Rebirth: My Healer Wife Owns Superpowers

Chapter 270: Chapter 270 How Can You Be So Malicious!

The waystation wasn’t hard to find, and after a short search, Qi Yue arrived at a compound situated on the main thoroughfare to the southeast.

There were several houses within a large yard, with a few tall horses standing around, and the name “Yonghe Government Office” hung above the entrance.

“This is the place.”

Qi Yue smiled slightly as she walked towards the tea stall diagonally opposite the waystation.

“Old man, bring me a pot of tea.”

“Right away! Please have a seat, sir, it’ll be right up!”

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This was a crossroads, doing constant business with a passing crowd.

Those drinking tea were rough and tough-looking men from the Martial World.

Dressed as a man, Qi Yue, whose face was handsome, stood out somewhat among the tea drinkers.

Feeling the gazes of those around her, Qi Yue sat down and with a “thwack” placed her Tang Sword on the table, immediately dispersing all wandering eyes.

Soon the tea was brought to the table, and Qi Yue, glancing at the tea bowl the old shopkeeper brought, smiled and said, “Shopkeeper, could you bring me another bowl.”

The shopkeeper, whose hair was half white, didn’t know what Qi Yue was up to, but obediently brought another bowl over.

Qi Yue poured tea into both bowls and pushed one of them towards the shopkeeper.

“Old man, you must be tired. I’m inviting you to have some tea; please, take a seat and rest awhile.”

The shopkeeper was unaccustomed to being treated with such politeness and felt a bit awkward in the moment.

However, having run his stall here for many years, he naturally understood that Qi Yue was trying to ingratiate herself and fish for information.

“Sir, if there’s anything you wish to ask, please do. This old man does not dare to sit.”

Qi Yue smiled and casually pushed a silver ingot across the table.

“Old man, this is for the tea. Keep it. I’d like to ask you about something; it would be easier to talk while sitting.”

The shopkeeper, who had been in business here for many years, had never seen five taels of silver offered for a pot of tea and was somewhat taken aback.

Seeing that there was not much else to be busy with, he hurriedly took a seat.

Of course, Qi Yue didn’t bluntly ask whether today’s military report had arrived.

She skilfully engaged in small talk first, bridging the gap with the shopkeeper before steering the conversation to the matter of the waystation.

The old man, after many years of running his stall, was well-informed about the waystation, speaking confidently about things like how often the military reports came and went during normal times, how the waystation responded to emergencies, and what significant signs to look for, knowing it all inside out.

Through the shopkeeper’s casual conversation, Qi Yue quickly learned that today’s military report would arrive in half a Shichen!!!

She had no reason to doubt his words and after some more idle chatter, she picked up the Tang Sword from the table and promptly left the city, heading onto the official road ahead.

After quietly waiting for a short time about five miles out, indeed a steed adorned with a red flag came galloping.

As it drew near, the horse suddenly came to a stop, rearing on its hind legs, and in a swift motion flung off the Messenger Soldier from its back.

“Don’t move and you’ll keep your life,” Qi Yue said evenly as she walked over, with her Tang Sword conveniently resting against the neck of the Messenger Soldier.

The Messenger Soldier, barely back on his feet, slumped down again, not daring to move, watching Qi Yue in horror.

“What do you want to do? I’m carrying the latest military report. Any delay in time can be lethal.”

Qi Yue smiled faintly.

“Oh, carrying a military report, are you? That’s good, means I haven’t waited in vain. Bring it out!”

The Messenger Soldier’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“You—you’re here to intercept the military report? Who are you?”

“So much nonsense!”

With a cold laugh, Qi Yue thrust her sword into the side pouch of the Messenger Soldier, promptly hooking out the contents.

The military report was wrapped extremely tightly; the outermost layer was a sealed bamboo tube, and once opened, there was another layer of sheepskin containing a small silk scroll.

Suddenly, the Soldier leaped up and ran away as if flying for his life.

Qi Yue paid him no mind and quickly opened the military report. After scanning it briefly, her lips tightened slightly.

