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

Qiutou was now concentrating on following the wedding sedan.

She was frightened when she saw Rong Jin suddenly pop up from her side.

"Miss, how can you take off your red veil? It's so unlucky!"

When Qiu Tao saw Rong Jin actually showed his face, she exclaimed in amazement.

She hurriedly pulled the red veil from Rong Jin's hand and tried to put it back on Rong Jin's head.

"Didn't you hear what I said?"

Rong Jin slapped Qiu Tao's hand away: "I want them all to stop!"

Qiu Tao glanced at Rong Jin's distorted facial features, then looked at the prince and others who were advancing in an orderly manner in front of her.

I couldn't help but feel troubled.

There are more and more pedestrians gathering here. If we insist on stopping, not only will we miss the time, but we will also be criticized. Most importantly, the Crown Prince will also be unhappy.

"Miss, there is no need to stop. I will tell you the truth."

Qiu Tao gritted her teeth when she said this, thinking that the young lady would know sooner or later, so she mustered up her courage and said, "The madam gave me only ten boxes of dowry, and the madam also said..."

"What else did mother say?"

When Rong Jin heard that the dowry was so small, anger began to boil in his heart.

"Madam said that after you marry into the Jing'an Palace, you will enjoy endless wealth and splendor, so it doesn't matter if the dowry is a little less."

"Did mother really say that?" Rong Jin couldn't believe it.

Qiu Tao nodded, not daring to look at Rong Jin.

Seeing this, Rong Jin's face gradually darkened and he returned to the sedan chair.

She silently put the red veil back on her head, feeling extremely desolate.

His mother had doted on him since he was a child, but her true colors were revealed when he was about to leave the mansion.

My mother once robbed Princess Qingya of several of the best-run shops on West Street. After so many years, how could she be without money?

It turned out that my father and mother just used me as a tool to curry favor with the Marquis's family.

Once they achieve their goals, how they live their lives no longer matters to them.

Thinking of this, a hint of coldness flashed in Rong Jin's eyes.

Since the Marquis' Mansion treats me like this, don't blame me, Rong Jin, for being ruthless.

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At this moment, Rong Sheng was taking Liu Ling back to Mingyuexuan.

Thinking of the scene of the bride being picked up in the front yard just now, she couldn't help but laugh again.

It was obvious that this dowry was prepared privately by Lu.

And judging from Rong Jin's expression just now, he probably didn't know that her dowry was so meager.

Otherwise, with her temper and personality, she would definitely make such a fuss that the roof of the marquis's mansion would be blown off.

But when we get to Prince Jing'an's mansion later, if Rong Jin knows that I am marrying with just a few boxes of things,

His expression must be very ugly, and he might even bear a grudge against the Marquis' Mansion.

The more Rong Sheng thought about it, the happier he felt.

I'll wait for Rong Jin to come back in three days, and then I'll watch the show between her and Lu.

After laughing in her heart for a while, Rong Sheng seemed to suddenly remember something, and her expression gradually became serious.

"Liu Ling, I'm going to leave the house again in a while, you don't have to follow me."

"It's the princess."

After a while, Rong Sheng hurried back to the bedroom, took out the black iron dagger he brought back from Wanjing Mountain from under the bed, and wiped it carefully with a handkerchief.

Today should be the day when Master returns to the capital from the southern border.

Without further ado, I had to deliver the dagger and the news about Prince Jing'an's Palace to Song Xuanlin as he requested.

Collecting his thoughts, Rong Sheng skillfully dressed up as a rich young man.

After putting the dagger into her sleeve, she strode out of the back door of the mansion.

It was nearly noon.

Rong Sheng walked westward under the scorching sun, and only slowed down when he saw the West Street entrance surrounded by people.

Although West Street was bustling in the past, the number of people on the street was less than half of what it is today.

They should all be waiting for Master and the others to return to Beijing...

There was anticipation in Rong Sheng's eyes.

Since his death in his previous life until today, Rong Sheng has wanted to see his master again.

It’s just that the Southern Region borders the Nanyue Kingdom and is often not peaceful.

So the master spent half a year stationed in the southern border of Dazhen.

I heard from Lu Yue that Master had just put down a large-scale war launched by the Nanyue Army not long ago.

The emperor was very pleased when he received the good news, and as his birthday banquet was about to be held at Yanhuan Mountain, he summoned the master back to Beijing.

Master received the imperial edict and traveled from the southern border for a month, stopping and starting, and finally arrived in the capital today.

Rong Sheng withdrew his thoughts, quickened his pace and blended into the crowd.

After a while, amid the enthusiastic cheers of the people on both sides of the avenue, a group of mighty soldiers dressed in silver armor and riding strong horses slowly came from the west.

Rong Sheng stood on tiptoe anxiously and stretched his neck to look to the west.

After looking hard for a long time, I finally saw the shadow of the army.

After a while, as the team got closer, Rong Sheng gradually saw the faces of the soldiers in the army.

Her eyes inadvertently swept over the leading soldier, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

It's Master!

Rong Sheng immediately recognized Wei Xun, whom he hadn’t seen for a long time, and couldn’t help but look at his face a few more times excitedly.

When she noticed the slightly gray hair on Wei Xun's temples, she instantly burst into tears.

During these three years, Master must have not been too concerned about the war on the border.

Otherwise, how could the master, who is in his prime, have such a haggard face?

But at this moment, Wei Xun kept looking straight ahead with a firm gaze.

He did not notice that in the crowded crowd on both sides of the street, there was a thin young man looking at him with tears in his eyes.

After a while, watching the soldiers gradually walk away, Rong Sheng wiped his tears and quickly left the crowd.

She turned around and slipped into the alleys around the market when no one was paying attention.

Relying on his memory, Rong Sheng ran through countless alleys, sometimes running on the ground, and sometimes jumping onto the roof to look at the position of the army.

Finally, at a fork in the road, she saw Wei Xun's figure from afar.

At this time, Wei Xun was riding a horse alone towards the general's mansion.

Rong Sheng nodded and thought about it. His master’s general’s mansion was heavily guarded.

I still have to give the dagger to the master before he comes into the house.

Recollecting her thoughts, she swooped down from the roof again and rushed towards the general's mansion through the alley with few people.

Just as Rong Sheng passed a corner, an extremely sharp sword suddenly appeared from her neck, blocking her way.

The next second, a cold and majestic voice sounded in Rong Sheng's ears.

"who are you?"

"Why did you keep following me?"

When Rong Sheng heard this, his eyebrows suddenly raised.

This is...Master's voice!