Shuilu Town is close to the capital, so the people here naturally have different knowledge and experience than those in border towns. When they talk about current events, they are eloquent and have a lot of reason and evidence.
Zheng Quchi no longer needed to squeeze in to see what was posted on the bulletin board; she believed that soon these kinds of posts would circulate like small advertisements throughout the streets and alleys.
The people of Julu Kingdom are deliberately trying to mess with the mentality of Ye Kingdom.
The news that the guardian deity of Ye Kingdom for so many years had died and been defeated by them had been circulating widely in private, but it was only a guess and speculation. However, Julu Kingdom directly revealed that they had the most direct evidence in their hands - the corpse of Yuwen Sheng.
Such a statement undoubtedly shattered the faint hope that existed in everyone's hearts; they wanted to make the State of Ye live in constant fear.
Zheng Quchi knew that this matter was probably true.
As one of the parties involved, she clearly witnessed Yuwen Sheng being hunted down by the Mo family and the Julu army. After being hit by countless arrows, he fell heavily into the Blood River. At that time, the area was filled with flames and smoke, and the menacing red light was terrifying.
She was stunned for a few seconds, but when she saw someone coming out, she quickly stopped an older woman: "Auntie, I can't squeeze in. Are you sure what they're talking about is true?"
The woman glanced at her and said, "It can't be fake, right? I heard that the people of Julu Kingdom are planning to send General Yuwen's body back to Ye Kingdom. If it were fake, how could they dare to do it so openly?"
"Send it back?"
"Yes, they said they'd have the King of Ye and the others identify him to see if he is indeed our Ye Kingdom's Great General..." At this point, the aunt sighed, "What a tragedy! What will become of our Ye Kingdom in the future?"
Zheng Quchi was somewhat absent-minded on the way to the inn. Instead of getting on the carriage, she made an excuse and asked Wu Liang to take Brother Sang and the others to the inn that Lan Yue had booked first, while she wandered around and would find her way there later.
She walked alone on the unfamiliar, bustling street. The roadside was filled with the sounds of various vendors hawking their wares. People came and went, their figures overlapping and intersecting, but no one stopped.
"Fuxian maltose candy! It comes in all sorts of flavors, sweet, sour, and fruity. Come and take a look, have a taste! You can't find it anywhere else, and it's just as sweet and delicious as Lamo..."
Suddenly, a familiar local accent was heard. It was the Sichuan dialect of Fuxian County, and many people were attracted by this unique hawking voice and gathered around the person's stall.
Zheng Quchi also walked over, took a couple of looks, and then couldn't help but buy a bag as well.
But after she finished buying the candy, she suddenly realized that there was no one around to give her any more candy.
My younger sister is losing her baby teeth and can't eat too much sugar. My older brother doesn't like sugar either, and she... doesn't seem to like it anymore either.
However, she had heard that sugar helps release dopamine, making people feel happier, and that's how she used to coax her deceased husband, but she had never tried it herself.
With some skepticism, I poured out one, put it in my mouth, and chewed it.
It's quite sweet.
She hadn't walked for long when she suddenly felt someone following her. She knew that Si Xi or Kong Li were definitely hiding in the shadows to protect her, even if she didn't give the order. So she wasn't flustered. When she turned around, she saw Yuan Xingzhou.
Yuan Xingzhou kept looking at her, his gaze shifting unpredictably.
Zheng Quchi asked in surprise, "Why did you come down here too? And why have you been following me?"
Yuan Xingzhou approached her, staring at the faintly visible candy between her rosy lips and teeth, and asked, "Yuwen Sheng is dead, are you very sad?"
Zheng Quchi was taken aback: "I'm very sad?"
She touched her face.
Yuan Xingzhou then asked in return, "Aren't you sad?"
“I don’t know…” Zheng Quchi wasn’t actually very familiar with Yuan Xingzhou, but it was precisely because they weren’t familiar that she seemed able to reveal some of her unspoken thoughts: “You know what? I still can’t quite believe that he died like that, perhaps…”
"Perhaps what?"
Zheng Quchi walked forward: "Perhaps I will only truly believe it when I see his body with my own eyes."
Yuan Xingzhou followed beside her, the two walking side by side: "Are you happy to have lost him? As far as I know, Yuwen Sheng can't even be a decent human being, how could he possibly know how to be a husband?"
Although it's unpleasant to hear, it seems to be the truth.
But Zheng Quchi thought about it for a moment.
The Yuwen Sheng she knew was indeed not a person in many ways, but a dictator. He was brutal and ruthless in his actions, and he never had any mercy. Anyone who was his enemy did not have a good ending.
But as her husband... aside from the incident where they mistakenly concealed each other's identities and caused harm, if she tried to recall, he always seemed to be more competent than her.
Whenever she is in trouble, he will travel thousands of miles to find a way to rescue her.
But when he was in danger, she did everything for him.
Aside from trying to salvage the situation afterward and protecting what he left behind, preventing anyone from touching or taking it away... the Ye Kingdom, which he had protected for so many years, is now on the verge of collapse and could fall into the clutches of other countries at any moment, including the Julu Kingdom that killed him...
Zheng Quchi turned his head, chewed up all the candy in his mouth, and swallowed it: "Yuan Xingzhou, what do you think is the point of living?"
Xing Yuanzhou paused for a moment before replying, "To have peace of mind and a clear conscience. But that's not my idea, though I think it should be yours."
Zheng Quchi was taken aback.
She turned back and looked at the bustling, lively street. Perhaps one day, war would break out and everything here would be reduced to ruins.
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