Mo Jinlan stared blankly at Chu Yunyao, but didn't reach out to pick it up.

Chu Yunyao smiled, "Isn't it because you are afraid that I will be poisoned?"

She peeled off a small piece and stuffed it into her mouth, the sweet smell of the sweet potato immediately hit her nostrils, Chu Yunyao swallowed it, and handed the sweet potato to her again: "It's delicious, try it.

Don't you like to block me the most? If you are hungry and sick, you will lose your last chance to secretly leave here to inform Feng Shaojin, wouldn't it be according to my wish? "

Hearing this, Mo Jinlan glared at Chu Yunyao bitterly, then turned her head again, ignoring Chu Yunyao.

Chu Yunyao was not annoyed, she turned the fire a little louder, put the wrapped sweet potato on the stone, stood up, turned and went back to the carriage.

The night was quiet, and Mo Jinlan watched the fire beside him gradually dim. Finally, he picked up the sweet potato wrapped in leaves, held it in his hand, and ate it bit by bit.

Her throat is very astringent, and she doesn't know what it tastes like. She has never tasted this kind of food that is most commonly eaten in rural people's homes, but she never expected it to be so delicious.

Very sweet and very fragrant!

Bao'er woke up, glanced out through the gap in the curtain, and asked in a low voice: "Miss, the second miss doesn't accept your favor, why do you go to her to make fun of yourself?"

"Jinlan's temperament is competitive and arrogant, and she is somewhat hostile to me, and it's normal for her to refuse to give me a good face, but what do you think about her treatment of Xiu'er?

During the day, Xiu'er wanted the fruit on the tree, and she picked it for Xiu'er without saying a word.

She used to be domineering, but she was clearly bad, unlike Qin Zhirou, who was full of bad things.

She was just a little confused, although she knew about many things, she was unwilling to admit it and dared not face the reality.

I do what I have to do. As for whether she accepts it or not, that's her business. I just have to have a clear conscience, and it's for Jinyu's sake. "

Boa: "..."

Bao'er looked out again, and saw that Mo Jinlan had finished eating one sweet potato and was eating the second sweet potato.

After walking for seven days in a row, Chu Yunyao was about to reach the meeting place with Mu Qing, but Chu Yunyao's mood became more and more complicated: "I don't know how Mu Qing and the others are doing, whether they have defeated the He family's boat and landed smoothly."

A new day has begun.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning fell from the cracks in the forest, the crystal clear dewdrops on the leaves scattered colorful light, and the thin mist gradually dissipated in the forest.

After a night's rest, it was time to set off again. The girls and boys pulled out their tents and packed up their things, ready to go.

The frightened bird passed overhead, neighing.

The wind is blowing.

Chu Yunyao looked up vigilantly.

"Uncle." Xiu'er exclaimed.

Mo Lingwei's face was as pale as snow for a moment, and she turned around slowly.

The long knife in Wuying's hand pierced Feng Shaojin's shoulder, and Feng Shaojin aimed his gun at Wuying's head.

He seemed to have not slept for several days, his deep phoenix eyes seemed to be stained with blood, like a fine net, he was staring at Mo Lingwei for a moment, and slowly stretched out a hand towards her, his voice was low and hoarse but sonorous Lili: "Ling Wei, come here!"

Mo Lingwei's slender body trembled.

Chu Yunyao hugged her quickly, and squeezed her hands tightly, "Don't be afraid, don't go over."

The long knife in Wuying's hand moved out an inch, and blood gushed out along the cold and sharp blade.

Feng Shaojin was dressed in military uniform, and half of his body was soon drenched with blood, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all. He stubbornly stretched out his hand towards Mo Lingwei, and said stubbornly: "Ling Wei, come here!"