The Little Lucky Girl.

When Su Qing brought the colorful and delicious dishes to the table, the two old men were already starving, their stomachs rumbling, "Masters, let's eat quickly!"

"Okay, good disciple! Sit down and eat with us!"

"Okay, Master!"

"Ying San, Ying Si, Dong Mei... sit down and eat!"

"Yes, thank you, young lady!" Several servants were sitting at the next table, all holding chopsticks and eating with relish, for fear that if they were slow, others would eat it all!

Su Qing looked at everyone and said with a smile, "Master, please try this squirrel mandarin fish. The fish is fried to a golden and crispy texture, and it's sweet and sour. I guarantee you'll never forget the taste after taking a bite."

Doctor Yue picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. He closed his eyes slightly and savored it carefully. "Hmm, the fish is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The sweet and sour sauce is just right. It's really wonderful."

Old Man Meng nodded repeatedly. "And this Mapo Tofu is spicy, fresh and fragrant, and the tofu is soft and tender. The hotness that spreads in your mouth stimulates your taste buds and makes you intoxicated."

Ying San swallowed the food in his mouth and praised, "This braised pork is also excellent. The color is bright red and attractive, fat but not greasy, and the lean meat is tender and juicy. Every bite is full of rich meat and sauce aroma."

Dongmei said softly, "I think this stir-fried seasonal vegetable dish is also very good. It looks simple, but it retains the sweetness and crispness of the vegetables. It tastes refreshing and delicious, and it just balances out the heaviness of the other dishes."

Everyone enjoyed the dinner happily!

After dinner, Su Qing called Ying San and Ying Si to the yard, "Ying San, pack up and follow me to Beiguan at the end of the Xu hour. Ying Si will be responsible for protecting the family!"

"Yes, girl!" they said in unison!

"Okay, let's go down!"

"Yes" the two of them bowed and took their leave!

Su Qing returned to her room and started packing some clothes!

Before they knew it, it was the end of the Xu hour. Su Qing asked Dongmei to tell the old lady that she was going on a long journey!

Su Qing released the helicopter from space! Doctor Yue, Old Man Meng, and Ying San quickly boarded the helicopter! Su Qing started the helicopter, and it slowly left the ground and flew towards Beiguan!

The plane flew northward! Initially, the night sky was relatively clear, with a crisscross of stars twinkling across the inky blue sky. However, soon after the flight, wisps of fog began to settle in the northern sky. At first, it was a thin layer, like a veil, barely visible in the night sky. Distant stars shone through the mist, casting a hazy glow. As the plane continued northward, the fog thickened, spreading rapidly like milk.

The plane plunged into thick fog, and the surroundings were instantly enveloped in a chaotic white. Outside the cockpit, visibility dropped sharply, and the once clearly visible landmarks and starry sky were completely gone. The fog wrapped and swirled around the fuselage like a ghost, and the sound of the aircraft engine seemed dull and suppressed in the fog, as if weakened by the thick fog. Su Qing stared at the instrument panel with a frown. Relying on the instrument indications and superb driving skills, he continued to firmly shuttle in the direction of Beiguan in this foggy night. The fuselage trembled slightly under the invasion of fog, as if stubbornly fighting against the adverse weather conditions.

"Disciple, the sky is foggy, are you okay? I'm very nervous!" said Doctor Yue!

"It's okay, Master. I will take you out of this foggy area!"

"We must trust our good disciple and not disturb him from flying the plane!" said Old Man Meng!

"Uh-huh!"

After flying for an hour, the plane finally flew out of the foggy area!

"It flew out!" Ying San said happily!

"Yeah! I told you, my good disciple will definitely be able to do it!"

After flying out of the foggy area, Su Qing breathed a sigh of relief! The plane continued to fly forward until the end of the Yin hour, finally arriving five or six miles outside the North Gate! Su Qing put the plane into the space! "Master, everyone wash up and rest! I'll catch up on some sleep first!" Su Qing washed up in the space and went to his room to rest and catch up on some sleep!

Flying a plane is incredibly stressful and tiring! Su Qing slept until 5 p.m., got up, washed up, and went to the kitchen to make something to eat.

"Master, it's time to eat!"

"Okay, good disciple!" The two old men and Ying San came to the dining table to eat together!

"You three haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"The three of us just had some snacks and fruits!"

"Oh, why don't you make something to eat?"

"The food we cook is inedible!"

"Oh, okay! Let's eat quickly! We'll go to Brother Ye's place later!"

"Yes"

After the three of them finished their meal, they found a deserted place and released the carriage. Ying San drove the carriage and carried the three of them into the city gate! Then they drove towards the military camp where Murong Ye was stationed!

When they arrived outside the military camp, Su Qing handed Princess Ding'an's jade pendant to the guard, "Brother, please inform the War King!

