I subconsciously took a step forward, but before I could walk out, my hand was pulled back to him.

I looked back at him and he said calmly: "Don't walk around, the wind is strong on the river."

Only then did I feel that the wind was indeed strong, and it was already winter. The wind on the river was as cold as a knife, which brought a sense of coldness when it blew across my face. In addition, I had just walked out of the warm cabin and was blown by the wind, and subconsciously shivered.

He turned around and turned his eyes, and immediately a maid came over with a wide buzzard. He took the buzzard and walked around my shoulder to put it on me.

"Be careful, don't catch a cold."

I looked up at him, feeling the chill on my body became even more intense, and I grabbed the clothes on both sides with both hands. Then he smiled with satisfaction, then put his hand into the wind flask and grabbed one of my hands, holding me to the bow of the boat.

The wind in this place is even more bitter.

It can be seen further.

I know that the war on the river these days must be more tragic than what appears in front of me. There must be more broken ships, the soldiers who died in battle sank into the river, or washed away by the surging river water. Even so, all the things I see in front of me are enough to make me feel pain in my heart.

I can't tell which side of the floating corpse on the river belongs, but no matter which side, these are all one by one, countless tragic stories. The passing of life represents not only the extinguishing of a lamp, but also the lives of some people fall into darkness. Poor, the bones by the Wuding River are still people in the spring boudoir dreams. How many pairs of eyes full of hope will fall into despair because of this war, and how many people will live forever away from spring because of this cold winter?

I shivered slightly, and subconsciously reached out to hold the fence in front of me.

As soon as he saw my movement, Pei Yuanxiu frowned immediately, and the child standing not far away was immediately pushed by the guard behind him, and shouted softly and almost fell to the ground.

I hurriedly looked back at him.

He was still confused and had no idea what was going on. He didn't know that his life was completely delivered to another person's thoughts. He only wrapped his hands around the fence on one side, and looked back at the guard in surprise.

This time, my face turned paler.

The fingers holding the fence were slightly pressed, and the nails almost pinched the wood for several and a half months. Finally, they slowly let go and shrank back.

A faint smile immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The fog on the river today is very heavy. In addition to being able to barely see the messy scene on the river surface, and the camps hidden on the north bank, I can't see anything. I can almost imagine that there must be a lot of sorrow in Yangzhou City at this moment, and I dare not think about it again. This city has experienced too many hardships since the Pei clan entered the pass. It has finally ushered in a little relaxed time over the years, allowing the people to recuperate, but I didn't expect that it would be so soon to go through this war.

Yangzhou is really full of disasters.

I couldn't bear to look any further, so I could only turn my head and see the south bank of the Yangtze River.

It is impossible to see the appearance of Jinling City here, but the naval camp built by Pei Yuanxiu stood tall and majestic on the riverside, like a crawling beast. This war is like its first attack of sharp claws, shattering the north bank.

At this moment, I suddenly shivered.

Now it has become like this. If Pei Yuanxiu can really fight in Yangzhou, what would he do?

The memories of the older generation and the past passed down by people by word of mouth flashed through my mind for a while.

I suddenly looked up at him: "You--"

He immediately felt excited: "What are you going to say to me?"

“…”

"Um?"

I was about to say something, but when I opened my mouth, he sneezed. He suddenly became nervous and hurriedly reached out to hug me: "Are you catching a cold?"

"I didn't-"

I subconsciously wanted to push him away, but before I could stretch out my hand, he stretched out his hand and picked me up horizontally, turned around and walked into the cabin.

Suddenly, the light in front of me was replaced by the sudden darkness. I opened my eyes wide, but for a moment I could not see clearly what was around me for a long time. Until he walked through the long corridor and back to the cabin, I could see clearly the light emitted by the candlesticks around me as if I was lit.

I have been looking forward to it for so long and want to go outside to take a look, but I only stood for a while.

Moreover, after being stimulated by the warmth in the room, I sneeze several times in succession. He frowned and put me back on the bed. He immediately turned around and said, "Go and call--"

"I'm really fine."

I hurriedly interrupted him, he looked back at me, frowned slightly, and I gasped for a few seconds before saying, "I just suffered a little cold wind."

I am already afraid that I will contact more people, and everyone may use tools to threaten me. Even if I was just blown by the cold wind today, and the matter will be a big deal, the end result will probably be that a few more people will die for it.

He looked at me and was about to say something, but I had turned my head to the side.

"I, I don't want to see anyone else."

“…”

This time, his eyebrows slightly raised, and the originally serious expression on his face also eased a little.

The maids behind him were still waiting for his orders. He was silent for a moment and said without looking back: "Go out."

Those people were as if they were amnesty and hurriedly retreated and closed the door.

He changed from the original position of squatting beside the bed to sitting on the edge of the bed. He reached out and pulled my cold hand over, held it tightly in his palm and ironed it, and said softly: "It's time for me to blame. I thought your body had improved a lot, but I didn't expect that it would cause you to catch a cold outside."

I didn't say anything, just looked down at the hand he held in his palm. At this moment, I bit my lower lip and suppressed the desire to pull the hand back, and said, "You--"

"Hmm?" He looked down at me, and seemed to remember something: "By the way, what did you want to say to me just now?"

"..." I gasped for a few more times before whispering: "Are you going to contribute to Yangzhou?"

He stopped by the hand that was originally stroking the back of my hand.

I could feel a light flashing through his eyes, probably because his body was also very cold at the moment, and his eyes were actually chilling.

After a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You are still caring - Yangzhou?"

I had no choice but to look at him honestly: "Is it?"
Chapter completed!