Looking at her vacant eyes, Chu Yuxiao then realized that his words had scared her.
With his sword-like brows slightly furrowed, he raised his voice to bring her back to her senses, saying:
"Yan'er, don't think too much.
If you don't want to see all of this, I can send you back to the palace. I will block any news so that you won't know anything, and you just need to calmly wait for me to bring back the antidote.
Come on, let me take you to rest for a while, and then arrange for someone to escort you back to the palace. The battlefield is no place for you…"
Su Yan followed him dumbly for a few steps when suddenly she heard terrified screams from under the city wall.
She turned her head to look, just in time to see a boy of about ten years old collapsing in a pool of blood, while a woman was holding him, letting out a painful scream.
Su Yan's feet immediately stuck to the ground, unable to move.
"Who... who killed him?" She trembled, her lips quivering, as she asked.
