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In the courtyard late at night, there was a moment of silence.

Tuoba Rui thought for a long time. Where could he go? There was no answer.

News of the death of the Northern Rong Emperor quickly reached the Northern Rong capital, and the Northern Rong Empress Dowager was so angry that she vomited blood.

"Song Qingning, she, she actually killed my Emperor of Beirong! How dare she... how dare she?!"

After a series of heart-wrenching curses, Empress Dowager Beirong's face contorted with rage.

In the Northern Rong court, she announced that she would do everything in her power to capture Song Qingning and avenge her son. However, with the new emperor dead, everyone's eyes were now on the vacant throne.

The princes of the Northern Rong royal family and the noble families each had their own agendas.

"The Great Jing Divine Strategy Army is too powerful. The Great Jing Emperor is a war god, and Empress Song Qingning is no less than him. When the two of them join forces, my Bei Rong cannot withstand them."

"In the end, this is all trouble caused by the Empress Dowager and your son."

"You want to exterminate a mere Tuoba Rui, saying you want to nip it in the bud. But when the Seventh Prince went to Da Jing, he almost killed the young prince of Da Jing."

"The Emperor and Empress of Dajing only had this one child, who was the future heir of Dajing. It was understandable that the Emperor and Empress killed the Seventh Prince in a fit of anger."

"But the Empress Dowager insisted on avenging the Seventh Prince and advocated war, which led to the current situation."

"Song Qingning had repeatedly made military achievements in Youcheng, and even the former Crown Prince Xiao Ling of Nanlin was no match for her. However, the Empress Dowager insisted that she was just bluffing. It was the Empress Dowager who ordered the new emperor to intercept Song Qingning, which led to the new emperor falling into Song Qingning's hands. The Empress Dowager was also responsible for the new emperor's death."

"Empress Dowager..."

The powerful officials listed Empress Dowager Bei Rong's faults one by one.

Empress Dowager Beirong was so angry that she trembled all over.

She never expected that the court officials who usually supported the new emperor would turn their attacks on her at this time. What she didn't expect was that she would be taken into custody by the powerful families that very night.

Just like when she joined forces with other imperial concubines and their families to control the old man.

Just a few days later, she was sent to the Shence Army.

In the Shence Army.

Empress Dowager Beirong met with Song Qingning.

She rode in on a fine horse, dressed in military attire, her black hair tied up high, her eyebrows bright and heroic. Sunlight shone on her, making the sword at her waist and her armor gleam.

Empress Dowager Beirong was stung by the imposing aura emanating from her.

Song Qingning...

In that instant, she genuinely felt that Song Qingning was different.

Such a woman...

Before she could think any further, she saw behind Song Qingning a hundred or so women dressed in military uniforms, all equally heroic and resolute, their brows and eyes no less so than those of male generals.

The second son's army of ten thousand men was defeated by this group of women.

Hatred was intertwined with jealousy, creating a complex and interwoven conflict.

On horseback, Song Qingning looked down at her with a mere glance, a look all too familiar to her—the look of the Empress Dowager of Beirong.

Aside from hatred, there is disapproval and jealousy.

She disapproved of women showing their faces in public and of women going to the battlefield to achieve military merit, yet she was jealous of the elegance of the women's battalion she had witnessed.

Song Qingning knew why Bei Rong had sent the Empress Dowager of Bei Rong here.

In the capital city of Beirong, the powerful families and princes are seeking peace, their minds preoccupied with the struggle for the throne.

The Empress Dowager of Beirong was sent as a token of "sincerity" by other families.

A slight sneer appeared on Song Qingning's lips as she instructed Wan Zi, "Send the person over to him."

The "he" she was referring to was Tuoba Rui.

It's okay to do one more favor when it's convenient.

Wan Zi accepted the order.

Song Qingning glanced at Empress Dowager Bei Rong indifferently before riding past her. The mockery and disdain in her smile only further provoked Empress Dowager Bei Rong.

"Song Qingning, you killed my son..."

Empress Dowager Beirong shouted curses and vowed revenge.

Song Qingning simply smiled, dismounted, and entered the tent, shutting out the voice of the Empress Dowager of Beirong.

An hour later, Empress Dowager Bei Rong was escorted to that small courtyard by Wan Zi.

Empress Dowager Bei Rong continued to accuse Song Qingning of killing her son, until a man with an ugly scar on his face coldly and seriously corrected her.

"Your son was killed by me, Tuoba Rui. Empress Song would never deign to let your blood stain her hands, and you cannot tarnish her reputation!"

He said he was Tuoba Rui!

Empress Dowager Bei Rong stared at the face in shock. Before she could recover, a dagger pierced her heart.

"you……"

"I am Tuoba Rui!"

The voice was like a ghost.

The unfamiliar face before her gradually overlapped with the face of Tuoba Rui in her memory. Her face was filled with increasingly intense resentment, as if she was unwilling to die at the hands of Tuoba Rui.

Tuoba Rui was avenging his wretched mother!

"Ha, ha, Tuoba Rui? You actually managed to climb up to the Empress of the Great Jing Dynasty. You killed my son, so what if you killed me? Your mother died, and died so tragically. Every member of the Northern Rong aristocratic family was involved!"

Empress Dowager Bei Rong laughed maniacally before passing away.

Her words kept echoing in Tuoba Rui's mind, and he gripped the dagger in his hand tighter and tighter.

The following day, Tuoba Rui found Song Qingning again and decided where to send him.

Inside the tent, Xie Xuanjin, Song Qingning, and Tuoba Rui had a private conversation for an hour. When they came out again, they seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding.

Three days later, the man and his horse left the Shence Army.

Another month has passed.

The Northern Rong court was in chaos, with various factions vying for power. The princes were either dead or dead, leaving only a young child in the end.

The young boy ascended the throne and became the new emperor of Beirong.

It was heard that there was a masked man beside the young emperor, whom the young emperor called "teacher." After the young emperor ascended the throne, the Shence Army withdrew from Beirong.

A month later, Song Qingning and Xie Xuanjin returned to the capital of Dajing.

Another year has passed, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching.

In the taverns of the capital, a storyteller was telling the tale of "Bright Moon Fairy".

In a corner of the tavern, a man wearing a veiled hat was taking sips of wine intermittently.

"It's a real pity that Mingyue Xian hasn't painted in so long, but..."

The storyteller suddenly changed the subject.

"During the previous drought, many prominent families and merchants donated money and grain to help the people. I heard that this year's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet will be held at the Sifang Pavilion. All those who have made contributions, regardless of their background or whether they are officials or merchants, will be invited to the banquet to be rewarded according to their merits."

"If someone were to request a painting from Her Majesty the Empress as a reward, I wonder if Her Majesty would still be willing to paint."

in the corner.

The man recalled the painting he had seen before, and it was still stunning.

However, he quickly cleared his mind and started thinking about other things.

Inside Jinhua Palace.

Song Qingning and Xie Xuanjin had just finished practicing a set of Meng Family Spear techniques in the courtyard and sat down to drink tea when Wan Zi hurriedly entered.

After bowing, Wan Zi announced, "He's here!"

Song Qingning and Xie Xuanjin immediately knew who "he" was when Wan Zi was talking about.

"He came alone, without anyone else. I guess he deliberately chose to come during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Your Majesty, Your Highness, should we bring him into the palace? Or, should I send more guards to protect the young prince..."