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The story begins three days ago.

Yang Chaoxue couldn't kill her so she wanted to torture her, but Chen Zhao, the leader of the rebels who captured Qingzhou, disagreed with her abusing Song Jin.

To him, Song Jin is a chess piece in his hand. If the chess piece becomes useless, he can still use it for negotiation.

He didn't believe what Yang Chaoxue said.

Su Liwang's party was considered a rebel party, and cooperating with them would do more harm than good.

If they did not need the Seventh Prince to make a comeback, a mere young lady from a noble family would not be enough to negotiate with him.

So Song Jin was locked up and ate and drank a lot of her food, but Yang Chaoxue wanted to torture her and bribed the people here to deliberately cut off her food every now and then.

"Look, why is that girl not moving at all? Is she starving to death?"

One of the guards on duty worriedly said.

"I think it's a good show. Although we took Miss Yang's money, we didn't really starve her. She won't die!"

This was what happened in her previous life. The guards who guarded her were bribed by Yang Chaoxue and tortured her to a point where her life was worse than death.

But this time, thanks to Chen Zhao's intervention, she did not repeat the mistakes of her previous life.

Fortunately, the people of Qingzhou are still alive, and the entire Song family is also alive.

She was whipped last night. The people whipped her in places that couldn't be seen. It was painful and stinging.

“Ahem!”

Song Jin struggled to get up, glanced at the guards who were whispering, and just as he was about to say something, a fishy-sweet taste suddenly surged in his throat.

She immediately lowered her head, covered her mouth and started coughing.

The movement attracted attention from that side.

Song Jin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and raised his eyes coldly: "I want to see your leader."

"Ha!" The two laughed at the same time, "You want to see our leader? Do you really think you're someone important?"

Song Jin was unmoved: "You have deliberately whipped me these past few days. Tell me, if your leader knew about this, would he punish you? He has personally told us not to let us die. I have plenty of opportunities to report you to him."

"What a joke! Do you think we were brought up in fear?"

"I'm not threatening you." Song Jin panted and leaned against the wall. He took a deep breath and continued, "I want to see your leader. I just have something to tell him. I don't mean to sue you. But if you don't help me, I can't guarantee that I won't tell you..."

The two looked at each other in silence.

It seemed as if everyone was weighing the truth of her words.

But whether it is true or not, the former is beneficial to them, while the latter is extremely harmful.

I accepted Yang Chaoxue's money out of greed at the time, and it's no use regretting it. Now...

"Okay, we can help you, but Miss Song, you must keep your word, otherwise my two brothers will help you even if we die."

Song Jin curled his lips, "I, Song Jin, never hit myself in the face when I speak."

A quarter of an hour later.

Chen Zhao walked into the cell with a murderous look on his face.

His eyes dismissed the guards on both sides.

The guard glanced at Song Jin secretly.

"Ms. Song, I heard you wanted to see me?"

"nice."

The cell was opened, and Chen Zhao walked in openly without closing the door, as if he was not worried at all that she would run away.

Song Jin glanced at the open door calmly.

"Captain Chen, you captured Qingzhou. I guess you made some kind of deal with Yang Chaoxue, right?"

Chen Zhao said nothing.

Song Jin continued to talk to himself, "To be honest, Yang Chaoxue and I have a grudge. She is determined to kill me. I am afraid there are many things she has not explained to you clearly."

"You probably don't know yet, but Xu Nanheng, the seventh prince of Sheng'an, is leading his army to Qingzhou to suppress the rebels. You are instigated by Yang Chaoxue to capture Qingzhou. In fact, you are making wedding clothes for Xu Nanheng and giving him a merit for ascending the throne."

"You may not believe me, but wait and see whether Sheng An's army will show up at the city gate in three days."

After finishing this long speech, Song Jin was exhausted both physically and mentally.

The wounds on my body are aching slightly.

She took a deep breath and raised her eyes to meet Chen Zhao's deep eyes.

Chen Zhao was a veteran of the battlefield, and her little tricks could never buy him off, but since Song Jin didn't say it, there was no need for him to say it.

As for what she said, Chen Zhao had thought about it.

He was ordered to capture Qingzhou. At first, he said he would use people from Qingzhou and Sheng'an to negotiate, but he didn't expect that he would end up doing something that helped others.

He had already told the adults that Yang Chaoxue was not a person to be fully trusted.

"What do you want to gain by saying this?"

Chen Zhao finally gave in.

Song Jin felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders, and his lips slowly curled up.

The few rays of light that shone through the small iron window fell on the gray little face, forming a dividing line between black and white.

The almond-shaped eyes illuminated by the light sparkled with brilliance.

"I know you want to take me as a hostage, but the one who came is Xu Nanheng, and Yang Chaoxue is his childhood sweetheart. Wouldn't it be better to use her as a threat?"

Yang Chaoxue wanted her to die, so she had to have a back cushion.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

In the dark cell, Chen Zhao laughed without warning, shaking his head while looking at her, and said, "Ms. Song has such a vicious heart. She wants to pull a cushion even if she dies."

The pale lips were stained a little red because of the coughing up blood just now.

"Chief Chen also knows that she secretly bribed the people here to do this to me, so why should I be soft-hearted towards her?"

She believed Cui Huaiji would come to rescue her.

"Okay!" Chen Zhao stood up. "If Xu Nanheng really attacks Qingzhou, you and Yang Chaoxue will be my bargaining chips."

That's good.

In his previous life, he used her as a threat to force Xu Nanheng to shoot her to death with his own hands. This time, it was Yang Chaoxue's turn to taste it herself.

*

The wind on the city wall was so strong that it messed up Song Jin's black hair.

