After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

Fu Jiuli propped himself up and got out of bed, picked her up and carefully placed her on the bed, then covered her with a blanket.

Just then, I heard Qiao Da's voice outside the tent.

"master......"

Just after saying two words, the door curtain was lifted from the inside, revealing a cold face.

"Don't make any noise!"

Qiao Da immediately fell silent and stood there not daring to make even the slightest sound.

Fu Jiuli gently lowered the curtain, walked out, waved his hand towards the bridge, and then walked in one direction.

Qiao Dalian hurriedly followed on tiptoe.

After walking for a while, Fu Jiuli stopped.

"What's the matter? Tell me!"

Qiao Dadao: "I recently received a secret letter from Yujian. Please take a look."

After saying this, he handed over the secret letter with both hands.

Fu Jiuli took it and opened it, only to see a single sentence on it.

"Donglai is in civil strife, and the army is returning to Kyoto to provide support. The ten border cities are poorly defended and can be taken in one fell swoop."

Seeing that he had finished reading, Qiao Da continued, "The secret letter came from an unknown source. I was worried it might be a scam, so I sent out dozens of spies to gather information. Now the spies have brought back information that is consistent with the secret letter."

"But the message is so strange. If it were news from our army, we could have just published it openly. So I'm worried that this is an elaborate hoax, designed to lure our troops deeper and then destroy them in one fell swoop."

Fu Jiuli smiled, folded the secret letter and put it in his arms: "The secret letter is trustworthy. Order the entire army to rest and attack Donglai in four hours."

Qiao Da was stunned for a moment: "Nine Thousand Years Old, if what is said in the secret letter is true, the army can rest for two hours before setting off, no need to..."

Before he could finish his words, his voice became smaller and smaller under that cold gaze until it was completely silent.

Qiao Da puffed out his chest and said, "Yes!"

He was slow to react just now, but now he has figured it out.

Two hours is not enough for the master to sleep well...

Apart from this, what else can we do?

Fu Jiuli returned to the tent and glanced at the person on the bed. Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he tucked the corner of the quilt for her again.

Then he came alone to the dense forest not far from the military camp.

"Come out!"

After a burst of sound, a figure wearing half a black mask appeared in front of him.

"How did you know I was here?"

Fu Jiuli didn't answer him: "She wants to see you."

Shen Ming was silent for a while before he said, "You told her my identity."

Fu Jiuli raised an eyebrow: "Otherwise? You expect me to lie to her for you?"

Shen Ming sneered: "Hasn't it been enough that you lied to her?"

"You clearly love her to death, but you dare not admit it. The famous Ninth Thousand Years Old is actually a coward!"

Fu Jiuli looked indifferent: "This prince doesn't like her."

Shen Ming looked at the bulging bandages on his body and twitched his lips.

"When she was dueling with Wu Meng, with your skills, you only needed to use your internal energy to push them both away. Why did you have to block the sword yourself and get injured like this?"

"You can't bear to hurt her at all, even the slightest internal injury. Maybe you still want her to kill Wu Meng with her own hands to avenge her..."

"You've considered her so much, and you still say you don't like it?"

Fu Jiuli glanced at him coldly: "That's better than someone holding a bow and arrow, but watching his own general being killed!"

"I was even close to shooting through Wumeng with my own hands..."

As he spoke, his hand shook slightly, and the secret letter he had received from Qiao Da earlier unfolded in the air.

"I couldn't even deliver a letter openly, nor did I dare to meet him. Yet, I couldn't bear to leave, so I could only hide in the woods and peek..."

"So the Prime Minister of Donglai State is actually such a coward in private."

The two men's eyes suddenly met in the air.

The tip of the needle is facing the wheat awn.