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Chapter 262 No Need to Consider Affection

"Oh? General?"

Although she felt a little flustered inside, Jiang Yuyue still put on her usual calm and composed expression. "Why has the general come here?"

"Just passing by, stopped by to take a look."

Song Jinglan stood beside her, quietly watching her examine others without asking any questions. But it was precisely this silent atmosphere that made Jiang Yuyue feel the most unbearable.

Although Song Jinglan was standing a little behind her, so she couldn't see where his gaze was, it felt like a thorn in Jiang Yuyue's back. Being stared at so closely by him was as uncomfortable as sitting on pins and needles.

Under Song Jinglan's gaze, Jiang Yuyue forced herself to examine several people, but she couldn't take it anymore and could only force a smile and turn her head away.

"General, could you please move to a slightly more distant spot? I have a strange habit when I'm seeing patients: I don't like anyone standing behind me."

Upon hearing this, Song Jinglan raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly, but her tone remained calm and composed. "Such a quirk is unheard of."

After saying this, he showed no intention of leaving, which made Jiang Yuyue curse inwardly. However, being watched by Song Jinglan made it impossible for her to concentrate on the treatment, so she could only try to get him away.

Just as Jiang Yuyue was racking her brains for a reason, she actually remembered something important.

"General, in my opinion, this plague is probably not ordinary."

Jiang Yuyue said solemnly, "After I first discovered that some people were infected with the plague, I searched all over the city for the bodies of the infected, preparing to gather them together and burn them to prevent their bodies from spreading the plague again."

"Among these corpses, I found that the clothing worn by many of them was slightly different from that worn by the people of Wanqi."

Jiang Yuyue recalled the scene she had witnessed earlier. "I had been to the Southern Frontier before to collect herbs and had dealt with the Nanzhao people a few times. If I'm not mistaken, those people do look somewhat like the people of the Nanzhao Kingdom."

Upon hearing this, Song Jinglan's expression suddenly darkened. "Is what you said true?"

"I remember it clearly, I'm sure I didn't see it wrong."

Jiang Yuyue spoke very seriously, "Because the plague was so fierce before, I didn't have time to mention these details. Now, thinking about it carefully, I realize there's something wrong with it. If this plague was man-made, I'm afraid..."

Song Jinglan naturally understood the seriousness of the matter. If this plague was indeed the work of the Nanzhao people, then it would involve another problem.

That's how the Nanzhao people brought these infected people into Shuozhou City.

“Our military camp is clearly adjacent to the Nanzhao Kingdom. Without going through the military camp, no one can send the infected Nanzhao people into Shuozhou.”

Jiang Feili, who was standing nearby, overheard their conversation and his expression also turned serious. "If that's really the case, could it be..."

There is a traitor in the military camp.

Song Jinglan's eyes suddenly turned gloomy and cold, but he had no doubt about the truth of what He Wu said.

He Wu is a smart man. Regardless of whether he is related to Jiang Yuyue or not, he would never use such a thing to distract himself.

It seems his subordinates aren't clean either.

"Thank you for the reminder, Young Master He."

A hint of malice flickered in Song Jinglan's eyes, but her tone remained remarkably calm. "It seems I must take my leave first."

After saying this, Song Jinglan indeed did not linger there any longer, but immediately took flight and headed towards the military camp.

Jiang Yuyue breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. She had been so busy treating patients that she would have almost forgotten about such an important matter if Song Jinglan hadn't come today.

When Song Jinglan returned to the command tent, Feng Ling, who had been sent out the day before, had already returned. He had several wounds on his body and looked rather disheveled.

"master."

Upon seeing Song Jinglan return, Feng Ling immediately stepped forward and presented him with a map, saying, "Here's what you requested."

Song Jinglan reached out and unfolded it to take a look. It showed the detailed terrain of fifty miles outside Shuozhou City. With this, they would have no fear of the tricks of the Nanzhao people.

"Well done."

Song Jinglan placed the map on the table. "However, before dealing with the Nanzhao people, we must first clean house."

Feng Ling was slightly puzzled. "You mean...?"

Song Jinglan tapped the table lightly with his long, slender fingers, a hint of impatience in his voice. "If I remember correctly, Yu Jizhi, the leader of the Shuozhou City Garrison, seems to be a confidant of Song Chengyan."

Upon hearing this, Feng Ling pondered for a moment, then replied, "Exactly."

"That's right."

Song Jinglan's eyes turned even colder, and his voice was icy, "I didn't expect that Song Chengyan would be so treacherous. Out of consideration for my brother's friendship, I spared their lives and only exiled them to their fiefdoms."

"I never imagined he would scheme to such an extent, going so far as to have his men collude with the Nanzhao people to smuggle the corpses of Nanzhao people infected with the plague into Shuozhou City!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Ling gasped. "Then I will go and capture that Yu fellow!"

"Not urgent."

Song Jinglan's expression returned to normal, and his tone was slow and clear, "Since Yu Jizhi has ties with the Nanzhao people, we should make use of him. Send the order to tell Yu Jizhi that I am preparing to launch a surprise attack on the Nanzhao army camp tonight according to the previous route, and send him to deliver a message to the Nanzhao people."

"At that time, let the man surnamed Yu lead the army to take the lead, and I will go with him. The Nanzhao people will definitely cooperate with him to prepare an ambush on the way. When I pretend to fall for the trap and the Nanzhao people think they have victory in their grasp, you will lead the troops to catch them off guard."

At this point, Song Jinglan added, "Remember, to save that Yu fellow's life, I must make him produce evidence of Song Chengyan's treason."

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, Feng Ling immediately cupped her hands in a salute, then turned and went outside.

Song Jinglan glanced coldly at the map on the table, his eyes revealing a hint of malice, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"You can't even stay in your proper fiefdom. Since you, Song Chengyan, are so eager to die, then I don't need to consider any sentiments anymore."

As night fell, the entire Wanqi army was ready.

The leader, clad in silver armor, appeared even more chilling under the moonlight, like an unapproachable god of war. His cloak fluttered wildly in the biting night wind, and his black horse was already showing signs of impatience, pacing back and forth restlessly.

A moment later, a man who looked like a general stepped forward and bowed respectfully to him. "Your Majesty, the time has come. You may prepare to depart."

Song Jinglan glanced at him with a blank expression, but it inexplicably sent a chill down his spine.

"General Yu, in your opinion, what do you think of my arrangements today?"

Seeing that the emperor in front of him was actually asking for his opinion, Yu Jizhi felt inexplicably nervous and quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead.