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

Nineteen stared at the person in front of her, so shocked that she lost all control of her expression.

After a long while, he finally closed his surprised mouth and found his voice.

"lady?!!"

Jiang Qiqi smiled at him and nodded: "It's me, so can I go in?"

She pointed to the mansion.

"Of course, please come in, Madam."

Nineteen realized what was happening, bowed, stepped down the stairs, took the horse reins from her, and couldn't help but ask, "Madam, have you come from the capital?"

Jiang Qiqi waved her hand: "This is a long story, we'll talk about it later."

Nodding at nineteen, and seeing the people behind him still craning their necks to look, he asked, "Madam, who are those people?"

Jiang Qiqi gave a cryptic smile: "Your general's admirer."

"what?"

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After exchanging a few words, Jiang Qiqi asked Shijiu to wait at the door for a while, and then returned to the big tree where the girls were gathered.

"Miss Cui." She looked at Cui Ling's pale face and spoke slowly, her tone calm.

"Apologize."

Everyone stared intently at what was happening there, and naturally they saw the official beside the general bowing to Jiang Qiqi and now diligently leading her horse.

The girls finally realized that their "new friend" might know the general and was a very important person.

Only Cui Ling refused to believe it.

"It must be fake!" Cui Ling shouted angrily, her face full of disbelief.

“How could a country bumpkin like you possibly enter the general’s residence?”

Jiang Qiqi was speechless: "Stop deceiving yourself."

"I'm deceiving myself?" Cui Ling snorted coldly, looking at the people around her as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"You lowly commoner, do you think you're worthy of letting me deceive myself?"

"Heh, I get it." She stared at Jiang Qiqi with disdain, pointing her finger toward the door.

"That person isn't an adult at all, he's just a gatekeeper, isn't he? He'll bow to anyone who goes there."

Everyone looked in the direction she pointed. Nineteen was dressed in a black and purple brocade robe with a sword hanging at his waist. He was holding a horse in one hand and carrying Jiang Qiqi's bundle in the other.

Just standing there, they're soldiers.

Only this blind young lady would say that he is a doorman.

To prove her guess was correct, Cui Ling simply pulled Jiang Qiqi to Nineteen's side.

"I can do it too."

A large group of people suddenly arrived.

nineteen:"?"

Although Cui Ling was very arrogant and domineering in front of Jiang Qiqi and the others, she restrained herself a lot when facing Shijiu.

"My lord." She curtsied, a faint blush creeping onto her face.

"I am Cui Ling, daughter of the Prefect of Longcheng. I wish to see the General Zhenguo. Please grant me this favor."

Nineteen glanced at her.

Cui Ling appeared respectful, but her eyes were filled with barely concealed smugness: "See? If I revealed my identity, even the people around the general would have to look up to me."

I, Cui Ling, am the only one qualified to enter this mansion.

Nineteen: "No."

......

A crack appeared in Cui Ling's smile: "What did you say?"

"The general will not see anyone today."

Cui Ling pointed at Jiang Qiqi in disbelief: "She can get in?"

Nineteen nodded.

Cui Ling pointed to herself again: "I can't do it?"

Nineteen nodded.

"You doorman, you're so prejudiced! Listen to me!" Rejected in front of everyone, she could no longer maintain her smile and pointed at herself.

"My father is the Prefect of Longcheng, how dare you refuse me?"

Nineteen frowned slightly: Where did this crazy woman come from?

He wanted to have them thrown away immediately, but his wife seemed to be watching with great interest...

The madwoman continued to howl: "You doorman, how dare you refuse me? Do you know that my father can kill you without a burial place with the flick of his finger?"

"Pfft." Jiang Qiqi couldn't help but laugh.

Nineteen's expression—three parts shock, three parts doubt, three parts speechlessness, and one part restraint—was absolutely hilarious!

"I'm sorry," she apologized earnestly, but only to Nineteen, "I'll treat this as a work injury."

"I never knew the Prefect of Longcheng was so powerful, able to kill me with a flick of his finger." Nineteen coldly stared at the madman opposite him.

"General?" Cui Ling caught a crucial piece of information in a moment of madness. "What kind of general are you?"

Just as he finished speaking, a group of guards ran out of the gate. When they passed by the crowd, they saw Nineteen and stopped to salute.

"Greetings, General Tiger Might!!!"

Nineteen waved his hand, and the group of people left again.

Tiger Might General? A Tiger Might General of the Imperial Court, a third-rank official?

Cui Ling's vision went black for a moment, but luckily her maid caught her in time, preventing her from collapsing.

Her voice trembled as she asked, "You're not the doorman?"

To this, Nineteen replied, "Heh."

But if he is General Huwei, why would he bow to a village girl?

Cui Ling slowly turned her head, and only then did she begin to seriously examine the so-called "lowly people" she had mentioned.

Could it be that she...

Cui Ling's eyes rolled back and she was about to faint.

Jiang Qiqi didn't give her that chance and slapped her across the face.

"Ouch, that hurts." Next time there's this kind of work, Lin'er will definitely have to do it again.

Jiang Qiqi rubbed her aching hand and said without changing her expression, "Miss Cui suddenly rolled her eyes just now, as if she was possessed by something unclean. Luckily, I reacted quickly and slapped her away."

"You!" Cui Ling covered her face and was about to curse when she saw Nineteen's dangerous gaze beside her, as if warning her: You dare to say a word?

"Kneel down and apologize," Jiang Qiqi said.

She hadn't forgotten that bet.

Cui Ling looked at the group of girls, then at Jiang Qiqi, and finally at Nineteen.

She gritted her teeth and bowed to the girl she had kicked down: "Sorry."

Kneeling is out of the question; apologizing is already the biggest concession she's made.

"It's alright, it's alright." The girl waved her hand hurriedly and went to help Cui Ling.

Cui Ling was about to get up when—

"Ouch!"

A sudden sharp pain shot through her leg, causing her to bend her knee and fall to her knees with a thud. Her knee struck a sharp pebble, and blood immediately began to flow.

"That's right." Jiang Qiqi glanced at Nineteen beside her and nodded in satisfaction.

The latter nodded slightly, put away the pebble in his hand, and remained silent.

He's not twelve; he has that much insight.

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Inside the room, Shen Luo was planning their next move.

Cui Zhi still knows nothing about the capture of Liyuan County, but he should have already become suspicious.

Shen Luo wanted him to become suspicious and then discover that Li Yuan had been taken advantage of.

As the stronghold of the rebels, Cui Zhi held onto Liyuan because he wanted to have leverage to negotiate with the rebels.

He'll definitely be anxious once he realizes his capital is gone.

It was expected that there would be no news of the rebel leader on Twelve's side, which is why he changed course to Liyuan County early on and laid out this plan.

If they can't find the leader, let Cui Zhi lead them to him; they just need to keep an eye on him.

Besides this, there are many other things to arrange...

While I was thinking, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

"Knock knock knock".

"Go in." Shen Luo closed the map, pinched his brow, and slowly looked at his dry eyes.

The sound of a door opening followed.

"Shen Luo!" A crisp voice entered his ears.

Just like in his dreams every night.