"Uncle, you've given us all the balls and you're going home now. Will the little boy cry?"
"No, he only bites me. But Uncle has thick skin, so it'll probably hurt him more when he bites."
"Uncle, my brother and I will just play with one ball. You can take this one back to entertain your little brother."
......
Qingsong was touched. What a good child! He shares what he has and knows how to worry about him.
"Get out of the way, the kite is mine!"
"No, I've already lined up. It's my turn now, and I want a kite!"
"Waaaaah, Grandpa, someone stole my kite!"
Suddenly, a dispute broke out. Qingsong gestured for the two siblings to go play aside while he went to see what was happening.
The officials distributing the items were also having a headache; there were still a few toys left, but there was only one kite.
The two little boys both wanted the kite and were about to fight each other.
Qingsong walked over and said coolly:
"Stop it, all of you. If you keep hitting it, this kite might as well be destroyed."
The two little boys, being quite perceptive, whispered among themselves and quickly devised a solution—
"Then I won't fight anymore, Stone, let go of me."
"Hey, Er Gou, you can't take it either. Let's make a deal. You can take the kite, but we can play together."
"Sure, it's settled then."
Then Er Gou took the kite and ran to the old man who had brought him there, saying:
"Grandpa Hunchback, I want to play kite with Stone, so I won't come with you."
"Hehehe~"
The old man nodded and said with a smile:
"Alright, Er Gou, you've had enough fun. Go home early, or your parents will worry."
"Mmm~"
Er Gou turned around and ran off happily to find stones to play with.
Little did anyone know, the old man's hand, behind his back, held a silver needle between his fingertips, seemingly ready to strike...
"Grandpa, are you sick? Do you want to come for a checkup? Don't worry, it's free."
A passing official casually offered a reminder, and the atmosphere became somewhat tense.
"Oh, I do have a bit of a headache and fever, maybe I caught a chill last night, it's nothing serious~"
The old man shook his head and turned to leave.
"Oh, old man, since you're sick, you should see a doctor. Do you have any children or grandchildren at home? Are you facing any difficulties?"
The officers weren't stupid; they clearly sensed something was amiss.
While subtly holding the other person back, he gestured behind his back to urgently evacuate the crowd!
The children who were playing around were all lured away by Qingsong offering them candy.
The refugees queuing for porridge and medical treatment were also moved away and protected by the officials at their signal.
At this point, the situation was quite clear.
The delaying official's hand, already gripping the hilt of his sword, was already gesturing...
Hehehe~
The old man's hunched back suddenly straightened.
His face was contorted in a ferocious expression, and his laughter was terrifying.
"You brat, how did you find out?"
Cold sweat trickled down the officer's forehead; this hunchback was indeed suspicious!
"Whoosh~"
The long sword was drawn, and the other officers came to help. They drew their swords and confronted each other in one smooth motion.
The officials couldn't very well say that it was the princess who discovered the anomaly, because that would only bring trouble upon her.
He stared at the other person and said—
"Your boots give you away."
Now it seems that the other person's boots are too new.
The refugees all came from famine. He had been working outside the city for a long time and had seen many of the refugees' shoes. They were either worn out, straw sandals, or a mix of new and old.
But this guy's shoes were made of the finest fabric and were brand new, which was a major giveaway.
"Is that so?"
The old man—or rather, the other person—torn off the human skin mask from under his jaw and carelessly tossed it on the ground.
A young face was revealed. The boy smiled wickedly, then pulled something out of his pocket and threw it out!
"Martial law—"
"Cover your nose and breathe!"
"Thump—"
Some people were drugged, while others reacted quickly but inhaled some of the mist and then stood up unsteadily.
"Princess Xiangyun, have you had enough of the show? Are you satisfied?"
The boy moved with ghostly speed and quickly arrived in front of Jiang Yue.
She dispatched the surrounding guards to protect innocent civilians.
It is indeed dangerous right now.
"You recognize me?"
Jiang Yue remained calm and gestured to the second son and the officials and guards in the distance not to make any rash moves.
"After our hasty farewell yesterday, I pondered deeply upon returning home and finally figured out your identity. Your Highness is truly thoughtful. But you are just an ordinary refugee. Is it worth Your Highness risking your life for me?"
The young man drew a soft sword from his waist, its blade pointing directly at the unmoved woman...
Haha~
Jiang Yue laughed as if she had heard a joke, and after laughing, she asked in return:
"Aren't refugees also citizens of Tianyao?"
"Refugees are the lowest of the low, they don't deserve to live! If I wanted to, I would crush them like ants."
The boy had disheveled hair and a gloomy expression on his face.
Jiang Yue looked at him; he seemed somewhat familiar, but she couldn't recall ever seeing him before.
What deep-seated hatred could possibly warrant such elaborate infiltration of the refugee camp?
Who are you? What do you want?
Guessing is a troublesome thing.
Jiang Yue was too lazy to guess, so she decided to ask directly.
"I am the one who will take your life!"
As soon as the boy finished speaking, he dropped something, and everything around him became shrouded in mist.
When the smoke cleared, the spot where Jiang Yue had been standing was now empty.
"mother--"
"Princess—"
......
Jiang Yue was knocked unconscious, and when she woke up again, she found herself in an unknown cave.
A chill swept over her, making her sneeze.
"Achoo—"
Hehehe~
A strange, eerie laugh rang out, echoing through the desolate cave; it was quite frightening.
However, Jiang Yue pinched the empty purse at her waist. The contents had already been spilled, and now all she could do was stall for time.
"Princess Jiang, how have you been?"
The hunchback, holding a torch, straightened up as he approached, a mocking smile on his face.
"Oh, who are you? What do you want by taking this princess hostage?"
Jiang Yue said calmly, "There's only a layer of straw under me, and it's freezing cold. I have to look up at the other person while I'm sitting, so I might as well stand up."
"Princess Jiang, you have quite the memory! Who am I? I am Wang Jinrong, the son of Wang Sinian, whom you framed!"
Wang Jinrong held a torch in one hand, and with the other hand, she brushed aside the long hair that fell across her face, revealing her true appearance.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yue began to examine the document carefully.
It seems that he does resemble Wang Sinian somewhat.
However, the other party had been brought to justice for a long time, and she had almost forgotten about him.
Jiang Yue collected her thoughts and asked curiously:
How did you escape?
"Does that matter? For me, killing you to avenge my father and my royal family is more important."
Wang Jinrong sneered and gradually approached the other person...
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