A soldier with a severed arm suddenly lunged in front of Ling Zhou’s horse. She looked at his dismembered limb. The informant she had ordered killed at the imperial palace had looked at her with the same eyes before dying!
“Aaaaaaaah!!!”
Overwhelmed, Ling Zhou screamed, but in this vast battlefield, her shrill voice was quickly eroded by the sounds of clashing swords and spears. The horse beneath her remained steady despite the chaotic environment.
Yu Ling desperately searched for Ling Zhou in the crowd, but the glinting blades and swords blinded him.
Ling Zhou continued screaming uncontrollably. She regretted being heroic, wanting to help Xiao Xiao, but the current situation was terrifying. She feared she might not live to see the face of that perverted idiot Yun Yi Hen again.
“Yun Yi Hen, stop!”
TMD, how dare you say that? You all suspect me of being a spy! Forget it, stop changing the subject! Just because I have a wife, I don’t matter anymore? Don’t save me; it’s fine if I lose my life, right?!” She shouted in a panic, thinking that if Jing Fei wanted to expose her, he should have stopped her before she came out.
“No, Ling Zhou! I am…”
“What is it?! You big-headed ghost! You and Jing Fei are the same, always treating me like a spy! Unable to uncover my identity! I know you look down on me, so don’t use such an excuse. Just because you married that Miss Li, you can do this?” Ling Zhou shouted without regard for her image, not caring about the scene.
The entire battlefield was frozen by this sudden scene, with the opposing sides unsure of their next move.
“I haven’t, I haven’t even consummated the marriage yet.” Seeing Ling Zhou’s anger, he became anxious and lost his composure.
“Hmph! You can say anything; how can you prove it?” Ling Zhou chuckled, then immediately switched to a more fierce expression.
Yu Ling watched Ling Zhou confronting Yun Yi Hen on the battlefield, knowing that more than one person liked Ling Zhou.
“General Yun! Have you decided? Will you let Miss Xia continue to stay here, or do you want to ensure her safety?” Xiao Xiao said with a sinister smile.
“What exactly does the Su Wang Fei want?” Yun Yi Hen quickly changed his expression, surprising Xiao Xiao. He could hide his emotions so quickly that she could hardly believe the emotions she had just seen.
“Heh, what do you think?” Xiao Xiao’s face was tense, her eyes telling Yun Yi Hen that he knew what to do.
Yun Yi Hen glanced at the disdainful Ling Zhou and then at the tense-faced Xiao Xiao. If he didn’t agree, he didn’t know what torture Ling Zhou might suffer. If he agreed, he would miss this opportunity.
He didn’t know that Ling Zhou and Xiao Xiao would become good friends…
“No, nothing you say will work this time. After returning to Mengdu, I will immediately ask the emperor to grant me a marriage.” It seems Ling Zhou is not joking, and Yun Yi Hen tightened the reins.
“Hmph, anyway, that handsome emperor said he won’t worry about my marriage, so going to him would be pointless.” She smugly stroked the horse’s mane; besides, she had promised Yu Ling to wait for him at Night Realm.
“What exactly do you want me to do to agree…”
“Ah, I’m tired. I didn’t sleep well last night being tied up. I’m going to sleep.” Saying this, Ling Zhou casually leaned on Yun Yi Hen’s shoulder and started snoring.
Looking at Ling Zhou’s deliberately sleeping face, he sighed helplessly. If she had cooperated back then, perhaps she would have been the mistress of the general’s mansion. Things had come to this point; what else could he say? He had clearly given her a promise that he hadn’t fulfilled. Now, even if she didn’t agree, she wasn’t wrong.
Jing Fei followed silently. Summer Ling Zhou was truly Ye Yao’s person. Ye Yao’s beauty strategy was indeed powerful, playing a crucial role at the most critical moment.
