Liang Ruoru's words made Pu Lan almost collapse.

The young master is clearly ready to die.

But has he ever thought about it, if there is no such person as him in the world, what is the meaning of her life?

And Star Girl...

She had just turned six years old. Because of the embarrassment of her biological mother's identity and the use of tricks to have her in the first place, the young master had always treated her lukewarmly over the years.

Apart from keeping her fed and clothed, he never mentioned his only daughter, and he never even gave her a formal name.

The name "Xingxing" seems to have been given by the wet nurse.

But at the moment of life and death, the young master...

Is it because he speaks kind words even when he is about to die, or is the young master's indifference towards Miss Xing all these years just an act?

No matter what the reason is, why does the young master think that she will still be willing to take care of Miss Xing after her heart dies?

And why do you think that she, a woman of humble status, is capable of taking care of his only flesh and blood?

Liang Ruoru patted her shoulder: "Xingxing is indeed an accident to me, but I have never added my disgust towards her mother to her.

The reason why I have been so indifferent to her these years is because I don't want her to be implicated.

But I was wrong after all...

Pu Lan, after you successfully return to Liuyun, immediately go to the empress of the country to take the stars away.

Although my savings are not much, they are enough for the two of you to live well.

Haven't you always wanted to walk around and have a look, then take Xingxing with you. There are too many disputes in the capital, so try to stay as far away as possible."

Pu Lan had already burst into tears.

The young master was loyal to the king, but he was treated like this in return.

Not only was his life used as bait, but his almost nonexistent daughter was also used as a hostage.

"Young Master..." she choked and said, "I am a slave with a humble status. If..."

Liang Ruoru smiled lightly: "Pu Lan can rest assured, if I really can't go back this time, the king will definitely not embarrass Xing Xing, let alone you.

If I can escape by chance, the king will have no reason to keep the star in the palace. Then our family will leave the capital together and find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to live a good life."

Perhaps his voice was too moving, or the scene he described was too alluring, Pu Lan's mood gradually stabilized.

Liang Ruoru stopped talking, picked up the dry food and stuffed it into his mouth bit by bit.

Not long after the meal, the explorer came back.

"Sir, my subordinates have made careful inquiries and found that there is no trace of Wei troops nearby."

"Where's Beirong?"

"My subordinates met Prince Sanchi and he said..."

"When did you learn to speak hesitantly?"

"Prince Sanji said that the Wei army was too cunning and that Beirong repeatedly suffered losses in night battles, so he told the young master to pass through the pass before dark, otherwise..."

Liang Ruoru raised his hand to stop him: "Beirong is far more powerful than Liuyun. Besides, our country is asking for help from him this time. It is not rude for them to come to the border to greet us.

You all go down and prepare and act on time as planned."

"Yes." Pathfinder bowed and stepped back.

After hearing the news from the pathfinder, Pu Lan became anxious again.

The pass mentioned by Sanji is right on the border between Dawei and Beirong.

In the past ten years or so, although the Northern Rong cavalry often harassed the Wei border people, the two countries had never officially planned to go to war.

In other words, if the young master successfully crosses the pass, his life will be saved.

If he was captured by the Wei army before crossing the pass, the Beirong army would not come to rescue him.

But even she could understand that just because the pathfinders found no trace of the Wei army, it did not mean that there were no Wei soldiers nearby.

On the contrary, the Wei army had definitely made careful arrangements and was waiting for the young master to be arrested.

She stood up and walked behind Liang Ruoru, intending to dissuade him again, but she didn't know how to speak.

Liang Ruoru stared into the distance intently and said softly: "Rather than taking my life, the Wei army wants to capture me alive, so even if I fall into their hands, I won't die for a while.

Maybe I will have a chance to see the light of day again in the future."

Pu Lan knew what he was telling the truth.

If the Wei army wanted the young master's life, they would never allow them to come here.

But being captured alive does not mean that you can live a good life. The young master will never betray the king, and what awaits him will definitely be torture.

As for what the young master said about seeing the light of day again, that was just a reassuring word.

Liang Ruoru put down the gauze curtain: "Pu Lan, beyond the pass is Beirong, and the terrain is extremely open.

Even if the Wei army was not afraid of going to war with Beirong, they would never choose this place.

Remember what I just said, hide here for two days and immediately return to the clouds."

Pu Lan clenched his fists tightly and said in a hoarse voice: "My slave, please obey me. Master, you must take more care of yourself."

Liang Ruoru nodded and walked towards the twenty-five subordinates who were ready.

Everyone was wearing a hat and black clothes like him. At first glance, it was impossible to tell who was who.

Pu Lan's legs softened and he knelt down on the ground, watching the figure engraved in his heart gradually go away.

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In the woods near the pass, Xiao Bi and Huan Yu had been waiting for a long time.

In addition to the two of them, there were also fifty cavalrymen each under the command of Duke Xiao and Duke Huan.

Xiao Bi touched the arrow pot beside her. Fifty sharp arrows were neatly arranged, and she suddenly felt itchy in her hands.

Huan Yu looked at her movements and said with a smile: "Looking at Xiaojiu, fifty arrows still don't seem to be enough."

It was the custom in the Wei army that each arrow pot was equipped with thirty arrows. Xiao Bi's arrow pot was obviously too full, and he was a little worried that there would be obstacles for her to use it.

Xiao Bi said: "Brother Huan, don't worry, I've always used it this way."

After saying that, he turned to look at the hundred cavalrymen behind him: "Don't shoot me to death later. Liang Ruoru's life is very valuable!"

One of the cavalrymen scratched his head: "Master Jiu, our shooting skills cannot be compared with yours. What should we do if we miss the target?"

Another cavalryman laughed and scolded: "Old Zhang, you have been a cavalryman all these years in vain! It is said that when you shoot a man, you shoot the horse first, and when you catch the thief, you catch the king first. Just keep an eye on the horse's butt and make sure you can shoot it."

It’s accurate and can’t hurt anyone’s life.”

Xiao Bi glared at him: "What nonsense are you talking about? If you shoot a horse in the butt, wouldn't the horse run faster when it is frightened?"

The cavalryman spread his hands: "Then Master Jiu, tell us what should we do?"

Xiao Pei said: "They will come later, you all can see the horse's legs for me."

The horse won't be able to run if its leg is injured. When the time comes, let's swarm up and see where Liang Ruoru runs."

All the cavalrymen howled together.

If a horse runs so fast, are its legs so easy to shoot?

Huan Yu smiled and said: "Xiao Jiu, what if we fail to shoot the horse's leg and let Liang Ruoru run to the pass?"

Xiao Bi said: "Don't worry, there is an old acquaintance on the other side of the pass. If he hears that I am coming, he will definitely come over and fight.

We agreed in advance that Liang Ruoru is yours, and that old acquaintance is mine.
Chapter completed!