"Is that so?" Zhou Zhiruo looked at the two of them suspiciously.
Zhao Min looked away guiltily, "Thank … thank you." Her tone was very strange, as if she had said it through gritted teeth.
Seeing that she did not expose him, Song Qingshu could not help but feel very happy. He secretly winked at her and said, "Since there is nothing else, I will go out first. You guys rest well and conserve your energy. We have to hurry on the road tomorrow morning."
Looking at Song Qingshu's back as he left, Zhao Min bit her teeth. She did not understand why she did not expose him in front of everyone. Instead, she had to cover for him. It was as if he was having an affair and was found out by his legal wife.
As this thought suddenly flashed through her mind, Zhao Min felt a chill run down her spine. She hastily shook her head and dispelled those random thoughts. However, a smart person's brain couldn't stay idle. After a while, she seemed to have thought of something and became extremely depressed.
Zhou Zhiruo originally thought that Zhao Min would come to settle the score with her for what she had done to her earlier. Who knew that after Song Qingshu left, she quietly curled up in her bed without saying a word. She was not at all like the high and mighty Mongolian princess. She was more like a Jiangnan girl full of grievances.
Indigo Phoenix also came out of the bathtub. She wiped her body and changed her clothes. She was also depressed. I am also a victim, okay? Why does no one care about my feelings?
The three women each had their own thoughts and quickly fell asleep.
Song Qingshu, who was next door, could not sleep. He got up several times to go next door, but in the end, he gave up. He could not help but sigh. As expected, three monks have no water to drink.
The night passed uneventfully. Early the next morning, a group of people hurriedly left the inn on horseback and rushed to the northern battlefield.
In the commander's tent of the Golden Snake Camp, Ah Jiu and Xia Qingqing looked worried.
"Qingqing, is there still no news of Song Qingqing?" Ah Jiu rubbed his temples and said tiredly.
To the side, Xia Qingqing shook her head. "I've already sent quite a few trusted aides to the Jiangnan area, but I haven't heard any news of him yet."
Ah-Jiu held her hand as if he was comforting her and also comforting himself: "No news is the best news. Song Lang's martial arts are high, he is quick-witted, and he has always been blessed. This time, he will definitely be able to turn misfortune into blessing."
Xia Qingqing sighed. "Ah-Jiu, you're still the wisest. I'm already in a mess."
A 'Jiu smiled bitterly and said, "Isn't it the same for me? But if we lose Song Lang's foundation, how will I explain it to him when he returns safely in the future?" After all, Ah-Jiu was a princess of the Ming Dynasty. The royal education she had received since she was a child had made her far more knowledgeable and magnanimous than an ordinary person. In addition, she had hanged herself on Chongzhen Coal Mountain … In this life, she had not only experienced the golden branches and jade leaves, but also experienced the fall of her country and the destruction of her family. Her heart had long since changed from weak to incomparably strong.
"You're right." Xia Qingqing wiped the corners of her eyes and tried to pull herself together, but she quickly said worriedly, "A 'Jiu, how do you know his good fortune is deep?"
A 'Jiu couldn't help but reach out and touch her forehead. "If he wasn't dead set on you, how could he have made you so dead set on him, Qingqing?"
Xia Qingqing originally looked at her with anticipation, but when she heard this answer, she couldn't help but blush. She said in annoyance, "You're good, A 'Jiu. You used to be as pure as a little white flower, but now, under the influence of your man, you've actually become so bad."
A 'Jiu giggled and said, "Isn't my man also your man?"
Xia Qingqing's face reddened. After playing with her for a while, she couldn't help but quietly ask, "If Brother Song really … meets with some mishap, what will you do?"
A 'Jiu's expression became cold. "I will take revenge for him and kill Li Kexiu, Wanqi Chen, Wan Gui, and the others. Then, I will go to the Yellow Springs to find him. I hope he won't drink Grandma Meng's soup so quickly."
Xia Qingqing grabbed her hand and resolutely said, "I'll accompany you!"
"Aren't you worried about Brother Yuan's reputation?" She and A 'Jiu were like sisters. How could she not know the knot in Xia Qingqing's heart? She would rather be Song Qingshu's secret lover than have their relationship be made public. That was to protect Yuan Chengzhi's reputation.
Xia Qingqing bit her red lips. "I've already experienced the pain of losing my true love once. I don't want to go through it a second time. I also don't have the courage to live alone in this world."
Ah-Jiu patted her hand to comfort her, but a thought surfaced in his mind. If Yuan Chengzhi and Song QingShu were to fight on the road to the Yellow Springs, who would Xia Qingqing help …
The two women poured out their worries and finally felt a bit better. Xia Qingqing then remembered that there was still business. "Right now, Golden Snake Camp's morale is incomparably low. The possibility of defeating Li Kexiu's army this time is very low, let alone killing him to take revenge for Brother Song."
"That's right." A 'Jiu also faintly sighed.
It turned out that Song Qingshu was traveling all over the world. Golden Snake Camp was led by A 'Jiu who disguised himself as Song Qingshu. Normally, it was fine, but this time, the news of Song Qingshu being poisoned by the Golden Ripple Flower had spread far and wide. Everyone in Golden Snake Camp began to suspect A' Jiu's identity. Although the two women tried hard to suppress it, it had already caused panic and rumors to spread everywhere. Faced with Li Kexiu's attacks, they had already lost several battles. Now, the defensive line was almost unable to hold.
"It's almost time. The generals are about to arrive. Let's get ready." Xia Qingqing reminded. As if to confirm her words, the generals of Golden Snake Camp quickly filed in.
