C1856 Hiding

"Commander Yuan Qing, we don't have much food left in the city..." The cowering guard raised his head timidly and stole a glance at Yuan Qing, who was sitting in front of the study table. His lips moved a few times. There were still some things that he did not have the courage to say.

Yuan Qing, who had a distressed look on his face, held his forehead with one hand