All the hidden guards turned their backs to her. Upon hearing Lu Qingwan say, "Burn this dress,"
Wen Jiting turned around, confirmed Lu Qingwan was fully dressed, and then walked over.
"The nights in the northwest are too cold. I'll have someone quickly set up tents. Master, please warm yourself by the fire. Be careful not to catch a chill."
Faced with their concerned gazes, Lu Qingwan felt an ungrateful sense of annoyance.
But her body rationally moved towards the campfire, and she casually asked Wen Jiting, "Do you have brush and ink?"
Wen Jiting didn't reply, but soon, Lu Qingwan not only saw the brush and ink she wanted but also a small table.
Wen Jiting handed her the brush and ink. "I was afraid the ink would freeze, so I specifically ground it with strong liquor. Master, you can try it."
Lu Qingwan picked up the brush and ink and began writing rapidly, saying as she wrote, "With Xie Shiluan sending heads to the Xuanjia Army, Feng Qingheng will temporarily have no excuse to disband the Xuanjia Army.
I will request Prime Minister Wen, Academician Chi, and Prince Nan, along with other veteran officials, to recommend Lian Yu as the commander of the Xuanjia Army.
Besides that, two or three more people are needed to assist Lian Yu. Do you have any suitable candidates to recommend?"
Li Su realized Lu Qingwan was speaking to him and quickly moved to her side.
"In the army, besides the strategist, the person the Prince trusts the most is General Shen and Old General Qin.
Then there's General Lin Shixiao, but General Lin is stationed in Xuan Yi City and doesn't often participate in the Xuanjia Army's military affairs. Therefore, I can't quite say what her status is in the army."
Lu Qingwan remained silent upon hearing this. After finishing the letter in her hand, she handed it to Duan Yue. "Have your golden eagle deliver this to Wu Ying."
After saying that, she began writing again. This time, her writing was much longer than before and took more time.
After finishing, she directly handed it to Li Su. "Have your golden eagle deliver this to Lian Yu and let him choose a few capable assistants. Once you have the list, I will ask Prime Minister Wen and the others to handle it."
Feng Xiwu's sudden misfortune left the Xuanjia Army without a leader, and Li Su dared not delay. He quickly summoned a golden eagle to send the letter.
Two golden eagles flew off one after another, and the hidden guards' tents were also set up.
Wen Jiting quietly approached. "Master, the tents are set up. Please check if anything is missing. I will have someone fetch it."
"No need. Let everyone seize the time to rest. It's a wilderness, so don't be too particular about conditions."
Wen Jiting withdrew, and Lu Qingwan entered her tent.
She first instructed that she needed to practice her skills and that no one should disturb her unnecessarily. Then she turned and entered the space laboratory.
As soon as she entered, Da Bai pounced on her. Lu Qingwan caught him. "What's wrong? You've been scratching the wall. Doesn't your paw hurt?"
For some reason, Da Bai had been scratching the wall in the space laboratory since she put down her writing.
But there were always people around Lu Qingwan, so she couldn't talk to it, not even use her divine sense to communicate.
It made the sound of this damned cat scratching an iron wall echo in her mind, making her teeth ache and her mouth water.
Da Bai, whose body had gradually become plump after meeting Lu Qingwan, pressed into her arms, its small paws gesturing animatedly as it meowed at Lu Qingwan.
Lu Qingwan, however, heard its meows with shock. Holding Da Bai's plump body in one hand and grasping its two paws in the other, she exclaimed, "What did you say? The person who died wasn't Feng Xiwu?!
Do you have proof?"
Da Bai's meows, which reached Lu Qingwan's ears, sounded like a cute, childish voice. "Of course, I do. I felt something was wrong back then. That person's aura didn't feel like Father's.
So, I took a strand of his hair when no one was looking and compared it with Father's hair. I found out he really wasn't Father."
Da Bai was the guardian spirit of the space laboratory. When it made comparisons, it naturally used deoxyribonucleic acid, so there would be no mistakes.
Lu Qingwan was stunned. "Do you have the data? Let me see?"
She had personally examined that corpse. From the cut on its chest, which she had made herself, to the arrow wound on its knee, it was almost identical. How could it not be Feng Xiwu?
Da Bai's plump body leaped agilely to the ground, took a running start, and successfully jumped onto the desk, carrying the comparison data in its mouth.
Lu Qingwan watched the vastly different data and was completely convinced that the person who died on the snowy mountains of the northwest was indeed not Feng Xiwu.
But if Feng Xiwu was not dead, why was there such a body that looked so much like him?
Even the scars and all the other characteristics were so similar, and coincidentally, the corpse's head was smashed and disfigured, making it unrecognizable. These signs did not seem like a coincidence at all.
Lu Qingwan was now certain that someone had deliberately created this illusion to make herself, and even the entire world, believe that Feng Xiwu was dead.
However, an avalanche of questions followed.
Who had orchestrated this misunderstanding?
Did Feng Xiwu himself know, and was he safe at the moment?
A series of questions plagued Lu Qingwan, making her head ache.
As she was trying to unravel the mystery, Da Bai's chubby paws patted her hand, meowing, "There's a foolish human outside calling for you."
Lu Qingwan, unable to shake off her doubts, turned and left the tent.
Li Su stood at the entrance, bowing. "Princess Consort, Bai Yu is here, but it can't see you, so it refuses to land."
Bai Yu was the golden eagle Lu Qingwan had given to Feng Xiwu.
Lu Qingwan looked up and saw a golden eagle circling in the sky. When she extended her arm, it landed steadily on her arm.
A small bamboo tube was tied to its claw. Lu Qingwan took it down, patted its head, and gestured to Li Su. "Go find something for it to eat."
Li Su acknowledged her command. Lu Qingwan patted Bai Yu's head, and the latter jumped to the ground, waddling along with Li Su.
Lu Qingwan's heart heavy with complex emotions, opened the bamboo tube, took out the slip of paper, and read the five words written on the narrow, finger-width paper: "I am well, do not worry."
At the bottom, there was a character "Mi" (secret).
Lu Qingwan covered her mouth with excitement, rereading the five words over and over.
It wasn't Feng Xiwu's handwriting, but it was written with the carbon pen she had given him.
That was a hidden weapon disguised as a carbon pen. Anyone who used it without knowing would be poisoned to death without realizing it.
Feng Xiwu was using a method only they knew to let her know he was safe.
Receiving such good news, Lu Qingwan almost couldn't help but cheer.
But remembering the conspicuous "Mi" character on the paper, she had to suppress all her joy and pretend as if nothing had happened.
Being too elated to settle down and sleep, she walked to the campfire and sat down, saying to Wen Jiting, who was on watch, "Go to sleep. I'll stand guard here."