"What happened, tell me slowly."
It was the first time Wei Ruo had seen Xiumei in such a state of panic.
"Brother Xiaoyong... Brother Xiaoyong is in trouble..."
"What happened?" Wei Ruo asked anxiously.
"He was... captured by the enemy..." Xiumei's face was pale, and she was completely flustered, "Miss, what should we do? What should we do?"
Wei Ruo stood in place, her face also instantly draining of color.
They knew the day Xiaoyong joined the army that there might be such a day, but when the day really came, Wei Ruo was as scared and anxious as Xiumei.
Wei Ruo tried hard to calm herself down.
Being captured didn't necessarily mean death, especially since Xiaoyong was a military officer, he would be seen as valuable by the enemy.
Regardless of whether he was alive now, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, they had to act quickly and find a way to rescue him.
But how to rescue a captive from the enemy's hands, Wei Ruo had no idea.
This was beyond her capability.
