The Delicate Prince and His Shrewd Peasant Consort

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On the way, Liu Ye also noticed that many people took their children all the way to the east.

Most of them are wearing ragged clothes, presumably, begging along the street to make a living. Among these people are mainly elderly people. Most of the middle-aged men have joined the army, and the orphans and widows who stay at home are also orphans.

That sentence is true, the people who have suffered the most in fighting are still the people.

There are many people who are sick along the way, but Liu Ye is not carrying herbs in the carriage, even if they are diagnosed and treated, there is no way.

Brother Guff saw Liu Yan's anxious look and drove the carriage faster.

As the frontiers approached, there were fewer and fewer inns.

"Son, let's go to the village and find a place to stay overnight," Mafu suggested.

Hurrying at night is indeed a bit dangerous. Even if you are in a hurry now, you will arrive in the middle of the night. Liu Ye decided that everyone would go to the village to check in first.

At this time, when people were having dinner, the village, which should have been very busy, now seemed extraordinarily quiet.

Zhu Yuan held Liu Yan's hand tightly and asked, "My son, isn't this whole village empty?"

Liu Ye was not sure, she turned to look at the groom.

The groom signaled them not to be afraid, and said, "There will always be people who haven't left, those elderly people who can't move."

This sentence is telling them that those old people are left behind.

"Then let's choose a house with elderly people and see if we can help them do something." When Liu Yan said, he felt a bit sad.

Soon, they found such a family. There were several houses in the yard, but only one elderly woman lived there.

"Ma'am, we're going to the frontier to sign up for the army. It's a bit late. Would you stay here for a night, okay?" Muff asked.

"Okay, this room is a bit rude. You will stay overnight." Auntie was very enthusiastic, but it was difficult to talk.

Liu Ye came to her and asked, "Ma'am, everyone in the village is almost gone. Why didn't you leave?"

"My only son has gone to war, and I'll wait here for him to come back." The old woman said, a hint of firmness on her face.

Zhuyuan Yurun has started cooking, and they steamed the only dry food.

"There is still some rice in the crock in the house. You can cook some rice," said the old woman, pointing to the crock on the side.

After Zhuyuandao thanked him, he put a small amount of rice into the pot.

"Ma'am, are you usually alone?" Liu Ye saw that the woman was a little older, and she was not assured to live here alone.

"I'm used to it alone, and I hope that this battle will be finished soon, and I can reunite with my son." The old woman said with a smile, without a trace of sadness.

"Ma'am, I want to ask you one thing. Do you have any news about the front line?" After pulling some household items, Liu Yan couldn't help asking.

"I haven't heard from them for a long time. The people in the village have gone almost the same. The people who can get the news have also left."

Liu Yan was silent.

"My son, don't worry, we will be here tomorrow." Yurun hurriedly comforted.

"Nangong Aya, no matter how many injuries you have suffered, you must wait for me." Liu Yan thought silently.