Xin Yi's stomach twitched violently, he didn't answer his words, and vomited upside down by himself. But the stomach was empty, and the person had been frozen for a long time, so he could only retch.
Ao Yun's brows loosened, and hesitantly wanted to ask him, but Wu Yunqiqige broke away from his hand and ran over.
"What's wrong with you?" The girl's cheeks were flushed, but she couldn't hide her bright eyes. She leaned over to look at Xin Yi, and said nervously: "You can't do this, you need to drink some hot goat's milk."
"Qiqige!" Ao Yun came over and pulled her behind, and said with a headache: "What do you want? Take him back to the tent?"
"He's just a lost man." Wu Yunqiqige argued: "Didn't you say you want to help others? If you don't take him back, he will die here. Don't tell me that everything you say is false?"
"But he's from Dalan." Ao Yun tried to reason with his sister, "He also brought a knife and was bruised. He might be from the Beiyang Army. He's so qualified, what if taking him back also brings danger?"
"He's alone." Wu Yunqiqige supported her velvet hat that was blown by the wind, "Without us leading the way, he couldn't get out of the snowy field."
Ao Yun insisted, "No, leave him alone."
"But look at his horse!" Wu Yunqiqi rolled his eyes, turned a corner cleverly, and exclaimed to her brother: "Look at what a beautiful horse, what if it freezes to death with him? Or you, Qi Yan's sapphire, the patron of the witch god, Qi Qige's good brother, want to seize his horse after he freezes to death?"
Embarrassment appeared on Ao Yun's slightly dark cheeks, and he said: "I wouldn't do that." Then he said: "I won't! If you want to take him back, do you carry him on your own?"
"He has a horse." Wu Yunqiqige shrugged, "You throw him on the horse, and we will lead the horse."
After the two brothers and sisters finished speaking, Qiqi turned to Xin Yi, who was unsteady.
"Then... well." Ao Yun walked over and complained in a low voice: "You'd better be obedient."
Xin Yi was supported by that powerful and strong arm, despite the strength, his body was still tense. He was literally "thrown" onto Chiye's back. For some reason, Chiye, who had always been violent and unfriendly, was soothed by Wu Yunqiqige, and she led him into the depths of the wind and snow.
Xin Yi suppressed the way of heaven, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.
The hot goat's milk was boiled, and the mellow milk fragrance permeated the tip of the nose. Wu Yunqiqige poured another bowl of goat's milk for Xin Yi, and this time he also handed him soft naan. Holding it in his hands, Xin Yi felt warm and comfortable all over his body, even his stomach felt a lot better. He still had a fever, Ao Yun lent him his old robe from a few years ago, it was just the right size, and it was covered with fur again, and he began to sweat.
Wu Yunqiqi took off his velvet hat and sheep fur, and wore a horse skirt and small leather boots. The braid is black and beautiful, and the eyes are large and clear. She rolled up her sleeves and was making milk tea for Ao Yun.
"Is it much warmer?" Wu Yunqiqige tilted his head and smiled at him, "My brother's tent is the warmest here."
"Thank you." Xin Yi stroked his stomach with his left hand, his fingers moved uncomfortably, he was not used to the feeling of loss when losing his little finger.
"Your little finger was cut off by a machete." Ao Yun took his sister's milk tea and took a few sips.
Xin Yi pondered, "It should be... I don't remember clearly."
"The incision is fast and ruthless, and the timing and strength are well planned. The person who cut off your little finger is a powerful Dayuan person." Ao Yun continued as if chatting about milk tea: "If it was me, I would cut it better than him. Still pretty."
"What nonsense?" Wu Yunqiqige also hugged a bowl of milk tea, and kicked her brother's calf, "If you comfort people like this, Grandma will be angry with you."
"But I'm telling the truth." Ao Yun said earnestly: "If I were you, I would definitely not be captured by him." Then he said: "Since it's a scimitar, you really came from Beiyang, right? Arslen The Southern Expeditionary Army is chasing and killing you, he cut off your finger, right?"
Xin Yi drank the goat milk and nodded.
"Then you are the Beiyang Army." Ao Yun's face darkened, and he said to his sister: "I will say that he is the Beiyang Army."
"Then he didn't cut you with a knife." Wu Yunqiqige made a face at him, then asked Xin Yi, "What's your name?"
"Yichuan." Xin Yi asked back: "Your name is Qiqige?"
"Begging Yan Wuyun Qiqige." Wuyun Qiqi raised his small chin, and said with a little pride: "The flower of wisdom on the grassland."
"Every department on the grassland has eighty or ninety flowers of wisdom." Ao Yun retorted, "Don't be proud."
Wu Yunqiqige snorted: "I am the only one in the Begging Yan Department, and in the future Dayuan will only have my flower of wisdom." Then he made a face, "You blue stone!"
"Ao Yun." Ao Yun said to Xin Yi, "My name is Ao Yun. It's not a blue stone, but a blue gem."
