Chu Qingzhi said unhurriedly, “I’m done asking you about the Lord of the
Northern Border. Let’s talk about our personal grudges.”
Wan Zhilin looked up and asked angrily, “Who are you exactly?”
Chu Qingzhi smiled mockingly at him. “Aren’t you surprised that we’re people you want to kill but can’t?”
Wan Zhilin thought for a moment and looked enlightened. “You are, you are…” Before he could finish speaking, a bamboo leaf cut across his neck, leaving a thin red line. Wan Zhilin froze and slowly fell to the ground and died.
Tang Jinghong retracted his gaze indifferently. Wan Zhilin had been secretly dealing with them and putting them in life-threatening danger many times. He deserved to die.
Gong Wentang gnawed on his pork trotter with a dumbfounded expression. “That’s it?”
Tang Jinghong looked over. “What else do you want?”
Gong Wentang said, “At least ask him where he keeps his money.”
Chu Qingzhi suddenly praised, “You are smart.”
Gong Wentang’s lips curled up. “You have a discerning eye.”
Chu Qingzhi shook her head and chuckled. “Are you still going to follow us?”
Gong Wentang said matter-of-factly, “What else? We came together, so we naturally have to leave together.”
Chu Qingzhi walked over and sat on the big rock. “We have to wait for someone here. We won’t leave for the time being.”
Gong Wentang asked curiously, “Waiting for who?”
Chu Qingzhi glanced at Gong Wentang. How gossipy. “Hurry up and eat. You’ll know when the time comes.”
“Alright.” Gong Wentang tactfully stopped asking and continued to eat the pig trotter.
The Lord of the Northern Border led a team of soldiers in the direction of the northeast and quickly met up with Wan Zhilin’s men.
Yue Xujun, Wan Zhilin’s right-hand man, cupped his fists and bowed. “Greetings, Your Highness.”
The Lord of the Northern Border dismounted. “What’s the situation now?”
Yue Xujun replied respectfully, “Lord Wan was taken hostage and brought into the forest.”
The Lord of the Northern Border narrowed his eyes and stared at the forest…
It would be fine if Tang Jinghong and Chu Qingzhi died inside, but if they didn’t, the secret inside would probably be exposed. Now…
“How long have they been in there?”
“Your Highness, it’s been almost eight hours.”
Eight hours…
At this moment, a figure flew over and handed over a letter. “Your Highness.”
The Lord of the Northern Border immediately read the letter. “Brother, two people barged into the Qin mansion today. I invited them in as guests. They are now staying in the mansion.”
The more he read the letter, the uglier his expression.
“Retreat!” With a wave of his hand, the Lord of the Northern Border mounted his horse and left with all the soldiers.
The noisy forest instantly fell silent. In the dark night, only the rustling of leaves could be heard. It was terrifyingly quiet.
In the secret room.
After Tong Yujie quenched the desire in his heart, he lay flat on the bed. He did not expect things to turn out like this.
He asked in a hoarse voice, “Qin Yajun, is this what you want?”
Qin Yajun reached out to grab Tong Yujie’s hand, but Tong Yujie shook her off. “Do you hate me that much?”
“I didn’t hate you in the past, but I hate you now.” Tong Yujie felt very frustrated.
Qin Yajun’s heart sank. “Do you have someone you like?”
Tong Yujie was speechless. He said coldly, “It has nothing to do with you whether 1 have or not!” He turned around, picked up the clothes, and put them on.
When Qin Yajun saw that Tong Yujie was about to leave, she seemed to have been stimulated. She took out a dagger from under her pillow and stabbed Tong Yujie’s back fiercely. “Since you want to leave, die!”
Tong Yujie easily dodged it. Then, he slapped Qin Yajun’s chest, sending her flying. “Do you think I’m not on guard against you now?”
Qin Yajun spat out a mouthful of blood and her face quickly turned pale. “So we’re enemies now? We were clearly in bed just now…”
“Shut up!” Tong Yujie snapped. “That’ll remain a shameful memory of mine forever!”
Qin Yajun’s face was pale. She looked at Tong Yujie, who was both familiar and unfamiliar. “We…”
Tong Yujie walked straight out. He did not want to hear Qin Yajun say another word. “The next time we meet, we will be enemies!”
Qin Yajun burst into tears. She was in extreme pain. “I want to be the closest person to you, but you want to be my enemy. Tong Yujie, you’re really heartless!”
Tong Yujie left the Qin mansion and headed straight for the bamboo forest.
Soon, he saw the few people waiting in the bamboo forest. They were all familiar faces. “Why are you all here?”
Gong Wentang was surprised to see Tong Yujie. “Brother Tong, why are you here?”
Tong Yujie avoided answering this question. “It’s a long story. Let’s talk about it in the future.”
He moved aside and walked towards Chu Qingzhi and Tang Jinghong. He cupped his fists. With outsiders present, he only said, “I’ll bring you to a place.” They both nodded at him.
Gong Wentang looked at the three of them and was confused. What was going on?
Tang Jinghong said to Gong Wentang, “We’ll go our separate ways when we go out later. It’s not suitable for you to follow after this.”
Gong Wentang was tactful. He glanced at Wan Zhilin’s corpse. He didn’t want to end up like that. “I understand.”
Following Tong Yujie, the few of them walked out of the bamboo forest through the fake bamboo and arrived at the main road.
Gong Wentang left alone.
Tang Jinghong asked, “Yujie, where are we going?”
Tong Yujie frowned and said, “I found the princess’s dowry, but several groups of people have been looking for it. I don’t know if we can make it in time if we rush over now.”
Tang Jinghong said, “Let’s go and take a look.”
Tong Yujie nodded.
The princess’s dowry was placed in a straw hut in the mountains.
This was a temporary residence prepared for hunters to hunt in the mountains. It was already abandoned, and the dilapidated straw hut was on the verge of collapse. No one would expect that there would be priceless treasures inside.
Tong Yujie pushed the door open and entered. His expression changed. “It’s gone.”
Tang Jinghong looked at the marks left by the box on the ground. “Someone beat us to it!”
Tong Yujie recalled what had happened previously. If Qin Yajun had not plotted against him and stalled for time, things would not have turned out like this. “General, I’m sorry. I’ve delayed things.”
Tang Jinghong glanced at Tong Yujie. “No second time.”
For some reason, Tong Yujie felt that Tang Jinghong seemed to know
everything. For a moment, he felt ashamed. “Yes, General..”
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