The Female Supporting Character's Counterattack: The Evil King's Doctor Consort's Ent

Chapter 40 is naturally about feeling sorry for you.

The feeling that it was about to crush her made Gu Lingzhi's scalp tingle.

Suppressed tightly, Gu Lingzhi struggled a few times, her neck filled with Mo Jiuxiao's warm breath.

"Sit up there yourself."

He lowered his head and whispered in her ear. Gu Lingzhi vaguely understood what he meant, and her face flushed red.

"Mo Jiuxiao, don't go too far, you said it before..."

Before she could finish speaking, Mo Jiuxiao interrupted her: "I have never expected you to repay any debt of saving my life. You are my person, and I want to make the most of you, shouldn't I?"

Gu Lingzhi was furious.

Does "making the most of everything" mean he's implying she's just a plaything to him?

In all her life, Gu Lingzhi had never been humiliated like this.

She ground her teeth again at the spot where she had previously left an imprint on Mo Jiuxiao's shoulder.

Mo Jiuxiao wasn't afraid of the pain at all. Even though the mark was deeper and left a shallow scar, he still said jokingly, "If you like biting people, you can bite somewhere else."

Gu Lingzhi loosened her grip, her breathing becoming somewhat rapid.

She struggled to move, but the other person's grip was so strong that she couldn't break free.

“Mo Jiuxiao, these kinds of things are all about mutual consent; you won’t feel anything if you force someone.”

Mo Jiuxiao gave a cold snort: "But I think you feel pretty good."

Gu Lingzhi's cheeks burned. She thought she had developed a strong immunity to such vulgar language after hearing so much of it in the military camp, but she never expected that she would still be moved by Mo Jiuxiao.

Mo Jiuxiao clearly liked her dodging manner.

He gently touched her face, and a faint light flashed in her dark purple eyes.

Reaching out to grab Gu Lingzhi's clothes, Gu Lingzhi resignedly gritted her teeth and turned her head away, her mind in utter chaos.

But suddenly, the ground seemed to shake.

Mo Jiuxiao abruptly stopped, pulling Gu Lingzhi into his arms, his eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty killing intent.

Gu Lingzhi's pupils contracted slightly, and taking advantage of Mo Jiuxiao's momentary inattention, she quickly gathered the front of her clothes.

Was this an earthquake?

An anxious voice came from the entrance of the military tent: "Reporting to Your Highness, the mountain stream not far from the camp has suddenly collapsed, and the landslide has blocked the entire road leading to the valley."

When Gu Lingzhi heard this news, it sounded somewhat familiar.

Blocking the main valley passage and sealing off the retreat route seemed to be a detail from a book she had read. After that, the entire border army was forced to leave this strategic location and head to Linyang Mountain to garrison, but there, the third prince of Nanhuai had already laid an ambush.

As for Mo Jiuxiao's marching route, it was Gu Fuling who leaked it to the Third Prince.

But the timing was wrong.

Gu Lingzhi calculated that this matter had been brought forward by at least half a month.

Even though she hadn't truly integrated into this world, she couldn't just stand by and watch so many people die.

As Gu Lingzhi was pondering, another report came from outside the door: "Your Highness, a large army is advancing along another route."

Upon hearing this, Gu Lingzhi and Mo Jiuxiao exchanged glances for a long time before the other calmly put on his armor.

Holding the long sword in his palm, Mo Jiuxiao glanced at Gu Lingzhi standing to the side, and uttered two words from his pale lips: "Fight!"

A resounding reply came from outside the door: "Yes, Your Highness!"

The bugle call rang out on the night wind, deafening yet ethereal and melodious.

A series of orderly footsteps came from outside the military tent. The army guarding this place marched out of the camp in unison and gathered densely in a large open space.

The venue was packed with people, and in less than an hour, there were no empty seats left.

The soldiers stood in their respective places in a very orderly manner, sticking to their posts, giving people a feeling of endless expanse and no borders.

It's like a sea of ​​people.

Gu Lingzhi was not idle either. She followed Mo Jiuxiao out. Many of the deputy generals standing at the front showed a little surprise when they saw that the two were actually in the same military tent.

But it quickly became a habit. As subordinates, they would never interfere in the prince's private affairs, so they could simply pretend they didn't see who the prince liked.

The strategist led a group of men to stand behind Mo Jiuxiao: "Your Highness, there are still less than ten miles to go. Should we retreat immediately? As far as I know, there is a dangerous place less than ten miles from here, near Linyang Mountain. It is a place where we can attack or defend. If we stay here and start a battle, we may suffer heavy losses."

A thoughtful look flashed across Mo Jiuxiao's eyes.

Upon hearing the name Linyang Mountain, Gu Lingzhi's mind cleared instantly. She looked up at Strategist Bai and said, "This is not good. There might be an ambush at Linyang Mountain."

She was telling the truth, although the plot twist was quite significant.

Just like the butterfly effect, it's likely that from the moment she started changing things, all the outcomes were altered.

Bai Lianchuan pondered for a moment, then looked at Gu Lingzhi with a puzzled expression: "How did you find out?"

