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Minister dodge and hide, the delicacies are scattered all over the floor, and a soldier holds a sword to the minister's forehead, about to pierce it.
"How dare you offend Noble!"
Seeing the monarch unharmed, I push back the person in front of Su Rang and stand in front of Su Rang.
With more leisure time, I looked around and didn't see Fuyi. Just as I was looking towards the enemy, the prince suddenly spoke up. "Hua Siyan?" The prince, dressed in battle armor, stood on the opposite side of the crowd and asked me loudly, "Are you here to meet your death as well?"
"Your Highness, this is..." I looked at the people from the northern frontier and sneered, "Joining the enemy and betraying the country?"
"It's not exactly betraying the country, just seizing my throne as soon as possible," the Crown Prince said with a good mood, playing with the scabbard in his hand and raising it, "Those who kneel and surrender shall not die, but those who resist shall be killed."
"Kill—!"
I grabbed Su Rang by the collar and dragged him back to the side of the monarch: "Your Majesty, I am the daughter of the Jiang family. I would rather die—"
I cracked the whip and stepped into the gates of hell: "Unyielding!"
"Palace GuardsGuard the monarch, the rest of you, follow me and fight!"
The smell of blood rises, outnumbered by the enemy, especially since close combat does not suit the way I have been taught.
I then throw the entangled person out of the palace and confront them again.
The beacon fires are lit, the smoke fills the sky, and ultimately we are defeated.
The ruler is forced to the edge of the cliff, and falls with his beautiful concubine.
"Ruler!"
I have no time to shed tears, the red-maned steed is fierce, I am clad in crimson armor, my hair disheveled from the thorns.
"Prince... slaying his own father, the people of our kingdom will never acknowledge a new ruler!"
Just as I am about to confront the prince, a sharp cry is heard.
I saw Yan Zhi in white clothes, blood flowing from his waist and abdomen. He was abandoned on the ground. "Yan... Yan Zhi!"
I Mounting horse rushed towards him, picked up his clothes from the crowd, and placed them on the horse.
I covered Yan Zhi's wound, trying to stop the bleeding: "Yan Zhi, what are you doing here?"
Suddenly, Yan Zhi sprinkled powder on my face, the powder melted into my nostrils, making me drowsy.
At the moment of closing my eyes, all I knew was the sound of the whip hitting the ground.
I woke up from a deep sleep only in the middle of the night.
Inside the palace, there are rumors of confinement, while outside the palace, life goes on peacefully, unknown to anyone.
I woke up in the west wing of the Jiang Mansion, in my bedroom. And Yan Zhi was sitting in the corner of the bed. "Master, are you awake?"
His eyes have also recovered, bright and merciless.
I responded, "Mm."
My wrist ached, so I sat up and rubbed it, and he, being considerate, massaged my leg.
I haven't seen Yan Zhi for a few days. His thin chin has become round again, and his submissive posture has become more dignified. He no longer kneels. Yan Zhi is the kind of person who would never make a sound even if he were in great pain. Last night, he deliberately tried to get my attention.
There is no injury on my waist, I think he and the prince's group. I don't like to hide things, so I asked, "What benefits did the prince give you? You went to help him." "Is it money, status, or survival and freedom."
Yan Zhi looked up at me and said, "All these masters can give me, so why ask again." He caressed my leg and kissed the top of my foot, saying, "Masters just need to know that I will not betray them." Not betray...
The monarch I flattered has died, the dynasty has fallen. When I am reduced to nothing, who will remember me, Hua Siyan? I want to vent my anger, but I am too weak, and I have no whip. All I can do is speak harshly: "You are alone here, aren't you afraid I will kill you?"
Yan Zhi still had a smile on his lips and spoke in a pleasing tone: "I am destined to be poor and wretched. The master bought me back only because of my outstanding appearance. After playing with me for a few more days, he will grow tired of me, and the outcome will be the same."
Feeling annoyed, I kicked Yan Zhi in the face, causing him to step back a few paces to steady himself.
I grumbled, "Go, get out."
Yan Zhi pursed his lips, looked at me for a long time, and finally left.
I don't act with internal strength, so the soft tendon powder doesn't have much effect on me.
I just found out that Yan Zhi drugged my food, just like he was treated when he was young.
After that day, Yan Zhi never appeared again.
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