At this moment, outside the pass—

Liu Qingqing's clothes were no longer visible in her original color. She was covered in mud and hid in a cave under the escort of her servants.

If Liu Luoying saw it, she would definitely regret it, and would be upset that she had not forced herself to tie her up and prevent her from leaving Bei'an City.

However, who would have thought that the tragedy of the previous life continued.

In his previous life, after the Liu family arrived outside the pass, they were disliked by Yang An because they had not much money and property. They refused to open the city gate and fled everywhere to avoid the war between the Jin soldiers.

But in this life, history is still surprisingly similar.

Liu Qingqing was in a carriage. After arriving outside the pass, Yang An would open the door, but when she saw that there were no other things in her carriage, she scolded her for going back to her parents' home and bringing nothing. She was a woman who didn't miss her husband's family and refused to open the city gate.

So, Liu Qingqing became a refugee hiding everywhere.

The carriage was stolen, and the clothes and the few remaining dry food had already fallen into the hands of others.

Even if she wants to return to Bei'an, she has no choice but to do anything.

The letter that Liu Chengan received was actually a beautiful blueprint she drew on the road. She thought that she would be protected by her husband when she arrived outside the pass, so she wrote it early to go home to ensure safety.

Unfortunately, everything was just a dream for her.

She hid in the cold cave. At first she was crying, but later she gradually became numb and she didn't even feel the pain. She just thought about how to survive all day, just like a walking corpse.

When Luo Ting arrived outside the pass, he saw Liu Qingqing among the refugees. He thought he was dreaming. It took him a long time to identify it before he confirmed it was her.

“…Big cousin?”

He gently pulled the woman who was rummaging for the tree roots, and frowned and pushed away the layer of messy hair.

As the two looked at each other, time and space seemed to be still, and both showed incredible expressions.

After a long time, Liu Qingqing suddenly came back to her senses, collapsed on the ground weakly, and burst into tears.

Luo Ting couldn't bear it, so he handed her all the dry food and water. After she finished eating and had the strength, he asked in a deep voice: "Cousin, how did you become like this? What about brother-in-law?"

"He... doesn't want me anymore." Liu Qingqing's voice was hoarse and she looked down at the ground. Her nose was obviously sour, but she couldn't cry.

Luo Ting sighed lightly, unable to imagine what kind of mood Liu Luoying would feel if she saw it.

He looked back at the city hidden in the sand and dust in the distance, as if it was close at hand, and as if it was distant and untouchable.

"Cousin, what are you planning now? Should I follow me back to Bei'an City, meet up with the Liu family, or go to the city to find my brother-in-law?"

Liu Qingqing's eyes lit up, and she looked at Luo Ting with anticipation.

She opened the corners of her dry lips and wanted to say loudly that she was going back to Bei'an City. She never wanted to see Yang An again in her life.

But when he saw his fingers covered in mud and swallowed them back, he shook his head weakly: "Where can I go like this? If I go home, it will only increase my father's worries. But if you enter the city, your brother-in-law will not want me. Because he closed the city gate and refused to let me in. I'd better just do this, live on your own and die in this yellow sand desert."

Luo Ting felt unbearable, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Cousin, why don't you go to the border town with me first, and then consider the issue of where to go there after resting."

"Is that OK?" Liu Qingqing seemed to have caught a life-saving straw, her eyes full of expectations. But then she thought, Luo Ting is younger than her, so it is not easy to get here. How can she lead another person forward?

She sighed and shook her head slightly: "Forget it, I won't drag you down."

After saying that, he stood up with difficulty and wanted to leave in the opposite direction.

But Luo Ting held him back again and said to her firmly: "Big cousin, if you leave, Ying'er will be sad."

"Ying'er..."

"Follow me. If you want to go back to the Marquis' Mansion, I can help you. If you want to go back to Bei'an, I can also take you back."

He was obviously a teenager, but his eyes, which were as powerful as an eagle, made people feel weak and firm in his heart.

Liu Qingqing nodded gently and had hope of living again.

She held back her tears, followed the boy, and walked towards the border town further away in the yellow sand.

At this moment, Liu Luoying, who was far away in Bei'an City, didn't know that Luo Ting had saved her elder sister.

She focused all her thoughts on today's birthday party, holding her most proud work, a ten-meter-long eagle-striking embroidery painting, slowly walking towards Luo Qingnian in the stunning eyes of everyone.

"I wish my grandfather good fortune as good as the East China Sea and longevity than the South Mountain."

"Okay, okay! Ying'er, did you embroider the embroidery painting?"

The old man looked at the lifelike embroidery painting and touched it carefully. He was afraid that he would dirty the masterpiece, so he took a handkerchief and put it under him to touch it.

The guests around were shocked by the majestic embroidery paintings, and each opened his eyes wide and kept sighing.

"When you look at the eagle's eyes, no matter where you stand, it seems to be staring at you."

"Ah, it's true! Look, this eagle is like living, it's so magical!"

"So beautiful. The mountains behind this are so embroidered with artistic conception. If you look at them from a distance, it will be like a painting."

“…”

Yingchun held the embroidery painting to display it. When she heard everyone praise her, she felt as if she was praising herself. She was so proud that she raised her chin happily and pointed to a red cloud.

"Everyone, this embroidery painting was embroidered by my lady in half a month, and each detail is quite detailed. For this red sun alone, eight colors were used. In order to make it more realistic, some silk threads were shaved by my lady himself."

"Wow! So amazing? You're really a strange woman. Even the most famous double-sided embroidery in Jiangnan City was not as good as these seven points."

"Mr. Luo, you are so lucky. It is really enviable to have such a filial granddaughter."

Luo Qingnian laughed loudly, looked at Liu Luoying's little face, and praised her: "Ying'er, thank you for your hard work."

"As long as my grandfather is happy, Ying'er will not work hard at all."

This was very helpful. The old man smiled so hard that he couldn't stop and held Liu Luoying's little hand tightly, and did not dare to let go for a moment. He passed by every guest, as if he was showing off.

This scene made Liu Chengan very happy.

However, his energy at this moment was like those guests, all of his energy was placed on the embroidery paintings. He was reluctant to touch, so he could only stick to each needle and thread.

"Haha, this is my little daughter's child, called Luoying."

Luo Qingnian was full of red light and spared no effort to show off to others. The atmosphere was filled with joy and peace.
Chapter completed!