Lan Qiao didn't know until he entered the village that this place was called Zhuangjia Village.

There are only thirty or forty households in Zhuangjia Village, which is more than half the size of Jiangpu. Because it is surrounded by mountains on three sides, it is afraid of being invaded by bandits, so it built walls and ditches. The people in the village include hunters and farmers, and they are mainly strong men.

When bandits attacked, a team of seventy or eighty people was organized to guard the village, but the bandits were never allowed to enter the village.

While Lan Qiao asked the three hundred soldiers who followed him to occupy various dangerous positions at the entrance of the village and seize the time to rest, he patrolled the village to see if there were any omissions.

His marriage to Feng Yeling was no secret for a long time, and it was even well-known among the Langya Cavalry. Therefore, the soldiers all treated the future uncle as one of their own, without any issues of trust.

Feng Yeling was dressed in a military uniform and looked heroic. She followed Lan Qiao like a little follower, dragging her tired body after a long day. While listening to Lan Qiao explain the details of the soldiers' deployment, she also comforted them and boosted the morale of the soldiers.

Lan Qiao turned to her and smiled: "I used to be your follower and also your eldest lady's personal bodyguard. Why am I being transferred here now?"

"What are you saying? It wasn't because you deliberately concealed your identity that you called me." Feng Yeling blushed on his face and said angrily, "What the hell, Qiao Chu, I'm so annoying."

Seeing that she was in good spirits, Lan Qiao smiled and said: "Your brother asked you to learn some military matters from me because he was afraid that you would be alone and think about things. This kind of thing does not happen overnight. You have just escaped from confinement, so don't

You’re pushing yourself too hard.”

"Don't force it." Feng Yeling stopped and said seriously, "Now because of my affairs, so many people have been put in danger, and the whereabouts of Sister Jingshu and Sister Xueyin are also unknown. If I don't work hard to change myself, let me become

I'm a useful person, I'm really sorry that you went to such great lengths to rescue me."

"Ling'er, you have really changed." Lan Qiao looked at Feng Yeling lovingly and reached out to ruffle her hair that was messed up by the evening breeze.

"Changing or not changing cannot be said, it depends on actions." Feng Yeling looked back at Lan Qiao calmly, "I no longer want to be a wealthy lady, I want to be like my father, like my brother, and like my husband.

, a person who can stand upright."

Lan Qiao remembered something, walked to Wu Yi who followed him into the village, and asked him: "Take out the eldest lady's equipment that I asked you to keep."

Wu Yi glanced at Feng Yeling, took out the red medicine sword and the shadow bow, and handed them to Lan Qiao.

"Originally I wanted to give it to you after I got out of danger, but now it seems that you may still need it." As he said that, he handed the red medicine sword to Feng Yeling, "In the days without you, I often rest on my head with this sword.

I wanted to sleep to comfort myself from the pain of lovesickness. Now that the thing has returned to its original owner, I feel a bit reluctant to part with it."

Feng Yeling chuckled and said, "We are all back, why are you so reluctant to part with a sword? If you can't rest on the sword, then rest on it." When she said this, she suddenly paused and saw Wu Yi next to her with a smirk on his face.

, glared at him fiercely, stamped his feet and said, "I won't talk to you anymore."

Lan Qiao handed over the Yiying bow again and said: "You paid for this bow at the beginning. When we evacuated from Yueyang, we asked them to take it back to Qingzhou. Later, everyone agreed to go to Jiangpu to rescue you, so I asked Wu Yi to take it back to Qingzhou.

The bow was brought again."

Feng Yeling took the Yiying Bow and stretched it into the shape of a full moon: "I haven't done anything else in the past six months. I have spent a lot of time meditating. My internal strength should have improved somewhat."

Lan Qiao said goodbye to Wu Yi, passed by a farmer and bought two more eggs, took Feng Yeling to an unmanned arrow tower, heated the two eggs with his palms, and asked casually: "Today

The situation is tense and we have never been alone like this. I really want to know how you have been in the past six months."

He thought about it again and again, and finally asked the question. Before the words came out of his mouth, he was mentally prepared.

