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

"That won't do, that won't do..."

Pei Wugou shook his head like a rattle drum and said, "Xiao He, you secretly released the fish from the Iron Gate Pass before, and that was fine, but this time is different."

"This Song Shaoyi may look like just a prisoner, but in reality, he is of great use to the Marquis."

"Song Shaoyi must be carrying out Ren Tianye's secret mission. Having someone like him in our hands means we'll have plenty of opportunities to use him."

"Perhaps even pushing Song Shaoyi forward on the battlefield could force Ren Tianye to retreat. Such an important figure, though called a prisoner, is essentially a hostage!"

"Extremely important hostages!"

"Hostages who can turn the tide of battle in crucial moments!"

"We can't release hostages like this."

Wen He frowned: "But..."

"Why are you harming civilians when your two armies are fighting?"

"Song Shaoyi is just an ordinary citizen now."

"Using someone as a hostage when you can't beat them is too unfriendly."

Wen He's words made Pei Wugou waver for a moment.

Yes, why take Song Shaoyi hostage?

What? He, the dignified Marquis Jingyi, can't even beat a mere Ren Tianye?

However, the thought only lingered in his mind for a moment before Pei Wugou rationally abandoned it.

Success or failure in war is often determined by a series of small things and details. With Song Shaoyi on his side, his advantage will be greatly increased.

We must not let this great opportunity slip away just because of Wen He's words.

He comforted her, saying, "Alright, Xiao He, this is what the Marquis decided. It's no use if General Chen Song tries to persuade me. I'm just a lowly personal guard under General Chen Song."

"No matter how much I plead, it's no use."

Disappointment welled up in Wen He's eyes. She involuntarily stood up, looked at Song Shaoyi's retreating figure, and murmured, "That was a life. Am I just supposed to watch him suffer?"

As if sensing something, Song Shaoyi, who was being escorted, still managed to turn his head despite being chained up, and his eyes met those of Wen He not far away.

Song Shaoyi could clearly sense the regret and compassion in Wen He's eyes, and couldn't help but feel curious. He asked the soldier escorting him, "Who is that person?"

Why are you staring at me?

"I'm thinking, I'm not even handsome right now, so how can I attract people?"

The soldier next to Wen He turned his head to look at him, then immediately sneered, "Brother, I advise you to turn your face away quickly, lest that person target you, otherwise..."

"You're in big trouble."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Song Shaoyi became interested and asked as he was being escorted away.

The soldiers guarding him gave Song Shaoyi a lot of face.

After all, Song Shaoyi is the Duke's man!

At present, the war situation is still uncertain, and no one can say for sure whether the Duke will invade Zhenjiang City. If the Duke does invade Zhenjiang City, the probability of death for these soldiers is extremely high.

However, if they could do Song Shaoyi a favor and ask him to spare their lives at a crucial moment, then there wouldn't be much of a problem.

In life, you must always have a backup plan. Song Shaoyi has such a great backup plan right in front of you. If you don't prepare one for yourself, you'll be letting down the opportunity that God has given you.

He said, "That's probably a woman named Wen He. She has powerful connections; I wonder which general in the army she's the concubine of."

The soldiers didn't guess it was Marquis Jingyi, Pei Wugou, mainly because while Wen He was making his moves, Marquis Jingyi, Pei Wugou, was sitting in the central command tent.

Of course, that's not important.

The important thing is...

"This Wen He is really good at stirring things up."

"General Lu Chaosheng's marriage was ruined by this Wen He, who made him wear a green hat."

"And the Iron Gate Pass was also destroyed by this woman!"

The soldier recounted Wen He's "great achievements" to Song Shaoyi, and finally offered a word of advice.

"So, if you see this woman, stay as far away as possible. Otherwise, who knows when she might give you a surprise!"

"An absolutely amazing surprise!"

The soldier's words were full of sighs, but he didn't notice that Song Shaoyi's eyes had lit up, a really bright one!

Because he listened for a long time, the more he listened, the more he felt...

"This Wen He is a saint!"

"This is recorded in our former Demon Suppression Division."

"This kind of saintly figure, their enemy, is my close friend!"

"If we don't take advantage of this opportunity, wouldn't we be missing out on this chance to escape for nothing?"

Song Shaoyi's mind raced.

He was ordered by the Duke to go back to find his master, but he was accidentally captured by Pei Wugou.

Let them capture me; at worst, I'll just die. As a former member of the Demon Suppression Division, I shouldn't be afraid of death.

But the problem is...

He was arrested, and nobody knew it!

The Duke was still waiting for news of him, but he was trapped in this place and then disappeared without a trace.

Is this okay?

and so……

We have to find a way to escape!

At the very least, a letter needs to be sent out!

He hadn't had the chance before, but now... a ray of light shone upon him.

Song Shaoyi calculated in his mind and quickly came to a conclusion. After being taken to the military camp where prisoners were held, he summoned the soldier who was guarding him.

"Bro, can you do me a favor?"

"Sure, what do you want to eat? Or maybe you want to drink? But let me make this clear, I can't make anything too fancy."

"No, please pass on a message for me!"

The soldier was startled: "No, absolutely not!"

"You have no idea how ruthless the Marquis is now. Anyone who violates military discipline in the slightest will be punished with at least twenty strokes of the cane. If I send you a message, you'll be dead by then."

Song Shaoyi quickly replied, "I didn't ask you to send a letter to the Duke, I asked you to send a letter to Miss Wen He."

The soldier breathed a slight sigh of relief.

That's not difficult.

But he hesitated: "Why do you want me to find that plague god?"

Song Shaoyi said, "It's nothing, I just hope you can convey the same respect to Miss Wen He for me, just say..."

"In all my years, I, Song Shaoyi, have never seen such a compassionate heart as Miss Wen He. I am deeply moved and would like to express my respect."

The soldier was stunned: "That's it?"

"Yes, that's it!"

"Alright then." The soldier readily agreed. He was happy to do such a small favor. Moreover, not only was he willing to do it, but a whole group of his brothers were also there to support Song Shaoyi in helping him with all sorts of small tasks.

After all, Song Shaoyi represented a way out.

It represents the path to survival paved by a group of brothers.

So, carrying Song Shaoyi's words, the soldier quickly found Wen He in the servants' camp. Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one else in the camp, and that even the personal guard who had been bothering Wen He was not there, he went up to her.

"Miss Wen He, someone asked me to pass on a message to you."

He said that you are the kindest person he has ever met, and his respect for you is like the Yangtze River, flowing endlessly.

The words had barely left her lips when Wen He, who had been sitting, stood up abruptly: "What did you say?"

"Respect for me?"

"real?"

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