them. Jiang Zhiyu looked up and saw them sitting on the city wall, feasting and laughing at the refugees below, as if they were watching a drama.

No one could remain indifferent to this situation.

The three people in the carriage could see the anger in each other's eyes.

Their carriage was so conspicuous that the soldiers on the city wall looked over and shouted, "Who is that person under the city?"

Xu Yaowen opened the curtains of the carriage, and as soon as he showed his face, the soldiers on the city wall recognized him.

"It's the prefect!"

The soldiers stood up quickly.

Damn it, shouldn't he arrive tomorrow?

He called another soldier, "Quick! Go and tell the patrol officer that the prefect is back!"

The news that the prime minister had requested to come to Jinzhou was so sensational that it naturally reached Liu Zhijie's ears. They tacitly assumed that the prime minister would come back with Xu Yaowen, and Jinzhou was plagued by an epidemic. Normal people would think of delaying it. If they followed the normal speed, they should arrive on the 15th. If they delayed it a little longer, wouldn't this month have passed?

But who would have thought that they would come so quickly!

The officers and soldiers hurriedly went down the city wall, opened the city gate, and let them in.

Logically speaking, anyone who had a little desire to survive would rush in without hesitation when they saw the city gate open at this moment, but the refugees outside seemed to have seen nothing and just lay on the ground.

He Yanting noticed that some people were full of fear when they looked at the city gate.

It seemed that entering the city was several times more terrifying than being outside.

He retracted his gaze and looked at the city wall, thinking.

[As expected.]

He Yanting glanced at Jiang Zhiyu with a frown and a serious expression.

[Liu Zhijie only distributed the medicine in his hand to the people in the city, and sold the rest at a high price, causing the people outside the city to spend all their wealth for a medicine.]