Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

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Chapter 62

Xue Yu could control himself originally, but when he saw the wounds, he suddenly felt something else.

He could not feel how much pain the other party was in, but how could the wounded flesh heal? Xue Yu's breathing was slightly hasty, and he said, "You know, why do you still do this..."

Knowing that getting close to him would be painful, he still stuck to him.

Yunkang didn't care whether it hurt or looked ugly, but seeing Xue Yu blinking his eyelashes like he was about to cry, he finally lowered his voice and coaxed him, "Don't cry, I can't stand it."

"I'm not crying."

Xue Yu did cry, but his eyelashes were just a little wet. His brain was confused, and he tried his best to make his words clear, "We need to deal with this quickly. We are going back to the capital now. Stay away from me on the way and don't run into me again."

Yunkang hummed and wanted to tell Xue Yu not to worry, but the other party was obviously very annoyed by his knowing behavior. He didn't want to pay attention to him, but was worried about his injuries. Once he got on the carriage, he frequently turned his head away in a subtle way to check his injuries.

The man smiled, as if he didn't feel the burning pain on his skin, and still asked in a relaxed tone, "Where have you been these days?"

Xue Yu was close to the window, His face was stiff, and he pursed his lips: "It's a small village not far from Ruzhou County. I used your money as lodging fees."

Yunkang frowned: "Lodging?"

Since they met, Xue Yu knew that Yunkang's focus was strange, and he also thought it was strange to this extent. When he heard him say that, the first question he asked was: "Whose lodging are you borrowing?"

Xue Yu said: "...I don't know."

Yunkang asked: "Male or female?"

Xue Yu didn't answer, thinking he was strange: "Why are you asking these questions?"

Yunkang's eyes showed irritation: "Male?"

Xue Yu saw that he was not going to stop until he answered, and sympathized with him because he was injured, so he had to patiently answer: "Yeah."

Yunkang: "How old is he?"

Xue Yu thought about it: "I guess, about seventy or eighty."

Yunkang's expression eased a little after he stretched out his slightly bent fingers on his knees. Seeing that he was normal, Xue Yu couldn't help asking: "I heard news on the road that someone was colluding with the rebels in the capital. It was Lou Qingcheng, right? Did you catch him when you went back to Tian?"

"I caught him."

Yunkang narrowed his eyes slightly, looking down on him, as if he was talking about ants, and narrated with emotion: "As soon as the news came from the capital, I had him arrested, and now he is in jail."

One day, he received a letter asking him to cremate the mermaid.

"," Xue Yu looked unhappy, and asked anxiously, "When will the war start?"

The word "war" always brings panic, and the little mermaid is new to this, so the voice of the question was not calm when he spoke. Yunkang slowly glanced at his face and whispered: "Soon. I will go to the front line tomorrow."

Xue Yu opened his eyes wide: "You will go yourself?"

Yunkang: "Yes."

Xue Yu spoke, and in silence, the carriage came to the county town again. It was bigger than Ruzhou County, with more people, and more unexpectedly, but it seemed that the children were not locals.