In the twilight, Zhao Yi Lous black hair was disheveled and dripping with water, a few strands of long hair stuck to her neck and chest, her face was only slightly larger than the palm of her hand, already showing some angularity, her long eyebrows slanted into her temples, her eyes, half-hidden by her hair, were clearly filled with anger, yet seemed to Song Chuyi like distant cold stars in the sky, and with her straight nose, her facial features revealed a stubborn and determined personality.

  Under such a complexion, the scar on Zhao Yilous lips didnt look bad either.

  "Brilliant as the sun and moon entering ones bosom." Song Chu praised him for having a beauty that was as captivating as holding the sun and moon in his arms.

  This is a very high evaluation, Zhao Yilou was still a young man in his teens, due to long-term hunger, coupled with the fact that he was still growing taller and thinner, but fortunately his appearance was not weak.

  Zhao Yilou felt a bit embarrassed under her piercing gaze, turned around and walked to the stone wall, hid in the grass heap, with his back facing Song Chuyi, no longer paying attention to her.

  "Hey there young man, lets discuss something." Song Chu said with a smile, standing behind him.

  "Dont call me like that, youre not much older than me anyway." Zhao Yilou said stiffly.

  Song Chu initially had an idea when he saw Zhao Yis appearance, and originally didnt plan to discuss it with him, but thinking that he couldnt avoid needing his cooperation, said, "This matter concerns the lives of both of us."

  Zhao Yi Lou heard this and slowly got up from the pile of grass, leaning against the stone wall staring at her, waiting to hear whats next.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he was taken aback for a moment. Originally, if he were still his usual self and made such a move, others would only think he was an introverted child. However, with this appearance now, he actually had some hidden momentum.

  "Do you know which country we are in? What year is it now?" Zhao Yi Lous unintentionally revealed temperament caused Song Chuyi to change his mind temporarily.

  She didnt have much hope when she asked this, as at that time transportation mainly relied on walking, communication mainly relied on shouting, and heating mainly relied on shaking. In such a closed and backward situation, wars between countries were constant, land was occupied by one country for a while and then taken back by another country after a few days. Being able to know which country you belonged to and who the ruler of your country was already made you a knowledgeable person.

  But Zhao Yi Lou is obviously a relatively insightful person, "This is between Qi and Zhao, now its some years after the Queen of Qi."

  Song Chu listened and guessed that Zhao Yi Lou probably only knew this much too, so he said, "Lets go to Song Country."

  "Youre not going to marry into the Zhao state..." Zhao Yilou suddenly realized he had misspoken and immediately swallowed his words.

  Throughout these few days, Zhao Yi Lous behavior was clearly unfamiliar to her. Song Chu Yi chuckled and sat down on the hay with a thud, lazily saying, "Let me guess..."

  Zhao Yilou stared at her tensely, as if afraid that she would discover the truth.

  "You seem quite skilled at stripping people of their clothes, this isnt your first time, is it?" Song Chu said in a low voice.

  She deliberately spoke with some ambiguity, but in fact she was very clear that Zhao Yilou must have relied on stripping the burial objects from the corpse to exchange for food. He might have accidentally encountered the wedding procession and found the bride dying, so he followed all the way.

  In this era, there are dead people everywhere. Being able to wrap a body in a mat and bury it is already considered high-end treatment. The original owner of the body was probably married off to a distant place that couldnt be reached within ten days or half a month. To prevent the corpse from rotting and becoming unsightly, they found a quiet and safe place to temporarily bury the bones, planning to discuss with the new husbands family after some time had passed, and then bring a coffin to take the remains back. Therefore, those several mounds beside her are likely the graves of people who were buried alive with her.

  Zhao Yi Lous face turned somewhat pale. He had been drifting outside since he was seven or eight years old and didnt dare to fight with others for food, so he could only do this kind of thing to survive.

  People are in awe of ghosts and gods, and even Zhao Yilou is just a little bolder, let alone the fact that he dug up the graves of scholars. If those punctilious scholars find out, Zhao Yilou will surely be crushed to dust.

  At the beginning of Songs dynasty, once something was going well, it would be terminated. Just like Zhao Yi Lou didnt trust her, she also didnt trust him. Who knows that if he were forced to desperation, whether or not he would commit murder and destroy evidence.

  "Go ignite the bonfire and dry your hair before sleeping." Song Chuoyi lightly kicked him with her foot.

