After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

His face was distorted and he couldn't move at all. He could only lie helplessly on the cold ground.

I felt as if my internal organs were being torn and stirred bit by bit by an invisible sharp blade, and the pain went straight to the depths of my soul.

He opened his mouth and gasped desperately. The blue veins on his forehead throbbed with every breath. His breath came in less than it came out, and the fire of life seemed to be slowly extinguished.

Cui Rong's face was calm. She knew very well that this chronic torture was far better than any quick end.

The actual experience of the drug's effect was far beyond what she described. For those who have not experienced it personally, it is difficult to imagine the extreme torment of lingering on the brink of life and death.

Time seemed to freeze.

In just a quarter of an hour, the secret guard's face had turned as pale as paper. Every second seemed as long as a thousand years, and his clenched fists became his last stand.

Breathing became increasingly difficult, as if the throat was slowly being cut by an invisible blade, and finally, the defense line of will completely collapsed.

"I...I said..."

His voice was as soft as a thread, but full of collapse and despair.

Cui Rong's expression did not change, everything was as expected.

This drug is specially made for torture and forced confessions, and only a few people can survive more than two hours.

She acted quickly and removed the poison from the secret guard, who survived.

After his strength recovered a little, he reattached his jaw by himself.

He stood up shakily, and looked into Cui Rong's eyes, a wry smile forming on his lips: "Miss Cui, you are very good at predicting things. Yes, I am a secret guard of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Today, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was embarrassed, so he ordered me to secretly observe the young lady's daily life, hoping to find a way to win your favor."

Cui Rong narrowed her eyes slightly, but she already saw through everything in her heart.

Song Yanyi's purpose is obviously not just that.

She guessed that Song Yanyi must be confused and puzzled by her sudden change.

If you can't figure out her true colors and can't change her, then the next step is to completely eliminate her!

Cui Rong knew very well that she was the unstable factor in Song Yanyi's world.

Rather than passively waiting for unknown storms, it is better to take the initiative to plan and eliminate hidden dangers.

So, she restrained the faint smile on her lips, stared at the secret guard with deep eyes, and said in a steady tone: "I hope you can be my eyes beside His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The secret guard's body trembled slightly, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Miss Cui's request is really unreasonable." His voice was low, and there was a subtle hint of panic between his words.

A shadow flashed across his eyes, and he silently revealed: "Since you already know that I am the most trusted confidant of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, you can naturally imagine how powerful His Royal Highness's methods are."

"If you really force me to submit and become your spy, I'm afraid my fate will be like a moth flying into a flame, with my body torn to pieces and no hope of recovery."

Cui Rong opened her red lips slightly, her laughter was as sweet as a silver bell, and she asked with a hint of amusement, "Feng Yang, how do you know that I, Cui Rong, don't have the ability to protect you and make you feel at ease in this sinister palace struggle?"

Feng Yang, the secret guard, narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were full of confusion and puzzlement: "Girl, how are you going to compete with the powerful and ruthless Crown Prince?"

"I naturally have my own plans and plots." She said firmly, "You are walking on thin ice every day beside His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. If you are not careful, you may fall into the abyss. Why don't you find a way to see the light for your future?"

"Are you willing to live forever in darkness without seeing the sun, like a falcon bound by invisible chains, unable to spread your wings and fly high?"

Feng Yang pursed his lips. Although he was unwilling and struggling in his heart, he had to admit that as a secret guard, he had already handed over his fate to his master, and his life and death were controlled by others.

He raised his head, his eyes piercing through the night, looking at Cui Rong, his voice trembling slightly: "So, young lady, what kind of guarantee can you give me? So that I won't fall into deeper despair and danger after betrayal?"

Cui Rongrong did not say anything, but slowly pulled out a dagger with a cold glow.

Feng Yang took a step back subconsciously, but the next moment, she cut her palm without hesitation, and blood dripped onto the ground like morning dew. She raised her bloody hand high and swore to the sky with a firm voice: "If I break my oath today and fail to protect you, I am willing to sacrifice my own life and fall into the endless hell, suffering eternal torment and never reincarnate again."

Feng Yang's eyes widened when he heard this. Besides being shocked, he was also moved.

After a long while, his eyes finally became firm: "I hope your oath is true. Then, from now on, my life will be handed over to you."

Cui Rong raised a confident smile and handed the dagger back to Feng Yang. Then she tore off a piece of her clothes and casually covered her wound that was still bleeding: "Don't worry, no one else will know about this except you and me."

"I will not let you take risks in delivering the message. You only need to place the important information in the hidden crevice under the second rockery in the southeast of the palace, and I will find a way to obtain it."

Feng Yang looked at her in surprise and was amazed.

The location is remote yet close to the East Palace, and is indeed an ideal place to avoid being seen.

He had never expected that this seemingly weak woman was so familiar with the terrain of the palace.

"what your name?"

Cui Rongrong didn't seem to care about his surprise.

"I am Feng Yang."

She nodded slightly, a hint of approval flashing across her brows, "I've made a note of that. Now, go back. When facing the crown prince, you should know how to act most appropriately."

Feng Yang said nothing. Before leaving, he once again looked deeply at Cui Rong. There seemed to be thousands of words in his eyes, which finally turned into a silent sigh and he turned and left.

Cui Rongrong watched his back gradually go away. At this time, Tianlang beside her asked in a low voice: "Girl, can this man really be trusted?"

As her personal bodyguard, Tianlang knew very well that the secret guards often walked a line between loyalty and betrayal.

"If it were you, and someone could give you a glimmer of hope and pull you out of the endless quagmire, what would you choose?"

Cui Rongrong's eyes penetrated the night. "Should I choose to go all out and fight hard, or be content with the status quo and continue to sink?"

Tianlang was silent for a long time, and finally whispered: "I will choose to give it a try."

In this world full of mud and darkness, life is like being in purgatory. Even if the other side is still an endless hell, it is worth a try, just for that possible ray of light.

"He, like you, is looking for a chance to change his fate. Since I made a promise, I will not break it."

Cui Rongrong said calmly, "You only have one life. The proof that you have truly lived it is to hold it firmly in your own hands."

"let's go."