Xin Yi also nodded to him, "Thank you."
"You don't need to thank me." Ao Yun sighed, "It's this flower of wisdom who is clamoring to save you. If you feel a little bit of her kindness, go after healing your wounds. It doesn't matter whether the Beiyang Army or the Nanzheng Army , don’t bring them here.”
"What's the matter?" Wu Yun Qiqi poked his head and laughed at Ao Yun, "Does Blue Gem not want to meet the Lion King? Or do you dare not."
"Qiqige." Ao Yun straightened his face, "Don't talk too much."
Xin Yi's heart moved, and he asked, "This is... the Begging Department?"
Ao Yun stared at him suddenly, which was completely different from the helplessness and politeness he had when he spoke, with eyes that were sharper than an eagle's, as if he could not escape the fate of being torn apart if he stared at him.
"We are indeed the Begging Yan Department." Ao Yun lowered his voice slowly, "What's the matter, Beiyang people, can't you?"
Xin Jing forced the thirty-two tribes of Dayuan to move northward to the glacier. The king at that time was the Qiyan tribe. The Qiyan tribe is the majority of the Dayuan tribe, but because they abandoned the Zhadalan tribe headed by the lion king Alslen when they went north, the Zhadalan tribe stuck to Canaan Mountain and followed the current Habugqin clan instead. As a result, the Qiyan Department lost the throne of Dayuan and no longer attracted attention.
It turned out to be the begging department.
Xin Yi looked at Ao Yun and repeated, "Thank you."
Ao Yun said blankly: "Actually, I don't want to hear Beiyang people say thank you, you can say something else."
"Take care of me."
Wu Yunqiqige pursed his lips and laughed, "Interesting Beiyang people. I heard that the Lion King went to Shangjin. Has he reached the bank of the Changhe River?"
"No." Xin Yi paused, "He's still outside Shangjin."
"This is a thankless southern expedition." Wu Yunqiqige smiled at Ao Yun, "I said he won't go far, do you still think I'm talking nonsense?"
Ao Yun said: "I thought no one could stop him."
"Why do you think Ars can't go far?" Xin Yi gently put the finished bowl back on the small case, and said strangely: "He is the lion king of your Dayuan."
"It belongs to them." Wu Yunqiqi blinked slyly, "This is the Begging Yan Department, we never raise lions. Since you know his name is Lion King, you should know that he is also called Chuiyun Iron Wing, but This title is limited to Mount Canaan, and Mount Canaan is Alslen's confidence. But if he doesn't come out to hunt again, the name of the Lion King will fall." He said: "You Beiyang has always been the line of defense for Dalan. For someone like Jing, if Beiyang dies, Dayuan still has a chance. But I heard that Beiyang has a new King Yan, who is Xin Jing's younger brother."
Ao Yun continued: "Are you this person's subordinate?"
Xin Yi smiled, "No, I'm just an ordinary person who keeps Shangjin."
"Lions don't hunt and kill ordinary people." Ao Yun also put down his bowl, "I hope you can keep it."
"Don't you want Alslen to hit the banks of the Long River?"
"I don't want it." The siblings said in unison.
"But this is our business, it has nothing to do with you." Ao Yun withdrew his piercing gaze, and said to his sister, "It has nothing to do with him."
"Of course it doesn't matter." Wu Yunqiqi stuck out his tongue, "He's not King Yan."
The topic came to an abrupt end, Ao Yun removed the gauze for Xin Yi to clean up the wound, and he fell asleep again.
Wu Yu opened the cellar and looked down with his probe. There are only a few leaves of green vegetables left in it, not even radishes. The boy's stomach was growling, and Wu Yu himself was dizzy from hunger.
"God damn it, Qiu Laogou." Wu Yu said in an irritable voice, "Turning up a granary will kill you."
But Qiu Deyao is dead.
Wu Yu grabbed a few handfuls from the clean snow and stuffed them into his mouth. He squatted there in distress, because they only had these vegetable leaves left, but Arslen was still outside and did not seem to retreat, and Xin Yi had disappeared.
Wu Yu thought, if he didn't die in Shangjin, he would be killed by Bai Jiu in the future. what to do? It's dead anyway, let's leave a good name...
"General!" The soldiers who rushed over were ecstatic, and shook their arms at Wu Yu from a distance, "General!"
Wu Yu swallowed the snow water, and said weakly, "What are you doing?"
"Food!" The man danced with excitement, "It's food!"
"Huh?" Wu Yu stood up, looked out through the thin snow, and vaguely saw someone approaching. He couldn't help but took a few steps forward, and when he fixed his eyes, his teeth ached first.
I'm really afraid of something.
Isn't that the leader who put down Wang Baijiu!
He didn't recognize the little boy who followed him, but he could tell that it was unusual by looking at the blue shirt and cloak. Besides, even though he was dressed as a scholar, his sharp eyes clearly showed that he was a master who had been making decisions for a long time.
It was Bai Jiu and He Anchang who came here.