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

"Tsk tsk, you can still talk like this?" Song Wanqing narrowed his eyes coldly and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

The man was stunned, and looked in astonishment at the deepening smile on Song Wanqing's face, and his ominous premonition became more and more obvious.

Ji Huaichuan stood up and suddenly smiled. He clapped his hands. A soldier came up and knelt on the ground and said, "General Ji, the food and grass have been safely transferred, not a cent less!"

What's the meaning? !

The people who were burning the food and grass were dumbfounded. They looked at the two people in front of them with disbelief, who were smiling in the same way, as if they had seen a devil.

They trembled and shook their heads in disbelief.

They set the fire themselves. They clearly saw the food and grass burning!

How could they be transferred?

Song Wanqing looked at the assassins in front of him with regret and said, "Did Chu Jingce send you here? What a pity. You are quite loyal, but you are unwilling to give him up until your death."

"How is it? The food and grass didn't burn, but instead we lost our lives. That's a tough feeling, isn't it?"

Song Wanqing would never show mercy to these people. What good could happen to Chu Jingce's subordinates?

Ji Huaichuan kept clapping and cheering, "Miss Song is really as good as a god. I didn't expect these people would really come to attack our food supplies tonight."

"Of course. Since they can't defeat us head-on, they can only use some dirty tricks from behind."

"So we had to use your own tricks to set a trap for you to fall into."

"What! You bunch of sinister villains!" They were shocked and shouted in despair.

"Let's go, everyone, press down." Ji Huaichuan waved his hand and looked at Song Wanqing beside him.

"Wanqing, come with me."

"Ah."

The candlelight flickered in the tent, and two figures appeared dimly on the screen.

Ji Huaichuan smiled meaningfully. He looked at Song Wanqing, pressed his slender and round fingers on the confession and pushed it in front of her.

"They said that the defense map is in Chu Jingce's tent. What do you think?"

Song Wanqing raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I think they are talking nonsense."

"Can't you use more elegant words?" Ji Huaichuan shook his head helplessly.

"Perhaps this word can better express my ruthless ridicule." Song Wanqing said nonchalantly.

Ji Huaichuan asked back: "Then where do you think it will be?"

Song Wanqing's eyes flashed: "Ah, why don't we ask the magical conch? Oh no, I was just joking."

She straightened her expression and said, "I'll go find it. You just wait."

This thing is either in a secret room or in a secret room. Is there any need to guess?

"No," Ji Huaichuan refused flatly. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "You want to sneak into the enemy camp alone. This is too dangerous!"

"This matter cannot be delayed. The imperial court will send reinforcements at any time." Song Wanqing insisted, her eyes dark. "The princes from all over the country are eyeing us covetously. This city has long been targeted by others. We must fight a tough battle, but I don't want too many casualties."

"So, finding the defense map as soon as possible is the top priority!" She raised her eyes slightly, "Or do you not believe in my ability?"

Ji Huaichuan's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. He stared at Song Wanqing and saw that there was no fear in her eyes. She looked like she was in control of a strategy.

Sighing softly, "Okay, I know once you make a decision, there will be no turning back."

He said solemnly: "It doesn't matter if you don't get the defense map, but you have to come back."

Song Wanqing: "Okay."

After bidding farewell to Ji Huaichuan, Song Wanqing went to Chu Jingce's camp alone.

There were many soldiers patrolling the camp. With a gleam in Song Wanqing's eyes, he avoided their sight in a flash and successfully came to the outside of Chu Jingce's tent.

She lowered her body to hide behind something, lowering her eyes to listen to the sounds inside.

"A bunch of useless things! Ji Huaichuan is just a gangster, and you can't even deal with him!" Chu Jingce's eyes were dark, with surging anger in them, and he threw the booklet in his hand angrily.

He said coldly: "Waste, let Lu Yanqing come over!"

The subordinate wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said respectfully, "Yes."

There were hurried footsteps coming from the tent. Song Wanqing's eyes flickered and he hid in the darkness.

After a while, a man as gentle as jade came towards us from a distance. His steps were steady and slow, his expression was calm, and his eyes were clear. Even in this military camp stained with the atmosphere of war, he still had an elegant temperament.

"A modest gentleman, as graceful as jade on the roadside" is the most appropriate way to describe him.

She glanced at his face indifferently and then looked away.

As the steady footsteps approached, Chu Jingce looked up and said in an icy voice, "Prime Minister Lu, do you know why I am looking for you?"

Lu Yanqing's dark eyes flashed with helplessness. He bowed slightly and saluted, his voice clear and mellow, "Your Highness, I think it's because they were captured by the enemy."

Chu Jingce frowned and nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Do you have any countermeasures?"

Lu Yanqing pursed his lips, stroked his robe, and said, "I think we should make peace with the enemy."

“Ridiculous!” Chu Jingce roared. He looked at Lu Yanqing, who looked calm and not panicked at all, and cursed, “You want me to make peace with those rebels?!”

“Your Highness, the enemy is coming with great force and has extremely powerful weapons in their hands. If we continue to fight, the only ones who will suffer will be the people of Xiling.” Lu Yanqing’s expression was heavy. He closed his eyes, a trace of sadness emerging in his eyes.

"Oh, so what if you have powerful weapons?" Chu Jingce was filled with anger when he thought of this. He glanced at Lu Yanqing coldly and said sternly, "The battle will begin tomorrow! I will catch them off guard!"

"Your Highness..." Lu Yanqing opened his eyes wide, looking at the powerful Crown Prince in disbelief, and did not approve of his decision.

"Lu Yanqing, do you dare to question my decision?" Chu Jingce narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Your Majesty, I obey your command." Lu Yanqing frowned slightly and bowed his head.

Outside the tent, Song Wanqing's eyes sparkled as she stared at the figure on the curtain, a hint of surprise flashing across her face.

The prime minister of the Xiling Dynasty seemed to be a peace advocate, but unfortunately, he followed the wrong master.

She lowered her eyes slightly, her gaze was sharp, and a hint of sneer appeared at the corners of her lips.

If you want to launch a sneak attack, then let’s see if you have the ability to do so.

She left the tent and disappeared into the darkness. She called out to the sleeping Naituanzi and whispered, "Tuantuan, help me find a magical tool that can find everything in the world."

The little girl hugged Song Wanqing, her little body hanging on her body, her childish face full of joy, "Okay!"

He disappeared in a wisp of mist, and returned seconds later, holding a shiny... compass?

Song Wanqing took it and asked, "How much is it?"

That is how much merit you have spent.

The little kid counted on his fingers, his little face full of seriousness.

Seeing this, Song Wanqing thought it was not expensive, so he took it and the next second, he finished counting, "Ten million merits!"

Song Wanqing gasped. It seemed like the kid was counting zeros just now!

Forget it, don’t be angry, don’t be angry, the important thing is to get your work done.