"Where did this shameless woman come from, daring to run wild in the military camp? Does she have a death wish?"
Seeing the spear about to strike Nangong Yu on the head, Luo Xue quickly raised her hand and gripped the spear a foot above Nangong Yu’s head. Frowning, she coldly shouted at the soldier, "How dare you!"
Seeing them resist on the other side, and especially that Luo Xue knew martial arts, a soldier immediately shouted, "Someone come quickly, capture the Meng slave’s spy..."
No sooner had the cry dropped than a dozen soldiers burst from the camp, spears in hand, thrusting them towards Luo Xue and Nangong Yu.
Nangong Yu turned pale with fright, rooted to the spot, not knowing what to do. At this critical juncture of life and death, Luo Xue, regardless of the risk of exposing her identity, resisted while yelling loudly, "Stop, this is Princess Zhao Yang, King Qin’s younger sister! How dare you lay hands on the princess? Do you want to die?"
At her shout, the soldiers couldn’t help but turn their gaze towards Nangong Yu. Even though she was worse for wear after over a month of arduous travel, her youth and naturally excellent foundation made her stunning appearance evident. She indeed resembled King Qin, particularly those enchanting eyes that were exactly like King Qin’s.
The soldiers’ movements froze; none dared act rashly. Even though this woman had not yet been cleared of suspicions of being a spy, perhaps she really was King Qin’s sister, Princess Zhao Yang!
Seeing that it was impossible to definitively identify the origin of the two women, a clever soldier dashed to the large tent where Cai Wei resided to report the situation.
At this moment, Cai Wei was with Chang Mei, planting Green Manzi Flowers in space, when she heard that a woman claiming to be Princess Zhao Yang had come seeking refuge. She was startled; how could Zhao Yang be here? But then she thought that Empress Mo, unwilling to let her daughter marry and face certain death, must have interfered halfway to save her own daughter.
Although Zhao Yang was saved, Empress Mo now had lost power and could no longer ensure her daughter’s safety in the capital, so she had no choice but to send her to Lingbei to seek refuge with Nangong Yi!
"Where are they now?"
"In response to the Royal Consort, they are outside the camp."
"Good, I’ll go and see."
Cai Wei left the tent with the soldier and, after walking for a while, saw the two women standing outside the camp from a distance—both were her old acquaintances: Princess Zhao Yang and Luo Xue!
Seeing Cai Wei, the soldiers saluted respectfully, exclaiming, "Greetings, Royal Consort!"
Cai Wei nodded and headed straight towards Luo Xue and Nangong Yi.
Nangong Yu and Luo Xue, seeing Cai Wei still alive, incredulously covered their mouths. It wasn’t until Cai Wei approached that the two suddenly realized.
"You, you, are you a human or a ghost?"
Nangong Yu couldn’t believe her eyes; so many had seen her taken away by a tiger, a beast as large as a hill. How could she possibly still be alive?
Cai Wei, arms crossed, laughed sarcastically and looked at her as if she were looking at a fool.
For someone who had once resorted to underhanded tactics to endanger her life, it was difficult for her to be genuinely friendly, even if that person was her beloved’s sister.
Before Nangong Yu could reply, Luo Xue quickly glanced at the ground.
It is said that ghosts do not cast shadows, and thus, when she saw the shadow cast by Cai Wei on the ground, she immediately believed she was a living person!
Still, how had she escaped from the tiger’s mouth? How had she arrived in Lingbei? And why was she claiming to be the Wife of King Qin? Even if King Qin favored her and granted her the title, she should have refused it, after all, neither the Emperor nor the Empress had acknowledged her, and she hadn’t even been entered into the Royal family tree credentials. What right did she have to call herself a royal consort?