The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

Yan She sat on a chair, holding a teacup in his hand, feeling uneasy when the eldest lady looked at him.

The North has always been at odds with Daxia, and even though he knew he would be driven out, he was still not used to lying.

Liang Chongyue hesitated whether to kill the man directly. Keeping him alive might cause endless troubles, so it was better to kill him.

Liang Chongyue hesitated for only two seconds before a dagger appeared in her hand.

Seeing the dagger that flashed with silver light, Yan She's face completely lost its color, and there was despair but also a hint of relief in his eyes.

"Do it yourself."

Liang Chongyue threw the dagger in his hand onto the table with a clang. The dagger shook on the table, and the reflected silver light flashed Yan She's eyes.

Looking at the gleaming silver dagger, Yan She smiled bitterly and drank the still hot tea in his hand. He reached out to take the dagger and pointed it at his neck. Before he did so, he really didn't want to die like this, and looked at Liang Chongyue with tears in his eyes.

"I have already explained my identity to you. I believe you have guessed who I belong to."

Liang Chongyue did not hide it from him. She looked at his big watery eyes and nodded silently.

"I'm not asking you to spare my life. I'll tell you everything I know. I also ask you to erect a monument for me so that I can be reincarnated as a human being in the underworld. When the Xia army breaks through the Northern Border Palace, can you send someone to burn paper and tell me?"

Liang Chongyue poured him another cup of tea, pretending not to notice the dagger on his neck and said:

"Okay, you can say it."

Liang Chongyue was also really curious. The old emperor of the Northern Territory locked him in the basement every day. What could he know?

Liang Chongyue poured cup after cup of water from the kettle. He really didn't expect that the old emperor locked someone in the basement every day, but this person could know so many things. He even knew the old emperor's private matters clearly.

Finally, the water in the kettle was empty. Liang Chongyue caught a glimpse of a pair of small green eyes hiding in the dark, which were shining with excitement because of the gossip he heard.

"I have told you everything I know, and I hope you can keep your promise."

The tip of the dagger pierced a bloody hole in his neck, and Liang Chongyue acquiesced to his actions without any mercy.

Yan She looked ready to die. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and with trembling hands, he slashed towards his neck.

After one slash of the knife, Yan She seemed to have lost all his strength and means, but he waited for a long time but the Black and White Impermanence did not come to take his soul away.

Hearing the sound of the teacup being put down, Yanshe quietly opened one eye and looked around.

Still in the tent just now, he had clearly already...

Liang Chongyue drank the tea that had already gotten a little cold, and took the dagger from his hand with a normal expression.

"On one side of this dagger, only the top blade was opened. You are lucky to have escaped."

Liang Chongyue put the retractable dagger she had specially bought into her shopping mall backpack. The dagger needed a lot of force to be put back in, and no one could put it in unless they really wanted to die.

Yan She didn't expect that he would save his life like this. There were still traces of the dagger he had held on his palm.

His back was soaked with sweat. He had been to the gates of hell, and now he knew what death felt like.

"Then Miss, shall I follow you from now on?"

Liang Chongyue smiled as she watched the way he addressed her change rapidly. She wasn't being soft-hearted, she just thought of a better use for it.

For some people, being alive is a blessing in disguise, Qi Yu and Yan She are both like this.

"Okay, but I don't like the word 'she'. Let's change it to 'yang', which means sun."

As the name suggests, "She" means to give up. If she accepts someone, she will not give him up easily.

Yan Yang stared at Liang Chongyue with a pair of eyes that flashed as if they had been washed by water. His original name was given to him by his father. He was illiterate before he was three years old. At that time, he just thought that his father would treat him and his mother well because he gave him a name.

Until he understood the meaning of the word "sacrifice", he no longer had any expectations of his father.

"Yan Yang thanks Miss for the name."

Liang Chongyue just smiled and said nothing. When he opened his hand, a dark brown pill was lying in his palm:

"If you take this poison, I will give you the antidote every month. If you don't take the antidote within an hour, you will die."

When Yan Yang saw the poison, the smile on his face froze for a moment, then recovered.

"That's how it should be. I'm from the North. Miss, being so cautious is also an explanation to the army."

The poisons Liang Chongyue chose were all extremely bitter. The one Li Yu'an ate was fake, but the one Yan Yang ate was really real.

One hour is fake. If you don't take the antidote ten minutes later, you will be in excruciating pain and die suddenly after one hour.

There was no resistance on Yan Yang's face. He picked up the small pill and swallowed it in front of Liang Chongyue. In order to prevent Liang Chongyue from seeing, he opened his mouth wide so that Liang Chongyue could see his tonsils.

The pills sold in the system mall will dissolve in water once they enter the mouth. Liang Chongyue smiled and watched Yan Yang happily swallow the poison in the previous second, and his delicate facial features wrinkled together in the next second. At that moment, he felt that the medicine was more bitter than his life.

"Okay, now that you've taken the poison, you can put these chairs together and sleep in my tent tonight. I'll get you a bed and blanket later."

After Liang Chongyue finished speaking, she stood up and went to the wooden box beside her. The things in the box were all packed for her by her mother. They were all practical and good things.

Liang Chongyue found a quilt and gave it to Yan Yang.

The bitter taste in Yan Yang's mouth had not yet subsided. When he took the quilt with both hands and touched its soft texture, he liked it all at once. Even the bitter taste in his mouth faded a lot for a while.

Liang Chongyue saw his interest and thought of the stories he had thought of. As a bystander, it was indeed interesting to listen to them.

But if she put herself in that scene, she would also admire Yan Yang's tenacity.

"This quilt will belong to you from now on. Tomorrow I will ask Ping An to bring you a small bed, and you will stay by my side from now on."

Yan Yang didn't think there was anything wrong. His life was no longer in his own hands, so he naturally had to be obedient and do whatever his master said.

"Host, aren't you afraid that this guy will attack you while you're asleep?"

The system dog's furtive voice sounded, and Liang Chongyue glanced at the corner where the system was hiding:

"Your tail was almost in his face, and he didn't even notice you were hiding there. Don't worry, he can't kill your host."

Upon hearing this, the system looked at its tail which had not been hidden well and immediately retracted it.