Qi Nuan met his eyes, and his gaze seemed to tell her that she could go down the mountain, but no one could protect her safety.
In the end, Qi Nuan remained silent. She was selfish after all; she truly had no ability to guarantee her own safety.
This is true even in peacetime, let alone now.
She left the medicine box in Bai Jiao's room and went back to her room alone.
"Cough cough...cough..."
She coughed, and as her vocal cords vibrated, her heart ached as well. She took out a bottle of pills from her spatial storage, pills that she and Xiangxiang had made when they were in the prefectural government.
She stared blankly at the medicine bottle, never imagining that in just a few months, everything had changed so drastically.
She wondered when she would see Xiangxiang again, and what it would be like when she saw Ahua again. She took two pills and put them in her mouth, feeling the bitter taste as the pills slowly dissolved in her mouth.
Good medicine tastes bitter; this is a principle she has always known.
She leaned against the bed and slowly fell asleep.
The next day, Qi Nuan did not bring up the matter of going down the mountain again, nor did she mention the matter of sending the letter to Bai Jiao.
She lived a leisurely life in the mountain village as if nothing had happened.
In Shangjun, since Ahua left, Jiang Yu has been investigating the Rouran people living in the city. However, the two Rouran people killed by Qi Nuan were never found to have any connection with anyone.
But since it's related to Ahua and he's always been by Ahua's side, he needs a place to stay. Besides, with the people who appeared in the forest at the end, it's not a small number.
Wherever they live, they are extremely conspicuous. If they were to hide among the crowd, that would be even more terrifying. Who knows if there are even more people like that in the crowd?
Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts.
Especially when these two ethnic groups are on opposing sides.
Perhaps a few people are good, but in the face of a nation, they seem insignificant. When one's own country is at war with another, everyone will prioritize their own country.
It has nothing to do with character, it's just a difference in perspective.
What Jiang Yu has to do is eliminate these hidden dangers. Even if he accidentally hurts other innocent people in the process, who can say that anyone is truly innocent?
He may be a good person to you today, but when the day of the real choice comes, he will become a sharp weapon stabbing into your chest.
Although Song Jingning did not agree with Jiang Yu's decision, he did not oppose it either.
Since Shangjun has been handed over to Jiang Yu, all matters concerning Shangjun should be decided by Jiang Yu. He will offer suggestions to Jiang Yu, but will not interfere with Jiang Yu's choices.
Shangjun could not withstand the attack from both inside and outside.
He took in these Rouran people with the intention of providing a peaceful life for all the people of Shangjun.
However, when these Rouran people become a threat to the peaceful lives of the people, Song Jingning will undoubtedly choose to eliminate these dangers.
This is human nature. Between you and me, people choose me; between you and him, they choose you; between family and relatives, they choose family...
When choosing between nations, one chooses one's own country; when choosing between those of the same kind and those of different kinds, one chooses those of the same kind.
Therefore, some things don't require a last-minute choice; you know their ultimate outcome from the very beginning.
However, people are always greedy and want to have the best of both worlds.
But when there is only one choice, there will always be one that is given up.
There weren't many Rouran people in Shangjun, but there weren't a small number either. Of course, Jiang Yu didn't exterminate them.
All he wanted was to prevent himself from developing a weapon that could harm him.
"My lord, don't the Rouran and the Central Plains people get along well? Why is that?"
The waiter looked at Jiang Yu with a mixture of sadness, confusion, and anger in his eyes, which might turn into resentment later.
Jiang Yu looked at him and said, "Not all Rouran people can get along well with the Central Plains people; more often than not, conflicts and bloodshed occur."
His tone was serious, and he didn't treat him like a clueless child.
"You are in Shangjun, and your father is a Rouran, so you naturally know why the Rouran have been attacking Shangjun. Can you make them stop?"
The waiter knew perfectly well, but he just looked at Jiang Yu without saying a word.
"The prefecture and county are willing to take in your parents and give people like them a home, but do you want to see more people without a home because of them?"
The waiter gritted his teeth and after a long while, he finally managed to utter a few words, "No, my father wouldn't do that. We are all very grateful to the Prefect."
Jiang Yu did not refute what he said, but instead asked, "Do your parents ever argue or quarrel?"
Although the waiter didn't know why he asked that question, he hesitated for a moment and then nodded. Although they didn't argue much, they couldn't avoid the occasional verbal quarrel.
"So who will you help?"
The waiter shook his head. He wasn't taking sides; they would make up on their own, and their arguments always avoided him.
If you absolutely had to help someone, who would you help?
Jiang Yu asked again.
The waiter hesitated, "Take the side of whoever is in the right."
"Who was in the wrong during their argument? I think they both had their reasons, right?"
The waiter nodded.
Looking at Jiang Yu, he said loudly, "Sir, there's no need to say anything more, I understand."
“We will obediently move out of Shangjun, sir. My name is He Mingke, and I take my mother’s surname. It is a name from the Central Plains.”
Jiang Yu looked at him and nodded.
"Please remember my name, my lord. Although my father is a Rouran, my family will never betray Shangjun or the prefect."
Jiang Yu nodded, but still didn't speak. He Mingke looked at the coldness in Jiang Yu's eyes.
He knew it was related to the missing young lady, and he also knew that Sister Ahua was a princess of Rouran. He had heard his father and the princess speak Rouran.
But Sister Ahua didn't ask her father to do anything.
Sister Ahua is a very good person, but she still hurt that young lady.
He knew all of this, and he also knew why Jiang Yu wanted to drive them out of Shangjun City.
Just like Sister Ahua.
But he wouldn't do that.
Perhaps if those Rouran people were like my father, they wouldn't have attacked Shangjun.
He wanted everyone to be like them; he was convinced that the Rouran and the Central Plains people could live together just like his family of three.
He took the initiative to help Jiang Yu persuade the Rouran people in Shangjun to leave, knowing that there were good people and bad people.
He didn't want good people to be implicated by bad people.
Perhaps those bad people, like Sister Ahua, aren't actually bad, but they do bad things.
He didn't want them to do bad things and create an irreparable situation, just like Sister Ahua.
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