When Ning Qing returned to the military camp, it was already the early morning hours of Yin Shi (3-5 AM).
The tense atmosphere in the military camp showed no signs of dissipating; instead, solemn faces were everywhere.
Ning Qing stopped in front of the brightly lit council tent.
He asked the soldiers guarding the tent.
"Is the general still inside?"
Soldier A replied.
"Yes, the general is inside discussing matters with the other officials."
Ning Qing, "Go and inform them that I want to become a general."
Soldier A hesitated for a moment, but then he thought of how the general and this man seemed to have a very good relationship and were often seen going out together.
So he nodded.
"Please wait a moment, I'll go in and report right away."
After speaking, he slowly walked into the council tent.
A moment later, Meng Zhengxi came out and stood in front of Ning Qing.
"What? Are you having trouble sleeping because of that drumming?"
He placed his hand on Ning Qing's shoulder.
"You go back first, I'll catch those annoying flies soon."
Ning Qing shook her head, curled her lips, and handed a wad of bed sheet to Meng Zhengxi.
"This is a gift for you. Open it and see if you like it."
The system in the space was so shocked by this scene that it was speechless. No, what normal person would give a human head as a gift?
Meng Zhengxi looked at the wad of sheets in his hand, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
A bed sheet? A gift?
Upon closer inspection, the sheet looked completely unfamiliar; it wasn't a sheet from a military camp.
Seeing that he didn't move, Ning Qing couldn't help but urge him on.
"Open it quickly, the gift is inside."
When Meng Zhengxi received Ning Qing's gift for the first time, a faint, deliberately suppressed smile appeared on his lips.
"Okay, I'll open it now."
As he spoke, under Ning Qing's expectant gaze, he pulled back the sheet, revealing... a human head.
Meng Zhengxi's eyes met the unseeing, lifeless eyes on the man's head.
When Meng Zhengxi saw that face clearly, a look of shock appeared in his eyes.
Isn't that Huang Feng from the Great Qing Kingdom? He simply can't forget that face.
The two had been fighting for many years, and each other's appearance was deeply etched in their minds. How could they possibly forget?
She gasped in surprise and looked up at Ning Qing, "Huang Feng?"
"Is this Huang Feng's head? Where did you get it from?"
He knew Ning Qing was skilled in martial arts, but he dared not even think of the possibility that Ning Qing had gone alone into the enemy camp and taken the head of their supreme commander from among thousands of soldiers.
Because that was just too difficult! As the saying goes, two fists can't beat four hands, let alone taking the head of their supreme commander in a camp of nearly 100,000 men.
Even someone as skilled in martial arts as myself wouldn't dare to do that!
So all he could think of was... maybe it was found? But was that even possible? Absolutely not.
Finding the head of an enemy general while out for a walk is nothing short of a fantasy.
But……
Meng Zhengxi's expression changed slightly, and his two gazes swept back and forth over Ning Qing.
He was wearing a black cloak that tightly covered his entire body.
With a sudden tightening in his heart, he quickly reached out and pulled off Ning Qing's black cloak.
A red women's dress, not quite fitting, was visible beneath the cloak.
Meng Zhengxi's pupils contracted slightly; the scene before him was simply too impactful for him.
He swallowed hard, noticing the gazes of the soldiers guarding the tents on both sides.
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