She sneered in her heart as she listened to Chen Zhao's choice between two options.

In Xu Nanheng's mind, Yang Chaoxue was still useful to him, and he couldn't let her die, because then she would be the only one to be sacrificed.

But how could Chen Zhao be a man who keeps his promise?

Xu Nanheng couldn't make a choice. He looked at the two people on the city wall from afar and fell into a painful struggle.

He loves Song Jin, but he can't give up the power behind Yang Chaoxue.

He needs the support of the Minister of Revenue.

"Since the Seventh Prince cannot make a choice, then retreat ten miles away. Otherwise, don't blame me if I lose their lives out of control."

"Your Highness—"

Some people tried to dissuade Xu Nanheng.

"Withdraw!"

Xu Nanheng turned his horse around, gave the military order, and left without hesitation.

The army hesitated for a few moments and then followed immediately.

The strong wind blinded me.

Song Jin, however, saw it clearly.

[You're two-timing. I thought you were really sincere to Yang Chaoxue, but that's all.]

The choice between the two prevents him from moving forward.

[Mianmei, protect yourself. I will sneak in and rescue you at night.]

【good.】

*

The stars and the moon are twinkling, and the insects are chirping.

The early summer night is a little cool.

Song Jin huddled in a corner, blowing air into his palms to keep warm.

It is midnight now and the people outside are fast asleep, so it's a good opportunity to sneak in.

Song Jin was counting something silently.

After ten calls, the person outside was indeed seen to be unconscious.

Two dark shadows appeared.

Cui Huaiji came in with a black hood, touched her cold little hand, and immediately felt distressed.

"My dear, I'm sorry for making you suffer."

Li Muyi was a step slower than him and kicked the two guards hard in the waist from behind, ensuring that they would be in great pain when they woke up tomorrow.

"Bah! How dare you bully Jin Jin? You are really sick of living, aren't you?"

"Uncle..."

Song Jin called him weakly.

But don't really kill anyone, otherwise you will be in trouble.

"Don't worry, you won't die." Li Muyi was still not satisfied and kicked him viciously a few times before stopping, "The injuries on your body..."

"It's okay. It doesn't hurt anymore."

It's just that the pain has become numb, it can still bear this little pain.

Song Jin held Mrs. Tang in his arms and asked, "Fuji, how many people did you bring with you?"

"They are a group of elites. If there are too many of them, they will be too big to be discovered. Li Muyi and I will release the imprisoned Qingzhou guards later. Now Anan is watching outside the city."

Yu Dingnan is here too?

Song Jin was slightly surprised, and then he said, "Xu Nanheng will definitely not stay outside the city for too long. He will definitely come again tomorrow. I'm afraid I will be shot to death by him then. Uncle, please arrange for someone to pick me up at the foot of the city. I won't let Xu Nanheng get his wish."

Want to kill her to reach a cooperation? Dream on!

Li Muyi exclaimed: "You want to jump off the city?"

Facing the two men's disapproving looks, Song Jin said firmly, "Yes! After I jump down, the situation in the city will be in chaos. Uncle, you take the opportunity to bring people up to kill them. Fu Ji and Anan will support them outside the city and kill them by surprise!"

Even if Xu Nanheng wanted to capture Qingzhou again, he would be charged with wasting the lives of the people of Qingzhou.

In her previous life, she died and everyone was immersed in the joy of being rescued, but now, there is no fire burning the sky and corpses strewn all over Qingzhou.

As long as Xu Nanheng shoots that arrow, she will make him suffer!

Cui Huaiji and Li Muyi were silent for a moment.

Li Muyi could sense that Song Jin's attitude towards Xu Nanheng was different. It was not the love between a man and a woman, but more like an enemy.

He didn't know the entanglement here, and compared to Cui Huaiji's thoughtful look, he was even more confused.

However, Song Jin's proposal is the best.

After a long while, they both nodded.

"good."

*

The next day, at dawn, birds flew by and a wisp of cloud floated leisurely in the sky.

The army stationed ten miles away suddenly moved.

When Chen Zhao heard the news, he did not panic and took the hostages to the city wall.

He looked out over the stationed army.

"Why, has the Seventh Prince figured out who to choose?"

Unexpectedly, the people below were indifferent and completely ignored him.

He tilted his head and said something to the person beside him, and saw the general brought a bow.

Xu Nanheng stretched out his arms and drew his bow with an expressionless face.

The arrow is on the string, ready to be shot.

It turned out to be two arrows!

"Brother Nanheng..."

Yang Chaoxue seemed to be frightened, her voice trembled, and tears fell like pearls. Her fair face formed a sharp contrast with Song Jin.

She cried so hard that her eyes were filled with tears.

"I don't know what's going on... Brother Nanheng, I'm so scared and my stomach hurts..."

Xu Nanheng froze slightly.

Yang Chaoxue was reminding him that she killed their child with her own hands for him.

That miscarriage left indelible damage to Yang Chaoxue's body.

Just hesitate for a few moments.

Xu Nanheng closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, they were cold, without a trace of emotion.

The arrow was aimed directly at the two of them.

Chen Zhao frowned: "Seventh Prince, do you want them all to die?!"

This is not what we planned!

Song Jin saw through this early in the morning, but she didn't expect him to be so ruthless that he actually wanted to kill them all.

This disaster should end now.

He glanced at Chen Zhao, who looked a little flustered.

Song Jin seized the opportunity, untied the rope on his hands, and kicked him in the knee with all his strength.

Before the guards rushed over, he turned around and jumped onto the wall.

The peony-red skirt flutters like a blooming peony.

Under everyone's gaze, Song Jin jumped down without hesitation!

A lung-shattering sound suddenly rang out.

"Jinjin——"