Cheng Muyou was so smart. Looking at Bai Qingzhi's mysterious expression, he guessed that He Xu's death was not simple, and he couldn't even control Kaifeng Mansion. It can be seen that it was related to someone from the higher level. It would be fine if it was just like this, why was Yan Niang interested in He Xu's death? She came over excitedly and left in disappointment. Could it be that his body was missing?

Thinking of this, he stopped moving forward, or he did not dare to think further. He felt scared for the first time, afraid that after the truth surfaced, he would not dare or be willing to face it.

Cheng Muyou raised his arm. The medicine she gave him had already been used up, but the faint bitterness lingered in his mind and never dissipated. He sighed softly, grabbed the reins again, and walked out of the gate of Xin'an Mansion.

There was a person standing under the willow tree outside the door, with Emei sweeping her eyes lightly, her eyes as water, looking at him. Cheng Muyou was stunned, and his steps slowed down instantly, but the horse behind him was squirting impatiently, urging him to move forward with a "huff" urging him forward.

Jiang Xixi also saw Yan Niang, and could not hide the surprise on her face. She threw the reins, jumped and ran towards her, holding her hand, "Miss Yan, this morning, why are you standing outside our Xin'an Mansion? Do you know that we are going to go far today, so you deliberately wait here? Or do you have any sachets to hand me over?" After that, she looked up and down, but found that Yan Niang did not carry the sachet with her, so she smiled and leaned over, "Or, the girl wants to walk with us and go out with us?"

Yan Niang pointed on her forehead, "I just got up early and was bored and went out for a walk. Miss Jiang said one by one, it was even louder than the birds that rose in the morning. I just wanted to find a quiet place. Now, I'd better go back."

She said this, but there was a smile in her voice. This calm expression was completely different from her appearance that she had kept people thousands of miles away some time ago. When Cheng Muyou heard that she would joke, he felt much more happy and comfortable. However, he was thinking about Shi Fei and Shi Jin's safety, so he walked forward and urged Jiang Xixi to get on the road faster.

Jiang Xixi then stepped on his horse and said reluctantly, "Miss Yan, wait for me to come back from Liaoyang in a few days before going to Jihong Embroidery Village to find you."

Yan Niang stiffened and her smile froze on her face, "You are going to Liaoyang?"

Jiang Xixi nodded, and a layer of sorrow was covered with his eyebrows. "Shi Fei and Shi Jin went to Liaoyang ten days ago, but today, Shi Fei's horse ran back by himself. The adults were afraid that something would happen to them, so they wanted to go there in person."

Cheng Muyou heard the abnormality in Yan Niang's tone and hurriedly stepped forward, "Miss Yan, is there something wrong with this place in Liaoyang?"

Yan Niang looked at him, and the expression on her face had changed. The familiar smile once again floated on the corner of her mouth, "Liaoyang is the place where the Song and Liao War began. Adults are knowledgeable and knowledgeable, so they won't know?"

Cheng Muyou felt a little relieved, "That battle was the first large-scale battle between the Song and Liao dynasties. There were countless soldiers on both sides who died or injured. However, that was something that happened thirty years ago after all, so it should be okay to be undisturbed by the current situation."

Yan Niang pursed her lips and smiled, "Everyone is going to go whether it is disturbed or not. Then set off early and don't miss the matter."

Cheng Muyou knew that she had something to say, but the situation was urgent, so she didn't dare to delay any time now, so she jumped on her horse and rushed out of the city with Jiang Xixi.

***

The group ran day and night on the road for four days and finally arrived at Hedong Road. In the evening, they came to the edge of the Yellow River and looked into the distance. The afterglow of the sunset fell on the water, like thousands of broken gold, shining.

Jiang Xixi handed the water bag to Cheng Muyou. Seeing him finish drinking the water, he asked softly, "Sir, should we rest on the river beach for a night, or continue on the road?"

Seeing that the two yamen runners were exhausted, they yawned repeatedly, and even Jiang Xixi, who had always been energetic, had blue eyes and a dish on his face, so he jumped off the horse's back, "Let's rest for a night and continue on the road. They all say that the carp in the Yellow River is very plump. Let's go down the river to catch a few fish, how about adding dishes tonight?"

Jiang Xixi covered her mouth and laughed, "Adults have been pampering since childhood. Can they still go down the river to catch fish?"

Cheng Muyou raised his thick eyebrows, ignored her, took off his shoes and socks and rolled up his sleeves, and walked towards the golden river. He saw him pricking the river with his long sword, splashing splashes and wet his clothes.

Jiang Xixi followed behind and shouted, "I'll do it. It's colder here, not as cold as Xin'an. If you make your clothes soaked, you will catch a cold."

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Muyou turned around. A big carp that was still churning desperately was inserted on the tip of the sword. He smiled proudly, "Look at me? Believe it now."

Jiang Xixi ran towards him, took the fish off the sword and hugged it in his arms, "Sir, I caught such a big fish in just a few seconds. It seems that everyone will have a good time tonight." After saying that, she handed the big carp weighing four or five pounds to the two yamen runners standing behind, "Go and pack it up, cook it up and roast it. This wild game is hard to eat in Xin'an City now."

The two yamen runners happily left with the fish in their arms. Jiang Xixi then took out a handkerchief from his collar and wiped the water droplets on Cheng Muyou's face. Then he asked with a smile, "Where did you learn how to catch fish? I have been with you for so many years, but I don't even know."

Cheng Muyou looked at the shimmering river, "Did you remember how did you take care of your body every day after being rescued by me?"

"Fish soup, a bowl of fish soup that was boiled white. At that time, my father was killed by the Liao army. I was hopeless and felt that from then on, everything in the world had nothing to do with me. But every day, adults would send me a bowl of fish soup to me in the evening and feed me bit by bit. Over time, this matter seemed to have become a habit. Every time the sunset was setting, I looked forward to this bowl of soup. It seemed to have become the only thing I could expect in my fragmented life." Jiang Xixi suddenly raised his head, "Are those fish caught by the adults in person?"

"You were severely injured at that time. How can you maintain a good health by relying on the dry food from the army alone?" Cheng Muyou said lightly.

"Sir, you..." Jiang Xixi felt her throat tightening and her voice choked.

A silver light flashed in the river in front of him. Cheng Muyou raised his sword and tiptoed over. He was about to pierce down, but his hand was still in the air. He looked forward, "Xixi, is there someone there?"
Chapter completed!