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

"My Lord, I didn't mean it!"

Nanny Jiang had worked for many wealthy families in the capital and had seen many scenes like this.

She saw the ambiguous postures of the two people on the straw mat and understood instantly.

Fearing that she would disturb Rong Sheng and the others, she apologized in a panic, "I will be out right now. My Lady, use these two large buckets of water first. If it's not enough, I will go get more!"

Before she finished her words, Nanny Jiang rushed out of the door in two steps.

Finally, he did not forget to carefully close the wooden house.

"Alas, this is another misunderstanding..."

Rong Sheng looked at the two buckets of water on the ground helplessly, thinking that his current posture was already awkward, and he was caught by the nanny. How should he explain it in the future?

Just as she was frowning, the arms around her suddenly loosened.

Rong Sheng sensed that the restraints on his body had been lifted and sat up immediately.

Song Xuanlin's spasming muscles had completely relaxed at this moment, and his pale face had regained its rosy color.

Under Rong Sheng's scorching gaze, he slowly lifted his heavy eyelids, and his deep eyes gradually revealed starry light.

"Uh--"

Song Xuanlin gradually felt the pain all over his body after the severe injury and couldn't help but groan a few times.

Afterwards, his consciousness quickly returned to normal due to the pain stimulation.

"I'm not dead yet..."

Song Xuanlin endured the pain and talked to himself, while holding his head and tremblingly sitting up from the straw mat.

After he had caught his breath, he noticed Rong Sheng sitting beside him on the straw mat.

Rong Sheng kept staring at Song Xuanlin's every move.

At this moment, she saw Song Xuanlin's eyes finally fell on her, and hurriedly asked with concern: "Prince, are you feeling well now?"

When Song Xuanlin heard the question, he blinked hard and then he could see Rong Sheng's face clearly.

Fortunately, she didn't die...

After confirming that Rong Sheng was safe and sound, Song Xuanlin looked down at his exposed chest muscles, rubbed his temples and asked, "Why did you take off my clothes?"

"what?"

Rong Sheng was stunned by the question, and then felt a little aggrieved.

Who is willing to take off his clothes? Isn't this to save him?

After thinking about it, she replied reluctantly: "Your Majesty, you were seriously injured at the time, and I had to do this in a hurry to save you."

As she spoke, she stood up and saluted, then said sarcastically, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Seeing Rong Sheng's serious look, Song Xuanlin couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

He naturally knew that Rong Sheng was trying to save her, but he just saw Rong Sheng's eyes wide open and she looked so adorable, so he wanted to tease her.

"No need to be polite." Song Xuanlin said sternly, "I will repay you for saving my life in the future."

When Rong Sheng heard the words "life-saving grace", she couldn't help but recall that it was Song Xuanlin who risked his life to save her on the cliff yesterday.

She was so concerned about Song Xuanlin's injury that she actually forgot about this.

"Oh, by the way, my lord, there is one thing I don't understand."

"What's the matter?"

"May I ask why you stood in front of me yesterday on Wanjing Mountain? Why didn't you let me protect you?"

"Cough-cough-"

When Song Xuanlin heard this, he immediately pretended to cough to hide his emotions: "As the prince of Dazhen, I should lead by example."

"And you have become my colleague." He deliberately raised his voice and asked, "When a disaster is approaching, I have the responsibility to take care of my companions. Is there anything wrong with doing this?"

Leading by example...

Rong Sheng touched the back of his head and looked at Song Xuanlin's unquestionable expression. He thought that his explanation sounded reasonable, but he always felt that something was weird.

Song Xuanlin glanced at Rong Sheng's thoughtful face and quickly changed the subject, "It's less than half a month before my father's birthday banquet, and the crown prince saw me fall off the cliff, so he probably thinks I'm dead now."

He paused for a moment, changed into a comfortable sitting position and continued, "In this case, I will take advantage of your trick. Until the birthday banquet, I will not appear in the capital again."

When Rong Sheng heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he thought that this was a good idea.

If anything unexpected happens at the banquet, Song Xuanlin can suddenly appear and catch Prince Jing'an off guard.

Well, he is worthy of being the most outstanding prince of Dazhen. He is really resourceful.

"However," Song Xuanlin looked at Rong Sheng's shaking little head and said with a slight smile, "Princess Yong'an still needs to do me another favor."

"What help?" Rong Sheng asked curiously.

"My mother is still worshipping Buddha at Fu'en Temple, and my uncle should be returning to the capital from the Southern Territory in the next few days."

Song Xuanlin's eyes flickered, and he lowered his voice and said, "I hope you can tell them the news about me in secret, and be careful not to alert them, and let Lu Yue and others in the Ming Palace keep their mouths shut."

"Well, this isn't difficult, but," Rong Sheng said with difficulty, "My current identity is Princess Yong'an. How can I explain it so that they will believe me?"

Upon hearing this, Song Xuanlin calmly took out a gold-inlaid jade pendant from his sleeve and said, "Just show this to them, and they will believe what you say."

Seeing this, Rong Sheng hurriedly took the jade pendant and looked at it carefully.

This jade pendant is made of fine white jade.

It feels delicate in the hand yet heavy.

Under bright light, the patterns on the jade pendant are smoother and the jade body is very translucent.

Is this the prince’s personal jade pendant? It is indeed a rare treasure.

After thinking about it, she carefully put the jade pendant into her arms.

I thought that with this token, I could return to the capital with peace of mind.

Moreover, the marriage between the Rongguo Marquisate and the Jing'an Prince's Mansion was to be held in three days, so he had to rush back as soon as possible.

After thinking about it, she nodded to Song Xuanlin and said, "Your Majesty, if that's the case, you should rest well these days. If there are any changes, I will let Lu Yue come to inform you."

As she said this, she retreated towards the door and said, "I have to hurry back to the Rongguo Marquis' Mansion, otherwise I will easily be suspected."

"Well, let's go."

Song Xuanlin responded while watching Rong Sheng walk out of the house.

But just as Rong Sheng walked to the stove at the door, he suddenly heard Song Xuanlin's voice behind him again: "Wait."

"Hmm?" Rong Sheng turned around quickly, "Does Your Majesty have anything else to tell me?"

"Take the short knife at the door and give it to my uncle."

"Dagger?"

Rong Sheng followed Song Xuanlin's gaze and looked down at the stove.

But when she saw the appearance of the dagger clearly, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

This knife...

It turned out to be the black iron short knife that I threw at Li Yujing in Camel Hump Valley in my previous life...

Rong Sheng's eyes widened unconsciously——

Why is this knife in Song Xuanlin's hands?