The transmigrated wife is crazy and ruthless.

Chapter 168 Journey to the Northern Frontier

In a corner of the military camp, Qiu Ziyue and Qi Yuxuan held a simple funeral for Li Cunxiao.

They personally buried Li Cunxiao's remains in a quiet place, surrounded by pine and cypress trees.

Qiu Ziyue prayed softly:

"Brother, may you rest in peace. Your bravery will be remembered by history."

After the funeral, Li Keyong found Qiu Ziyue and Qi Yuxuan.

His expression was solemn, and he said sincerely, "Girl, Yuxuan, I know how much you love Cunxiao. Now that Zhu Wen's power is growing, we need more people like you to fight against him. I hope you can stay and protect our homeland with us."

Qiu Ziyue glanced at Li Keyong gratefully, but then shook her head.

"We appreciate our godfather's kindness. But..."

She gently stroked her belly, saying, "I'm pregnant now, and my physical condition doesn't allow me to continue fighting. I hope to rest and prepare for childbirth at home."

Qi Yuxuan echoed, "Prince Jin, Ziyue needs a quiet environment to take care of herself and her child. Please allow us to leave the military camp temporarily."

Li Keyong sighed, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

“I understand your situation and I am very grateful for your hard work and dedication. If you need any help in the future, please feel free to come back to me.”

Qiu Ziyue nodded, her voice gentle yet firm:

"Don't worry, Godfather, we will keep a close eye on the situation."

That afternoon, Qiu Ziyue and Qi Yuxuan packed their bags and said goodbye to Li Keyong and Lu Yuanchangming.

People came to see him off, their eyes filled with reluctance and blessings.

Have a safe journey.

Lu Yuanchangming patted Qi Yuxuan on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Take good care of Ziyue and the child. We look forward to your early return."

Qiu Ziyue's eyes welled up with tears: "Thank you everyone."

After leaving the military camp, Qiu Ziyue and Qi Yuxuan rode their horses slowly forward.

Although they still had concerns in their hearts, they knew that the most important thing at this moment was to protect their unborn child.

As the sun set, their figures gradually disappeared into the distant mountains.

Qi Yuxuan asked Qiu Ziyue, "Why did you refuse your godfather's offer to stay?"

Qiu Ziyue said:

"My sworn brother Li Cunxiao was loyal and courageous, yet he ended up being torn apart by five horses. This shows that although my sworn father was brave, in this chaotic world, his achievements overshadowed his master, and he listened to slander, which could cost him his life."

Qi Yuxuan pondered for a moment and nodded.

“Yu Xuan, I am willing to join you in killing the Qi family’s enemies, but if we rely on our adoptive father’s power now, I am afraid we will follow in the footsteps of Han Xin and Cun Xiao.”

Qi Yuxuan said, "My wife, you are right. We don't need to be taken advantage of in this complicated circle and get entangled in trouble."

Qiu Ziyue nodded and said, "Yuxuan, how about you and I go back to my country? There aren't so many troubles there."

“Okay, my wife, once we’ve finished dealing with our current affairs, I’ll go back to your kingdom with you, alright?” Qi Yuxuan said.

The two rode horses and chatted, enjoying the beautiful green willows and red flowers on both sides. Occasionally, a few small birds would fly by, adding to the leisurely atmosphere.

As the two were riding their horses, a group of men in black suddenly emerged from all sides and quickly surrounded Qiu Ziyue and Qi Yuxuan.

Qi Yuxuan looked at them warily and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? Why are you stopping us?"

The leader of the men in black snorted coldly:

"Enough with the nonsense, hand over the treasure map!"

Qiu Ziyue frowned and said, "What treasure map? We have no idea what you're talking about."

Qi Yuxuan chimed in, "That's right, we don't know anything about treasure maps. You've come to the wrong people."

The leader of the men in black sneered, "Stop pretending! We've received information that the treasure map is on you. Hand it over, and don't even think about leaving here."

Qi Yuxuan felt a chill run down his spine. He quickly drew his sword, ready to fight.

