The night passed quickly, and morning arrived in the blink of an eye; the appointed time was approaching.
Although Zhong Muyu was rescued from the dream, Lu Ziyuan was still worried. In the end, she still had to save herself. How could anyone not be worried?
Chi Xuanzhu hadn't left yet. Seeing the worry on his face, she comforted him, "Don't worry, she's fine now. She'll be able to come see you soon."
"Easier said than done, how do you know?"
Chi Xuanzhu gave a meaningful smile: "I was the one who first connected with her consciousness and dreams. If anything happens to her, I will be the first to know."
Upon hearing this, Lu Ziyuan felt extremely displeased. Why was it that his wife's condition was not known to him, her husband, first, but to someone else?
Besides, he had already witnessed how free the dream world was. If these strange men could intrude into Zhong Muyu's dream, then... the consequences would be unimaginable!
Seeing that Lu Ziyuan's expression was getting worse, Chi Xuanzhu laughed and said, "Don't think nonsense. The dreams of the Spirit Clan exist for self-salvation and the pursuit of a higher spiritual realm. They won't do anything strange."
"I hope so, otherwise I will not let you off!"
Lu Ziyuan made a harsh statement, it seems he can't let Zhong Muyu have any contact with these strange people in the future. But even if they can't have contact in real life, what about in dreams?
What a hassle!
Lu Ziyuan tossed his hair. Since Su Zhirou could learn dream magic, why didn't he try to learn it too?
Lost in thought, Lu Ziyuan mounted his horse and arrived at the front of the battle formation, where Wu Zhao had already arrived as promised.
Upon seeing him arrive, Wu Zhao narrowed his eyes, like a wolf spotting its prey: "Your Highness, have you made up your mind?"
Lu Ziyuan couldn't discern anything from the other party's expression and attitude, but since he had received such a definite guarantee from Chi Xuanzhu, Lu Ziyuan was no longer so cautious and said coldly, "Of course."
"oh?"
"You will get nothing, neither Yuanqi's land nor my queen."
Wu Zhao's eyes turned cold: "Lu Ziyuan, you are far too arrogant."
"Because I know that Zhong Muyu is not in your hands at all."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Wu Zhao suddenly burst into wild laughter: "Are you dreaming? I know what you did last night, but you also know that even if she's sober, she's still in our hands. The Xi Rong army is heavily guarded. Do you think she can escape?"
Lu Ziyuan's eyes were resolute: "I believe her."
"Alright! Men, send a few people over as I instructed before, so that Princess Ling can have some fun!"
Wu Zhao instructed his guards, one of whom said, “Your Highness, it is said that the Princess Consort of Ling is as beautiful as a fairy, and her charm is completely different from that of our Xi Rong beauties. I am also eager to get close to her. I wonder if Your Highness would allow me?”
"Granted! Enjoy yourselves as you please. Since His Highness Prince Ling has exchanged his queen for border lands, we will not make things difficult for them in the spirit of fair trade."
For a moment, Wu Zhao's side was filled with laughter and cheers, while Lu Ziyuan's side clenched their fists in anger. Seeing that Lu Ziyuan did not make a move, some of them lowered their heads.
Chengfeng couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to rush over, but Zhiyu held his shoulder down: "Don't be impulsive."
"How could I not be angry when they humiliated the Princess like this! Your Highness, we must go and rescue the Princess!"
Chengfeng roared, and suddenly, some soldiers joined him in shouting. Gradually, everyone cried out, "Rescue the Princess!"
Lu Ziyuan raised his hand, signaling them to be quiet.
"Wu Zhao, no matter how convincing your act is, it's still fake. Zhong Muyu isn't with you at all; she's on her way back now. I won't let you get away with this fooling me and humiliating my queen."
"If you say it's false, then how can your words be considered true?"
Yes, Lu Ziyuan also lacked evidence. Due to Wu Zhao's preconceived notions, the morale of the Ling Army was unstable and they were no longer as high as the Ling Army.
Just as the stalemate was at hand, a sharp gunshot rang out from not far away.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw several soldiers stumbling towards the Wu Zhao camp: "Your Highness! A monster has broken through our defenses! It's covered in iron armor and moves very fast; we can't stop it!"
"Nonsense! How could there be a monster in broad daylight?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Ziyuan had a vague premonition, and sure enough, a familiar SUV sped toward them from not far away.
None of them had ever seen this thing before, and they were all in a panic.
The "monster" passed by the crowd and came to Lu Ziyuan. Emerging from it was the long-lost figure.
"I hope I'm not too late to come back."
Lu Ziyuan suppressed his excitement and looked at her intently: "You've come back just in time."
Their eyes met, and everything was understood without a word.
"The princess is alright!"
"Thank goodness! The princess is alright!"
"..."
A cheer erupted from the crowd, and Lu Ziyuan shouted, "The Xi Rong people's despicable behavior is utterly contemptible! All soldiers, listen to my command! Attack!"
Zhong Muyu's return unharmed greatly boosted morale, and the soldiers pounced on the enemy like hungry wolves.
Lu Ziyuan looked at Zhong Muyu again: "The battlefield is dangerous, you..."
"I've encountered plenty of danger along the way, but don't worry, I'll stay by your side and help you win this battle!"
Although she was physically and mentally exhausted from all the activity, Zhong Muyu was still full of energy. At this moment, she seemed to be infected by the atmosphere and her heart was filled with excitement!
On the other side, Wu Zhao was already panicked by this situation.
The strategist was in charge of the battle. With the two armies evenly matched in number, the Xi Rong army was already showing signs of defeat due to the difference in morale.
"Your Highness, the situation is dire, we must retreat!"
"You bastard!"
Wu Zhao punched the soldier who was reporting, his chest heaving with anger.
His bodyguard, Dillon, said, "Your Highness, the situation is unfavorable to us now. You must not act rashly."
"I understand, retreat."
Wu Zhao gritted his teeth and gave the order, while keeping a close eye on the other side.
Lu Ziyuan, Zhong Muyu, you just wait, this isn't over yet.
The Xi Rong army suffered repeated defeats until they retreated back to their own territory, and the battle ended in victory for Yuan Qi.
"cheers!"
As night fell, in the military camp, Zhong Muyu raised his wine bowl and clinked it loudly with the soldiers.
After all the chaos, this relaxation is all the more precious. At the victory banquet, everyone was in high spirits, and Lu Ziyuan had even lifted their restrictions from this period, so the sounds of drinking and playing drinking games filled the air.
Zhong Muyu poured Chi Xuanzhu a full glass of wine and smiled broadly: "Mr. Chi, I owe you a toast for saving me this time!"
"It's just a small favor. Even if I didn't help, Master Wen wouldn't sit idly by and wait to die."
"Speaking of this Master Wen, who exactly is he? And why has he sought me out time and again?"
Chi Xuanzhu put down his wine bowl and looked at her meaningfully: "He is one of the three chiefs of the Spirit Platform of the Spirit Clan. His purpose in finding you is to bring you back to the Spirit Clan."
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