Did Zhao Xiyan even know what he was doing?@@novelbin@@

A mere thirty thousand men dared to make a lengthy incursion into Donggao’s hinterland and even had the audacity to head towards Yanjing?

It wouldn’t do; she had to hurry over to meet up with him as soon as possible.

After resting for a night in Yonghe Prefecture, Qi Yue set out early the next day.

Simultaneously, Song Qiyun and Song Qingshan, who had been pursuing her, made a nocturnal forced march and were now only thirty li away from Yonghe Prefecture.

Coincidentally, they encountered the Messenger Soldier, who had lost the military report and was contemplating suicide, on the road.

Recognizing the Soldier’s uniform, they stopped him and learned the whole story.

Upon finding out that Qi Yue was just ahead in Yonghe Prefecture, Song Qiyun felt as if he had been injected with adrenaline, immediately called the resting Soldiers to their feet.

“No time for rest, we depart immediately for Yonghe Prefecture!”

The Soldiers had not rested day and night and were reluctant to rise once they sat down.

Song Qiyun, seeing this, whipped his riding crop through the air with a crack.

“When your Princely Heir commands you to rise, you rise!”

The Soldiers, angry but not daring to show it, quickly got up. Those who were slow received a few bloody welts across their faces and foreheads.

Song Qingshan might also be a Princely Heir, but having been toughened by his tiger father, the Fox King, he possessed a heart sympathetic to the Soldiers and couldn’t help but interject a few words of persuasion.

“Brother Yun, let them rest a bit longer before we go.”

Hearing this, Song Qiyun instantly cursed angrily.

“Stop playing the good guy here. If we fail to catch that woman, neither of us will end well. And don’t call me ‘Brother Yun’; it’s disgusting!”

Song Qingshan was taken aback.

“Yun arrived late and isn’t very familiar with Miss Qi Yue, but from what I’ve heard, do you truly believe we can capture her?”

“Why wouldn’t we be able to? She’s one person, and we have three thousand; I refuse to believe she has that many weapons.”

Song Qingshan frowned and said, “What if she does have them? Pursuing her like this will surely invoke her wrath, and then none of us will survive!”

At these words, Song Qiyun’s face darkened, and he was about to explode with anger, but then he suddenly seemed to recall something, and a sly smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

“Your words actually remind me. When we see that woman, we’ll claim we are escorting her back to Beiyuan. That way, even if she has weapons, she won’t have a chance to throw them, and capturing her will be easy as flipping my hand.”

Song Qingshan was startled.

He hadn’t anticipated that his offhand comment would inspire Song Qiyun to devise such a strategy and hurriedly objected, “Princely Heir Qiyun, I think it’s better not to capture her after all. Let her go.”

“Let her go?!” Song Qiyun stared at Song Qingshan coldly, with a venomous light gleaming in his icy eyes.

“Don’t tell me you’ve been bewitched by that woman? I took you for a rival, but it turns out you’re just a spineless coward!”

Song Qingshan’s face changed color as he was insulted.

“Song Qiyun, don’t you go too far. Miss Qi Yue once discussed marriage with us. How can you be so venomous towards her!”

“Venomous, I? Ha ha ha ha ha…” Song Qiyun let out an exaggerated laugh. “Song Qingshan, don’t tell me you’ve actually fallen for a girl?”

Song Qingshan’s face grew embarrassed as he defended himself.

“Regardless, this whole affair originated from your wrongdoing. Seeing an advantage in Miss Qi Yue, you proposed an alliance through marriage and even wanted to keep her here. Now that the whole world knows Miss Qi Yue’s heart belongs to another, why must you obstruct her path?”

Though this statement was reasonable, upon hearing it, Song Qiyun raged as if madness had overtaken him, roaring hysterically.

“Not only will I obstruct her, but I’ll also kill her. This Princely Heir has never suffered such a great defeat at the hands of a woman! If you dare to get in my way, I’ll kill you as well!”