Qiu Mobai and Qingqing both knew what was going on, but they pretended nothing had happened.
After dinner, Situ Yu, Chang Ying and Jin Suo were asked to wash the pots and clean up. Situ Yu was happy to do it.
After everything was cleaned up, everyone sat together to discuss things.
Liu Neng said.
"In the past few months, I have become familiar with the villagers. I heard that a villager had entered the mountain range before."
"He came back alive. He had no injuries or pain and was very healthy."
They were discussing things in the house, but unexpectedly, two outsiders came to the village. They were Wei Ling and Zhao Yanji, the prince of Xiaoyao.
Zhao Yanji was still in a coma and it looked like he would never wake up.
Wei Ling had to sleep in the open air all the way, and she had completely lost her former charm, and her hair had turned completely white.
At first glance, she looks like an old woman in her fifties or sixties.
The clothes she was wearing were also tattered and she looked very pitiful.
Their shabby carriage stopped in front of a villager's house in the village and they went over and knocked on the door.
No one opened the door.
They knocked on a few more houses, and finally only an old man opened the door.
His voice was filled with anger, and he glared at Wei Ling and yelled, "Who are you looking for at this time of night?"
"It's a beggar..."
Wei Ling frowned and glanced at the old man.
The old man suddenly shut up. He felt dizzy, and the defensiveness and anger on his face turned into stupidity.
Wei Ling raised her lips, "Brother, you are a good person. Let us, an orphan and a widow, live in your house."
The old man frowned subconsciously, but finally nodded and made way for the door.
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