Alas, back to this perverted fool again. How could she not be happy? Moreover, she missed Little Zero a bit. With her eyes closed, Ling Zhou thought that being with Yun Yi Hen was too burdensome; she was always afraid of being discovered doing something.
With her eyes closed, Ling Zhou suddenly felt a burning gaze following her closely. This wasn’t Yu Ling’s gaze. Yu Ling would only use a small, warm gaze to look at her, making her feel comfortably warm. But this gaze seemed to want to tear her apart.
“That… Jing Fei… did your brother tell you something?” She really didn’t want to add “brother,” but Yun Yi Hen probably didn’t know she had fallen out with Jing Fei.
“What matter?” Yun Yi Hen asked.
carried her down from the horse.
“Huh? Did Jing Fei’s brother really not tell you anything?” she asked again uncertainly, wondering if Jing Fei had said nothing about Li An.
“Tell me what?” Now, Yun Yi Hen was confused. Was there something between him and Jing Fei that couldn’t be discussed?
“Just… just…” She looked around the camp. Wasn’t Li An already secretly investigating Yun Yi Hen? Should she tell Yun Yi Hen?
Suddenly, a sharp sparrow-tail arrow cut through the air, shooting towards them. Yun Yi Hen rolled to dodge the arrow, leaving a scratch on his golden armor.
“Who?!” Tian Ying appeared in front of Yun Yi Hen in a flash, his voice under the silver mask cold like a star in the night sky.
“It’s nothing, just a little thief.” Yun Yi Hen glanced in the direction of the arrow and pulled the startled Ling Zhou towards the tent. “I’ve never seen you with this expression before.”
It seems that Jing Fei is not planning to tell Yun Yi Hen that she and Xiaoxiao are friends, which means he won’t expose their plan?
Yun Yi Hen looked at the hesitant Ling Zhou, then at the calm Jing Fei, and nodded handsomely before leaving the tent. He’ll ask Ling Zhou slowly another day.
“Jing Fei ge… long time no see, hehe… hehehe…” After Yun Yi Hen left, Jing Fei stood with his back to Ling Zhou. Unable to bear the silence, Ling Zhou finally broke the ice.
“Indeed, long time no see. Where have you been these days?” Jing Fei’s voice was like a messenger from hell, making Ling Zhou shiver.
“Ah? Me… I traveled everywhere with Tian Wu, saw many beautiful sceneries. It’s a pity you didn’t go, Jing Fei ge.” Ling Zhou looked elsewhere, not daring to face Jing Fei directly.
“I really wanted to go, but the next morning there was no one around.” With a smile hiding a knife, Ling Zhou swallowed hard. Xiaoxiao, where are you? Come save me.
“Ah? Well… I was creating opportunities for you and Xiaoxiao to be alone. How’s it going? Any progress between you two?” She blinked in anticipation.
nocently.
“Progress?”
“Progress?” Jing Fei raised his tone. “Did Xiaoxiao not tell you about going to Ye Yao’s military camp?”
“Uh…” Damn, what a fool! Jing Fei didn’t mention Xiaoxiao, but she brought her up first. Now Jing Fei can follow up on Xiaoxiao and talk about earlier. “Jing Fei ge…”
Damn, no way out now. She’s digging her own grave.
“You’re quite bold, actually colluding with outsiders against Ye Yu. If the emperor finds out, you, Ling Zhou Junzhu, might lose your head.” Jing Fei threatened, though he had understood everything when he saw her on the battlefield.
“Lose… my head?” Ling Zhou unconsciously touched her head, praying it would stay firmly attached. “But Jing Fei ge didn’t expose me publicly. Doesn’t that make you complicit?”
“You dare to talk back?” Jing Fei shot her a fierce glance, and Ling Zhou tucked her head in, carefully protecting it.
“Jing Fei ge probably doesn’t want Yun Yihen to defeat Ye Yao either, right? That would definitely hurt Xiaoxiao.” Ling Zhou continued to tease fearlessly, knowing Jing Fei wouldn’t tell on her.
