Traveling through an ancient military camp: Bao'er's survival song

While the young emperor and the Eighth Prince were rescuing Li Baobao, Peng Zizheng was heating a branding iron in a charcoal brazier nearby.

Words like "backstabbing," "extermination of a family," "harboring evil intentions," and "national and family hatred" constantly reminded Peng Zizheng of his inner turmoil. He let the winds of the border harden his bones and let the blood of the Qiang people nourish his heart for revenge.

Liu Shu is the son of Consort Chen, who had an affair with Wu Peng'en. Wu Peng'en colluded with the Qiang people and wiped out Liu Shu's entire Luo family... Why? Why did Li Baobao insist on getting close to Liu Shu? He thought Li Baobao understood him, understood his efforts, understood his life-and-death struggles, understood his obsession that prevented him from stopping... He originally intended to treat Li Baobao well; Li Baobao's older brother was Li Bei!

Peng Zizheng's red-hot iron was not taken out of the charcoal brazier for a long time until the emperor arrived.

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Royal study room.

The young Emperor Liu Xu, seated upright, did not allow Peng Zizheng, who was kneeling on the ground, to rise. He leaned back in his chair, tilting his head to look at his motionless brother Luo below, his heart filled with disappointment.

"General Peng." The emperor finally spoke. The word "General Peng" made Peng Zizheng look up in surprise, only to see that His Majesty the emperor, who was sitting high up, had a sorrowful expression on his face, no longer the calm and composed expression that he would not be alarmed even if Mount Tai collapsed.

"General Peng, you don't believe me."

"I dare not."

"Heh, you dare not? Peng Zizheng, I ask you, why do you never use the five people I gave you! You say you trust me? Peng Zizheng! You don't even trust me, you just blindly stumble around, how stupid are you!" The emperor was furious, his usually calm voice suddenly rising.

Peng Zizheng's lips trembled uncontrollably; he trembled with grievance. He felt as if he had become that eight or nine-year-old child again, and the little figure above him, who was younger than him, seemed more like an older brother.

Just as the emperor and his minister fell into a brief silence, Peng Zizheng's ears keenly sensed a gust of wind. He suddenly sprang to his feet and rushed to the emperor's side, assuming a defensive stance. He then saw a woman dressed entirely in black, with one hand around the neck of a palace maid, enter with light and unpredictable steps.

"Brother Luo, this is my man." Peng Zizheng's sudden approach did not alarm the emperor in the slightest; instead, the emperor reassured him.

The woman in black who was grabbing the palace maid by the neck threw her to the ground and knelt down, saying, "Your Majesty, this person was trying to eavesdrop."

The palace maid, who had been thrown to the ground, endured the discomfort in her neck, scrambled to her feet, and knelt down to beg for mercy: "Your Majesty, spare me! Your Majesty, spare me! I wasn't eavesdropping. I'm from the palace of the Imperial Concubine Chen. The Imperial Concubine knows that Your Majesty hasn't rested yet, so she sent me to deliver..."

"Kill him." The palace maid didn't finish her sentence before the emperor, no longer wanting to hear any more.

The kneeling woman in black waved her hand, and it was impossible to see what kind of exquisite weapon she was using. However, a line of blood spurted from the neck of the palace maid who was kowtowing, and she fell to the ground without a sound.

After killing the people, the woman in black didn't bother with the aftermath and quickly disappeared with unpredictable, elusive steps.

The emperor looked at the carpet stained with blood, pouted, then stood up and said to Peng Zizheng as he walked, "Come with me to soak in a hot spring. I see you're tired of whipping me!"

The emperor, having stepped out of the imperial study, glanced at Ruifu, who stood meekly in the distance, and ordered, "Clean it up."