Without stopping too much, the army set out. Along the way, my excitement seemed out of place compared with other people's seriousness. After a long time, I was ordered to stop for a rest, and then I found that my feet had been blistered. God, this body is too weak. How long does it take to get blistered? What can we do after that? However, the physical torture here is much better than the mental torture in the palace. Thinking about it like this, I feel happy again.

"Hey, what's your name?" I asked the man next to me in a thick voice.

"Liu youyou." Is

finished? Too It's easy....