Song Qingyu instantly retreated half a step when she heard what he said. Although she was able to temporarily suppress the venom in her body, it had still spread due to the force she exerted just now.
Song Qingyu covered his left forehead with one hand and turned towards the window beside the dresser in the room. Song Qingyu was unconscious, but he did not stop moving.
The window squeaked open.
The palace maids looked in the direction of the sound, flabbergasted that Song Qingyu could hold on for so long. Just as he was about to go and grab Song Qingyu, he saw that Song Qingyu had frozen on the spot, clenching the dagger tightly.
Even though Song Qingyu had his back facing the two palace maids, the two palace maids still felt a terrifying force. That force was as frightening as approaching the abyss. The two of them were stunned, standing still on the spot.
Cheerful and terrible laughter suddenly filled the room.
Yue Zhijun yelled as she laughed at Song Qingyu. Her beautiful eyes widened as she stared at Song Qingyu, "Song Qingyu, if you keep running, why aren't you running anymore?"
She was laughing too hard, and blood was coming out of her mouth as she laughed.
She coughed violently, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and continued laughing. It was as if he had gone insane and his body was covered in blood. Anyone who saw him would be terrified.
Song Qingyu gripped the dagger tightly and suddenly felt extremely stuffy.
He raised his eyes and saw that there should have been wind blowing outside the window. When he pushed it open, he would be able to see the courtyard. However, his eyes were firmly nailed to the black wooden board.
Even if he pulled open the bed and opened the curtain, he wouldn't be able to see anything.
Song Qingyu could not help but think that this was not a room, but a huge, sealed cell.
In order to trap her, Yue Zhijun had sacrificed her life at all costs.
As Song Qingyu thought of this, he turned around and swept a sharp gaze at Yue Zhijun before looking at the two palace maids in the room. These two palace maids were quite skilled. Song Qingyu had also been careless and had been tied up, but now that he wanted to deal with her, it was not a simple matter at all.
"Yue Zhijun, can you stop me with just the few people at your door? "Since I dared to come here, you won't be able to keep me here."
Song Qingyu said calmly as he walked towards the door.
Yue Zhijun bit her lower lip. She hated how calm Song Qingyu was just like how he had been back in Yue City. No matter what, everything seemed to be within her control.
No matter if it was when Yue Zhijun had been gifted by her father to Zuo Linyi or when she had committed suicide, Song Qingyu had advised her in such an indifferent manner. Song Qingyu's eyes were clear, his words always gave others hope and conviction.
The corner of Yue Zhijun's mouth curved into a cold smile. This was the thing that Song Qingyu had once attracted the most attention of all. Now, it seemed extremely absurd.
The more Yue Zhijun thought about what had happened in Yue City, the more she hated Song Qingyu.
She really wanted to destroy Song Qingyu.
"Stop her. If we release her, all of you will die. "
Yue Zhijun ordered in a low voice.
Song Qingyu gripped his dagger and walked forward fearlessly.
Upon hearing Yue Zhijun's instructions, the two palace maids first sized up Song Qingyu. Seeing that she was still in a sorry state, they rushed out in a single go.
Yue Zhijun bit her lower lip until it bled.
"Now that Zuo Linyi has gone to the battlefield, I want to see how he will come back to save you. And he won't come back. Unfortunately, today, Zuo Linyi's march will pass through Luo Chuan Valley. King Dingbei had already set up a trap in the canyon. As long as he enters the canyon, he will be in front of the Northern Desert Army, and behind him will be King Dingbei's army. They will be connected from the outside to the inside, and he will definitely lose this battle! "
Song Qingyu's pupils dilated. She gripped the sharp dagger in her hand and slashed across a palace maid's arm, stabbing right at Yue Zhijun's neck. She questioned, "Where did King Dingbei get this army from?"
Yue Zhijun sneered, "That's right. Zuo Linyi had either disbanded or integrated King Dingbei's troops upon his return from Yue City. The Emperor has also praised this highly. But King Dingbei was also the Emperor's son. Not long after Zuo Linyi sent out his troops, King Dingbei offered his assistance and asked the Emperor for help. So it turns out that you don't even know these things. I thought Zuo Linyi told you everything. "
Song Qingyu's gaze shifted slightly. Today, Song Qingyu had received a letter, but it had been delivered by horse. When Zuo Linyi wrote the letter, it was ten days ago.
When Yue Zhijun saw Song Qingyu's increasingly serious expression, she laughed even more merrily. "It's too late." Just like you, there's no other way. Both of you will end up like this! "
At the same time, the palace maid had already placed her sword on Song Qingyu's neck while he was still in a daze. The sharp blade pierced the skin that seemed like it could be blown away by the wind.
It was as if the slightest movement from Song Qingyu would cause blood to flow out.
Song Qingyu's eyes drooped as he exerted all his strength, wanting to kill Yue Zhijun immediately.
"It's easy for you to kill me now, but there are so many pairs of eyes watching you. No one will be able to protect you. " Yue Zhijun raised her eyebrows and laughed unrestrainedly, "How laughable. You and Zuo Linyi are only mediocre." He could only enjoy the limelight for a moment! "Don't worry, even if you die, you won't be buried together."
When Song Qingyu heard this, he pointed his dagger forward, causing bright red blood to flow out.
At the same time, Song Qingyu's neck began to hurt.
"Let go of him!" the palace maid scolded.
Song Qingyu laughed coldly as his eyes became sharper. He did not have any intention of letting go of Yue Zhijun. She was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity that could kill Yue Zhijun without harming herself.
Suddenly, the door was kicked open.
"Doctor!"
A Wan and Ming Zhu shouted as they rushed over.
Mu Quan was a few steps ahead of Song Qingyu, kicking away the sword on his neck. He threw a backhand punch onto the palace maid's shoulder.
The long sword on Song Qingyu's body disappeared, and in that instant, she became despondent.
When Mu Quan saw the dagger in Song Qingyu's hand, he immediately removed it and stuffed it into his clothes.
Song Qingyu came back to his senses and grabbed Mu Quan's clothes, "Where is King Yi now? Is there any news? "
Mu Quan was curious as to why Song Qingyu called him back so urgently. He did not expect to encounter such a scene. Even weirder was why Song Qingyu had asked such a question, "Miss Song. Your highness was safe all the way, you received a letter this morning. "
"That was ten days ago! I want it now! "
Because of Song Qingyu's tone, Mu Quan became nervous, "Miss Song, don't be in such a hurry. "When I send you back, I shall go to the Military Department to check on the situation."
Song Qing and Yu lowered their eyes, trying their best to calm their hearts. She calmly thought that even if she was anxious, there was nothing she could do. Zuo Linyi definitely had his own methods.
When he was helped up by Ah Wan and Ming Zhu, Song Qingyu's eyes lit up. He turned to look at Yue Zhijun, who was being supported by a palace maid, and immediately said, "Mu Quan, this is Yue Zhijun. Arrest her."