Gu Lingzhi had already prepared her explanation, but before she could speak, Mo Jiuxiao took over the conversation and said decisively, "Listen to her."

Gu Lingzhi was somewhat incredulous at Mo Jiuxiao's reaction.

She tried to read something from his face, but his dark purple eyes remained devoid of emotion, as cold as if they had been carved from millennia-old ice.

Zhao Qiankun stepped out from the crowd and said, “Your Highness, the enemy is fully prepared and their morale is high. If we hold our ground, it may be bad. Moreover, I have heard that the enemy has mobilized a total of 500,000 troops for this surprise attack.”

A total of 500,000 people.

That was an absolutely earth-shattering scene.

However, Gu Lingzhi knew perfectly well that Nanhuai had not sent 500,000 troops to pursue them, but had instead stopped in Linyang City early on, preparing to attack from both sides.

Because the magistrate of Linyang County was under control, an unknown number of troops were hidden there.

Going to Linyang would only lead to being trapped like a turtle in a jar.

"I have been training the army day and night for this great battle. General Zhao, are you afraid?"

Gu Lingzhi suppressed her thoughts.

It seems she doesn't need to say anything at all.

Because of Zhao Qiankun's initial behavior, Mo Jiuxiao now completely suspects him, and in Mo Jiuxiao's eyes, there must be something fishy about what he said.

Zhao Qiankun's face turned even paler. He urgently advised, "Your Highness, you must think twice! The enemy is strong and well-equipped. We can only mobilize 100,000 men at the moment. General Lin's troops have not yet joined us. This battle is entirely a case of the few against the many!"

Mo Jiuxiao gently placed his long sword on the ground, as if he hadn't heard Zhao Qiankun's words: "Military Advisor Bai, take a group of people and leave first."

Bai Lianchuan was not skilled in martial arts; everyone in the army knew this.

Gu Lingzhi had been here for less than a month, so she naturally knew that there were still many old, weak, sick and disabled people left over from the previous battles in the military camp.

She understood that these people needed rest and care.

Mo Jiuxiao then turned to Gu Lingzhi and said, "I will give you some men; you will be responsible for their safety."

Gu Lingzhi suddenly raised her head.

Is he telling her to leave?

On the battlefield, swords and spears are merciless. Although Gu Lingzhi had never truly witnessed it, she could still understand it.

But now you're telling her to leave? Are you treating her like an old woman or a child? Gu Lingzhi stepped forward and said resolutely, "Your Highness, I will stay. Perhaps I can be of help!"

"You dare disobey military orders?"

Mo Jiuxiao's long sword was suddenly placed against Gu Lingzhi's neck.

Bai Lianchuan winked at her, signaling her not to disobey Mo Jiuxiao's words.

Gu Lingzhi saw it, of course, but she lowered her eyes, her emotions remaining unchanged.

Her tone remained calm: "I want to stay. I won't hold you back. Whether I live or die is none of your business."

The long sword pressed down on her shoulder, making it feel even heavier, but it was only the back of the blade that touched her skin.

Mo Jiuxiao narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of probing flashing in them. "Get lost!"

Gu Lingzhi's unwavering determination left no room for argument. She smiled slightly, with a hint of provocation: "Could it be that Your Highness is so biased that you don't care about the lives of the soldiers, but only care about a lowly servant like me?"

Her words were suspected of being unsettling.

Mo Jiuxiao's eyes were cold, but he suddenly sheathed his long sword.

Because she had succeeded, Gu Lingzhi's eyes gleamed with a hint of triumph.

The mask made her face appear somewhat simple and honest, but her eyes were inexplicably captivating.

She stood among the soldiers, and several people around her looked at her curiously, with a hint of respect in their eyes. After all, those who evacuated had a better chance of survival.

And they could very well die on the battlefield in the next instant.

As the bugle sounded, Gu Lingzhi turned around with the army camp and hadn't taken more than a few steps when she suddenly felt a numbness in her body.

The familiar scene washed over Gu Lingzhi once more, and she stared wide-eyed at Mo Jiuxiao's handsome face, which was so close to hers.

The words, cold and devoid of any emotion, yet utterly suspicious, came from Mo Jiuxiao's mouth: "Bai Lianchuan, keep a close eye on her."

Bai Lianchuan nodded in response: "Yes, Your Highness!"

Gu Lingzhi never imagined that Mo Jiuxiao would do such a thing.

She was stiff all over and unable to make a sound. She could only watch helplessly as she was shoved into a carriage.

The carriage was empty. Gu Lingzhi lay on a chair on one side, looking out the window with angry eyes.

The footsteps faded into the distance, leaving only the sound of rolling wheels in my ears.

This group of about a thousand people walked out of the camp.

Time passed by, and Gu Lingzhi was finally able to move again, but the team was already dozens of miles away from the border.

A bowl of water was placed in front of Gu Lingzhi, and Gu Lingzhi subconsciously turned her head to glance at Bai Lianchuan.

She took a sip of water to moisten her somewhat dry throat: "What does your prince mean by this?"

Bai Lianchuan chuckled: "Of course I feel sorry for you."