In order to make it easier to escape, Qi Surong still dressed as a man, while Jin Yun shaved all his beards to restore his handsome face, and he was no longer stupid when he was silent.

The two were brought into the Shang Clan camp, and the person in charge of interrogating them was a Shang Clan Dagan (equivalent to a big leader).

"Who are you? Where did you come from? Where are you going?"

Gu Jinyun replied: "The two of me are followers of the caravan. We just made a deal with the brothers of the Hu Xia clan, and we are about to rush back to the customs."

"Which caravan, what business?"

"Yancheng Wu family, cloth and porcelain." Qi Surong said. The Yancheng Wu family had met her in Guannei, and although they had never cooperated, there was no doubt that they had business dealings with the Western Regions. Choosing to answer cloth porcelain is for safety and to avoid expensive gold and silver transactions attracting the coveting of the other party.

"Oh? Yancheng Wu's family, what proof is there?" Da Gan's expression softened a little, obviously he had heard of this firm.

Qi Surong replied, "I don't have any evidence on my body."

"No credentials?" Dagan frowned.

"Don't worry, sir, although there is no proof, there is a quasi-business document signed by the official." Qi Surong took out the document and presented it with both hands.

Dagan took it over and looked at it, and continued to ask: "The document is not fake, but if you have the document, why don't you have a certificate of business name?"

"The two of me are just entourages, responsible for delivery and ordering and sending letters. The main handover is the responsibility of the steward, so there is no certificate."

This reason is also reasonable. Da Gan returned the documents to them, and said coldly: "It's an extraordinary period recently, and I can't let you leave casually. You stay here first, and when the situation is clear, I will let you go."

Jin Yun and Su Rong looked at each other and smiled bitterly in their hearts. They finally left Bo Ya, but they were trapped in the Shang family.

Seeing their expressions of interest, Dagan comforted them kindly: "You can rest assured that my people will not embarrass you, and you can leave in at most half a month."

Half a month, who knows if Elun will find time to arrest them? However, this is the end of the matter, and it is useless to be anxious, and can only stay in the Shang Clan for a while.

The camp of the Shang tribe is only one mile away from the Lamburo Lake. Compared with Boya, it is a little less chilling and more peaceful, and a little more peaceful.

Just as the Dagan said, Surong and Jinyun were not made trouble, but they were not allowed to move around at will. Usually, the cost of eating and drinking is almost the same as that of ordinary clansmen, and when they are in high spirits at night, they will be invited to participate in a bonfire party.

Su Rong and Jin Yun have been on vigilance all this time and dare not be careless. Now in the Shang tribe, they have gotten a rare respite.

Jin Yun and the Shang people competed in wine and fistfights, horse racing and martial arts, and soon they were integrated into their camp. And Qi Surong is a woman after all, and she always keeps a certain distance from them, but she has extensive knowledge and will not make people feel boring. After a few days, the two made a group of siblings.

"That girl Ale seems to have a good impression of you." In the tent, Qi Surong leaned on the blanket and looked at the man who was grooming with a half-smile.

Jin Yun made a "uh" and didn't answer.

Qi Surong stretched out her foot to rub against his calf, and said casually, "She is very beautiful."

Jin Yun paused, put down the towel, undressed silently, then sat on the cushion and started to take off his shoes.

"Why don't you talk?" Qi Surong rubbed her toes against his waist again.

Jin Yun suddenly grabbed her ankle, dragged her body, and in a low voice, pressed down on her.

"Jin..." The voice behind was blocked, and the tongue penetrated into the mouth, sweeping recklessly.

Jin Yun untied her hair bun, opened her clothes, revealing the tightly bound corset inside, her fingers paused for a moment, then quickly released the knot, and untied the corset in circles.

"No, what if someone comes in?" Qi Surong's cheeks were slightly red, and she covered her chest with both hands.

"It's quiet at this time, who would disturb people's dreams?" Jin Yun's voice was hoarse, he pushed her hand away, and completely tore off the corset, and a pair of snow-white jade rabbits immediately jumped into his eyes.

His eyes were fiery, and he bowed his head.

Qi Surong let out a low breath, brushed her hands over the scar on the man's back, with pity in her eyes, her body relaxed, and she unreservedly catered to the man's movements.

Jin Yun's breathing became more and more rapid, and he was able to remain sane before entering. After entering, his movements went from slow to fast, and gradually became wild.

At this moment, the footsteps of patrolmen came from outside the tent. Qi Surong bit her lower lip, not daring to cry out. Jin Yun slowly pulled out, and then rushed forward again.

Qi Surong covered her mouth and glared at him fiercely. The corners of Jin Yun's mouth raised slightly, pulled her hand away, and pursed her lips. The two bodies were tightly entangled, and the mattress made a regular rubbing sound.

It was dark and deserted outside the tent, and inside the tent, spring was full of colors.

The next day, Qi Surong had a sore back and lay on the bed without getting up.

Jin Yun kissed her back and said softly, "Sorry, I couldn't control it."

After two years of separation, the moment touched her, realized that was deeply in love.

Qi Surong rolled over and wrapped around his neck, kissed him back, and said with an angry smile, "I'll forgive you this time. If I'm so unrestrained next time, I won't forgive you."

"Next time?" Jin Yun's eyes were dark, and his big hand reached into the quilt.

Qi Surong immediately sat up and pushed him: "Help me bring my clothes, I have to change my face quickly, it will be bad if someone finds out."

"Well." Jin Yun secretly regretted.

After getting things done, the two of them cleaned up and walked out of the tent.

Jin Yun looked up and suddenly saw a person walking by in the distance.

"That's it?" Qi Surong whispered, "Is it a member of the Qingying clan?"

Jin Yun nodded, and the other party's felt hat had feathers unique to the Qingying tribe.

"I'm afraid they came to the Shang Clan to form an alliance." Jin Yun frowned. In the information he collected, the Shang clan is not currently in the alliance, but it is unknown whether it will be shaken in the future.

Although Qi Surong could not remember the names of all the allied tribes, he was sure that the Shang clan was not among them, because someone in later generations revealed that the chief of the Shang clan and the former leader of Qingying had an inseparable feud. The Shang clan would rather exterminate the clan than agree to form an alliance with them.