Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

"Thank you...you can go now."

Seeing Jiang Yueming's determined expression, as if he wanted to protect her, Chen Qingling smiled sweetly.

But at the same time, she was also very clear that Jiang Yueming was just an ordinary person. Even if he could protect her, what about her family?

Moreover, she is already a broken woman. If she can keep her family and Jiang Yueming safe and sound, then what's wrong with maintaining the status quo?

Is it not a blessing to sacrifice oneself to save two groups of people?

"Sigh, if I told you I had a way to save your whole family, would you listen to me?"

Jiang Yueming noticed that Chen Qingling always kept her distance from him, and he felt a little annoyed.

"You... Hehe, young master, please don't joke. Actually, I really don't want to involve you in this," Chen Qingling shook her head slightly and said with a wry smile.

"You're rushing to conclusions. Do you even know who I am?" Jiang Yueming asked.

Upon hearing this, Chen Qingling blinked her beautiful eyes, a bittersweet smile appearing on her jade-like face: "Yes, even now I still don't know your name, young master."

Even though I don't know his name, sometimes I still have a strange fantasy about him.

"Don't be scared when I tell you," Jiang Yueming suddenly said with a confident smile.

Reflecting Jiang Yueming's sunny smile in her eyes, Chen Qingling's cheeks flushed red, and she lowered her gaze shyly.

When she first met him, it was that smile that entered the softest part of her heart.

"My real name is Jiang Yueming, but everyone in the entire Imperial Continent calls me Jiang the Martial God! Jiang Yue!"

"Now you understand why I said I could protect your whole family," Jiang Yueming said with a faint smile.

Jiang Wushen! ? Jiang Yue?

As soon as she finished speaking, a deep look of confusion appeared on Chen Qingling's beautiful face. She couldn't help but cover her red lips with her small hand as she looked intently at the sunny young man in front of her.

She knew, and the entire Imperial State knew, what Jiang Wushen Jiang Yue meant!

The God of War is very famous, but unfortunately not many people have ever seen him. Today, the God of War who has captivated the hearts of all the young girls in the Imperial State is standing right in front of her.

Chen Qingling was still somewhat unable to accept it, pursing her lips: "You...you really are Jiang Yue?"

"Yes, that's right," Jiang Yueming nodded steadily.

He knew that Chen Qingling must be very surprised, or even incredulous, but he had enough patience and time to calm her down.

After a long pause, Chen Qingling still didn't believe Jiang Yueming, and sighed softly, "Thank you, I know you're just trying to comfort me."

"Huh?" Jiang Yueming scratched his head, looking quite helpless.

However, he doesn't have any physical evidence to prove that he is Jiang Wushen, but as for witnesses... there seems to be some.

We could call Li Jian over, but with Chen Qingling in her current state, wouldn't calling him over be like airing our dirty laundry in public?

"Fine, if you don't believe me, then don't. This is a letter I wrote to Qianbaoge. After you and your father are reunited, give it to him, and he will know what to do."

As he spoke, Jiang Yueming took the letter out of his sleeve and handed it to Chen Qingling.

"Oh, right, once we reach the Black Thunder territory, people from Black Thunder Cliff will escort you and your family to the Holy Dragon Empire to reunite with your father. So don't stay with the caravan anymore."

Jiang Yueming thought for a moment and then spoke.

This time, he tried his best to make Chen Qingling's arrangements foolproof; he didn't want her to become the next Li Qingling!

Upon receiving the letter, Chen Qingling looked puzzled and asked, "Why not go with the caravan?"

"Because Liu Jun is going to die."

"What! He...he's going to die?" Chen Qingling exclaimed in surprise.

How could a dignified uncle like Wang die so easily? Besides, after spending these days with him, Chen Qingling discovered that Liu Jun also had quite a few experts around him.

She couldn't understand what methods Jiang Yueming had used to kill Liu Jun.

Seeing her incredulous expression, Jiang Yueming's lips curled slightly, but a cold glint flashed in her eyes as she said, "Liu Jun has a political enemy in the Holy Dragon Empire, namely Marquis Han. I used Marquis Han to get rid of him."

After the words were spoken, Chen Qingling was stunned for a long time. This kind of political maneuvering and scheming was somewhat reminiscent of Jiang Wushen. She began to believe what Jiang Yueming had said earlier.

The sooner they leave the escort team, the less likely they are to become victims of the power struggle between two political rivals.

"Alright, I'm leaving now. If Liu Jun comes looking for you again, just call me anytime."

Jiang Yueming's brows furrowed imperceptibly, and she turned to leave.

He's really messed up this time. By exposing Jiang Wushen's identity, he's also exposed his whereabouts.

When news of the Martial God's expulsion and pursuit reached the Holy Dragon Empire, a new wave of troubles awaited him.

And the mastermind behind the scenes is also a major concern for Jiang Yueming.

To this day, he still doesn't know how the mastermind behind it all manipulated his fate, or who that person is.

"Hey! Wait a minute!"

Chen Qingling suddenly called out to Jiang Yueming and reached out her small hand to grab him.

Upon hearing the sound, Jiang Yueming subconsciously turned around, and their eyes met at that very moment.

The two horses outside the carriage seemed to be provoked by something, and pulled the carriage forward a few steps.

Jiang Yueming lost her balance and fell directly onto Chen Qingling inside the car. A sweet fragrance of a young girl wafted over, and the two locked eyes.

Suddenly, Chen Qingling's fair legs closed slightly, her hands pressed tightly against Jiang Yueming's back, and her smooth lips kissed his warm lips.

The man's pure yang energy slowly eroded her body and mind, and her breathing suddenly became rapid. That feeling was something Liu Jun could never give her.

Jiang Yueming felt a soft, sweet taste in her mouth, like licking ice cream, and slowly closed her eyes, her mind constantly being challenged by the forbidden desires within her.

"Qingling, I'm here!"

Liu Jun's voice suddenly came from outside the carriage, startling the two people inside who were filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Jiang Yueming snapped out of her daze, immediately withdrew her hands, stood up, straightened her clothes, and stood in front of the carriage curtain, saying, "You...you should tidy up too."

"Hmm~"

Chen Qingling's face flushed, and she let out a clear sound from her throat, it was hard to tell if it was a voice or the ethereal sound from before.

"Beautiful lady! Ouch!"

Just as Liu Jun was about to step into the car, he bumped into Jiang Yueming, followed by a cold, emotionless voice.

"Lord Liu, it's been a long time!"

Liu Jun steadied himself and looked up to see Jiang Yueming's face as cold as ice. He roared, "It's you again, you brat! If Qingling hadn't been serving me and pleading for you, you would have been dead by now!"

"You dare show your face now? Believe me, I'll kill you right now!"

Faced with Liu Jun's arrogant attitude, Jiang Yueming was not angry this time. He simply reached out and threw Liu Jun into the car, repeating the scene of teaching him a lesson that night.

"Waaah...you...waaah"

Liu Jun gripped Jiang Yueming's calf tightly, his face as pale and powerless as if he were suffocating.

"You're doing this again."

Chen Qingling put on her last white dress, and as she watched Jiang Yueming once again shove her foot into Liu Jun's mouth, a hint of joy welled up in her heart.

"Ugh...you bitch...make him let me go!"