The prince loves me like his life, but I force him to rebel

He looked at Gu Nianzhi coldly, without a trace of warmth in his eyes, as if what he had just killed was just an insignificant ant.

His posture was still elegant, and his figure sitting in the wheelchair was tall and straight, but all this seemed extremely terrifying in Gu Nianzhi's eyes.

"He helped you, but you killed him?"

Gu Nianzhi's voice trembled even more violently, and it seemed as if the sound did not come from her throat, but was squeezed out from the depths of her soul.

It all happened so quickly, in a split second, so fast that she didn't have time to react.

Her heart was beating violently, as if it was about to jump out of her throat. Her hands were clenched into fists, her nails digging deeply into her palms, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

"He saw a side of me that I didn't want anyone to see, so he had to die."

Cen Yu's voice was cold and ruthless, but those brief words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight into Gu Nianzhi's heart.

There was a kind of determination and coldness in his eyes, which made Gu Nianzhi shudder.

She had never seen Cen Yu like this before. The Cen Yu who was usually cold but at least had some humanity seemed to have completely disappeared at this moment, and was replaced by a devil-like existence.

Gu Nianzhi was shaking all over, her body was shaking uncontrollably like a sieve. She asked in a very small voice: "I saw it too, are you going to kill me like this too..."

Gu Nianzhi's voice was filled with fear and despair.

Cen Yu's eyes seemed to soften, and there seemed to be a hint of warmth in his eyes that were originally as cold as ice.

He even forced a smile from the corner of his mouth. The smile was a little stiff, but it seemed that he didn't want to scare Gu Nianzhi so much.

"How could I possibly kill you? How could you be the same as the others?"

Cen Yu's voice also became a little gentler, with a barely perceptible hint of doting in his words.

"Really?" Gu Nianzhi asked softly.

Cen Yu nodded and looked at her firmly, "Of course, your position in my heart is unmatched."

Although she received such an answer from Cen Yu, Gu Nianzhi still subconsciously moved her body backwards. Her feet seemed to be out of control and she tried hard to get away from Cen Yu little by little.

Every movement she made was filled with deep fear and anxiety, and her once beautiful face was now as pale as paper.

However, Cen Yu pushed his wheelchair, slowly but firmly approaching.

His eyes were fixed on Gu Nianzhi, and there seemed to be an irresistible power in his eyes.

The sound of the wheelchair's wheels rolling on the ground seemed particularly clear in this silent space, and each sound seemed to hit Gu Nianzhi's heart heavily.

"As long as you listen to me and stay with me, I will make you the happiest woman in the world."

Cen Yu's voice was low and magnetic, but to Gu Nianzhi it sounded like the whisper of a devil.

There was a hint of promise and temptation in his words, but this did not alleviate the fear in Gu Nianzhi's heart at all.

Gu Nianzhi's body was completely out of control. She was shaking more and more violently, as if her whole body was about to fall apart.

Her teeth kept chattering, making a "clucking" sound, and tears flowed down her cheeks like a flood that broke through a dam, forming a small river on her face.

She could only breathe through her mouth, and every breath seemed so difficult and rapid.

Her heart was aching dully, and the pain seemed to tear her soul apart.

An unprecedented despair and fear enveloped her, making her feel as if she was in a dark abyss, unable to extricate herself.

He had never felt that kind of fear, even when he and Sima Yao were facing the enemy's hunt in the cave.

It's a completely different feeling.

Although the cave is full of dangers and unknowns, at least she has Sima Yao by her side, and they can rely on each other and face it together.

And now, facing Cen Yu, she felt so helpless.

It was a feeling more frightening than death. Death might only be a moment of pain, but this fear was like a chronic poison, corroding her heart bit by bit, making her life worse than death.

The gentleman who might be as gentle as jade one second ago could become the murderous judge the next second.

And I was so naive that I wanted to use my death to threaten him to spare Sima Yao's life.

Thinking about it now, I realize how naive and ridiculous I was.