Those present were basically the core figures of Golden Snake Camp. A group of people began to discuss the next strategy. Very quickly, there was a disagreement. For some reason, the topic quickly shifted to A 'Jiu.
"The whole world is saying that the Golden Snake King has already died from poisoning in Yangzhou. I don't know which is real and which is fake, that Golden Snake King and this Golden Snake King?" Everyone stared suspiciously at A 'Jiu.
"Last time I said it was just a rumor. What do you want to believe it? Do you want to compete with me again to see if I'm real or not? " A 'Jiu said angrily. Although her martial arts were not as good as Song Qingshu's, it was more than enough to deal with these people.
"Hehe, our martial arts skills are low, how can we test anything?" It was unknown who said this first, but a large group of people followed suit.
Xia Qingqing slammed the table. "You have repeatedly doubted Big Brother Song's identity. What is your intention?"
"We are not disrespectful to the Golden Snake King. We are just worried that the Golden Snake King has been harmed by a villain. In fact, he has already become someone's puppet." The group of people seemed to have secretly communicated with each other. Unexpectedly, their statements were unified.
"Who are you calling a villain?" Xia Qingqing was already in a bad mood because Song Qingshu's whereabouts were unknown, so she immediately said angrily.
"I'm not talking about you." The man laughed mischievously. Xia Qingqing was so angry that her chest heaved up and down, but she could not do anything.
"What do I have to do to make you believe me?" A 'Jiu suddenly asked.
The group of people looked at each other. Finally, one of them said, "It's very simple. Back then, the Golden Snake King called the wind and summoned the rain. He single-handedly wiped out the Qing Empire's cavalry. As long as you can call the wind and summon the rain again, we will believe you."
A 'Jiu frowned. Although she had heard Song Qingshu mention the principle of calling the wind and summoning the rain, she had been confused from beginning to end. She had no idea what was going on. How could she replicate a miracle at this time?
Xia Qingqing naturally understood her difficulties and hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over. "Summoning the Wind and Summoning the Rain, the right time and the right place are all indispensable. How can it be done again just because you say so? Aren't you deliberately making things difficult for us?"
"Prince Song has always been a man who creates miracles. We believe in him." The group of people were obviously unwilling to give in.
Xia Qingqing was extremely depressed. She did not know whether to laugh or cry. Logically speaking, she was the former mistress of this group of people. In the past, they had treated her with great respect, but ever since Song Qingshu had single-handedly led everyone to annihilate the Qing Dynasty's army of a hundred thousand, his prestige had soared to unprecedented heights. This group of people followed Song Qingshu's every word and no longer paid any heed to her.
This was why the news of Song Qingshu's accident had such a big blow to the Golden Snake Battalion's morale.
"Since the conditions for calling the wind and summoning the rain are so harsh, then please invite Prince Song to perform the Sect Returning Swords at the Golden Snake Conference." Someone else suggested, which was immediately echoed by everyone. At the Golden Snake Conference, Song Qingshu's Sect Returning Swords could be said to have amazed the audience, making everyone present unable to forget it forever.
Ah Jiu bit her lip. For the first time, she somewhat blamed Song Qingshu for having so many heaven-defying abilities. She thought that her martial arts were quite good in Jianghu, but she could not even imitate one of his abilities.
Xia Qingqing certainly knew that she did not know the Sect Returning Swords. She once again helped her out. "Sect Returning Swords is a killing move. How can it be used as a performance? What's more, every time this move is used, Brother Song's power will be greatly damaged. Now that the enemy is in front of us, how can we waste our power for no reason? "
"Madam Yuan, why did you obstruct us time and time again? Could it be that there is some unspeakable secret? " Everyone had long been suspicious of her. Seeing her jump out again, she immediately attracted a group of people's condemnation.
Seeing that the crowd was agitated and the situation was gradually getting out of control, Ah Jiu smashed the table in front of her into pieces. She circulated her internal energy and shouted, "Alright, stop quarreling! During the decisive battle tomorrow, I will lead a suicide squad to break into Li Kexiu's central army and take the general rank out of the army. The crisis of the Golden Snake Camp will naturally be resolved. "
The big tent immediately fell into a brief silence. Very soon, exaggerated exclamations broke out. It was not that the act of taking the general rank out of the army had never occurred in history, but in the long river of history of two thousand years, it had only happened two or three times. Moreover, every time it had been done with the right time, place, and people. Otherwise, no matter how high one's martial arts were or how brave one was on the battlefield, it was absolutely impossible to do it.
However, the people of the Golden Snake Camp did not doubt Ah Jiu's words at all. Because in their hearts, the Golden Snake King was an immortal-like figure, a man who constantly created miracles. If there was anyone in this world who could accomplish this feat, it was none other than him.
After the end of the high-level meeting, everyone finally left in satisfaction. After returning to their own tents, Xia Qingqing could no longer bear it. She pulled Ah Jiu and anxiously asked, "How could you boast like that? Taking the general rank out of the army? Isn't that something that will only lead to death?"
Ah Jiu lightly said, "In that situation, if I didn't say that, the entire army's morale would have already collapsed."
"But what do you plan to do tomorrow? If you don't charge the formation, I'm afraid the army's morale will collapse even faster," Xia Qingqing said with a worried expression.
"Of course I'm going to charge the formation," Ah Jiu lightly said. When it fell into Xia Qingqing's ears, it was like a bolt from the blue.
"What!" Xia Qingqing suddenly stood up. "You … aren't you courting death?"
Ah Jiu smiled slightly. "There are only two outcomes to charging the formation. Either I succeed by a fluke and avenge Song Lang, or I fail and die … If I can't avenge Song Lang, there's no point in living in this world. I'll just go down and accompany him."
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