Although Chu Chenyin told Fu Changhong many times that her elder brother would be fine, Fu Changhong was still worried and sneaked to the Fourth Prince's camp at night.
The weather is getting colder and colder now, and it snowed heavily at night.
If there was no charcoal fire in the house at this time, people would be frozen to death.
The charcoal that the Fourth Prince and the Third Prince had stored was running low, so the two of them sat together, feeling cold and hungry.
The Third Prince shrank his neck, staring at the flames in a trance and said, "Fourth brother, do you think we will die here?"
The fourth prince added some firewood to the fire and said, "Third brother, don't worry, I won't let you die here."
The third prince smiled slightly, "It's okay, even if I die here, it doesn't matter. I can see my mother before I die, so I can die without regrets."
The fourth prince frowned and said with concentration: "If anyone is to blame for this, it's all father's fault. If he hadn't been determined to kill the Fu family, why would we have to use these means to get some food?"
When they arrived, they had already asked around and found that any villager living near Zi'an City who had charcoal provided by the Fu family had charcoal.
If they hadn't had any grudges with the Fu family, perhaps they could have gotten some.
The Third Prince comforted him, "It was wrong of us to kidnap Fu Xingcheng. Of course they would not give us food. It's good enough that they didn't kill us."
The fourth prince looked at the flames in deep thought. After a long moment, he said, "Third brother, I will try again tomorrow."
The third prince shook his head and said, "Forget it, you better not go. I will go to the nearby village tomorrow to see if I can get some charcoal."
The fourth prince did not reply, but just stared at the fire in silence.
Outside the camp, Mu Zhiliu Shen secretly took two fine weapons and left here without anyone noticing.
As luck would have it, he had just ridden halfway when he saw Fu Kanghong riding towards him.
Fu Qianghong's ears were frozen red and even his cheeks were cracked.
It was so cold tonight that the tears on my eyelashes froze into frost.
Mu Zhiliu steadied his horse and asked her, "Why are you here?"
Fu Kanghong shrank his neck, sneezed and said, "My sister-in-law said you haven't come back yet, so I plan to go to their camp to look for you!"
Mu Zhiliu jumped off his horse and strode up to her. He changed his usual calm demeanor, frowned, and said angrily, "It's so cold tonight, and you ran out like this? You're killing yourself!"
"I'm just worried about you." Fu Kanghong sniffed, his voice slightly nasal, and he looked very innocent.
Mu Zhiliu's ears twitched, and he calmed down his anger. He asked her seriously, "What did you just say?"
Fu Kanghong shrank his neck, sniffed again, and said slowly: "I said I was worried about you."
Mu Zhiliu suddenly raised the corners of his lips and smiled foolishly.
Fu Qianhong was telling the truth, but she didn't say all of it. She just expressed her concern for her brother. If Fu Yanting and Fu Xingcheng were here today, she would have come as well.
However, Mu Zhiliu seemed to have misunderstood her meaning and laughed even happier.
"Worry about me~hahaha~"
“Hahaha~”
“Haha~”
Fu Kanghong's brows twitched, and there were question marks on his forehead. No one knew what he was laughing at.
After Mu Zhiliu finished laughing, he jumped onto her horse, put his arm around her waist, pulled the reins in her hand and said, "Let's go home! Drive!"
Fu Kanghong felt very uncomfortable being held in his arms, so he moved back and found a very comfortable place to sit.
She felt comfortable, but Mu Zhiliu felt uncomfortable.
The two people were very close, their clothes rubbing against each other, and then against each other's flesh.
Soon, his whole body froze.
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