In the eyes of such people, human life is cheaper than grass.

My own life might not be worth mentioning in front of him, let alone Sima Yao's life.

Cen Yu clearly felt Gu Nianzhi's deep fear. He frowned slightly, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

He looked at the trembling Gu Nianzhi in front of him, and tried hard to be gentle, so he lowered his voice as much as possible and whispered in the softest voice he could: "I won't do this to you, never. There is only you in this world. No one can compare to you."

However, Gu Nianzhi's fear was still like a tide that almost drowned her. Her body was still shaking uncontrollably, and the fear that penetrated her soul dominated her entire body and mind.

But after the extreme fear, the instinct for survival made her consciousness gradually revive, and soon she began to calm down.

People like Cen Yu have always been disdainful of life and death. In his eyes, the lives of others are nothing but insignificant like grass.

But fortunately, at least at this moment, from his words and eyes, it can be seen that he cares about me.

But she also knew clearly that this concern alone was not enough to make him give up his plan to kill Sima Yao. After all, Sima Yao's death was a crucial part of Cen Yu's huge plan to seize the throne.

Gu Nianzhi understood that if he wanted to change Sima Yao's fate, the only thing he could do was to turn the fact that Sima Yao was alive into an advantage that would help Cen Yu to ascend the throne as emperor in a legitimate manner.

Only in this way, perhaps Cen Yu could give up that terrible idea. As this idea gradually became clear in her mind, Gu Nianzhi's emotions gradually stabilized, and her tears gradually subsided, no longer flowing like a flood.

Cen Yu had been staring at Gu Nianzhi closely, and the look in his eyes as he looked at her gradually changed from initial worry to concern.

He seemed to notice the subtle change in Gu Nianzhi's mood, and felt a little relieved.

After a while, he said softly: "You are tired today, I will ask someone to wash you and rest early."

After hearing this, Gu Nianzhi just said "hmm" softly. She looked so obedient, as if she was so frightened by the initial scene that she had completely lost the idea of ​​resisting.

----

In the military camp.

Lin Heng hurriedly brought the latest news.

It turned out that Xichuan, one of the three countries' allied forces, completely withdrew from this fierce war.

When the news came out, even though all this was actually within Sima Yao's expectations, he still couldn't help but feel happy.

He had always believed that ending war with war was the only way to solve the problem. However, now, he could win without fighting, without deploying a single soldier or causing the loss of innocent lives.

For Sima Yao, this was undoubtedly the most ideal result.

Sima Yao, in a happy mood, walked towards his tent with a smile that was difficult to conceal.

But when he got closer, he suddenly found that several soldiers had fallen to the ground, which looked extremely unusual.

An ominous premonition suddenly came to his mind, and he could no longer care about anything else. He reached out eagerly to lift the curtain.

However, the scene before him hit him like a bolt from the blue. Just as he had worried, his tent was empty and Gu Nianzhi, who had always been by his side, had mysteriously disappeared.

Sima Yao's brain went blank for a moment, followed by endless anxiety and anger.

He quickly and carefully searched the tent, hoping to find even the slightest clue about Gu Nianzhi's whereabouts.

But apart from the messy traces, there seemed to be nothing to point him in the direction.

He frowned, trying to calm himself down, and began to analyze various possibilities. Was it the enemy who abducted Gu Nianzhi? Or was there some other unknown reason?

His mind was full of thoughts and various speculations kept emerging.

"Your Highness, these people have been poisoned by the Ten Fragrance Soft Bone Powder for some time."

After carefully examining the conditions of the fallen guards, an experienced local military officer in Qiangyi expressed his judgment with a serious expression.

He squatted on the ground, gently touching the guard's body with his fingers, his eyes full of thought.

Hearing this, Sima Yao's heart sank suddenly, and he hurriedly asked: "Is there an antidote?"

There was a hint of urgency and anxiety in his voice, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on the officer.

