The Widowed Mother, a Valiant General

Lu Qing immediately turned his head and left with the bucket. Although it was just a glance, she could still see the lump of water. How did this kid's brain grow? Was he trying to seduce her?

Stupid eyes!

Lu Qing quickly arrived near her floorboard, and heard the nearby widows chuckling. It was unknown who had said to let Lu Qing do as he pleased, but it was obvious that he would do as he pleased. How good a look he had.

As for what it looked like, Lu Qing didn't think it was that guy's face.

After asking Han Shuo to take a breather, Lu Qing cleaned up Han Shuo's body behind the tree and then put the bucket back by the well.

After everyone had splashed themselves with the water, under the dim moonlight, Lu Qing saw Xue Yan, the last one to fetch water, carry two buckets and go out of the courtyard.

Soon, he heard the sound of water splashing. It was obvious that he was taking a shower.

The weather had already turned slightly cold. Lu Qing shivered as he rubbed his body. This person was actually still out in the open? The firepower was truly tremendous.

Thinking of this, Lu Qing cautiously looked around. Aside from a few widows who were staring fixedly at the wall where the sound of water had just emerged, there were also a few new veterans who were staring at the widow.

Fortunately, Yang Li didn't come back.

With a sigh of relief, Lu Qing took off Han Shuo's clothes, covered him with blankets and cotton clothing, and softly hummed a lullaby, coaxing him to sleep.

She was also extremely sleepy, so she just hummed and fell asleep.

This time, he slept very well. When he woke up, the sky had already brightened up.

Lu Qing stretched lazily and put on her outer robe. Just as she stood up, she noticed that beside her floorboard, there were some traces and rectangles on it that were about the size of the felt blankets used by the soldiers.

Could it be … Who slept here in the middle of the night?

Lu Qing looked at the soldier in the distance and saw Yang Qiang smiling at her. Although she was far away, she could still see him winking at her.

There was no need to guess. This kid must be sleeping here. Lu Qing gritted his teeth.

That day, they didn't wait for any widows. Instead, Lu Qing received two steamed buns, a bouquet of perfect little blue flowers.

Of course, it was Han Shuo who took it for her. Every time he received a letter, Han Shuo would add, "My mother didn't forgive you, but just let down his temper a bit."

Yang Qiang didn't mind and continued to stroke Han Shuo's head with a smile, but Han Shuo dodged all of them.

After another night, they did not meet the person they were waiting for. Xue Yan did not seem to care at all and continued to lead everyone on their journey.

Luqing began to plan her escape. She had had enough.

Two days after leaving Shanyang Town, Yang Li came to harass her every day.

Add to that the free evening listening, Wang Qiang's mouth is so cheap during the day that he can't be bothered.

Therefore, when they camped outside a village, Lu Qing intentionally chose a far corner.

In the middle of the night, Lu Qing quietly packed up the bundle and used malt candy to wake Han Shuo up. Then, he covered his mouth and dragged him away.

This place wasn't too far away from Mount Qilian. Lu Qing just wanted to find a place to live in seclusion. Although it would be rather difficult, it was still better than wandering in troubled times.

Han Shuo was very obedient, Lu Qing had told him about her plan, he never said a word, and now he also didn't make a sound. He left the camp quietly, until Lu Qing started to let him run, then he started to move.

To the west of the village was a sparse forest. Lu Qing's goal was to find a place to hide first.

It was the 20th of July, and the moonlight was not as bright as the previous days. However, it was not a problem to see the road, so at the edge of the forest, Lu Qing saw Xue Yan.

"Although the border is far away, it is not without food and drink. It is better than the mountain."