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The boatman immediately turned around, not daring to continue docking. He directly headed towards the river!

Zhao Jing's body swayed and he almost fell into the river. Fortunately, he was able to quickly grab the side of the boat and squat down to stabilize himself. When he looked back at the river bank, he saw a large number of soldiers and officials catching refugees. The riverbank was in complete chaos.

Fortunately, there was fog on the river today, so the soldiers and soldiers were too busy catching refugees to notice them. The boat quickly disappeared into the fog! However, this wasn't a solution. Once the fog dissipated, they would have nowhere to hide. The most important thing was to get to the shore as soon as possible!

"What are they doing?" Zhao Jing clutched his chest as his heart skipped a beat, his complexion turning slightly blue.

"As long as young master is used to it, it's fine. Do you know why big guys don't want to cross you to the other side? "I heard that they found the official's food, and that the people who had helped the civilians with the food were eating the lost official's food on the boat that had disappeared along the river!" The boatman sighed. "Young master, why don't we go back? I won't take your money! "

"Just find a quiet place and put me down!" Zhao Jing narrowed his eyes. "I'm determined to do it. I won't turn back!"

"Ah, young man!" The boatman let out a soft sigh. Finally, when the fog had dissipated, he found a place with no one around and allowed Zhao Jing to climb onto the shore.

"Young master, be careful!" The boatman left a message and left the area.

Zhao Jing had climbed onto the shore. There was no ferry here, so it wasn't a place to disembark from the ship. But there were no officials here, so she could only do as she was told!

The imperial court was trying to capture the murderer. This was a good thing! However, they were all refugees, so what kind of murderer was this? Those pig brains could not even think about it. How could a refugee be one of those who robbed officials' ships? With this kind of ability, he wouldn't need to be a refugee that was being chased, and would also have to face the danger of being starved and frozen!

Upon reaching the shore, Zhao Jing was at a loss as to what to do. Although she had the An policy of the State of An, she was still a twelve or thirteen year old child. The north of the river was extremely vast, and as far as the eye could see, it was desolate and barren. There was not the slightest bit of flourishing activity in the capital, nor was there any sense of stability on the other side of the river.

The wind blew past the barren grasses, filling the sky with bleakness.

Walk forward into the shrubbery and you will see one or two people lying motionless on the ground. Looking at his tattered clothes and dirty clothes, he should be a refugee! If his chest didn't move up and down, he probably wouldn't be able to survive.

Zhao Jing took a deep breath. She never thought that Jiangbei would be in such a state. Back on the ship, she had asked the boatman about the direction of the Darchu Prefecture. It was a disaster area over there, and the situation would probably be worse. Wei Shuge had said that most of the people there were placed in the severely affected counties.

Although Zhao Jing wanted Qi Yunshan and Dongfang Wenming to bite him, her master and grandmaster had taught her kindness, so she didn't dare to be too ruthless. In any case, regardless of where the congee was laid, it would serve as a framing for the unknown in the East. Thus, he decided to let Wei Shuge focus most of her power on the place where the calamity occurred.

If he went to the Suburb Prefecture, he might even be able to meet with Wei Shuge's people and pass on the news to the capital!

As Zhao Jing headed towards the north, he saw quite a few refugees hiding in the bushes, breathing heavily, or leaning against the shade of a tree. All the way to the city, it was like this all the way! The wild grass was mixed with dust and sand, causing Zhao Jing to be dazzled.

If they didn't leave the palace, they really wouldn't know. So there really was an existence from the Infernal Realm!

In the palace, she was too lazy to eat or sleep, and always wanted to be free from the palace. Now that he was out of the palace, he could not eat well and could not sleep well. There were people starving to death everywhere! It wasn't so easy to enter the city on foot either.

After experiencing the temple of the earth, after experiencing Yingzhou, after experiencing Wangbei River floating on the ship, his white clothes have long been dirty. When she was in Qilin City, she had pawned the jade pendant and given the boatman the crown. She could only tie her hair with a piece of cloth. Now, she was completely broke.

Wooden horses were set up in front of the city gate to stop the refugees from entering.

Zhao Jing stood at the door for a long time, being sized up by the soldiers guarding it. In the end, when they saw that her clothes were not too bad, they felt that she was not a refugee.

Within the city, there was martial law!

Zhao Jing stood at the side of the street and watched as the army marched through the streets, relentlessly pursuing the refugees. His armor and military boots made neat noises as they collided, making him sound even more sarcastic!

The soldiers of the Da Xia Empire didn't go to protect their home and protect their country, but instead ordered the innocent citizens of the Da Xia Empire to capture them as they pleased. Or some invisible place where human lives are like grass and they want to kill... So he killed them too!

Someone was talking in his ear.

One of them said, "I heard that a lot of people have been arrested in the prison of the Prefect's yamen."

Another one said, "It's all because of those officials!" We're not considered strong here, you don't know where Yiyang is, it's even worse!

Zhao Jing clenched his fists tightly within his sleeves. The people who were waiting to watch the show had all dispersed. He reached out to touch his waist. He only had two lines of money on his waist, and since he was short of food in the city, he probably wouldn't even be able to buy a steamed bun for two lines of money!

She lowered her head to look at the boots on her feet. From the Qilin Hall to Qianzhou, then from Yingzhou to Wang Beihe, her shoes were almost worn out. Otherwise, she would have been able to use these shoes to exchange for some silver.

Suddenly, her expression shook.

Although he had changed his clothes when he left the palace, he still wore these boots. Although the upper of the boots were almost worn out, but these boots were embroidered with golden threads and hidden patterns like an auspicious cloud … Gold thread and silver thread!