The officer stood up and said slowly, "The effect of the Ten Fragrance Soft Bone Powder is only temporary. At a certain time, the poisoned person will wake up on his own."

Just as they were talking, a soldier suddenly opened his eyes slowly, with a somewhat confused look.

Sima Yao saw this and quickly stepped forward and asked anxiously, "Where is Mr. Gu? Why is Mr. Gu gone? Who was here?"

His voice was filled with nervousness and anxiety, and his hands were tightly grasping the soldier's shoulders.

The soldier was obviously not fully awake yet. He blinked hard, trying to recall what had happened before.

"I don't know. I just came here to deliver food. I just reached the door of the tent and asked Mr. Gu if I could come in. Before I heard Mr. Gu's reply, my whole body went limp. I don't know what happened afterwards..."

As the soldier spoke, he tried to stand up and reply, but he found that his limbs were still a little weak and he couldn't support his whole body.

"Don't worry, just stand up slowly."

Sima Yao noticed how hard the soldier was struggling and hurried to comfort him.

His eyes were full of concern, and he gently patted the soldier's shoulder, signaling him not to be anxious.

Then, Sima Yao turned around and asked about the Qiang people.

"Which school or sect's drug is the Ten Fragrance Soft Bone Powder?"

His voice was low and serious, and his eyes revealed a thoughtful look.

The Qiangyi officer frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Your Highness, this thing does not belong to a certain sect. Many sects in the martial arts world are using it. Based on this alone, I cannot determine who did it."

There was a hint of helplessness and confusion in his tone, and he obviously found the situation a bit tricky.

Sima Yao's face became even gloomier. He paced back and forth, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

He knew very well that Gu Nianzhi's disappearance was not accidental, it must have been done deliberately.

The appearance of this Ten Fragrance Cartilage Powder makes things even more confusing.

Which sect or force dared to make trouble in his military camp?

Is he a spy from the enemy country? Or is he some mysterious organization in the underworld?

The more Sima Yao thought about it, the more complicated the situation seemed, and the more anxious he became.

The night was deep, and darkness as thick as ink enveloped the entire camp.

The group of people held lanterns in their hands, and the faint light seemed particularly small and fragile in the boundless darkness.

They looked nervous and focused, carefully checking every place where clues might be hidden at the entrance of the tent.

The faint light swayed in the darkness, the light and shadow flickered, reflecting the solemn faces of the people, as if telling the uneasiness and anxiety at the moment.

"Come quickly." Suddenly, Shu Huaiyuan's voice broke the silence. His voice was filled with a hint of urgency and excitement, which gave others a glimmer of hope.

Everyone rushed over after hearing the noise, only to see Shu Huaiyuan standing in one place, staring at the ground with a serious and focused expression.

He seemed to have made an important discovery.

The place of Qiangyi is dry all year round, and the sandstorms are quite serious. Sima Yao always felt that the air was unbearably dry at night, so he specially arranged for people to sprinkle water around his tent every day to increase the humidity, so as to avoid the sandstorms that would cause breathing discomfort.

It was precisely because of this move that the ground around Sima Yao's tent remained moist, and when someone stepped on it, shallow footprints would be left behind.

At this moment, Shu Huaiyuan pointed to a line of footprints on the ground and said, "Look, this line of footprints is quite deep. Compared with the footprints next to it, it must take a person weighing more than 200 kilograms to leave such deep footprints."

His voice was low and powerful, as if he was trying to analyze the significance of this discovery.

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw that the line of footprints was deeply embedded in the ground, forming a sharp contrast with the shallow footprints around it.

"There are many warriors in the military camp who weigh more than 200 kilograms, but it is impossible for all of them to have such skinny feet."

The guard at the side also spoke up.

As he spoke, he stretched out his foot and swung it next to the footprint.

"I am already very thin, but even my feet are slightly wider than this footprint. Logically, this should be the footprint of a very thin person."

The guard's expression was very serious. He carefully compared his feet with the footprints, trying to find more clues.