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

"Your Highness, calm down!"

Li Yujing was afraid of being affected by Song Xuanjing's sudden anger.

He quickly knelt on the ground again to show his loyalty: "I can share the worries of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Song Xuanjing seemed not to have heard it. He subconsciously stroked the jade pendant on his waist, his eyes becoming more sinister. "Concubine Wei has only given birth to two children in these years. One is Song Xuanlin, and the other is the ninth princess Song Yuanyi. Although the ninth princess is loved by the emperor, she is still young and can't make it."

"Fortunately, Song Xuanlin was killed in time by this prince." Song Xuanjing continued to talk to himself with a sinister expression, "If Concubine Wei knew that the only prince she gave birth to was dead, do you think her old illness would relapse?"

Li Yujing was kneeling beside and listening with bated breath, but she saw Song Xuanjing suddenly looking at her with a gloomy expression.

He was so frightened that he shuddered and fell to the ground, saying, "Your Highness, please explain clearly!"

Song Xuanjing raised his lips with a sly smile and said, "Concubine Wei is now in Fu'en Temple, where the mountains are high and the roads are long. If she suddenly falls ill and there is no one from the Imperial Hospital to treat her in time, then..."

He was halfway through his speech when his voice suddenly stopped.

Li Yujing couldn't help but frown, and looked up, only to meet Song Xuanjing's half-smile.

"Lord Li, do you understand what this prince means?"

Li Yujing was stunned for a moment, then his eyes suddenly turned, and he knelt on the ground again and said, "Your Highness, I understand!"

Seeing that Li Yujing understood, Song Xuanjing's expression finally warmed up: "Oh, then I'll have to trouble you, Lord Li——"

"Yes, Your Highness, I will do it right away!" Li Yujing quickly stood up, bowed, and hurriedly left the East Palace.

Watching Li Yujing disappear from sight, Song Xuanjing lowered his head and unconsciously clenched the corner of his clothes: "Humph, anyone who wants to step on the heads of this prince and my mother must die!"

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At this time, in the early morning in the Wanjing Valley, the mountain river was still flowing freely.

The river gathers several tributaries along the way as it heads east.

However, in the area downstream of the river, the terrain becomes increasingly flat.

On both sides of the river, you can vaguely see some thatched houses.

At this moment, wisps of smoke slowly rose from the roof of a thatched house closer to the river bank.

In the reflection of the morning sun, this quiet and peaceful scene forms a sharp contrast with the solemnity of the surrounding mountains.

At this moment, an old woman suddenly walked out of the hut, holding a wooden barrel in her hand.

Although her back was a little hunched, her movements were very steady and powerful.

I saw her carrying a wooden bucket and walking towards the river bank downstream.

After a while, they arrived at the river bank. As usual, she squatted by the river, picked up the wooden bucket and prepared to scoop water from the river.

But just as she put the barrel diagonally into the river, a knife suddenly appeared on the surface of the river.

The knife floated down the river and landed in the old woman's barrel.

"Hey?"

The old woman saw the wooden barrel suddenly sink, and quickly picked it up and took a look. She immediately exclaimed: "Is this... a knife?!"

She quickly took the knife in her hand, looked at it carefully, and found that the knife was not owned by an ordinary person, but rather looked like the knife of an imperial officer or soldier.

Her face changed slightly and she hurriedly walked upstream of the river.

As he walked, he stretched his neck and stared at the flowing river.

Sure enough, just after she took twenty steps.

Suddenly, two corpses were seen floating on the river not far away. Their bodies twisted and turned along the current and soon drifted to the old woman.

"My goodness!"

The old woman screamed out of control at this.

However, although she was surprised, she was not too frightened.

After all, she had witnessed a lot of birth, aging, sickness and death in the capital.

She didn't have time to calm herself down, and rushed over quickly, stopping the two bodies without hesitation.

Then he used his hands and feet and exerted all his strength to pull them to the shore.

"Oh, it's really heavy."

After the old woman arranged the two bodies, she straightened her aching waist and rubbed it while breathing heavily.

After catching her breath, she calmed down and looked carefully at the two bodies on the ground.

I saw the figures of these two people, one was burly and the other was thin, they should be a man and a woman.

Although their faces were soaked by river water, it is not difficult to see that they must have been top-notch handsome people when they were alive.

Moreover, although their clothes were a little torn, it was obvious that the material was not cheap.

But what surprised the old woman was that there was an indescribable sense of familiarity about this woman's appearance.

Could it be that he is from the capital?

Thinking of this, the old woman couldn't help but squat down and take a closer look at the appearance of the two men.

"what?"

But when she took a closer look, she suddenly discovered that although their faces were a little pale, it was not the skin color of a dead person.

As she pondered inwardly, she curiously stretched out her right index finger and gently probed under the noses of the two men.

"He's still breathing."

The old woman muttered, "No wonder he is different from the dead people I saw in the capital before. He must have just fainted."

No matter how these two people fell into the river, it is already very strange that they appeared in the Wanjing Mountains.

Maybe when they wake up, I can ask them about the latest situation in the capital.

The old woman thought about it and finally decided to drag the two men back to the thatched hut first.

But just as she pulled up the arm of the thin woman, she suddenly felt her shoulder tremble.

The old woman was startled by the sudden movement.

Then his grip loosened, and the woman's arm slid down and fell heavily to the ground.

The next moment, the woman slowly opened her eyes and slowly sat up from the ground.

"I am...still alive..."

Rong Sheng spoke in a hoarse voice, stretched his arms, and rubbed the back of his head.

When she fell into the water yesterday, the river water hit her head and she still felt a little pain.

Feeling that she was gradually regaining consciousness, she immediately looked around.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Song Xuanlin lying quietly beside her.

Then she grabbed Song Xuanlin's arm, calmed down and began to take his pulse.

Um--

Fortunately, he had continuously transferred his true energy to Song Xuanlin before falling into the water. Although his meridians are severely damaged now, his life is not in danger.

Thinking of this, Rong Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second, she suddenly saw an old woman squatting opposite her, staring at her as if she was looking at a monster.

Rong Sheng touched his face in surprise and asked politely, "Mammy, what are you looking at?"