Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife

Chapter 841: Chapter 841: Premeditated!

"Drive, drive, drive!"

The horse galloped swiftly as the carriage sped along, and in the blink of an eye, a sprawling group of tents appeared ahead.

This was the camp of the Southern Territory Commander!

"Is this the Southern Territory?"

Long Yue gazed at the vast mountain forest, which nearly covered the entire vista and turned into a sea of green, with traces of mud and water having been washed over the ground.

It seemed that the flood disaster in the Southern Territory was indeed severe.

"Your Highness, up ahead is the Southern Border Camp. What do you think?"

"Let’s go take a look!"

"Yes!"

The carriage headed towards the tents when a squad of cavalry suddenly appeared in front, blocking their path.

"Halt!"

A soldier dismounted and approached Long Yue’s carriage, calling out coldly.

This was a Centurion, tall and burly with a shaggy beard, looking quite mighty. However, when the carriage curtain was lifted for a moment, and he met the pair of pitch-black eyes inside, he instantly froze in place.

What kind of eyes were these?

Wise, deep, unfathomable!

Cold, ruthless, indifferent resoluteness!

The soldier’s body shivered, his legs went weak, and he instinctively knelt on the ground. His comrades nearby, all puzzled, dismounted, intending to inquire about the soldier, only to see the carriage fully open its curtain, and Li Qingmu and Long Yue stepped out.

They both possessed martial arts, especially Li Qingmu, whose skills had become astonishingly high. He previously told Long Yue that his martial arts seemed limitless, constantly progressing and improving.

Indeed, it hadn’t been long since the battle with You Su in the Da Liang Palace, only two months had passed, and Li Qingmu’s martial arts had advanced significantly.

This was bewildering, not just to Li Qingmu himself but also to Long Yue. Was this truly a remarkable talent? Was it possible to improve martial arts without much training?

Thus, the current Li Qingmu was even more imposing, naturally exuding a powerful aura that made one shiver upon a glance.

This was why these little soldiers felt like they were being watched by a primordial beast after seeing Li Qingmu’s eyes, extremely unbearable.

"I wish to see your Great Commander!"

Li Qingmu said casually, without claiming "This King," as he was not particularly obsessed with power and did not bother introducing himself.

However, it was not the same for others; upon seeing Li Qingmu, the little soldier’s first question was, "May I ask, who are you...?"

"Regent King, Prince Mu!"

Xuan Xu stepped forward, speaking indifferently, his expression cold.

In an instant, the soldiers were all dumbstruck. Regent King... previously, he was smeared thoroughly, even accused of being the mastermind behind the Southern Territory rebellion. Now, the person himself has come?

And he’s here to see their Great Commander?

After a moment of hesitation, the soldier said, "Your Highness, please have a seat inside; I will go and summon the Great Commander."

These soldiers had no significant positions; even as a Centurion, they appeared insignificant before such a formidable figure like the Regent King, so the soldier only dared to refer to himself as "your servant," not even "underling" or "subordinate."

After speaking, the little soldier hastily went to report to Great Commander Yao Yan, while Li Qingmu was led to the main camp on the other side.

He was the Prince, holding a position of high authority; the inferior camp environments were naturally unfit for his reception. When Yao Yan arrived, there were already many generals gathered around Li Qingmu.

Yao Yan instantly wanted to curse. This group of sycophants, who had previously accused the Regent King of disloyalty and betrayal, were now the loudest, especially the general currently seated below Li Qingmu. He was being overly ingratiating, practically drooling at the sight of Li Qingmu.

However, previously, he was the one who criticized Li Qingmu the most!

He even said, "Even if the Prince himself came, I would still say it!"

So what is it now? Have all principles been fed to the dogs? freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Yao Yan was truly dumbfounded by these people; he walked in with a stern face, knelt on one knee, and performed an impeccably ceremonial bow: "Your servant, Yao Yan, pays respects to Regent King Prince Mu!"

Li Qingmu looked at this man, feeling a sense of familiarity but could not identify from where; he nodded slightly and said, "Rise."

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Li Qingmu narrowed his gaze, looking at the middle-aged man, he said, "Are you the Great Commander of the Southern Border Camp?"

"Yes, your servant is Yao Yan!"

Yao Yan?

Li Qingmu paused slightly and said, "How does this name sound familiar, and it seems as though I’ve met you before?"

Once Li Qingmu said this, Yao Yan’s body trembled even more fiercely with excitement.

Heavens, the esteemed Prince actually recognized him?

No, not recognized, just had a sense of déjà vu, but even that is more than enough!

He was merely an unremarkable nobody, never standing out. He only greeted the Prince once back then; who would remember him?

Yet, this Prince said he seemed familiar?

Yao Yan suddenly felt as if he had been injected with adrenaline, unbelievably exhilarated!

"Your... your Highness... you... your servant, your servant is Yao Yan!"

Yao Yan stuttered, completely losing his aura as a Great Commander.

Li Qingmu fell into reminiscence, Yao Yan? Who was he?

Why did he seem to know him from his expression?

Right, what did he just say? He said he seemed to have seen him before, but had he really? Li Qingmu was dazed.

These past years, his life had been too colorful, experiencing so much that many things slipped his memory.

A person’s brain capacity is sometimes limited.

"Your servant was merely a little cook when you came to the Xinan Camp back in the day. I made some accomplishments, which led to my transfer here. Incidentally, the Nanjing Commander suddenly died, so your servant..."

Yao Yan continued to speak incessantly, energetically introducing many details to ensure Li Qingmu remembered him.

It took Li Qingmu quite a while to recall the fleeting face from years ago...

"I remember now, you..."

He looked at Yao Yan, discovering that he was indeed very excited, he gently shook his head, "The past is hardly worth remembering; let’s just talk about the rebellion!"

Yao Yan paused for a moment, then realized Li Qingmu was right, these were things of the past, reminiscing was futile; he was satisfied if the Prince remembered him.

"Your Highness, two months ago, the barbarians in the Southern Territory were disgruntled with their lives and invaded the cities to pillage. The government asked for our help to capture them; we went and captured some, killing some as a warning, but then trouble arose. The Southern Territory barbarians believed we were oppressing them, and then..."

As Yao Yan narrated, Li Qingmu suddenly grasped a key point: "Wait, two months ago?"

Two months ago, there had been no continuous rains, so this so-called Southern Territory rebellion wasn’t genuinely due to poor disaster relief but rather... a premeditated plan?

Li Qingmu’s eyes were cold and piercing as he stared at Yao Yan.