Chapter 55 Entering the Tiger's Lair
One day, two days, three days. Song Yu hasn't returned for three days in a row.
At dawn, Qiu Yao opened her eyes and was stunned by the quilt that had not moved at all. Previously, even if Song Yu was busy with business, she would still try to bring a few hours to her every day. Qiu Yao was a little worried. Song Yu is now acting under the eyes of the Qin people. Once found, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Taking a deep breath, Qiu Yao came down from **, quickly took out the sword covered by clothes, and walked out of the door with a coarse cloth.
First, she went to say goodbye to the Chen family. Qiu Yao thought they would let her stay in the village for safety, but they tried their best to support Qiu Yao to find her. Qiu Yao's eyes were slightly wet, and she led Xiaobai to say goodbye to the couple at the gate of the courtyard before she got on the horse and left.
There was almost no one on the way. Even if he saw it, it was difficult to walk. Qiu Yao covered half of her face with a cloth towel, but her eyes exposed outside had turned red.
If she had changed, she would have followed the ostrich policy and continued to take refuge in the village, but now, unlike the past, Song Yu is now his husband and her biggest concern in the world. She can't ignore his safety.
Approaching to Wangcheng, Qiu Yao got off the horse and hung the sword on the bag of the horse. In order to hide the shape of the sword, Qiu Yao had to stuff her clothes into a bag to form a small sphere, and stuffed the sword in the middle to barely see it. She bulged some more at both ends and had to hold it in her arms and block it with her body.
Qiu Yao lowered her head as much as possible, but the overly eye-catching white horse still made her unable to escape the Qin people's inquiry. In desperation, Qiu Yao had to claim that she was a resident of Yingcheng. The horse was picked up halfway to the king's city. The Qin people who inquired were overjoyed and directly asked someone to lead the horse away. Qiu Yao turned it over. With white eyes, he had to apologize to Xiaobai in his heart and promise to save it soon, and then watched Xiaobai being robbed by this group of bastards.
Fortunately, Xiaobai was cooperative enough and followed the Qin people to leave obediently. Qiu Yao didn't get more embarrassment, but she still greeted the ancestors of the Qin people who guarded the city before continuing to move forward with the burden. Looking around, the once prosperous Chudu showed a chilling depression. What can be seen on the street are either women and children, old, weak, sick and disabled. There is nowhere to find young men with sound limbs. Qiu Yao buried her head and slowly walked to the deliberative doctor's mansion.
Before she was completely close to the doctor's mansion, Qiu Yao saw a group of Qin people patrolling back and forth there. Her heart was dark, and she circled around the mansion not far away, holding the burden and pulling her head away.
Qiu Yao felt that she was stupid at home. Since the Qin people had occupied this city, how could she let the old ministers of the State of Chu continue to stay in her mansion? Now she didn't know where to go to find Song Yu. Her whole body was like a headless fly in a messy street, and she didn't think until noon. You should find a place to settle down first.
The original inn in the town had already been looted. The people inside either fled or were killed. Qiu Yao looked for a long time and saw a sign of the inn hanging next to a low door. She walked in and came into an unpleasant tide. It was a little dark. Qiu Yao tried to suppress the discomfort in her heart and went to the store. The family asked for a slightly better guest room.
"Girls should be careful in this city alone. She should go back to the room immediately before dark. No matter what happens, don't come out." The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man less than six feet long. He was huddled in the dark like a ghost from another world, and his voice was also low and hoarse. Qiu Yao answered in a hurry and ran upstairs with the burden in her arms.
The so-called upper room only needs a pair of tables, chairs and a small bed. Qiu Yao puts things on the table and falls on her back. After tossing for most of the day and getting nothing, she was really a little unwilling. It was even more difficult to hold the sword in her arms. However, thinking of Song Yu's previous instructions that the sword did not leave her body, Qiu Yao had to hold this burden, which was not heavy but a little in the way, and left the inn again.
Before going out, the shopkeeper squinted a pair of small eyes and watched her walk all the way to the door. Qiu Yao felt uncomfortable all over her body. If she hadn't only found this place to stay, she would not stay in such a dark and gloomy place anyway.
The warm sun outside the house brought her a little peace of mind. Qiu Yao decided to go to Jingfu to have a look. After calculating the time, she should have a little time left to walk back and forth from the inn to there. At that time, she will go back to the room and plan what to do next.
Qiu Yao also blamed her recklessness. In case Song Yu returned to the village at this time and didn't know how to worry about it, she would really make trouble for him and walked forward upset all the way. Jingfu seemed to be farther than in his memory. The scenery along the way is still the same, but it can't be hooked at all. The warm memory in her heart.
Qiu Yao slowly put down her steps and suddenly realized that her feeling of staying in Yancheng and Yingcheng was different. Perhaps it was the original owner of her body who left a little memory for herself, which made her have a nostalgia for her hometown. It seems that all the warm memories belong to Yancheng, the Xie family. Now people don't know where they have gone. Before Xie's father left, she didn't forget to marry her to Jingcha. She had always had a grudge, but when she thought that he was also for the sake of her daughter, there was almost nothing left.
Qiu Yao suddenly remembered that Xie's father once told her that Xie Furong's biological mother got her name because she loved Furong in early summer, and her birthday seemed to be in the past two months. She touched her wrist. The emerald bracelet on it had been gone for a long time, and the memory of this was limited to Xiahou asking her to give the bracelet. The night he used it as a token.
Qiu Yao suddenly hated herself. She actually lost the only relic left by Xie Furong's biological mother. She ran to the city alone but couldn't find the shadow of an acquaintance at all. In the past, although she was not outstanding in modern times, at least she would not be as good as it is now.
In self-complaining, Jingfu has entered the range of sight. As she thought, the density of Qin soldiers nearby is almost the same as that in the parliamentary doctor's hall. Qin soldiers who came and went seemed strange and blinked. The whole Yingcheng has now become the territory of the Qin people, and Qiu Yao sighed quietly.
Thinking of the warning of the strange shopkeeper, Qiu Yao got goose bumps all over her body. The sunset had gradually tilted to the west. Qiu Yao covered the cloth towel on her face and hugged the bag in her arms and returned to the original road. I don't know whether it was because of the summer heat in the early summer or the tension in her heart, she hurriedly walked, and fine beads of sweat oozed from Qiu Yao's forehead. .
There were more than half fewer people on the street than before. Qiu Yao couldn't help but speed up her pace. She couldn't help but beat faster without passing a corner. She always felt that something scary would suddenly come out behind the corner.
Taking a deep breath, Qiu Yao almost ran across a intersection. Just as she wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, her hands suddenly covered her mouth and nose from behind.