Feng Yeling was captured in Yueyang. What kind of humiliation and harsh treatment would she suffer at the hands of the enemy? Will she be like the prisoners he had seen, begging for some necessary food and water, and wavering in order to suffer less physical pain?

, letting others trample on their dignity in order to survive.

She is still such a charming beauty, if someone has the heart of a beast and takes advantage of her to sneak into Lanqiao, they would not dare to think about it anymore.

These questions were like thorns piercing his heart, always tormenting his mind. Ask him, for fear of opening Feng Yeling's painful scars. Don't ask, these thoughts are getting clearer and clearer in his heart, from Jiangpu

All the way to Zhuangjia Village, an unreal pain forced him all the time, making him almost breathless.

Just as she was unable to speak, Feng Yeling took the initiative to mention that she had practiced meditation in the past six months, and Lan Qiao took advantage of the conversation to ask. He really wanted to know.

Feng Yeling obviously didn't expect that there were these deeper concerns behind Lan Qiao's simple question, and said easily: "They are actually very nice people, and they take good care of me. They have food, clothing, and maids to take care of me."

My daily life. They let me live in a spacious bamboo building. Apart from not being allowed to go out, I suffered almost no pain."

When Lan Qiao heard what she said, he immediately put down most of his worries. He peeled off an egg that had been cooked with the force of his palm, blew it with his mouth, and gave it to her, saying: "You said they are nice people.

Definitely not including Zhang Zhongjie."

"Of course. He didn't show up until he was about to escort me to the capital. Apart from the whip he showed you last night, he didn't dare to touch me. However, in order not to expose the location of Chushui City, he deliberately changed his location.

We traveled overland in a big circle, so the bumps on the road are unavoidable." Feng Yeling took a bite of the egg and said proudly, "When my father taught me internal skills, the first thing he did was to hold his breath and commit suicide. The so-called young lady

I can't be killed but not humiliated. If they still think I'm useful, they have to think carefully before doing anything."

"Then who is nice to you?" Lan Qiao smiled and peeled the egg for himself again, but because of his excitement, he made a mess of the eggshell.

"There are mainly three people. One is the little city lord An Yixin." Feng Yeling shook his head with a smile, took the egg in Lan Qiao's hand, and peeled it slowly, "The other is after An Xiaohan left Chushui City, the soldiers and civilians in the city

The general manager of affairs, Lan Daoxing."

"I know about you and An Yixin. It's really a blessing that the child still cares about you." Lan Qiao took the egg that Feng Yeling peeled for him, took a bite and said, "I thought An Xiaohan

After leaving, Xiao Wuhen will become the number two person in Chushui City, but I didn’t expect it to be Lan Daoxing."

"Xiao Wuhen is indeed An Xiaohan's most outstanding apprentice, and his prestige in Chushui City is also quite high. However, when it comes to military affairs and civil affairs, Xiao Wuhen, who mainly follows An Xiaohan to practice swordsmanship, is obviously not as experienced as Lan Daoxing." Feng

Ye Ling thought for a while and added: "However, Xiao Wuhen's influence on An Yixin is extraordinary. It can be seen that An Yixin is very dependent on her and listens to her words. In case of major differences, Xiao Wuhen

It is not impossible for Hen to cross Lan Daoxing and issue orders or make decisions directly through An Yixin, the young master of Chushui City."

Lan Qiao did not comment on the subtle relationship between Xiao Wuhen and Lan Daoxing, and continued: "You just mentioned three people, and the other one is a maid who takes care of your daily life?"

"That's right, her name is A Ming." Feng Yeling smiled, and suddenly thought of something and said, "By the way, do you know who An Xiaohan's wife is?"

"have no idea."

"Speaking of which, I found out about this when I was chatting with A Ming. A Ming used to be the maid who served Madam." Feng Yeling said mysteriously, "An Xiaohan's wife's name is Lan Zhi, and she is the general Lan Yu.

The apple of my eye, but it’s a pity that he died of illness many years ago.”

Lan Qiao was suddenly moved and almost lost his voice: "No wonder there is a portrait of Lan Yu in the ancestral hall in Chushui City. I didn't expect that An Xiaohan and Lan Yu have such a son-in-law relationship."
Chapter completed!