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

The deep voice echoed throughout the yard.

Feeling the dangerous aura gradually approaching from behind, Song Xuanlin frowned slightly. While hugging Rong Sheng on his shoulder, he quietly clenched the hidden weapon tube in his hand.

Just as the person behind him was about to attack, Song Xuanlin swung his right hand behind him with all his strength.

In an instant, all the densely packed darts in the hidden weapon tube flew out, accompanied by a thick black smoke.

Although the palace's secret guards were highly skilled in martial arts, they all thought that Song Xuanlin was already at the end of his strength and could be easily captured.

But I didn't expect Song Xuanlin to be so cunning and have such a backup plan.

"Cough-cough-"

"what--"

Some of these people were hit by darts, while others were choked by the smoke and started coughing.

After a while, one of them began to have difficulty breathing.

"Oh no, brother, this smoke is...toxic..."

The man groaned weakly a few times and then fainted on the ground. Soon after, the other secret guards with higher internal strength also began to feel dizzy.

They quickly used their internal energy to hold their breath and dispel the poisonous fog.

After a while, the smoke dissipated, but Song Xuanlin and the other man had disappeared.

"Come on!"

"Yes!"

Not daring to delay for a moment, they all jumped out of the back wall of the palace to chase after him.

After a while, the dilapidated courtyard returned to peace again.

At this moment, a figure suddenly moved in a dark corner of the yard, and Song Xuanlin stood up from the messy bushes, breathing heavily.

Just now, he thought quickly and hid in a corner of the courtyard. In order to avoid being attacked by the poison gas, he stuffed the only antidote into Rong Sheng's mouth and held his breath with internal energy.

Now as his breathing gradually became even, he did not bother to shake off the dust on his body. He turned around and swiftly carried the unconscious Rong Sheng, and tiptoed out of the bushes.

After confirming again that there was no one in the yard, he quickly left the yard, and finally used his lightness skills to nimbly jump out of the back door of the palace.

It was already the morning hour, and the sun was gradually climbing up the sky from the east.

Song Xuanlin took Rong Sheng and jumped over the houses in the street and soon arrived at Prince Ming's Palace.

He tiptoed to his bedroom through the back door and carefully placed Rong Sheng on the bed.

At this moment, Rong Sheng's face was pale and her lips were cracked. The wound on her left shoulder had already solidified, and thick black blood clots hung at the ends of the two arrows. The skin around the wound had turned black.

Why is this wound black?

Song Xuanlin realized something was wrong and quickly took Rong Sheng's right hand to feel his pulse.

After a moment, he raised his eyebrows and said in surprise that the arrow was actually poisonous...

He looked at Rong Sheng's pale little face again, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

No wonder she had no power to resist after being shot by an arrow just now...

He immediately took out a piece of cloth and wine from the cabinet, took out a dagger, and lit a candle.

After everything was ready, he sat down beside the bed and gently lifted Rong Sheng's head and rested it on his legs.

"Girl, I'm offended."

After saying that, he tore off Rong Sheng's clothes without hesitation.

The girl's delicate shoulders were instantly exposed. Her skin was as white as jade and as smooth as the moon, which made the bloody hole on her left shoulder even more shocking.

Song Xuanlin's face darkened when he saw this. He thought to himself that the arrow had shot so close to her heart. Fortunately, he had just pressed acupoints for her to protect her heart meridian, otherwise her life or death would be in danger.

After thinking about it, he pressed a few more acupoints on Rong Sheng's collarbone, then picked up the dagger and roasted it over the fire for a while, and then poured the wine on Rong Sheng's entire shoulder.

Then he picked up the dagger and cut away the rotten flesh on the edge of the wound.

After cleaning the area around the wound, he took another deep breath, grabbed the arrow with his left hand, and exerted force to pull out the two arrows.

"Uh--"

As the poisonous arrow was completely removed, Rong Sheng groaned in pain, his whole body trembling constantly due to the severe pain, and a few strands of black blood slowly flowed out from the edge of the blood hole.

Seeing this, Song Xuanlin hurriedly dived down and sucked out the poisonous blood from the wound with his mouth.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally stopped and carefully bandaged the wound with a piece of cloth.

Then he lifted Rong Sheng's upper body, leaned it against the bed, pulled the clothes off his back, put his hands on it and started practicing martial arts.

The powerful internal energy was continuously transmitted into Rong Sheng's limbs and bones through his hands, striving to dispel the poison that was spread throughout his body.

"Fortunately, it's not a difficult poison..."

Song Xuanlin muttered to himself while continuing to practice his skills with all his strength.

About half an hour later, his breathing gradually became rapid, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his forehead, and his hands trembled slightly due to exhaustion, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

After another while, when he felt that most of the poison in Rong Sheng's body had been eliminated, he finally slowly withdrew his power.

"puff--"

Just as he withdrew his hands, Rong Sheng suddenly vomited a large mouthful of black blood onto the mattress, and then collapsed in Song Xuanlin's arms.

Song Xuanlin's whole body froze and he looked down. At this moment, the beautiful face of the person in his arms had turned from pale to pink, her cherry lips were slightly open, and there was a trace of black blood at the corner of her mouth.

Her petite chin rested on her fair collarbone, and her torn clothes had fallen to her chest, revealing the valleys within.

He first stared at Rong Sheng's delicate face for a moment, and then inadvertently glanced at the fair skin on Rong Sheng's chest. He was stunned for a moment, then quickly carried him to the side couch and covered him tightly with a quilt.

Seeing Rong Sheng sleeping peacefully, he turned his head to look at the messy bed and thought that after spitting out the black blood, her poison would be cured.

Thinking of this, he felt relieved, cleaned the blood-stained bed, and carried Rong Sheng back again.

After everything was settled, he changed into casual clothes and washed up.

By this time, it was already bright outside, and the warm summer sun shone into the hall.

Song Xuanlin raised his eyes. The bright light in the room made him feel a little dazzling. He yawned lightly and rubbed his dark eye sockets.

Spending the entire night in the dimly lit secret passage of the palace, fighting all the way, was truly exhausting.

Fortunately, we finally found the batch of goods that Wanshun Trading Company gave to King Jing'an.

Thinking of this, Song Xuanlin couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Gu Boyan is finally reliable for once. Those Nanyue weapons are really hidden in Prince Jing'an's Mansion..."

Some time ago, when he was dealing with floods in the southern region, he found a lot of goods shipped from the South China Sea countries near the canal. These ship merchants had left their goods on the shore because of the floods.

While he was observing the water level on the riverbank, he accidentally saw several men from Wanshun Trading Company secretly taking out many swords and other things from the cargo boxes and hiding them on themselves.

There were weapons hidden on the merchant ship, and they came back from the South China Sea...

He felt something was wrong, so he asked Lu Yue to investigate secretly. Finally, he found out that those boxes were shipped to King Jing'an, so after returning to Beijing, he asked Gu's company to search for this batch of goods.

Now, after an investigation in Prince Jing'an's Mansion last night, he finally confirmed that his previous guess was correct.

Song Xuanlin came to his senses and thought to himself that King Jing'an was really bold. He actually dared to secretly collect so many weapons from the Nanyue Kingdom. Was he determined to rebel?

And who does this Miss Wu belong to? Is there someone from the Shen family behind her?

Song Xuanlin collected his thoughts and shouted outside the hall: "Lu Yue——"

"exist!"

"Call Gu Boyan over here and be careful to stay hidden."

"Yes!"