“Prince Zhan Yun, you…”
“Deputy General Liu, arrange for two infected soldiers to stay outside my tent,” Qian Jiyun instructed Deputy General Liu.
He walked past Prince Lei Ting and left without looking back.
Prince Lei Ting had nowhere to vent his anger and could only feel it caught in his throat.
Qian Jiyun! How can he make me lose face? I’m a member of the royal family! I’m Prince Lei Ting!
Arrange for the infected soldiers to come here? Didn’t he say that for me to hear? Does he think he can avoid my surveillance?
“Hmph! We’ll see!” He snorted and turned to leave.
After I subdue the 18 Stockaded Villages and deal with Qian Jiyun, the southern border will be under my control in the future!
After Prince Lei Ting left, another deputy general came forward to Qian Jiyun.
“Did you find anything?” Qian Jiyun asked him.
That person had hidden too well. They would not have been able to find him if Shen Yan and the other chiefs had not come again.
They could dig him out because he was in contact with Prince Lei Ting again.
“We followed your instructions and didn’t alert him. He doesn’t know we found him. What should we do next, General?”
“We’ll keep this person for now. He might be useful in the future,” Qian Jiyun instructed.
Who said there was no benefit in keeping the enemy’s spies alive? Making good use of this chess piece could have a miraculous effect!
After giving his instructions, he left the military camp to look for his wife.
I can’t figure out the deeper meaning behind why Shen Yan and the other chiefs came to look for Jiuyue suddenly. They’re clearly not here because of the two bamboo baskets of herbs.
She might have revealed her medical skills when she encountered their people. Maybe they think she can cure the epidemic disease.
But that’s just a guess. I’ll only know when I meet Jiuyue.
Er Ning sighed heavily after the three of them dismounted their horses.
He looked at Shen Yan. “Big Brother, we were too careless.”
He was too excited earlier and did not realize that important figures like them would not return to the military camp to meet An Jiuyue over two mere bamboo baskets of herbs.
They knew she was their Young Master, but others did not.
“Will Prince Zhan Yun suspect something?” Ai Qi asked worriedly.
“I don’t think so.” Shen Yan shook his head.
Who would have guessed An Jiuyue was the Young Master of the 18 Stockaded Villages?
Even if someone guessed correctly, no one would believe them if they said so, right?
After all, the 18 Stockaded Villages had a total of 180,000 troops—and that was a few years ago. They had been living in seclusion, and their military strength had far surpassed 180,000.
Who would believe that a young woman would lead such a massive force?
Even Prince Lei Ting would not believe it.
“We can’t rush things. The Young Master will come to us eventually.”
“Will the Young Master come?” Er Ning expressed his doubts.
Ai Qi shook his head, his expression grim. “I actually wish she wouldn’t come now.”