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Chapter 94 Working Together to Survive

Whether the emperor would tolerate her was the thought that popped into Yang Luo's mind the moment she guessed about her background.

This was also a major reason why she was prevented from rushing into the imperial city with the jade token and directly questioning the emperor.

If the emperor didn't accept her and didn't acknowledge her as his daughter, she would have died immediately by doing this.

So in her previous life, she agreed to let the Duke of Ding'an and his wife give her a false identity because she didn't know their intentions. In this life, she is giving herself a false identity willingly.

Not only did the Duke of Ding'an and his wife give it to him, but he also swapped identities with Asheng.

She apologized again.

"If the emperor truly doesn't tolerate me, then I'm doomed. It's very dangerous for you to impersonate me..."

Mo Zheng interrupted her.

“Miss, you’ve forgotten again. I’ve already told you my identity. I’m a bandit,” she said. “I’m also someone the emperor doesn’t tolerate, and I even had my head chopped off by him. My identity is very dangerous.”

Yang Luo said helplessly, "You don't have to be a bandit. You and Sister Peach Blossom can open a butcher shop together. You're so smart, you can survive no matter what you do. Since you know that your future fate is to be a bandit and get beheaded, then just avoid it."

Mo Zheng smiled slightly: "I have reasons that I cannot avoid."

Yang Luo was taken aback by the reason why it couldn't be avoided. Before she could ask, Mo Zheng asked again.

"You're criticizing me, but what about you? You knew your family wanted to harm you, and the emperor might not tolerate you. If you could have a second chance and survived, why did you come to the capital?"

"You should have taken your family's money, moved to another place, changed your name, and lived a good life."

Yang Luo paused for a moment, then smiled: "I also have reasons why I don't want to avoid it."

She wanted to know who wanted her dead, and to die knowing the truth.

Moreover, she didn't just want to die knowing why; she also wanted those who had harmed her to die with her.

Otherwise, wouldn't she be wasting the chance God gave her to start over?

“Ah Sheng, let’s live together.” She grabbed Ah Sheng’s hand, her eyes shining brightly in the dim light. “Whoever wants to kill us, we’ll kill them.”

Even if that person is the emperor?

She had said long ago that this young lady was very bold.

Mo Zheng smiled and tightened her grip on the jade pendant, which was being held by Yang Luo.

“Of course,” she said. “We must fight with all our might to survive.”

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.......
"So, this Miss Yang is actually a princess!"

After leaving Yang Luo, Mo Zheng did not go straight back, but went to Zhang Shengyou's peach blossom spot.

After all, it would be necessary to explain why the two of them were suddenly asked to declare in front of Yang Luo that they were on his side.

Mo Zheng relayed what Yang Luo had said to them that evening.

Zhang Shengyou was very surprised after hearing this.

"That person must be someone of extraordinary status."

Peach Blossom didn't react much: "She's just a princess who hasn't been recognized, hasn't been formally recognized, and is someone who can't be seen by others."

What's the big deal about the princess? Everyone's the same.

She looked at Mo Zheng.

The young master is also a princess who cannot be seen in public.

She looked at Mo Zheng, but was more concerned about something else: "She said the imperial court wiped us out? Young Master, you..."

The young master is dead.

The young master is dead.

Upon hearing Mo Zheng say those words, her mind went completely blank, to the point that she couldn't recall them or even repeat them.

How could the young master be dead!
And that's five years from now!
“How could I not die?” Mo Zheng said, “Miss Yang said we’ve also been attacking cities and seizing territory. How could the imperial court let us off the hook? They’ve sent troops twice and mobilized the Longxi army for a joint attack…”

He raised an eyebrow and smiled again as he said this.

"Sister Peach Blossom and Brother Sheng You, we were surrounded and attacked by the imperial army from three directions. We were forced into the canyon and were defeated because of the heavy snow."

He then clapped his hands.

"We are really amazing."

Zhang Shengyou grinned: "That's right, impressive..."

Peach Blossom glared at him: "What's so great about him? Young Master was still..."

This sentence reminded Mo Zheng: "Speaking of which, Sister Peach Blossom, our promise has also been fulfilled."

Upon hearing the agreement, Peach Blossom paused for a moment.

"Didn't I say before that if I die one day, I don't want anyone to find my body?"

"If they find out I'm a woman, who knows what kind of trouble they'll cause." "First, they won't believe I'm real, and they'll continue searching everywhere for what they think are princes, causing even more people to suffer."

"I was used as a decoy while I was alive, and I don't want to be used as a decoy after I die."

