The female general was reborn in the enemy's house? They all die!

Rong Sheng endured the suffocating strong wind around him and stared at the bottomless valley below with his mouth wide open.

After a moment, she couldn't help but feel a splitting headache.

This Wanjing Mountain really seems to be a monster illusion——

Its shape is strange, unlike ordinary mountains, which only have front and back sides.

On the contrary, the mountain has countless edges and corners from top to bottom, making it difficult to tell how many sides it has.

Rong Sheng clearly remembered that last night, when the guards of the Marquis' Mansion climbed up, there was a flat road at the bottom of the mountain.

On the side where the military camp was stationed, there seemed to be a winding river at the foot of the mountain.

The river was like a swimming dragon, winding its way through most of the bottom of the mountain.

Thinking of this, she continued to pass Qi to Song Xuanlin through her Dantian, while closing her eyes and quickly recalling the route she and Song Xuanlin had just taken.

At that time, he and Song Xuanlin were halfway up the mountain, and below them was a valley with gullies and ravines.

Then Song Xuanlin carried himself and walked diagonally through the woods to the top of another mountain.

In other words, there is a 50% chance that there is a river under their feet on the side of the cliff where they fell.

This cliff is one of the highest points of Wanjing Mountain. If the bottom of the mountain were flat, you would be smashed to pieces if you fell down.

But if God really has eyes, there is a river below.

Then Song Xuanlin and I might still have a glimmer of hope of survival.

But even if it was flat ground, Rong Sheng thought in his heart with great sadness,

You can also strike the ground with your palm as a buffer.

When he was about to fall to the ground, he used himself as a scapegoat for Song Xuanlin.

In this way, maybe there would be a chance to survive.

After making a quick plan, Rong Sheng's inner fear seemed to disappear all at once.

She increased the strength of her arms and hugged Song Xuanlin tightly.

Then calmly feel the weightlessness of falling rapidly.

A moment later, just as Rong Sheng's arms were becoming more and more sore.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of gurgling water coming from the valley below.

Is there really a river below? !

Rong Sheng's heart trembled suddenly, and he immediately became alert.

She immediately craned her neck, trying to see what was happening at the bottom of the mountain.

Just as she thought, at the foot of the mountain not far away from them, there was a winding river flowing happily.

"thump--"

The next second, Rong Sheng took Song Xuanlin into the river as he wished.

However, this cliff is a hundred meters high.

Even before Rong Sheng fell into the water, he slapped the water surface to slow down his speed.

However, the moment he entered the water, he was hit on the head by the huge impact force and fainted.

The two of them sank beneath the water, and the valley soon returned to peace.

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The next morning, in the East Palace.

"Are you serious?!"

Song Xuanjing half-lay on the couch, staring at Li Yujing kneeling on the ground with wide eyes in disbelief: "Is Song Xuanlin really dead?"

"It is absolutely true, Your Highness."

Although Li Yujing was kneeling on the ground, his back was straight. He said confidently, "This time I invited General Batumu, who was once as skilled as Shen Yun in martial arts. Finally, I succeeded!"

"General Batumu told his subordinates last night that he saw Song Xuanlin spit out blood and then die. He then fell off a cliff in Wanjing Mountain."

"Falled?"

Song Xuanjing frowned slightly and looked at Li Yujing with some suspicion: "Since Song Xuanlin fell off the cliff, have you found his body?"

"Your Highness, you don't know," Li Yujing said in a low voice after thinking for a moment, "The killing move that the master of the Red Dan Nation used at that time was the secret method of the Black Demon Clan. Anyone who is attacked by this secret method will die in the end, no matter how high their martial arts skills are."

"The King was thrown into the air by the secret technique and had no chance of survival. He then fell into the valley of Wanjing Mountain and was torn to pieces." Li Yujing said with a very confident expression, "I dare to guarantee with my own head that the King will definitely die without a burial place."

"it is good!"

After listening to Li Yujing's words and seeing the unprecedented confidence on his face, Song Xuanjing suddenly knocked on the bed excitedly.

Then he jumped up from the bed and started dancing, which was uncharacteristic of him.

"Haha, once Song Xuanlin dies, this prince will no longer have any worries!"

Song Xuanjing clearly felt a comfort in his chest that he had never felt before, and even felt that the migraine he had suffered in the past two days had mostly improved.

Li Yujing raised her eyes slightly and looked at Song Xuanjing who was jumping for joy like a child, her eyes full of surprise.

He had never seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince so happy before...

As if noticing Li Yujing's surprised look, Song Xuanjing stopped dancing his hands and feet and coughed twice in embarrassment.

Then, he put away his excitement, motioned Li Yujing to stand up and said, "But it is all thanks to Lord Li's hard work that this prince was able to get what he wanted."

After he finished speaking, he winked at the young eunuch beside him.

The young eunuch understood what he meant and immediately took out a heavy tray from the cabinet behind him. He then respectfully placed the tray in front of Li Yujing.

"I have seen all the hard work that Lord Li has put in these days."

Song Xuanjing's tone gradually returned to calm: "This prince has always been clear about rewards and punishments. Please keep these gold and silver items. I hope you can do a better job for the East Palace in the future."

After hearing what the prince said, Li Yujing dared to raise his head.

But when he saw the priceless gold, silver and jewelry on the tray, his eyes suddenly lit up.

All these treasures are enough to buy a three-story house next to the imperial palace. This prince really spends money like water.

Li Yujing sighed excitedly in his heart, and then he suppressed his inner joy, bowed his head and said: "Thank you, Your Highness, this is what I should do!"

"Be flat."

Song Xuanjing sat back on the bed, as if he suddenly remembered something. His face darkened and he said, "However, it's less than half a month before my father's birthday. By then, except for my mother, all the other concubines will go to Yanhuan Mountain."

Thinking of this, his eyes became darker. "That Concubine Wei has been suffering from a heart disease for a long time, but she still finds ways to please my father and doesn't take my mother seriously at all. My mother is always ignored by my father because of this bitch, and now she is depressed every day."

As he spoke, he clenched his fist unconsciously: "In the past few days, Concubine Wei went to Fu'en Temple again, saying that she would eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures in the temple for the next half month to pray for the emperor's upcoming birthday. When the emperor knew about it, he was very pleased and gave her a seven-tailed phoenix hairpin."

"This seven-tailed phoenix hairpin can only be worn by a noble concubine. Doesn't your father intend to make Concubine Wei a noble concubine?"

"Snapped--"

Song Xuanjing became more and more angry as he spoke, and threw the teacup beside him: "The Wei family has won many military exploits in recent years, and Wei Xun has a high reputation in the court. If Concubine Wei really becomes a noble concubine in the future, then the court will become the world of the Wei family!"