"The situation at the Golden Snake Camp isn't looking good." Lan Fenghuang's very first words made Song Qingshu's heart leap into his throat.
"Not long after something happened to you, Li Kexiu began spreading the news, then marched north in an attempt to seize the Golden Snake Camp's territory. Fortunately, the Ninth Princess and Qingqing had managed things well over the years and reacted in time to stop Li Kexiu's offensive. But as word of your fate gradually spread, unrest began to stir within the Golden Snake Camp." Lan Fenghuang continued.
Song Qingshu inwardly cried foul. He usually roamed all over the land, appearing and disappearing without a trace, and generally had Ajiu disguise herself as him to hold down the Golden Snake Camp. Now that this had happened, the matter of the disguised stand-in would likely be exposed.
"The Ninth Princess appeared wearing your face and barely stabilized morale, but as time went on, anyone who combined intelligence from various sources would inevitably grow suspicious. According to the latest news, the Ninth Princess is nearly unable to keep the situation under control. She can only hold her ground and desperately fend off Li Kexiu's army." As Dongfang Muxue's confidante, Lan Fenghuang naturally knew about the disguise.
"Looks like I need to hurry back." Though he had not witnessed it himself, Song Qingshu could imagine how overwhelmed Ajiu and Xia Qingqing had been lately. On one hand, they had to worry over whether he was alive or dead; on the other, they had to withstand the fierce attacks of the veteran commander Li Kexiu.
"What about Jia Sidao?" During their earlier spare time, Zhou Zhiruo had already learned from Song Qingshu about the Brocade-Robed Young Master's identity, as well as everything Song Qingshu had seen and heard in Jia Mansion.