General, you should rest now; the lady is even more ruthless.

The group pushed and shoved each other, none of them wanting to speak.

Although more than a year has passed, that war remains a taboo subject for everyone.

It's also because they know the pain all too well that no one wants to remind their master of this incident.

"Eleven and the others took over my work... Sixteen began."

"My lord, please forgive me. Some people in Beiming have already begun to suspect my identity. In order to prevent our plans from being affected, I have no choice but to come back first and let Eleven and the others go instead."

"I understand now."

Shen Luo nodded slightly, seemingly without any suspicion.

"Then, tell me what has happened during this period."

……

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"Princess--"

"No need to announce me, I'll go in myself! Qiqi, Shuyi, I'm here!"

Chen Zhizhi didn't care about the triumphant return; all she knew was that three days later was September 15th.

The day of the Third Prince Chen Chengfeng and Lü Shuyi's wedding was also the day they were going to do something big!

They are now here to discuss the final plan.

"I'm not late, am I?" She swung her sleeves as she entered, looking rather smug.

“It’s not too late.” Lü Shuyi closed the door behind her.

The atmosphere had indeed become somewhat like that of someone plotting something important.

"I have already found out the route for three days from now."

Chen Zhizhi picked up the paper and pen next to her and drew the outline from memory. There weren't many bends, but it roughly passed through several bustling main streets in the capital.

Jiang Qiqi glanced at the map and circled the location: "Here, the third street next to the North Gate, we'll wait here."

It is some distance from the palace and the Third Prince's residence, and most importantly, it is also far from the General's residence.

Although Shen Luo had lost her memory, she still felt inexplicably guilty when she thought about what she had to do.

The other two did not question her decision, especially since she was the main executor this time, and they were just assisting her.

"Qiqi, have you prepared the horse for our escape?"

Jiang Qiqi rolled her eyes guiltily: "Don't worry about that, I already have a plan."

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General's Mansion, Study.

Shen Luo was fiddling with a folding knife, reconstructing his worldview.

"You mean, Jiang Qiqi, a woman, went into Beiming alone and led Qi Ji into our trap to be captured?"

"Indeed, Master."

"Hiss..." Shen Luo's suspicious expression swept across the faces of the group.

Is there a woman in the world who is even more intelligent than Shen Luo?

On his first time leading troops, he was able to force the enemy to retreat without bloodshed.

Nineteen spoke of it in a very mysterious way, yet Twelve and Sixteen showed absolutely no doubt about it.

He almost wanted to confirm whether they were possessed by something.

"My lord, the lady's achievements are not limited to this one example."

Seeing that his master didn't believe him, Twelve, the lady's loyal follower, became anxious!

"The lady is capable of catching spies, beating up hidden guards, scolding princes, stealing dowries, and even murdering and robbing. She is truly capable of..."

Sixteen glanced at him sideways: "Speak up, why did you stop talking?"

Twelve scratched his head: It seems like I've never seen Madam do anything good...

Sixteen stepped forward: "Master, Prime Minister Lü's son was recently executed by imperial decree."

Shen Luo asked expressionlessly, "What, Jiang Qiqi made this too?"

"Pretty much, you, the Fourth Princess, and Miss Lü were also involved."

Nineteen added, "Moreover, although you didn't participate in what the former lady did on the surface, you always kept me in mind and would lend a hand at crucial moments."

Shen Luo: "?"

Was I the villain?

"In short, Master, Madam is very capable!"

"You and your wife have a very good relationship!"

"You even increased our monthly salary!"

Twelve-Nine glanced back at Sixteen, then nodded frantically, "Yes, yes, yes, you even increased our monthly salary!"

"...I just have amnesia, not stupidity!"