"Master Li, how are you? Where are you hurt?"
This man named "Master Li" was clearly the distinguished guest who came with the county magistrate. Someone who could make the county magistrate and the two master craftsmen from Jixia Academy nervous and anxious must be no ordinary person.
Zheng Quchi had already released the man. Although she risked her life to save him, no one cared. Fortunately, she was unharmed and painless. Before attracting anyone's attention, she quietly slipped out of the crowd.
The man named "Master Li" had injured his head. After a check-up, it was found that apart from some abrasions, there were no other serious injuries. After he lost consciousness, he was carried away.
Zheng Quchi had already been dragged away by Shan Bian.
Why did you run to save him? It was so dangerous! Do you even know him?
Zheng Quchi shook his head: "I don't know him..."
"What...what happened to your hand?" Shan Bian suddenly asked in surprise.
He pulled up her arm, then let go, and it drooped down limply, as if it were broken.
"I guess I used too much force just now, and now that I'm relaxed, my hands are weak and I can't exert any strength." She smiled wryly.
"Are you an idiot? For someone who has nothing to do with you!" Shan Bian was so angry that he was speechless.
Zheng Quchi rolled his eyes at him: "If it happened again, I'm not sure I'd have the courage to risk my life to save someone. Besides, I'm not that stupid to do this for a complete stranger. I just thought..."
Before she could finish speaking, a group of burly and imposing soldiers walked over from the small slope. Their uniforms were different from those of the local soldiers; they wore armor and helmets, and their demeanor was cold and stern, like galloping leopards.
The county magistrate and his men had already gone to the shantytown to treat patients with the man called "Master Li." The scene was still chaotic, but now only a few burly soldiers were in charge.
However, when they encountered the army, especially the regular troops stationed at the border, they all seemed somewhat timid and dared not get too close.
"May I ask if you gentlemen are under the command of General Yuwen?"
The commander ignored their questions. He glanced around sharply and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Sang Xuanqing?"
Sang Xuanqing? Who is that?
The soldiers were stunned and looked at each other, not knowing who they were looking for. After all, there were at least several thousand craftsmen who built the city wall, and it was impossible to remember their names.
Just as they were wondering, a small black hand rose up from behind the crowd.
"I am here."
Zheng Quchi squeezed out from behind the tall crowd. She recognized the military armor these people were wearing and also remembered who the leader of the troops was.
The commander glanced at her briefly, clearly recognizing her appearance, and without further ado, said, "Come with me."
Zheng Quchi asked, "Where to?"
Although the commander was expressionless and looked fierce, he still answered every question: "General Yuwen wants to see you. Come with us to the camp."
Yuwen Sheng wanted to see her?
Zheng Quchi's face immediately turned pale: "..."
Was it that sudden?
She had just experienced a life-or-death race, and before she could even catch her breath, she was immediately put to face another life-or-death test?
Dan Bian, who was behind him, was stunned for a moment, and then, after reacting, he clenched his fist excitedly.
Oh, he got it!
He finally understood the ruler's plan.
Ruler, well done.
She deliberately acts this way, standing out whenever an incident occurs, and helping others.
Look, she made a name for herself and successfully infiltrated Yuwen Sheng's camp.
As long as they keep creating opportunities to get close to Yuwen Sheng, they'll have no trouble finding a suitable opportunity to complete their assassination mission.
Zheng Quchi caught a glimpse of Shan Bian winking at her out of the corner of her eye, looking incredibly lewd.
"Go, on the mission."
He mouthed a reminder to her.
Zheng Quchi calmly turned his gaze away.
But inside, he was cursing.
Dan Bian told her to wait and see. Once she'd done well for Yuwen Sheng, she'd report him without hesitation, send him to jail, and make him constantly think about betraying his teammates.
——
This time, when they went to the camp at Changxunpo, they didn't let Zheng Quchi walk, but instead chose to ride a horse.
But she couldn't ride a horse, so in the end, she had to be led by a cold-faced officer.
On the way, she originally wanted to exchange a few pleasantries with him and try to get some information out of him. Although this cold-faced officer seemed unapproachable, she found that it was all just a facade; he was actually quite easy to talk to.
But once this horse starts galloping, she's guaranteed to be filled with a bellyful of stench the moment she opens her mouth.
The other party clearly didn't want her to speak, and immediately sped off, completely disregarding her life or death.
After arriving at the camp, Zheng Quchi was no longer dizzy and vomited, but her delicate buttocks were almost shaken into four pieces.
She wanted to rub her sore buttocks, but she was too embarrassed in front of so many men, so she could only grit her teeth and bear it.
Let's go.
After handing the horse over to the guards, Wang Zebang urged her to enter the camp.
She started walking slowly, her legs stiff and her posture somewhat unnatural.
"Take care!"
Zheng Quchi replied, "I also want to walk properly, but my legs hurt."
Wang Zebang was stunned for a moment.
He said impatiently, "A man shouldn't be so pretentious!"
"It really hurts." She pulled up her trouser leg, revealing two legs that were also painted black, with red, swollen, and bruised areas around the knees, from which blood was seeping out.
I guess it was from when I fell down earlier. I didn't feel much pain at the time, but now it hurts so much that I can hardly walk.
It does look quite miserable.
Wang Zebang's pupils constricted, and he remained silent for a moment.
"When you saved people, didn't you think they wouldn't be grateful to you at all? You didn't even ask if you were injured." He spoke again, but his tone carried a hint of dissatisfaction directed at someone unknown.
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