The Empress Kneels in Her Palace to Admit Her Mistakes After Slaying Her Ways in the Female-Oriented

Wu Xingzhou was taken aback.

Unexpectedly, the master he met in the deep mountains and forests was still connected with Zhou Xiong's master, but that no longer mattered.

Faced with Zhou Xiong's accusation, Wu Xingzhou smiled slightly and said, "General Zhou, you are mistaken about that."

"I, Wu Xingzhou, was once loyal to Yunjing, but what a filthy and corrupt place Yunjing is!"

"Bewitching bewitching creatures are everywhere!"

"A perfectly good place has been turned into a place of fear and panic, where people are living in misery and suffering."

"What's the point of being loyal to a place like this?"

"On the other hand, the Duke does the right thing, upholds proper etiquette, treats the people kindly, treats the soldiers with kindness, encourages normal marital relationships, but cracks down on love-struck individuals, and restores a bright and clear world to the whole country."

"A man like the Duke is a wise ruler."

"Only those worthy of loyalty!"

"To die for loyalty!"

After a pause, Wu Xingzhou said, "General Zhou, you have learned extraordinary things in your life and have never made any major mistakes. Why don't you come with me to serve the Duke and fight for a brighter future for this country? Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Wu Xingzhou's words struck a chord with Zhou Xiong. Zhou Xiong knew that Wu Xingzhou was right, but he had been in Yun Jing since childhood, and his loyalty to Yun Jing was deeply ingrained. How could he surrender just because of Wu Xingzhou's words?

Instead of surrendering, they became even angrier.

He brandished his spear and shouted, "You cunning and deceitful wretch, take this!"

Zhou Xiong is a typical example of someone who resorts to violence when he can't win an argument, which is in line with his personality—if you can take action, don't talk nonsense.

In an instant, the spear shot out like a dragon, its momentum surging forth.

Wu Xingzhou remained calm and fearless.

Not to mention his good foundation, ever since the Duke tapped him on the forehead three times, the Duke had the time to impart a lot of his skills to him, making his halberd skills even more refined.

He turned and met the attack head-on.

Clang!

Spears clashed, sparks flying.

As they both marveled at each other's strength, the two horses parted ways, and in the ensuing gap, one would strike back with a spear while the other would dart back with a swift grab.

They showed no mercy whatsoever.

However, neither of them had mastered this deadly move, and both of them managed to block it.

Their positions were switched, and the two faced each other again.

This time, Wu Xingzhou made the first move.

Because his halberd had an advantage, an advantage in range, or, more precisely, an advantage in the halberd technique he learned from the Duke.

Because the Duke had told him that as long as he held the halberd handle, he could maximize his damage output.

Then, the halberd was swung.

Zhou Xiong was forced to respond passively.

The two soon started fighting again.

The two were evenly matched, one with divine spear skills, pressing forward relentlessly, and the other with astonishing halberd skills, leaving no openings.

The two horses circled, their stirrups jingling, their weapons clashing, sparks flying, the battle so fierce that the sky darkened, the sun and moon lost their light, and the dust of the battle billowed, obscuring the sky and the sun!

The soldiers on both sides were dazzled by the spectacle, and their shouts of encouragement were deafening.

The two fought for over fifty rounds, evenly matched, with neither able to gain the upper hand. For a time, neither could defeat the other.

It wasn't until Wu Xingzhou jumped out of the fighting circle and shouted, "Stop!"

"What, scared?"

"Who's afraid!" Wu Xingzhou breathed heavily, feeling extremely refreshed. Fighting this kind of martial artist made him feel good, especially since he couldn't defeat him with his martial arts skills, but the martial artist still had to kneel down and beg for mercy.

He stopped being arrogant and shouted, "I, Wu Xingzhou, have never been afraid of anyone except for the Duke's martial arts."

"Stopping now is just a way of giving you a big gift."

"You? You actually have such good intentions?"

Zhou Xiong looked completely incredulous.

"Of course! Ever since I started following the Duke, my heart has become so much kinder. People call me 'Timely Rain'."

Wu Xingzhou, with a carefree and relaxed demeanor, waved his hand and said, "Someone, bring up the grand gift I have prepared for General Zhou Xiong."

"Let General Zhou Xiong grin from ear to ear!"

Upon receiving the order, the guards immediately went to the back of the column, and before long, a woman who was bound hand and foot was brought to the front of the formation.

The woman was quite disheveled, with a grimy towel stuffed in her mouth, but her fair and beautiful face was still unforgettable.

It was Wan Qing who was captured in Yuancheng and brought here!

Zhou Xiong's body trembled violently in an instant!

"Late evening, late spring?"

"You, you..."

"Weren't you dead?"

Zhou Xiong felt as if a thunderbolt had suddenly exploded above his head, startling him so much that he almost fell off his horse.

He was just in his mansion in Pukou City, grieving over Wanqing's death, but now... Wanqing is standing right in front of him.

Resurrected from the dead?

"No, no!" Zhou Xiong didn't believe in the absurd farce of people being able to come back to life, and subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

"A stand-in, I know, it's a stand-in!"

"Hmph, Wu Xingzhou, you really went to great lengths to find someone who looks exactly like Wan Qing, hoping to fool me."

"Let me tell you, I, Zhou Xiong, am not easily deceived."

Hey, you still don't believe me!

Wu Xingzhou sighed. This guy is stubborn. He immediately ordered someone to remove the thing stuffed in Wanqing's mouth.

Wanqing immediately shouted.

"Husband, husband, it's me, Wanqing!"

"I am Wanqing!"

"I really am Wan Qing, I'm not a substitute!"

"Please save me! Please save me!"

The piercing screams rolled into Zhou Xiong's ears, and Zhou Xiong's body trembled again.

That voice belonged to Wan Qing.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that Wanqing before him was exactly the same as the wife in his memory. Not only were her voice, appearance, and mannerisms identical, but even the tension in her eyes was exactly the same.

that……

Then it's not a stand-in anymore.

After all, no matter how similar a stunt double is, it's still just a stunt double.

Given the prevalence of body doubles in Yunjing, it would be difficult to find someone who looks exactly like them.

"So, you really are Wanqing?"

"Of course!" Wu Xingzhou answered for Wanqing, and then subconsciously wanted to explain Wanqing's sweet love and her plot to steal him from Hu Shaoyou in Yuancheng, so that Zhou Xiong could be thoroughly cuckolded.

But he held back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Pukou City is even more important.

Those perverse tastes can be put aside for now.

So Wu Xingzhou said, "This lady was rescued by the people of Yuancheng, and they've been thinking of you constantly. How come..."

"Zhou Xiong, are you dismounting and surrendering now?"

"Or should I take this Wanqing wine and use it to reward the troops?"

Wanqing's face changed drastically, and she cried out in anguish, "Husband, save me! Save me! I... I don't want to be rewarded for the army!"

Zhou Xiong was now completely certain.

It was late Qing Dynasty!

His late-life love did not die!

Tears welled in his eyes with excitement, and he immediately raised his right hand, shouting, "All troops, heed my command!"

"exist!"

"Draw your bow and shoot an arrow, kill Wan Qing!"

"Our city of Pukou cannot be burdened by a woman!"

Wu Xingzhou: "???"

Wan Qing: "???"

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