I became a stepmother and got rich with my cute baby.

Two days later, Cheng Qian'an began to prepare for the army's departure.

He got up early in the morning and came to the training ground. All the soldiers were in high spirits. When they saw Cheng Qian'an, they shouted, "Long live His Highness!"

Yan Chu's eyes lit up, and he looked at everything in front of him with satisfaction, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Your Highness, the morale of these troops is high. Now is the best time to go out!"

Cheng Qi'an just nodded. He suddenly thought of something and said, "Let's leave tomorrow morning, but we must leave carefully and secretly. It's best not to tell even my wife."

After what happened last time, he didn't want to put Song Wanqing in any danger again.

Yan Chu nodded and went downstairs to arrange the departure.

The next day.

He took a team of elite soldiers and prepared to set off secretly.

On the day of his departure, Song Wanqing had heard the news early on. She went out to see him off, but was rejected.

He stared at Cheng Qian'an's back, his expression gradually fading.

Cheng Qianan noticed the unhappy gaze behind him, he quickly ran over and comforted her: "My wife, I am doing this for your own good. You are well now, and I don't want you to work too hard."

Song Wanqing was not going to listen at all. She turned around and walked into the room. She sat in front of the window and stared at the trees in front of her, unwilling to talk to him.

"My dear, don't be angry." Cheng Qian'an leaned over to her and said aggrievedly, "I'm just afraid that if you send me off, I won't be able to leave."

Song Wanqing turned and stared at him, still a little angry: "I just wanted to see you off."

"My dear, your injuries are not fully healed yet. I don't want to let you get tired. You should stay at home and take good care of yourself. I will definitely meet you as soon as possible." He gradually calmed her down with a gentle tone.

Song Wanqing knew that he had made up his mind, so he stopped talking: "Then remember to pay attention to your safety and don't try to be stubborn."

Although she believed in his abilities, the Xiling royal family had a strong foundation after all, and he had a blood feud with those people, so he might be impulsive.

Cheng Qian hugged her and said tenderly, "I will listen to you, my lady."

The two of them stayed together for a while before Cheng Qianan reluctantly stood up and said goodbye to Song Wanqing: "My lady, I'm leaving."

Song Wanqing felt sad in her heart, she lowered her eyes and didn't look at him: "Let's go."

Cheng Qi'an looked at her awkward expression, straightened his face and said slowly: "Wait for me to come back."

After saying this, he turned around and left without any more lingering thoughts.

Song Wanqing then raised her head, with tears welling up in her eyes.

Before she realized it, he had become an extremely important and indispensable part of her life. She didn't notice it when they were together every day, but today she started to miss him as soon as they separated.

But she quickly shook off these fragile and sour emotions and devoted herself to other things.

Ji Huaichuan reported that the Xiling royal family had already started the final counterattack and their army was about to set off. As a military advisor, she naturally had to go to the battlefield with them. Her body had almost recovered, so she began to pack up and prepare to set off.

But on this day, an unexpected person appeared in front of her.

Chu Jinning looked at the tall and slender woman in front of her, silently pinching the hem of her skirt, feeling a little sad in her heart.

Perhaps this is the kind of woman that Brother Ji likes, who can fight the enemy on the battlefield with ease, unlike her, who still needs someone to rescue her.

She knew that Miss Song was different to Brother Ji, so she secretly had people observe the movements here. Until she learned that Song Wanqing was planning to go to the battle, she finally couldn't wait any longer and came to the door.

Seeing Chu Jinning was slow to speak, Song Wanqing became impatient: "What on earth does this girl want from me?"

Her voice was cold when she spoke, and although her expression was calm, it made Chu Jinning feel a little pressured for no reason: "I am the princess of Xiling. I came to Miss Song to ask you to take me to the battlefield. I know that my father and brother are incompetent. I want to persuade them to surrender to avoid more unnecessary casualties."

She hurriedly explained her purpose. Seeing that Song Wanqing was a little skeptical, she took out something from her bosom and handed it to her: "If you don't believe it, this is my princess's golden seal. Miss Song will know after taking a look."

Song Wanqing took the golden seal wrapped in the brocade handkerchief. It felt heavy. When she opened it, she found that it was indeed the genuine golden seal of the princess.

She was surprised and raised her eyebrows at the woman opposite her. She didn't expect that the princess of Xiling would come to her.

"Why did you come to me? Aren't you afraid that I will use you as a hostage to threaten your father and brother?"

Chu Jinning hesitated for a moment and said, "I was saved by City Lord Ji last time and lived in his house. I know that Miss Song is someone he trusts. City Lord Ji is a good person, so I am willing to believe in the girl."

"Girl, can you take me to the battlefield? I promise not to hold you back and will persuade my father and brother to surrender!" She raised her head with a firm look in her eyes.

"I know that if they continue to resist, they will only die. Only by surrendering can they save their lives." As she spoke, her voice became lower and lower, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Song Wanqing looked at her with mixed feelings.

The little princess of Xiling is a sensible person, but even if she goes to persuade them to surrender, her father and brother might not be able to survive.

After all, Cheng Qian'an had already set off secretly, and everything was a foregone conclusion.

But she couldn't say it. Looking at the determined and stubborn eyes of the girl in front of her, she nodded helplessly: "Okay, I'll call you when we leave."

Chu Jinning looked at her gratefully: "Thank you, Miss Song. By the way, there is one more thing. I hope you can save Prime Minister Lu. He is now imprisoned in the prison of the City Lord's Mansion. I hope you can go see him."

Song Wanqing nodded.

She knew that Lu Yanqing was imprisoned in the City Lord's Mansion. Although she could not control Ji Huaichuan, she could still go and see Lu Yanqing.

In the prison of the City Lord's Mansion.

Song Wanqing walked in slowly, and in the dim light, a man's figure gradually emerged.

The imprisoned Lu Yanqing looked good. He had not been abused. His clothes were neat and tidy, and he had no injuries on his body. He only had a lot of blue stubble on his chin.

When he saw her, Lu Yanqing's eyes lit up.

"Miss Song."

Song Wanqing said apologetically: "Prime Minister Lu, you have a special status, so I can only inconvenience you for the time being."

"It's okay, I understand." Lu Yanqing's expression was a little gloomy, and his eyes were fixed on Song Wanqing's face, as if he could see something from it.

Song Wanqing's eyebrows were indifferent, and she slowly raised a slightly apologetic smile on her lips, "I believe you have heard some news during this period of time..."

Lu Yanqing didn't care. The two of them talked for a while, Lu Yanqing expressed his point of view, and the two said goodbye and parted.

Song Wanqing's health has improved a lot now, and the next day she took Chu Jinning and followed Ji Huaichuan to the battlefield.

The moment Chu Jinning saw Ji Huaichuan, her eyes flickered. She wanted to go up to him and talk, but Ji Huaichuan just gave her a faint look and then looked at Song Wanqing.