Unfortunately, the refugees hated him so much that they chased him all the way, resulting in heavy casualties. They had no weapons, only farm tools, hoes, and kitchen knives. The only few dozen large knives they had were stolen from Duke's soldiers.
Finally, they chased the refugees to Xifeng but were blocked outside the city gate. They had no way to break in. In addition, these refugees originally only rebelled because they hated Duke for indiscriminately harming innocent people. Later, when they arrived in Xiangyang City and had food to eat, they no longer wanted to fight and killed, but only wanted to live a peaceful life.
Most refugees thought this way. Of course, the leaders wanted to continue fighting, but they couldn't do anything about Duke for the time being. Xifeng's terrain was too complex and dangerous. They valued their lives and dared not attack easily, so they stayed in Xiangyang City outside Xifeng.
The Xiangyang City area originally belonged to Prince Duan and was under the jurisdiction of Xifeng. However, Prince Duan never really cared about it. After all, Xiangyang City was outside the city walls. Although Xiangyang City also had city walls, they were low and easily breached by outsiders. Strengthening and raising the city walls of Xiangyang City would cost a lot of money, and Prince Duan didn't want to spend that money, so he simply ignored the fate of Xiangyang City.
So now Xiangyang City is inhabited by rebel refugees, and Song Tantan and Ye Moxun were swept into Xiangyang City by the river, which is why they were picked up by the Shuanzi siblings.
Back to Song Zhuiyan and his group, perhaps they were still traumatized by the wolves and snakes that Song Tantan had thrown out of the space before, so when the Duke people saw someone being poisoned, they were terrified and the soldiers let the poison out of their hands when chasing after them.
In the end, Song Zhuiyan and the others escaped to a safe place and reunited with Liu Cheng and the others in the mountains.
Liu Cheng was seriously injured and remained unconscious. His guards applied some ointment to his wounds and bandaged them up. The others also suffered minor injuries of varying degrees.
After running for so long, everyone was exhausted. Song Zhuiyan took out her water bag to drink water, and then took out some cakes, giving two to Zhong Qingyi and keeping two for herself.
Before they even started eating, they heard a series of 'glug' sounds, and several pairs of eyes seemed to be fixed on the pancakes in their hands. Song Zhuiyan and Zhong Qingyi paused in their eating, sighed, and handed the food over.
"Eat up, I don't have much food left either. You guys eat first, we'll go see if there's any game to hunt." Song Zhuiyan winked at Zhong Qingyi, and then the two of them left.
Once the two had walked a distance and were sure that Liu Cheng's men couldn't hear them anymore, Zhong Qingyi opened his mouth, but hesitated, because he really couldn't hold it in any longer.
Just before they heard that Liu Cheng and his group were being chased by government soldiers and were preparing to go to their aid, Miss Song lagged behind him and ran behind. He glanced back unintentionally and found that the horses had vanished into thin air.
He was horrified, not knowing what had happened, but he was certain that it was related to Miss Song. However, he was in a hurry to save her life at the time, so he didn't have time to ask.
"Brother Zhong, let me tell you a story." Song Zhuiyan knew what he wanted to ask, and since she didn't intend to hide it from him, she took the initiative to tell him.
She told a fantasy story. Well, in her previous life, online novels were everywhere. As long as you opened your phone, there were all kinds of recommended ads everywhere. She would click on them to read when she was bored.
She didn't really like romance or supernatural stories; she preferred fantasy. So, on a whim, she told Zhong Qingyi about the Mustard Seed Space.
"...Actually, this thing is just a space to put things in. As for how much it can hold and how big its capacity is, it all depends on the person's luck. It's quite mysterious, and I can't explain how it works, but it does exist, because I am an example."
Zhong Qingyi's expression was incredibly complex: shock, disbelief, and finally, acceptance of the fact.
"So those horses?"
"Yes, I put it into my spatial storage, so I'm pretty lucky." Song Zhuiyan indirectly told Zhong Qingyi about having a spatial storage.
However, he didn't tell Song Tantan about her spatial ability. If he were to tell her, he would have to let Tantan tell him herself. She wouldn't take it upon herself to tell others. Ye Moxun knew that he had a system, and since he knew it himself, there was no way to avoid it.
"Do Tantan and A-Xun also know that you have a space?" Zhong Qingyi thought of how Ye Moxun always liked to go to the Song family and was often mysterious. She figured it was because he knew that Miss Song had a space with food in it, which was why he clung to Song Tantan.
"Yes, they knew a long time ago. Ah Xun is a good kid and keeps his mouth shut. Back then, I couldn't bear to see him so weak and sick all the time, so I often gave him extra help," Song Zhuiyan said without changing her expression.
Zhong Qingyi believed her. "Thanks to you, otherwise how could A-Xun have recovered so quickly?" Whether she could survive was still a question.
"Don't worry, since you trust me so much, I will definitely keep it a secret for you. If I break my oath, may I die a horrible death." Zhong Qingyi suddenly swore.
Song Zhuiyan: "..." Uh, actually she believed in his character, otherwise she wouldn't have told him. There was no need to make a solemn oath. But his understanding made her feel more at ease.
"Brother Zhong, let's release these horses when we get back. It'll save us a lot of trouble on the way." Because she always travels with Zhong Qingyi to bring things back, it's really inconvenient not to tell him about the existence of her space. It will be exposed sooner or later.
Since you trust him, why not tell him?
“Hmm.” Zhong Qingyi nodded solemnly. He was really happy that Miss Song trusted him so much. If A-Xun could keep his mouth shut, he could certainly keep this secret to his grave.
Song Zhuiyan took out a few wild game from her spatial storage and chuckled, "I put these into my spatial storage when you weren't looking on the way here. Let's take them back and roast them and eat them."
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