  Zhao Yi Lou was good at everything he did, and got up to light the fire.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, a man named Yi crawled into a pile of grass, shivered with fear, and looked up at Zhao Yi Lou. Under the reflection of the firelight, his eyes sparkled brightly, truly like autumn waves, thousands of shining pearls, yet not too many.

  Even if it were a thousand taels of bright pearls, it wouldnt be worth the autumn waves in her clear eyes. Song Chu initially felt that last night was quite a loss, even though she wasnt interested in taking advantage of him, but sleeping next to a beautiful young man versus a smelly mud-man was clearly different in terms of sleep quality.

  The scenery was beautiful, and Song ChuYi looked at it for a while, gradually feeling sleepy, and unknowingly fell asleep.

  She had a dreamless night and didnt know what time she fell asleep. She heard Zhao Yi Lou calling her, "Hey! Hey! Get up."

  Song Chuanyi vaguely remembered that he had promised to go hunting with him the day before, so he got up with half-open eyes and sat on the dry grass for a while.

  Zhao Yi Lou handed her half a dry and hard as stone pancake, "Finish this before we set off."

  Song Chu opened his eyes and moved slightly, the half piece of bread slipped off his leg. "Huh?" Song Chu hurriedly searched in the grass thicket.

  Zhao Yi Lou boiled water, holding a clay pot and squatting on a large stone, dipping the water to make the pancake soft, while watching Song Chu Yan with her butt up in the grass looking for pancakes, eating happily.

  Genius is vague, the light is not good, fortunately, when the two of them slept and pressed down some of the grass below, Song Chuyi finally found that pancake the size of an egg, turned his face and saw Zhao Yilou with a look of watching the excitement, couldnt help but scolded a sentence, "Little turtle egg!"

  The two of them didnt have much clothing, only a single garment to cover their bodies, so they simply cleaned up a bit and then hastily headed up the mountain after finishing their pancakes.

  Its now the end of autumn, many animals have started hibernation, prey is hard to find, and even if found, its not necessarily a lucky hunt. They even use tools that are just sticks they find on the mountain, going up the mountain is purely by luck.

  Although it was hard to find animals, there were still some remaining fruits and herbs on the mountain that Song Chuyi and Zhao Yilou did not let go of.

  Yesterday, I caught a pheasant, but today wasnt so lucky. The two of us searched from morning till dusk, not even seeing the shadow of any prey, let alone hunting one. If it werent for the fact that we saw a bird the size of an egg flying by at lightning speed, disappearing in the blink of an eye, we wouldnt have seen anything at all.

  "Its okay, there are some gains. There are many Ephedra sinica around here, and in crowded places, you can exchange for quite a few good things!" Song Chuyi could only draw pictures to satisfy his hunger, it was hard to say if there were any inhabited areas within the surrounding five miles.

  Just as Zhao Yi Lou was about to respond, a loud rumbling sound shook the ground and a deafening roar like thunder erupted, this was the momentum of tens of thousands of peoples voices gathered together.

  "Its a fight!" Zhao Yilou was startled and pulled Song Chuyi ready to run.

  Song Chu pulled him back, "What are you running for? Its far away, cant hit this side! Take a look!"

  Zhao Yilou calmed down and listened carefully to the sound, which seemed to be really far away. He followed Song Chuyi to the top of the mountain, only to discover that this mountain was a steep cliff, with the other half collapsed and extremely precipitous.

  Song Chu gave Zhao Yi Lou a disdainful glance, "Youve known the terrain here all along, right? So why are you still scared out of your wits?"

  "Nonsense! Who has ever farted and urinated at the same time?" Zhao Yilous face turned black.

  Song didnt pay attention to him either and sat down on the mountain top with his sleeves wrapped around him.

  On an autumn day, the air was dry and dusty. As far as the eye could see, the open plains were filled with swirling clouds of dust kicked up by the armies, rolling like waves and filling the space between heaven and earth. It was only faintly visible that two armies were engaged in fierce combat, but it was impossible to tell one from the other.

  The war drums shook the sky and rose, both sides were willing to show weakness to boost the morale of their soldiers.

  "Its too one-sided!" Song Chuyi couldnt help but purse her lips, "We clearly have half more men than the other side."

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one scolded was naturally the leader. Looking at it roughly, the gap in strength between the soldiers on both sides should not be large. How to make them play their greatest role depends on the level of the leader.

  Zhao Yilou was amazed in his heart, he only saw the rolling smoke and dust, the crowd surged like waves, nothing else could be seen, so he also followed Song Chuyis example and narrowed his eyes to take a look.