His boots had been replaced with cloth shoes. The space between Zhao Jing's eyebrows slightly creased. The wind blew against his ankles, making him feel extremely cold! She was probably the most destitute monarch in the history of Grand Xia!

Fortunately, the golden threads on her boots were made of pure gold. Other than exchanging them for her cloth shoes, she also left some money for her to eat.

Her body was already smelly, but the river water was cold in the autumn. Her body definitely couldn't handle it! He had to find an inn to have a comfortable hot bath. If not, he would be chased out like a refugee sooner or later!

After finding a small inn, Zhao Jing asked the waiter to prepare some hot water.

Her clothes were soaked in water. She no longer had any plans to go out today, nor did she have any spare money to buy clothes. She could only make do by soaking her clothes in water to dry them before wearing them tomorrow. A comfortable hot bath, and a good night's sleep. Tomorrow, I'll be refreshed!

Outside, the sky gradually darkened. Zhao Jing's body was extremely weak. He was extremely tired as he soaked in the hot water barrel.

The upper and lower lids of his eyes were fighting as sleepiness assaulted him. Zhao Jing had actually fallen asleep without a trace of consciousness.

This was a very comfortable sleep. It was warm, warm, and comfortable all over! Without Dongfang Wenming by her side, she walked by herself or by the ox-cart on the way. When she arrived at the Danzhou Manor, she was already exhausted!

When his angina pecked, Zhao Jing's eyebrows were tightly knitted together. He unconsciously curled up his body, letting out pained moans from his mouth. These days, she was relying on her own willpower to slowly make it through!

"Mother …" "It hurts …" she shouted in a low voice.

A voice that sounded like an illusion entered his ears. "He really isn't afraid of death!"

A dreamy yellow sorghum, half asleep and half awake, its body alternating intensely with cold and heat. Zhao Jing didn't know what was wrong with him. He had only taken a bath, so how could he have fallen asleep?

The next day, the sun rose, illuminating the entire room through the window.

Zhao Jing propped herself up weakly. The faint light of dawn pierced through her eyes, making it hard for her to open them. She narrowed her eyes and was shocked to find herself lying on the bed, completely naked. The blanket tightly wrapped around his body. His sharp eyes suddenly narrowed as he quickly swept his gaze across everything in the room.

When he was in the palace, Zhao Jing had developed a special habit of living. As long as it was within her sphere of influence, she would maintain her habitual compulsive disorder. All items must be in one place and must not be moved at all!

There was a glass of water behind the door.

A piece of paper was stuck to the gap in the door. Everything was fine!

The windows had not been pried open, and the tables and stools had not been moved in their original places.

With a sigh of relief, Zhao Jing got out of bed and wrapped himself in clothes! She had no impression of what had happened last night. However, he still felt some sweat when he woke up just now. Could it be …

As he walked past the bathtub, Zhao Jing reached out to touch the water in the bathtub. Then, he leaned over and touched the blanket next to the bathtub. It was still wet, but not very wet. She measured it with her palm. The wet area was about the size of two feet.

Did he really walk out of the bathtub and fall asleep?

Sleep so deeply?

After exiting the room, Zhao Jing looked for the waiter from yesterday. "Second Brother, last night I …"

"What's wrong, young master? You don't look too good, but are you cold? " The waiter hurriedly asked.

Zhao Jing forced a smile. "I think so!" I was going to ask you to bring me more hot water last night, but somehow I fell asleep! "

"That's right! This humble one specifically stood at the door and asked you, "If you said you were not feeling well, then you fell asleep. No need to bring any more hot water, this little one will slip away!" The second brother shook his handkerchief and asked, "Is there anything else, Young Master?"

"Was I not feeling well yesterday?" Zhao Jing stared blankly at him for a long time. "Did I say anything else?"

"Yes sir!" The second brother looked at Zhao Jing with suspicion. "The Young Master said that he thought you had a fever." I even asked if you want to invite a doctor. You said that there's no need, just sleep for a bit, and I don't want to disturb you anymore! "

Zhao Jing opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"If there's nothing else, young master, I'll go and get busy!" With that, the second brother left in a hurry.

Zhao Jing walked out of the inn as if he were in a dream, his mind in a daze. He had said so much last night? Why didn't she have a single impression of him? Before leaving, she carefully inspected the room. It was true that she was the only one in the room that had her movements, but those words … Zhao Jing reached out to touch his forehead. There was still some heat remaining. Had he lost his mind from last night's fever?

"Master, why didn't you let the young master know that you went in yesterday?" Zhou Zhizhi did not understand.

Within the blue carriage, Dongfang Wenming looked at the thin figure between the curtains of the carriage and unconsciously furrowed his brows.

However, he lowered his hand that was raising the curtain, and gave two soft coughs, "She likes to travel alone, so just follow and protect her!" Young people are reckless, and do not know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is.

"I am right!" Zhou Zhizhi paused, "But why did this grandpa come back wet yesterday?" Seeing that Dongfang Wenming hadn't said anything, Zhou Zhizhong said doubtfully, "This humble servant remembers that it didn't rain yesterday …"

"Where did all this nonsense come from?" Dongfang Wenming rubbed his glabella, "Hurry up and catch up. If you lose her, I'll skin you alive!"

"Yes sir!" Zhou Zhiqian hurried out, put on his bamboo hat, and drove.

Inside the car, Dongfang Wenming let out a long breath. Even if his body was made of iron, it couldn't withstand the cold autumn water. In his hand was the waistband he had taken back from the pawnshop. Dongfang Wenming's eyebrows tightened even more!