I'm in trouble again! My best friend, the princess in the group, please save me!

An Zhaoyan clenched his hands and began to tremble.

"Because... I was the one who brought those Khitans here." An Yuyan said calmly again.

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole scene fell into dead silence.

Everyone stared at An Yuyan with eyes wide open in disbelief. Then, anger began to spread.

"You actually betrayed your country! Are you crazy?" An Huanyan couldn't help but curse. "What on earth do you want to do? Do you want to destroy the country? It took a lot of effort to preserve the foundation of Jin State..."

Facing An Huanyan's accusation, An Yuyan was not panicked or afraid. On the contrary, he seemed to have expected such a reaction. However, he always maintained a calm attitude, as if he had his own plan.

Emperor An Zhaoyan realized that the situation was far from being as simple as it seemed. He dared to enter the palace so openly and speak out his plan without restraint, so he must have a backup plan.

But he had racked his brains, put in a lot of effort, and thought hard, but he still didn't expect that An Yuyan had come to him silently like a ghost and put the sword against his neck.

Wu Ye immediately stretched out a hand and tightly grasped An Yuyan's neck, but he did not dare to act rashly, for fear that An Zhaoyan's life would be in danger if he was not careful.

"Second brother!" An Huan's face turned pale and his whole body was shaking.

However, An Yuyan did not resist at all, and did not even frown. She just looked at him quietly and smiled silently. That smile was weird and eerie, and it was creepy. "I know that if I kill you, I will not survive. But..."

His voice was low and hoarse, like a demon from hell, full of despair and resentment.

As everyone was wondering, they suddenly heard a shrill cry coming from behind.

They all turned around and saw Tengxi walking slowly towards them holding a little girl, with a sharp knife in one hand against the girl's neck.

Everyone gasped and was so shocked that they were speechless.

An Huanyan exclaimed in surprise, "Xiang Wan!" Only then did she realize that the person behind her was Teng Xi, the Teng Xi who spoke softly and never got angry.

"How could it be...how could it be you..." An Huanyan was extremely shocked.

"I hope the princess won't blame me. I had no choice." Tengxi said, with indifference on her usually humble face.

An Huanyan's heart sank. She never thought that Teng Xi would betray her. "Let her go!" An Huanyan shouted angrily.

An Yuyan sneered, "Do you think she will listen to you? As long as you listen to me, I will naturally let her go... and you, An Zhaoyan!"

A trace of determination flashed in Wuye's eyes, "Don't even think about it! Even if I sacrifice her, I will never let you succeed!"

The sword in An Yuyan's hand moved closer. "Do you believe that I can kill him now? No matter how fast your hands are, you can't stop me. The worst case scenario is that we both die! If he wasn't seriously injured, you still have a chance of winning. But now, don't you think about it? This situation is in my hands!"

An Huanyan sat down on the ground, looking at the people who were on the verge of a tense situation, her face pale.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, Emperor An Zhaoyan spoke up, "What exactly do you want to do?"

An Yuyan sneered and said, "I have been lying dormant for a long time, just to wait for the mantis to stalk the cicada while the oriole is waiting behind! The Hai family treated me as a discarded pawn, but they didn't know... I am the one who has the last laugh!"

"I took advantage of your city closure to go to the border to contact the Khitan prince. If he cooperates with my army, I will promise him the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun when I take the throne. It seems that he really keeps his word!"

An Zhaoyan changed his usual gentle and elegant image. An Yuyan spat fiercely and kept cursing: "Traitor! Worse than pigs and dogs!"

Wu Ye was so angry that his face turned red, but he could do nothing about it.

He could only pinch An Yuyan tightly, however, An Yuyan, who was somewhat suffocated, pressed down the knife in her hand with force, and the sharp blade immediately cut the skin of Emperor An Zhaoyan, and blood flowed down the sword.

Wu Ye widened his eyes in horror and wanted to kill him with one blow, but he was afraid of hurting An Zhaoyan, so he had to stop where he was, at a loss as to what to do.

An Yuyan looked at Wuye indifferently, with a smug smile on her lips: "You can kill me, but Xiangwan will die too. I know you can't bear to do that... For people in your line of work, it's taboo to have worries in your heart."

When Wuye heard this, a hint of hatred flashed in his eyes, but more of it was helplessness. He gritted his teeth and glanced at Tengxi fiercely, wishing he could tear that woman into pieces.

Then, An Yuyan continued, "Besides, Xiang Wan is dead, and no one cares except you. But if I die... the Khitan army will not give up. If they can't see me alive, they will definitely kill all the way south. They are brave and good at fighting, with strong soldiers and horses. You know who will win and who will lose against the Jin Kingdom at this moment! Besides, if he and I die at the same time, my An family will have no descendants, and there will be no one to inherit the throne. Even if a new king is appointed, who can be qualified? At that time, the crime of treason will fall on you!"

Wu Ye's hands began to tremble violently. He knew very well that what An Yuyan said was true. If he really killed him, An Yuyan would also take action at that moment. In the blink of an eye, he would not be able to accomplish both killing and saving people. No matter what, this situation was a dead end.

At this time, An Zhaoyan was completely in despair. He slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

"Wu Ye, we lost." An Zhaoyan's voice trembled.

Wu Ye also suddenly put down his hands and looked at everything in the room with a listless expression, his eyes full of helplessness and pain.

Seeing this, An Yuyan curled up a triumphant smile, as if she was satisfied with everything that was happening before her eyes.

"Tell me, what should I do?" Wu Ye asked in a hoarse voice.

An Yuyan narrowed her eyes slightly, with a sly smile on her face: "It's very simple, as long as you cut off one of your arms and never fight on the battlefield again, I will let Xiang Wan go, how about it? This is a fair deal!"

"What about His Majesty?" Wu Ye looked at An Zhaoyan again, feeling sorry for him.

"Him? I will spare his life. I am not a heartless person who kills my brothers. As long as he listens to me."

Wu Ye picked up a sword from the wall next to him, hesitant and with trembling hands. The sword was like a poisonous snake, and its cold blade made people shudder.

At this moment, Song Yan suddenly rushed towards Teng Xi regardless of everything, but Teng Xi anticipated it and kicked her away, threatening: "If you dare to act rashly again, I will kill Xiang Wan immediately! I mean what I say!"

Song Yan fell to the ground, tears welling up in her eyes, and she cried desperately. An Huanyan hurried over and helped Song Yan up, tears also falling uncontrollably.

Faced with the current situation, An Huanyan was filled with despair. She racked her brains to come up with a solution to the problem, but she had no idea. She was of no help at all...