If Li Changlong hadn't mentioned it, she would have almost forgotten about it.

In my past life's memories, there were many junior brothers and sisters on Mount Emei. These people were all orphans who were taken in and raised by their master, who taught them many skills.

The idea of ​​a family gathering together to celebrate a birthday was something she had never experienced before.

Since you haven't experienced it, you naturally won't feel disappointed or lost.

Just treat it as an ordinary day, and suddenly you've grown a year older.

"Second brother, it's just a birthday celebration. I can always celebrate it again when I come back during my next day off."

After thinking for a moment, Lu Qiqi could only offer Li Changlong this comforting advice.

She was a little confused. It was her own birthday, so why did she have to comfort Li Changlong?

After saying this, she couldn't help but laugh at herself.

The others in the room, seeing her smile inexplicably, assumed she was feigning composure to hide her sadness from them.

The three of them felt a pang of sadness, and felt even more heartache for Lu Qiqi's understanding nature.

After finishing their meal and resting for a while, the two mounted their horses and headed back to the military camp once Li Changlong led the horses out again.

An Yi often carried out his duties with his token. When he encountered soldiers patrolling the curfew, he only needed to take out his token to be allowed to pass.

Lu Qiqi looked at the gold medal in his hand and felt a pang of envy.

If only she had this token, she could freely enter and leave the military camp, and occasionally dine at the Yuelai Inn, which would be a very pleasant thing.

As they approached the military camp, their horses gradually slowed down.

Lu Qiqi suddenly remembered that Song Yanqing had once given her a jade pendant.

According to Song Yanqing, one could use the jade pendant to withdraw money from the cloth shop.

She could withdraw five hundred taels of silver at once. Although she had never used it, she figured Song Yanqing wouldn't lie to her.

With that thought in mind, Lu Qiqi manipulated the space with her mind.

Then he pretended to take out a jade pendant from his person. It was so dark that even if he took it out directly from his spatial storage, An Yi probably wouldn't be able to see it.

Lu Qiqi shook the jade pendant in her hand and said, "An Yi, what else can your young master do with this jade pendant besides paying for it at the cloth shop?"

Even with a sharp eye, An Yi couldn't make out the pattern on the jade pendant in the pitch-black night.

So Lu Qiqi reached out and handed the jade pendant to An Yi for inspection.

An Yi touched the patterns on the jade pendant and suddenly looked up at Lu Qiqi.

Lu Qiqi was startled by his sudden action and tentatively asked, "Is there something wrong?"

inappropriate!

This is very inappropriate!

But An Yi dared not say it.

This jade pendant represents the identity of the Crown Prince of Libei. Holding it not only allows one to withdraw money at the cloth shop, but even the twenty secret guards must obey its orders upon seeing it.

An Yi never expected that the young master would actually give the jade pendant to Lu Qiqi.

After the initial shock, An Yi felt extremely fortunate that he hadn't dined with Lu Qiqi today.

Sitting at the same table as the Crown Prince's wife, he must be tired of living.

Therefore, An Yi pretended to examine the jade pendant carefully.

Then, he respectfully handed it back to Lu Qiqi with both hands.

He said, "If the village head wants to know the function of this jade pendant, he might as well ask the young master himself."

Lu Qiqi assumed An Yi was unaware, so she listlessly put the jade pendant back and played with it in her hand for a moment.

Of course, she couldn't take the jade pendant to Song Yanqing and ask if possessing it granted her the privilege of freely entering and leaving the military camp.

Lu Qiqi put the jade pendant back into her spatial storage, and the two of them quickly rode their horses to the outside of the military camp.

Looking at the military camp, which was now several times brighter than before, Lu Qiqi and An Yi exchanged a glance.

The two quickly dismounted, secretly took out their tokens, and after the soldiers let them pass, they immediately headed towards the center of the military camp.

During this time, An Yi called out to one of the patrol leaders.

It just so happens to be a centurion.

According to the centurion, the Tatars launched a sudden attack at the East Gate at Shenshi (3-5 PM). General Wu, the commander of the South Gate, was wounded and bedridden, so the Crown Prince of Libei led his troops to provide support.

Counting the time, six hours have already passed.

Upon hearing that Song Yanqing had led troops to provide reinforcements, Lu Qiqi immediately asked, "How is the battle going?"

The centurion said, "The Tatars launched a sudden and fierce attack, and although they outnumbered us, their power seemed overwhelming."

When the prince arrived with his men, they showed no interest in fighting and quickly withdrew from the battlefield.

The centurion's words made Lu Qiqi fall into deep thought.

The Tatars had just fought a bloody battle with the soldiers of the Great Jin Dynasty a few days ago.

Now that the Jin soldiers are wounded everywhere, the Tatars must be in no better shape.

Besides, the Tatars are not as vast and resource-rich as the Central Plains, so medicine must be in short supply.

With so many wounded soldiers needing medical treatment, it's simply impossible to launch an attack in a short time, especially in this way.

However, she had never experienced war and had no combat experience.

Even if he had read some military books from later generations, what he knew was nothing more than theoretical knowledge.

Therefore, there were no effective ideas or opinions.

Has the Crown Prince returned to camp?

After listening to the centurion's words, An Yi asked.

Not yet.

As soon as the centurion finished speaking, An Yi bowed to Lu Qiqi and said, "Princess, may the centurion escort you back to camp?"

Lu Qiqi knew that An Yi was going to find Song Yanqing, so she did not stop him. She said, "Go ahead."

Having received the order, An Yi handed a horse rein to the centurion, took a few steps with his horse, mounted it, and galloped out of the camp.

Lu Qiqi watched An Yi's figure disappear into the darkness, knowing that swords and spears have no eyes on the battlefield.

Thinking of General Wu, who was lying in a hospital bed unable to get up, one can understand the cruelty of the battlefield.

She only hoped that Song Yanqing could protect himself and return safely.

The centurion escorted her back to the tent arranged by Song Yanqing, then led his horse away.

She lifted the curtain, took out a tinderbox, and, after vaguely discerning the direction, found the oil lamp on the table and lit it.

Once the oil lamp was lit, a yellow light shone into the tent.

The furnishings inside the tent surprised Lu Qiqi greatly.

The large wooden bed was covered with a thick brocade quilt, and a tiger skin that took up half of the bed looked out of place with the light purple embroidered brocade quilt.

Next to the large bed was a gold-threaded five-drawer chest and two black wooden boxes.

The dressing table and bronze mirror were complete, and there was even a wooden screen carved with plum blossoms, orchids, bamboo and chrysanthemums.

Goodness, this is practically a deluxe version of a camp.

Compared to this, the tent she slept in last night could only be described as bare.

After going around the screen, Lu Qiqi discovered that there was actually a wooden barrel hidden behind it.

We have to say, this arrangement is just too perfect, too meticulous.

However, she liked it very much.

As he pondered this, Wangcai walked in from outside the tent at some point and circled around Lu Qiqi's feet.

The military camp is currently in a turbulent period, and to prevent Wangcai from running amok again, she put Wangcai directly into her spatial storage and sent him to keep Xiaoye company.

Lu Qiqi went into her spatial dimension and took a refreshing bath.

After leaving the space, she lay down on the soft bed, fully clothed.

She stared wide-eyed at the tent roof, her thoughts drifting to the south of the city.

I wonder what the situation is like at the East Gate?

The Tatars provoked us and then ran away. What was their plan?