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Chapter 440 Five Orcs of Lower-Class Slaves (5)

The next morning.

Song Yuesheng was interrupted by continuous knocks on the door.

"Who?"

"Miss Song, the leader of the imperial guards is downstairs, and he wants to see you by name. He also brought the king's oral order."

Song Yuesheng thought for a moment and spoke loudly to the shop owner outside the door.

"Wait a minute, I'll be down in a moment."

A quarter of an hour later.

Song Yuesheng walked down wearing a veil.

The leader was getting impatient.

Seeing the person coming down, he asked unhappily, "Are you Song Yuesheng?"

"Yes."

"The king has ordered that Song Yuesheng be meticulous and have the demeanor of a great general, and that she be allowed to follow the imperial guards to protect the safety of the people."

Song Yuesheng refused with a smile.

"I am not a member of the Dongyu tribe. I do not recognize this order."

"I am only responsible for delivering the message."

What this means is that it has nothing to do with him whether he admits it or not, and it has nothing to do with him if he is punished.

"Then please tell me my answer. I am not a member of your tribe, and I have caught a cold, which can easily infect others."

Song Yuesheng took out a few glaze stones and stuffed them into his hands.

"It's easy to talk about."

The leader smiled.

After watching him leave, Song Yuesheng packed up his bags and left the inn.

Without knowing what Li Chengzhi wants to do, the most dangerous place is the safest.

Song Yuesheng went to the abandoned palace.

Overgrown with weeds.

Almost every room was covered in cobwebs and dust.

She put the bag in a cleaner room in the backyard.

After doing all this, Song Yuesheng avoided everyone and went to Li Nianming's residence.

No matter where he often went, he always had to go back to his bedroom to rest.

Song Yuesheng looked at the things in the room.

There are four lifelike ink paintings hanging on the wall.

The ornaments made of fluorite are crystal clear.

There are many strange books in the low cabinet on the left side of the bed.

Some of the books can only be purchased from Zhongli Tribe.

Li Chengzhi was quite nice to him.

the other side.

The leader of the imperial guards reported to Li Chengzhi in detail how Song Yuesheng had refused.

Thinking of receiving the money, he added with exaggeration.

"Your Majesty, from what I have seen, Song Yuesheng has a severe cold. She is also wearing a veil. If she follows the patrol, she will definitely infect others."

"And I heard from Old Zhou at the city gate that a girl with a rash on her face came yesterday afternoon. According to Old Zhou, judging from her figure, it is very likely to be Song Yuesheng."

Li Chengzhi didn't believe the latter sentence.

He had seen her yesterday and there was no rash at all.

Wind chill…

The leader clasped his fists and made an earnest request.

"Your Majesty, please take back your order, just for the sake of your people."

Li Chengzhi pinched his brows and said, "Go down, this matter ends here."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The leader walked out, thinking absentmindedly.

She caught up with me at the right time.

The king was in a good mood today and did not care about her disobeying his order.

……

Song Yuesheng flipped through the pages and unknowingly became absorbed in the book.

Finish reading one book and then start another.

Li Nianming came back from school, opened the door and saw Song Yuesheng, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Ah You--"

The servant heard the shouting and hurried over here.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Song Yuesheng put down the book and immediately summoned the Xuanqing Bow, pointing it at Li Nianming.

"Let them go, otherwise the arrows will be blind."

Li Nianming swallowed.

He turned around and ordered, "I'm fine, I need to rest, don't come over."

The door was slammed shut.

The servant knew that his young master had a bad temper, so he did not doubt anything and returned to his seat.

inside the door.

Li Nianming kept taking deep breaths to cheer himself up.

After a while.

He turned around and looked at Song Yuesheng cautiously.

"W-what do you want to do?"

"I want to know the real reason why the Imperial Guards are patrolling."

Li Nianming was puzzled: "Didn't my father tell you?"

"Why would he tell me?" Song Yuesheng asked back.

"Because you are a saint."

"Ok?"

Under Song Yuesheng's questioning, she learned a different version of the Saint from Li Nianming.

three years ago.

Li Chengzhi told him about the existence of the prophecy stone tablet, saying that everyone who inherits the throne can see it.

He said Li Nianming was young and he should wait a few years before coming on his own.

The prophecy at that time was the day when the saint would come.

Durian moon.

The Abyssless Forest.

A golden lion.

A running rabbit.

Several wolves hiding behind the trees.

Two faceless women in red wedding gowns.

One person was lying on the ground.

One person stood.

But Li Nianming didn't listen.

The next day I sneaked over.

As a result, the slate image changed.

She turned into a faceless woman drawing a bow.

Red coat.

Gray bow.

Silver Arrow.

The man being targeted has a face, but is unrecognizable.

No time.

The background is a starry sky.

Because Li Chengzhi told him that the prophecy picture was related to the saint, Li Nianming took it for granted that she was the saint after shooting arrows that day.

Duan Lengshuang lived in the palace as a distinguished guest.

No one told Li Nianming that Duan Lengshuang was a saint.

Song Yuesheng didn't know what to say.

The heroine in this world has no chance of having weapons.

The bow in the prophecy picture is different from the Xuanqing bow.

Who exactly did he see?

and also.

If Li Chengzhi hadn't lied to him, only the heir to the throne could see it...

The Zhongli tribe practiced the system of abdication.

Lan You might be pushed onto the throne.

So what's wrong with her?

Song Yuesheng thought for a moment and asked, "Can I go to the place you mentioned and see the stone slab?"

"The slab is broken."

Li Nianming was caught off guard and said it so clearly.

Song Yuesheng asked tentatively: "Did you do it accidentally?"

Li Nianming retorted.

"What? It suddenly broke. That's why my father rushed back here in the middle of the night. He immediately ordered the imperial guards to block the possibility of the thief leaving the royal city."

"When?"

"Seven, eight... nine days ago." Li Nianming scratched his head, "I can't remember clearly. How about I find my father and you ask him yourself?"

"No need. Don't tell anyone that I'm looking for you."

Song Yuesheng turned his hand and took back the Xuanqing bow.

Then she put the books on the ground back to their original places one by one.

After seeing the bow disappear out of thin air up close, Li Nianming became even more convinced of Song Yuesheng's identity as a saint.

He hesitated and said, "At that time I..."

Song Yuesheng: "I forgot about it a long time ago. I'm leaving."

Only then did Li Nianming feel relieved.

He saw Song Yuesheng walking towards the door and quickly stopped him: "There's someone outside."

"I had already figured out the duties in the palace when I was on duty in the study."

After Song Yuesheng finished speaking, he swaggered out of the door.

Li Nianming thought happily.

They are right.

The saint is indeed a kind person and will not get angry.

Damn!

Li Nianming knocked his head in annoyance.

Master Wu’s assessment will be held in a few days. If I had known this earlier, I would have asked the Saint to teach him a few moves.

It would be even better if I could lend him the bow for the test.