"Furthermore, my body will inevitably be humiliated. Although I won't care about these things after I die, it's still best to avoid them if possible."

"So I told you, when it really comes to the last moment, please cut off my head and destroy my body."

"And if you take my head to surrender or seek refuge, you can take the opportunity to cut off some more heads."

At this point, Mo Zheng touched her neck, her expression a mixture of excitement and satisfaction.

“I asked Miss Yang, and she said that in that life no one knew I was a woman, so we have succeeded.”

When Tao Hua saw Mo Zheng's hand touching her neck, she felt a chill run down her spine.

She raised her hand and slapped her hand away: "Success is nothing. People are dead. Being alive is success."

Although the young master had said those words, she took it as a joke. She couldn't imagine how she could personally cut off the young master's head!

She didn't dare to think about it!

She'd rather she died first!
The young master is so happy!

After she finished speaking, tears fell from her eyes, and she pulled the knife from her waist.

“The Yongwu Uncle and his son are leading troops, right? I’ll go and kill them first,” she said through gritted teeth. “Then I’ll go to Longxi and kill the Longxi General.”

Mo Zheng smiled and pulled her along.

"Sister Peach Blossom, this isn't anyone's problem."

“This is the problem we’ve exposed. Even if we kill the Earl of Yongwu and the General of Longxi, there will be other people to lead the troops.”

Peach Blossom gripped her twin swords tightly. She knew that the imperial court would not allow the existence of the former dynasty's princes; they were doomed. She had always known this.

But when you actually hear about death, still...

"Don't overthink it. Miss Yang said that this is something that will happen in the future. We are fine now. Besides, Miss Yang was talking about the last time..." Mo Zheng patted Tao Hua's arm and smiled slightly. "If she can start over, then we can start over too. Starting over means that the result of the last time may not happen again."

Zhang Shengyou nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, we know who will harm us, so we'll be on guard this time."

Peach Blossom glared at him: "How can we still be on guard? We've already hidden deep in the mountains, never seeing the light of day or appearing in front of anyone..."

“Then, this time we won’t hide in the deep mountains and forests,” Mo Zheng replied.

Zhang Shengyou and Tao Hua looked at her and asked, "Where are you hiding?"

If the mountains and forests are not an option, then we have no choice but to go out to sea.

Back then, Eunuch Zhang did indeed inspect several islands.

However, they were unable to completely shake off the pursuit, fearing that if they were caught up in the sea, their chances of survival would be far less than on land.

Mo Zheng looked at them, raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Of course, it's the capital."

Beijing?

Zhang Shengyou and Tao Hua exchanged a glance, then looked at Mo Zheng: "Does the young master mean to invite everyone to the capital?"

Mo Zheng nodded: "Yes, we don't need to hide in the mountains as bandits anymore. We'll go down the mountain and head to the capital." She smiled, her delicate eyebrows raised, "Now I am Miss Yang, so the people who follow me are naturally Miss Yang's people too."

"But this current princess is no better than you, the princess of the previous dynasty."

Peach Blossom understood Mo Zheng's meaning. A princess of the current dynasty, the daughter of the emperor, was indeed a very special person, but this Miss Yang's status as a princess was not good enough.

"Let alone the fact that we haven't even gone through the proper channels yet."

"She herself is in dire straits, having already been assassinated twice."

Zhang Sheng nodded slightly and continued, "And it's not like the emperor might also kill her..."

Then this princess is really nothing...

Mo Zheng gently shook her head: "It's just speculation that the emperor wants to kill her. Even if it's true that this emperor can't tolerate his daughter and wants to kill her, it's not as easy as killing me, a prince of the previous dynasty."

Putting aside the constraints of traditional human relationships, she wasn't someone who was easy to kill.

Mo Zheng smiled and looked at the courtyard where Yang Luo was, with a hint of apology in her eyes.

Miss Yang finally confessed to her, but she couldn't be truly honest with Miss Yang.

Her identity as a former prince who was actually a princess, disguised as a prince from the previous dynasty, was the real dead end for her.

Suddenly, a few birdsongs rang out in the night.

Zhang Shengyou looked at Taohua, who nodded, turned around, climbed onto the roof, and disappeared into the night in a few steps. She returned not long after.

“Young Master.” A joyful smile bloomed on Peach Blossom’s face. “Uncle Hong has brought the latest news. Just as you predicted, someone was indeed trying to kill Ji Ying, but they successfully rescued him.”

The young lady dressed as a boy by the stove clasped her hands together, her eyes smiling: "Amitabha, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda."

(End of this chapter)