Tuoba Shu looked sternly and stared at Chu Qingge: "No need to use any tricks in front of me, I will never give in!"
"I'm just taking the king to have a look. Since the king is not even afraid of death, are you still afraid that I will take you to see something?"
There was no expression of pride or condescension on Qingge's brows.
She is gentle, even easy-going.
"Your Majesty, do you really dare not?"
"Nonsense, what is there that I don't dare to do?"
As she said, she is not afraid of death, so why should she be afraid of showing herself?
Chu Qingge didn't say anything more and took the lead to walk to the exit of the prison.
Feng Liye always walked behind her, neither fast nor slow, neither close nor far, but it happened to be the most reliable distance.
One who can always let her rely on and provide her with a backing distance.
Chu Weiyun really didn't want to leave.
She shouldn't have come into this prison. The stench and the smell of blood were so strong that she almost fainted.
If it weren't for Feng Liye, she would really have escaped.
Now that I heard that I can go out, how can I still hold it in?
He walked quickly in front of Chu Qingge and walked out of the door first.
Feng Si said to Tuoba Shu: "Your Majesty, please!"
Tuoba Shu snorted coldly and looked back at his brothers.
Everyone is looking at him, although they all regard death as death.
But, really, who wants to die?
When he left, he felt unspeakably heavy.
But in the end, he followed Chu Qingge.
The place Chu Qingge took him to this time was their backyard.
Tuoba Shu didn't expect that what she wanted to show him was actually one of their injured soldiers from the Southern Jin Dynasty.
"You...what do you mean?" Looking at the injured lying or sitting in the backyard, Tuoba Shu's heart felt inexplicably tense.
"Your Majesty, have you seen this? These are our injured brothers. Some have broken hands, some have lost their legs, and some may not be cured."
As she spoke, she squatted down and re-bandaged the wound of a patient who had broken his leg.
It's very busy here, and many people come to help.
Some are building sheds to prevent injured people from getting caught in the rain.
Some are suffering, preparing medicine, cleaning, and preparing food and drink.
In short, everyone looked gloomy and very busy.
Seeing them, he wanted to salute, but Chu Qingge stopped him.
But when everyone saw Tuoba Shu, they suddenly became defensive.
Tuoba Shu could feel everyone's hostility.
Qingge didn't let him stay too long again.
After walking around, he was sent back to the guest room.
"Your Majesty, you have seen that not only your brothers are injured, but our brothers are also injured."
Chu Weiyun, who was of little use at this time, had already been "invited" out, and Chu Qingge poured a cup of tea for Tuoba Shu.
Of course, he also poured a glass and personally delivered it to Feng Liye who was sitting beside him.
Whatever you do, don't ignore him!
Otherwise, this guy will be angry.
Qingge looked at Tuoba Shu and said warmly: "Your Majesty, there is never a winner in a war, it must be a lose-lose situation!"
Tuoba Shu was shocked.
Is this really something a little girl can say?
Without certain life experience, no one can explain this truth.
"Your Majesty, even if you are allowed to capture Beilan City, how do you plan to make your subjects live and work in peace and contentment in the future?"
"Do you think Beilan City is so easy for you to pocket? Have you ever heard of Nanyang, the eldest princess of the Southern Jin Dynasty?"
