The female general was reborn in the enemy's house? They all die!

Rong Sheng watched the maids bring breakfast in an orderly manner and was very puzzled by Song Xuanlin's abnormal behavior.

The wet and hot touch of last night's kiss still lingered on his forehead, and Rong Sheng lowered his head silently.

"Even if he is interested in me, my current status may not be enough for him to express his feelings..."

That's why he kept covering it up...

Feeling inexplicably lost, Rong Sheng looked up, only to find that the entire table was already filled with dishes.

"These...are all breakfast?"

Rong Sheng was a little surprised. Why was the breakfast in Prince Ming's Mansion more sumptuous than the dinner?

"Oh, that's right, my lady," the maid explained hurriedly, "You have been hungry since last night, so this is what the prince specifically ordered. If these are not enough, we will continue to send more."

"Uh, that's enough, thank the prince for me."

Wherever she looked, the dishes were colorful and varied.

Does Song Xuanlin think she can eat a whole cow?

After a while, the maids left one after another, and Rong Sheng picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

I don’t know what happened last night. Song Xuanlin has become so considerate and caring now. What is his intention?

As Rong Sheng was thinking about it, he actually finished most of the dishes on the table.

"Ah, I feel so full. These dishes taste really good."

Rong Sheng rubbed his round belly and slowly walked out of the bedroom.

Although it is close to early winter, as long as the sun comes out, it is still warm on people.

Feeling the warm sunlight, she took a deep breath and instantly felt refreshed.

With the corners of her mouth slightly raised, she began to wander aimlessly in Prince Ming's Palace, digesting the food in her stomach.

"The princess!"

At this time, Lu Yue came running over hurriedly from not far away.

"Lu Yue, why are you so anxious?"

"Princess, Miaoying is so stubborn that the prince is having a headache right now."

"Your Majesty, do you still have headaches?"

"It's true, Princess. Miaoying is not simple. She must have been trained by the Lu family."

"Oh?" Rong Sheng's curiosity was aroused. "Then I'd like to meet her."

As they talked, the two of them walked around and soon arrived at a wing of the palace.

Song Xuanlin was sitting upright in a chair at this moment.

Unlike his silly look just now, his face was ashen and he stared motionlessly at Miaoying who was kneeling on the ground without saying a word.

"My Lord, the princess is here."

Rong Sheng then slowly came in and saw Song Xuanlin's ugly face at a glance: "Your Majesty, is Miaoying not cooperating?"

"Humph, this Miaoying is really loyal to her master. She pretended to be deaf and dumb from beginning to end and refused to say a word."

"Isn't she a mute?" Rong Sheng was a little surprised.

"For a well-trained spy, pretending to be mute is just her basic skill." Song Xuanlin shook his head, "She started talking after you fainted."

"So that's how it is..." Rong Sheng looked at Miao Ying thoughtfully.

Now she finally understood that Miaoying was Lu Anfei's most important spy, otherwise he would not have given her such a crucial account book.

Moreover, placing people in a brothel can not only conceal their identities well, but also make it easy for people to let down their guard.

Wasn't she ambushed yesterday like this...

"Miaoying, I know you are loyal, but even so, Lu Anfei will eventually die," Rong Sheng said, looking at Miaoying's buried head, "but you are different. As long as you cooperate with us and help us testify, in exchange, we can keep you alive."

After the words fell, Miaoying remained unmoved like a clay sculpture.

"Miaoying, you have to think carefully. No matter what, being alive is the best outcome."

Rong Sheng glanced at Miao Ying again, but the person on the ground was still like a stone.

She is loyal and not afraid of death. Could it be that Lu Anfei has drugged her with some kind of magic potion?

Or does she have special feelings for Lu Anfei?

Just as Rong Sheng was thinking, Lu Yue walked in with some torture instruments.

"Your Majesty, these are all we have in the palace. Do you really want to torture her?"

Song Xuanlin rubbed his temple and nodded to Lu Yue: "Be careful with your attack, don't go too far."

Lu Yue nodded, and then signaled Rong Sheng to move aside: "Princess, this person is stubborn, she still needs to suffer a little."

Rong Sheng stood aside helplessly, while Lu Yue walked up to Miao Ying and placed a row of splints between her feet.

"Uh--"

As Lu Yue exerted force, the piercing pain in his feet made Miaoying groan a few times.

But even so, she still bit her lower lip tightly and refused to say a word.

Until a moment later, she fainted from the pain.

"My Lord and Princess, I didn't use that much force," Lu Yue looked at the unconscious Miao Ying in surprise, "She fainted just like that?"

Rong Sheng glanced at Miaoying's closed eyes, then quickly squatted down and took Miaoying's wrist to take her pulse.

But the next second, she was shocked by Miaoying's pulse.

This... this is clearly a sign of pregnancy...

"Your Highness, she is pregnant." Rong Sheng calmed down his surprise and turned to say to Song Xuanlin.

"Are you serious?" Song Xuanlin was even more surprised and immediately walked up to her. "I have heard that Miaoying has only been performing in Xianghualou and has never lost her virginity."

"Then how did this child come from? Could it be..."

"Lü Anfei's!"

The two said in unison.

Then, Song Xuanlin quickly ordered: "Lu Yue, splash her to wake her up."

"Yes!"

Lu Yue then brought a large bucket of water and poured it on Miao Ying's face.

"Cough-cough-"

Miaoying coughed violently and slowly opened her eyes.

She lay weakly on the ground, her eyes empty and hopeless, still silent.

"Miss Miaoying, do you know that you are pregnant?" Rong Sheng said directly.

"!!"

Miaoying, who had been lying limp on the ground, suddenly stood up and stared at Rong Sheng's face in disbelief.

"it is true."

Rong Sheng saw the distrust in her eyes, so he explained sincerely: "I have studied medicine. I just felt your pulse and found that you are already two months pregnant."

Miaoying rolled her eyes slightly after hearing this, and recalled what happened at Lu's house two months ago, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Hey, there is hope.

Rong Sheng's eyes gleamed with light, and he continued, "It's fine if you are determined to die, but isn't it unfair that the baby in your belly has to die with you?"

"Ms. Miaoying, you are very smart and should be able to make the right choice."

Miaoying kept sobbing, but her ears took in all of Rong Sheng's words.

When she learned that Lu Anfei was imprisoned, she really wanted to commit suicide for love.

But now she was pregnant with his child.

Somehow, she seemed to see the hope of survival.

"Ok."

Miaoying wiped the tears from her face and said in a hoarse but firm voice, "As long as you let me live, I will help you."