The female general was reborn in the enemy's house? They all die!
Chapter 64 Dagger
Rong Sheng nodded and stared at the black iron dagger in front of him for a long time.
It was not until now that she suddenly remembered——
Yesterday, at the top of Wanjing Mountain, where the wind and clouds were rolling,
The weapon that Song Xuanlin used when he fought hard against the black magic cloud was the knife in front of him.
But the situation was critical at the time and she was really anxious.
He didn't even bother to see what Song Xuanlin took out.
At this moment, Song Xuanlin was leaning against the wall with his arms folded across his chest, his body relaxed, his eyes full of cunning.
He deliberately raised the dagger just now just to see Rong Sheng's reaction.
At this moment, he saw Rong Sheng standing there like a wooden stake, with a hint of temptation in his eyes.
"Why, is there something wrong with this sword of mine?"
"Uh, no... no, sir,"
Rong Sheng suddenly came to her senses. She turned around and tried to hide her inner surprise: "I just found that this dagger is made of rare black iron. It is really rare."
Then, she held the dagger lightly in her hand, walked up to Song Xuanlin and pretended to be curious: "May I ask, Your Majesty, where did you get this dagger from?"
"You, the adopted daughter of the Feng family, actually recognize Xuantie?"
Song Xuanlin asked back, his magnetic voice mixed with a hint of coldness.
Rong Sheng saw that Song Xuanlin was staring at her. His deep and sharp eyes made people dare not look directly at him. She couldn't help but swallow nervously.
After a moment, she rubbed her stiff cheeks and pretended to be calm, "Your Highness, although I was picked up by the Feng family, I have lived a life of luxury since I was a child, and I have seen many rare treasures."
"Oh?" Song Xuanlin said jokingly, "Then I really underestimated you."
"But the prince hasn't answered my question yet." Rong Sheng was afraid that Song Xuanlin would ask something else, so he immediately changed the subject, "This black iron is really a rare item. Where did you get it from?"
Song Xuanlin blinked his eyes quickly, thought for a moment and said, "This black iron is indeed very precious, and it is extremely rare even in the palace."
As he spoke, he glanced at Rong Sheng again: "Back then, the Shen family repelled countless foreign enemies and fought desperately to preserve most of the territory in the north, so my father gave his only piece of black iron to General Shen."
"Later, General Shen spent a month forging this piece of black iron into an extremely tough short sword and gave it to his only daughter, who later became the famous General Shen Yun."
Rong Sheng listened silently at the side, sadness quietly rising in his eyes.
Yes--
This was the gift my father gave me in my previous life when I went to the battlefield for the first time.
From then on, every time he went to the battlefield, he must carry with him a black iron knife and a flying snow sword.
Because I always feel that as long as I carry them with me, it is like having my father and master by my side, and I will definitely win the battle.
Three years ago, he used up his last bit of strength, swung out the black iron knife, and stabbed Li Yujing with all his might.
From then on, my fate with this sword in my previous life also ended...
Rong Sheng withdrew his thoughts and tightened the dagger in his hand again.
But the gears of fate favored me again, allowing me to see the knife again, which was a kind of comfort.
Song Xuanlin was speaking in a deep voice when he suddenly noticed Rong Sheng staring blankly at the knife. He raised his voice and said, "The original owner of this black iron short knife was General Shen Yun back then."
"Ah?" Rong Sheng suddenly came to his senses after hearing this. "Then why did it end up in your hands, Your Majesty?"
"This knife was actually found by my uncle in Camel Hump Valley, and later given to me as a gift." Song Xuanlin glanced at Rong Sheng's face again and said, "But I also have one thing I don't understand."
He then turned his gaze to the handle of the knife: "When I got this knife, I found that the pattern on the handle was very unique, as if it was carved by humans. The dagger you took out from Ningyuan Temple also had almost the same pattern."
"When General Shen Yun was alive, you were probably no more than ten years old, so," Song Xuanlin once again pointed his sharp eyes at Rong Sheng's and asked, "Are you hiding something from me?"
"Well, Your Majesty, I would never dare to lie to you!"
Rong Sheng was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat after hearing Song Xuanlin's sharp question. Her brain was spinning rapidly, and she tried her best to control the panic on her face: "The dagger is not actually mine, but given to me by General Wu. General Wu is General Shen Yun's deputy general, so it's not surprising that he would carve the same pattern!"
"Ah--"
Song Xuanlin had just caught the flash of panic in Rong Sheng's eyes.
He finally looked away and sneered, "So that's how it is. If that's the case, I'll have to trouble you to bring this knife to my uncle. If he sees this knife, he'll know what I mean."
"Oh, ok, Your Majesty. I will definitely do it." Rong Sheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Song Xuanlin stopped asking questions. She responded while putting the short knife into her sleeve. "Your Majesty, goodbye."
As soon as she finished speaking, Rong Sheng rushed out of the thatched hut, fearing that Song Xuanlin would call her again.
When Song Xuanlin saw Rong Sheng running away, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up again.
He withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, took out Rong Sheng's dagger from his sleeve, and gently stroked the pattern on the hilt.
Recalling Rong Sheng's expression when he saw the dagger just now, Song Xuanlin couldn't help but frown slightly.
At that time in Prince Ming's Mansion, he was only concerned with asking about the whereabouts of the old people from the Shen family, so much so that he suddenly remembered the matter of the dagger only after Rong Sheng returned.
Recalling everything that happened, he vaguely felt that Rong Sheng was far more than just the adopted daughter of the Feng family.
After experiencing so many things with her, Song Xuanlin discovered that although she looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, her temperament and demeanor had many similarities with Shen Yun.
And her reaction just now was indeed abnormal.
I really can't figure it out...
Song Xuanlin withdrew his thoughts and rubbed his heavy forehead.
There must be some kind of connection between Rong Sheng and Shen Yun, but I just haven't found it yet...
After Rong Sheng came out of the thatched hut, he did not leave immediately, but went to find Nanny Jiang who was strolling on the river bank.
"Madame Jiang!"
Rong Sheng shouted as he ran towards the river bank.
"what?!"
Nanny Jiang turned around when she heard the voice. When she found out it was Rong Sheng, she couldn't help but mutter to herself, "The princess finished so quickly? She didn't even ask for more water?"
Just as she was lost in thought, Rong Sheng had already come to her. She panted slightly and said, "Mammy, I have to go back to the capital now. Prince Ming is seriously injured and has not yet recovered. I hope you can help take care of him during this period of time."
"Why is the princess so polite? This is what I should do." Nanny Jiang responded, thinking that Prince Ming was the princess's lover, so he was also her master, so of course she had to take good care of him.
Rong Sheng was in a hurry to return to Beijing and did not notice Nanny Jiang's strange expression.
She continued, "This time when I return to Beijing, I will hurry up and transfer the dowry from the Princess's Mansion before Rong Jin marries into the Jing'an Palace."
"Then I will secretly bring you back to the capital and help me check if there are any missing items in the dowry."
"My Lord, what did you say?"
Nanny Jiang was afraid that she had heard it wrongly: "Then the eldest daughter of the Lu family is going to marry into the Jing'an Palace?!"
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