"I didn't do it, General, Your Highness the Ninth Prince, I'm innocent!" A soldier was thrown to the ground, tied up, and struggled to defend himself. "I really was innocent!"

"I've been in the army since I was fifteen. I'm just an ordinary patrolman. I've never made a mistake in all these years. How could I be a spy?"

"General! General, please believe me!"

"I'm so wronged!"

Hou Changfeng stood nearby, scratching his ears impatiently. "Unjust! I've heard this so many times that my ears are almost callused."

"Don't you know why this General arrested you?"

"It rained heavily last night, and water entered the low-lying tent. This was discovered by the others in your tent when they were moving things. What excuses do you have?"

As he spoke, Hou Changfeng grabbed the bundle on the table, opened it, and threw it in front of him.

There aren't many things in total.

A pure black nightgown, a purse, and a small mailbox.

Seeing these things, the people on the ground suddenly collapsed and closed their eyes in pain.

He knew that this time the evidence was conclusive.

It was because the letter in the mailbox with the special pattern was the one he had just sent today, but he didn't expect it to be intercepted...

It was not difficult to pry open the soldier's mouth. After interrogating him, they got some new information. Xiao Yunze and Hou Changfeng walked out of the tent, intending to interrogate Wu Yu again.

Thinking of Hou Changfeng's words on the way, Xiao Yunze was a little curious, "The water was high last night, but it seems that the tents were not flooded. How did you..."

"Heh." Hou Changfeng said with a bit of pride, "Aze, you're not as smart as me in this regard."

"The letterbox didn't contain any information written by him at all. It was just a blank piece of paper."

"The entire army is under martial law, but my people saw him coming out of Fenzhou City. There must be something fishy going on. Actually, I don't have any substantial evidence." Hou Changfeng sighed. "This is so shocking. Why would they choose such an idiot as an undercover agent?"

Xiao Yunze: "......"

In some ways, he really admired Hou Changfeng.

After a few steps, they arrived at the place where Wu Yu was imprisoned.

As they approached the tent, Xiao Yunze paused. "Why were you squatting in the corner last night? You seemed to be worried. Were you really thinking about a battle plan?"

Hou Changfeng froze after hearing his question.

The scene of giving Wu Yu artificial respiration yesterday kept flashing through my mind, and a sour feeling rose in my throat.

Hou Changfeng moved his lips twice, but finally couldn't hold it in anymore, so he ran to the tree next to him and vomited loudly.

Xiao Yunze was left alone standing in front of the tent, lost in thought.

What exactly happened last night?

Why do I vomit when I mention it...

-

Midnight, roadside.

Zhuque was holding up his cell phone to provide light while Song Tingwan was refueling the car.

"Lady Goddess, is this how this mount runs?"

It was almost done. Song Tingwan closed the oil drum and said, "Of course."

Suddenly remembering Xiao Yunze's idea of ​​building a fleet, Song Tingwan asked again, "Are you interested in driving?"

Seeing Zhuque staring at him in confusion, Song Tingwan explained, "Do you want to learn how to drive this car?"

Zhuque's eyes suddenly widened as big as copper bells!

"Lady Goddess! Are you saying this? Can I ride this mount, too? Like you?"

"Get in the car first." Song Tingwan packed up his things and walked towards the car carrying the oil barrel.

Zhuque got in the car and fastened his seatbelt much faster than usual. Once he was firmly seated, he couldn't wait to speak, "Goddess, can I really drive a Wuling?"

"Hmm." Song Tingwan started the car. "You can drive a Wuling, but it doesn't have to be this one. Watch me carefully along the way. I'll explain the theory first. If you don't understand something, just ask me."

Zhuque nodded vigorously, "I will study hard!"

Zhuque's heart is flying at this moment!

A mount like Wuling that can both carry cargo and run fast, oh no, cars, the goddess actually has more than one!

There are actually many Wulings!

She is worthy of being called the Goddess!

So awesome!

More importantly, the goddess actually wants to teach him how to drive!

Thinking that one day he would be able to drive a Wuling to visit Baihu and the others, he lost all sleepiness!

-

It was already noon the next day when Song Tingwan got home.

After driving all night, I feel sore and exhausted all over.

Song Tingwan took a hot bath, dried her hair, and went to sleep on the bed.

I didn't fall asleep for long before I was woken up by a series of message alerts.

Song Tingwan took out his cell phone and felt his head hurt as if it was about to explode.

I haven't used my phone for a few days and forgot to turn on Do Not Disturb...

Open WeChat, there are 99+ messages.

Uncle Sun sent the most messages, and it was his constant messaging that woke her up just now.

Song Ting went in later and looked around.

Good guy, he was actually pleading for Sun Xinyuan, asking her not to sue Sun Xinyuan...

Song Tingwan had a splitting headache and didn't read the content carefully. He opened the keyboard and started typing:

Uncle Sun, you feel sorry for Sun Xinyuan, a girl from a poor family, and you want to persuade me not to make a fuss about it.

But did the Song family tell you why I did this?

Sun Xinyuan hired someone to kill me in the middle of the night! I almost died.

Okay, slide out, next one.

The second person who sent the most messages was Ye Ranran.

Song Tingwan read it carefully and even found Lu Zhou in a picture.

She's only been gone a few days, right?

Lu Zhou succeeded in pursuing his wife so quickly?

Song Tingwan opened the keyboard again:

Tell me the truth, during the days I was away, how did Lu Zhou win the heart of our beautiful lady Ye?

Okay, slide out and move on to the next one.

Song Tingwan was a little surprised to see the red number "19" behind the chat box with the note "Fang Shijie".

Did something happen to "Mo Se Sheng Xiang"? Why did he send her nineteen messages?

She and Fang Shijie don’t usually send messages to each other.

Song Tingwan bit her lower lip, opened the dialog box with Fang Shijie, and read it quickly.

!!!

The nineteen messages were quickly scrolled through.

The more Song Tingwan looked, the more surprised she became. Her heart was pounding, and her mood instantly improved by a hundred degrees.

My head doesn’t hurt as much anymore!

Song Tingwan's eyes fixed on the words on the screen:

Andy said he wanted all of them and the deposit had already been transferred to the company's account.

Song Tingwan suddenly felt refreshed and could even stay up all night.

I placed a big order right after I came back!

Good omen.

Song Tingwan replied to him, "I'll talk to you later," then lay down on the bed, changed into a comfortable position, and started checking other messages.

Click on each one, read it, and reply.

Even text messages have many messages.

After a quick look, they were all Song Jia and his friends.

Really free...

Not long after, Song Tingwan cleared all the red dots.

Lying in bed with my mind empty, I felt like an emperor reviewing memorials...

It's still very efficient.