Zheng Quchi was taken aback, realizing he had misunderstood. Although she had always been an ordinary citizen, she understood the importance of considering the bigger picture. She tried to explain, "That's not what I meant... I just wanted to know what I can do right now."
She suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness. She realized that when people are caught up in a war, they can be so insignificant and helpless. Once ordinary people are no longer protected by the national army, they are like antelopes, killed at will by others.
When Wei Yao heard that she had survived a dangerous situation, her first thought was not to escape, avoid hardship, or feel fortunate, but to reflect, blame herself, and face the situation positively.
To be honest, he really liked her sunny and bright personality.
Reaching out to ruffle her hair, Wei Yao guided her with her own experiences and insights: "Aqing, what you can do depends on your own thinking. When you truly want to do something, you will naturally know what you should do and what you can do."
Wei Yao carries a heavy burden. As Yuwen Sheng's right-hand man, he naturally has more than just the task of rescue.
He didn't have time to say much more to her before he had to leave.
After Zheng Quchi and Wei Yao led their troops to sweep away and capture the barbarians, they finally allowed themselves to stop pretending and show their true worry before rushing off to find Qiu.
Just now, after Qiu was rescued by Wei Yao, she disappeared when no one was paying attention.
"Autumn!"
Qiu heard her shout and came out from behind the tree. He had already pulled the arrow out of his chest, and surprisingly, the wound did not bleed much.
Although Zheng Quchi was puzzled, he still asked, "Qiu, how are your injuries?"
He shook his head: "It's okay, I have medicine. You should go down the mountain quickly. It will be safer with Wei Yao and the others."
"And what about you?"
"Don't worry about me. The most important thing is not to arouse Yuwen Sheng and the others' suspicion."
Unlike Shan Bian, he didn't ask Zheng Quchi why he was so familiar with Yuwen Sheng's people.
Seeing that he did not appear to be seriously injured, Zheng Quchi nodded.
She had only taken two steps when she stopped, turned back to him, and said solemnly, "Qiu, thank you."
Qiu paused for a moment, then instinctively reached for the spot on her chest where the wooden eagle had been placed.
The reason this arrow wound was so minor was because Mu Ying blocked most of it for him, which allowed him to survive.
It was the wooden eagle she gave him that saved him.
Watching Zheng Quchi's retreating figure, he lowered his eyes.
"Ruler, don't betray me..."
He didn't want to kill her.
Although he had killed many people before, killing was as simple and commonplace to him as drinking water and eating.
This was the first time he had felt resistance and unwillingness towards killing.
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