"Since you're being unreasonable, don't blame us for being impolite."

"Qi Yuxuan said, and rushed towards the man in black first.

At the same time, Qiu Ziyue whistled, and the little golden fox Xueying emerged from the bushes to protect her.

Xueying's eyes flashed with golden light, and she let out a low roar, making the surrounding men in black dare not approach easily.

Qi Yuxuan engaged in a fierce battle with the man in black.

His swordsmanship was fierce, each move accompanied by the sound of wind, and he quickly knocked down several men in black.

However, with the large number of men in black and new enemies constantly joining the battle, Qi Yuxuan gradually found himself struggling.

Seeing this, Qiu Ziyue took out a handful of Su Jin Ruan Gu powder from her bosom, rode her horse into Qi Yuxuan's encirclement, and swung it forcefully.

The men in black fell to the ground one after another.

Qiu Ziyue said, "You really don't learn your lesson at all. You dare to mess with us, husband and wife. Tell me, who sent you?"

The men in black remained silent. They had venomous fangs stuck between their teeth, but their bodies were limp and powerless; they didn't even have the strength to kill themselves.

Qiu Ziyue dismounted, threw the poison out of the mouth of the leader of the men in black, and then fed him an antidote.

"Speak, or I'll make you wish you were dead," Qiu Ziyue said sternly again.

“Alright, I’ll tell you. We’re from the Blood Fiend Sect, and we’ve come to ask you for the treasure map on the orders of our sect leader,” the man in black said.

Qiu Ziyue's eyes lit up as she said, "How about this, take my husband and me to see your sect leader and tell him that you have captured us. I want to give him the treasure map myself."

“Good, good, that way we can report back,” said the black-clad commander.

"Ziyue, isn't this too dangerous?" Qi Yuxuan asked.

"Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Yu Xuan, I must meet the Blood Fiend Sect Master," Qiu Ziyue said.

Qiu Ziyue then gave each of the men in black a pill of the antidote for Sujin Ruangu San, but just like she had done to Zhao Wanqing, she gave them a pill for aging and deterioration.

“I know you’re not afraid of getting old, but you also want to live a few more days, right? I advise you to be honest and not play any tricks, otherwise your internal organs will age and you will die within a few months,” Qiu Ziyue said.

So, Qiu Ziyue and Qi Yuxuan, who originally planned to return to the Demon Spring Palace, changed their route and went to the Blood Fiend Sect in the Northern Frontier.

At this time, as summer approaches, although Northern Xinjiang is located in a remote area, it still offers unique scenery along the way.

The sky was a clear, deep blue, with fluffy white clouds floating in the air like cotton wool.

The grassland stretches as far as the eye can see, with the grass swaying gently in the breeze, resembling a green ocean.

The distant mountains stretch endlessly, with some unmelted snow still clinging to their peaks, glittering in the sunlight.

Qiu Ziyue and Qi Yuxuan rode their horses slowly forward, their moods seemingly relaxed along with the beautiful scenery.

Qiu Ziyue sighed softly, "Summer in Northern Xinjiang is truly breathtaking."

Qi Yuxuan nodded, a hint of appreciation in his eyes: "Yes, although this land is remote, it has a unique tranquility and magnificence."

Suddenly, an eagle flew overhead, letting out a clear cry.

Qiu Ziyue looked up at the soaring eagle and felt a surge of pride.

She gently patted the paw of the little golden fox Xueying on her shoulder and said, "Xueying, look how carefree that eagle is. We should be as brave as it in facing everything ahead."

Xueying raised her head, her golden eyes sparkling with intelligence. As if she understood her master's words, she responded with a soft whimper.

The two continued on their way, traveling along the winding path.

Occasionally, you can see a few herders' tents by the roadside, with wisps of smoke rising from their chimneys, and the air filled with the faint aroma of milk and mutton.

Occasionally, you can hear the melodious sound of the morin khuur (horsehead fiddle) coming from afar, as if telling an ancient story.

To be continued in the next chapter.