The soldier was startled at first, then carefully looked at Su Qing, then at the jade pendant. After a moment's hesitation, he took it and said, "Wait here." Then he turned and hurried into the barracks to report. Su Qing stood there, head held high, quietly waiting for a response, his expression calm and with a hint of anticipation.

When the War King heard Su Qing was coming, an irrepressible excitement suddenly welled up in his deep eyes, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up, as if he was full of anticipation for Su Qing's arrival. He stood up suddenly and strode out of the tent with big strides, while loudly commanding his attendants, "Go and greet him quickly, without delay!" His steps were urgent and powerful, and each step seemed to be filled with inner excitement and joy.

Murong Ye, dressed in military uniform, exuded an imposing presence. As soon as he stepped out of the military tent, his gaze pierced the crowd like a sharp arrow, instantly locking onto Su Qing. At that moment, his stern face seemed to be caressed by a spring breeze, the haze dissipating, and the corners of his mouth lifted uncontrollably, outlining a hint of joy. His figure moved like lightning, and in a few strides he was in front of Su Qing. The surprise and doting in his eyes seemed to overflow, and his voice was filled with a hint of excitement and intimacy that was hard to conceal: "Qingbao, why are you here?"

Su Qing looked up at Murong Ye, her face filled with determination and resolve, her bright eyes gleaming with a fiery light. She shouted, "Brother Ye, I'm here to help you fight the Tartars!" That clear and powerful voice echoed outside the barracks, as if carrying an invisible force that drew the attention of the surrounding soldiers. Murong Ye stared at Su Qing, feeling a mixture of joy at her arrival and concern for her taking the risk. But most of all, he was deeply moved by her bravery and enthusiasm.

"This Beiguan is too cold, a bitterly cold place. It's too painful for you to come here!"

"It's okay, Brother Ye, we share the same hatred and enemy!"

"Then hurry to the tent, it's too cold outside!"

"Okay, Brother Ye!"

"Divine Doctor Yue, Senior Meng! Let's go to the tent together!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Several people followed the War King Murong Ye towards the tent!

Murong Yelong entered the tent with the swift, imposing stride of a tiger, his posture erect and erect, radiating the innate aura of a king. The cold gleam of his armor flickered in the candlelight within, creating a subtle metallic clang that seemed to whisper of his glorious past military exploits. He walked directly to the main seat, the hem of his robe swaying in the breeze. He then slowly took his seat, his gaze stern and penetrating, scanning the room like an eagle, instantly dispelling the slight clamor within the tent.

Su Qinglian followed him into the tent with light steps. Curious, she quickly scanned her surroundings. The tent was simple yet orderly. On one side lay a massive military map, its mountains, rivers, passes, and cities outlined with colorful lines and markings, as if silently charting the course of the war. On the other side, a variety of weapon racks lined the ground, swords, spears, and halberds gleaming in the flickering candlelight, exuding a chilling, murderous aura.

When they arrived at the tent, Murong Ye sat on the main seat in the tent, leaning forward slightly, with concern and doubt in his eyes, and said, "Qingbao, this battlefield is extremely dangerous. How can you take risks so easily?" His voice was low and mellow, echoing in the tent, with a hint of blame and worry.

Su Qing stepped forward, looking directly at Murong Ye with a firm gaze, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and said, "Brother Ye, I am not acting on impulse. Now the Tartars are wreaking havoc and the people are suffering. How can I stay out of it? Although I am a woman, my martial arts are not bad! I will definitely not be a burden to you. I just want to fight alongside you and protect the country together." Her words were sincere, and every word was powerful. Her little face flushed slightly with excitement, and her bright eyes burned with a fiery flame, as if it could dispel the haze in the tent.

Murong Ye frowned slightly, sighed softly, stood up and paced slowly, saying as he walked: "Qingbao, you know that war is not a joke, swords have no eyes, I'm afraid that if something goes wrong, how can I..." He paused, did not continue, just stopped, turned around and stared at Su Qing, his eyes full of entanglement and love.

Su Qing walked forward, took Murong Ye's sleeve, shook it gently, and said coquettishly: "Brother Ye, just believe me. On the way here, I have thought of many ways to assist in the battle. My master, Yue Shenyi, has superb medical skills and can treat the wounded in the rear to reduce casualties among soldiers; my master is also a legendary swordsman in the world, and his martial arts are unmatched; Ying San is also a martial arts master who can serve as a guard. We will all act carefully." There was a hint of expectation and cunning in her eyes as she tried to convince Murong Ye.

Murong Ye looked down at Su Qing, was silent for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a helpless smile: "You clever girl, since everything has been arranged, it would seem that I am unkind if I refuse. But you need to stay by my side at all times, you are not allowed to act without authorization, and you must obey my command in everything." Although his words were still serious, the doting in his eyes became more and more obvious.

Upon hearing this, Su Qing immediately smiled and nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, Brother Ye, I will be obedient!" That brilliant smile was like the warm spring sun, instantly illuminating the entire tent.