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

"Master, the village where the woman the Third Prince brought into the palace grew up was massacred last night. Our people rescued her mother and the village head, but the rest died."

"Hasn't it been discovered?"

"No, her mother's wound was on her heart, but the knife was stabbed too quickly and it went off course. She's out of danger now, but her mother's right little finger looked like it was intentionally cut off, and the cut was very even."

Liang Chongyue tapped the table with her fingers, her beautiful peach blossom eyes rolling in her eye sockets.

"They were so anxious to silence someone that the knife they were stabbing into their heart became crooked, and they were able to cut off their pinky finger so neatly. There must be a story behind this."

Liang Chongyue was already impatient to meet Yun Sanqi.

"Whose people are these people who massacred the villagers?"

"We haven't found out yet. The Jade Guards who were on duty nearby that night said they used an axe. They were all wearing night clothes and were very careful. They sneaked back three times to search the area to see if there were any fish that had slipped through their net, and they left no clues."

"This is a serious matter. The local authorities have already reported it. I think it will soon reach the capital. I just don't know if it will be intercepted."

Liang Chongyue narrowed his eyes dangerously:

"He not only killed the enemy but also sneaked back three times, just to kill them all. He must have some power in the local area. Liang Chongzhen has really grown a lot over the years. He is such a good whetstone. I wonder if my father will be satisfied."

Liang Chongyue picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea was cold and tasted okay.

"That woman's name is Yun Sanqi. After you've informed your elder and second brothers about this, you don't have to worry about it. As for her mother, as long as she's not dead, it's fine. Keep her alive; she'll be useful in the future."

For the first time, Chi Rong didn't quite understand what his master meant. He stood there without moving, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked the question in his heart.

"Master, please tell me why you didn't kill the Third Prince while he was still young. If you let him grow up, he will definitely become a serious threat in the future."

Liang Chongyue raised his drooping eyes and looked at Chi Rong with a slightly frown on his face. Suddenly, he felt a little refreshed.

"I thought you were just like them, blindly completing the tasks I gave you. I never thought Chi Rong would question my decisions one day, didn't he?"

Liang Chongyue put down the teacup in his hand, stood up, slowly walked to Chi Rong, and got close to his stiff body.

Looking at the veins on his neck that were bulging with tension, she lowered her head and smiled, then gently stroked it.

From behind his ear all the way down.

"I am a woman, and while my father is still alive, he can protect me for at least twenty years. After my father passes away, I will have already married. No matter who ascends the throne, won't I still be the most noble princess in Daxia?"

When Liang Chongyue said this, she almost leaned into Chi Rong's arms. It was a rare moment of deep affection. Her slender fingers could feel how hard Chi Rong was swallowing because of nervousness.

"The master is gifted... a child of destiny..."

Liang Chongyue had heard such words from countless people. Whenever someone started to compliment her, they would always start like this.

Liang Chongyue wanted to take his hand back. It was not as interesting as before.

Chi Rong has followed his master for so long that he knows some of his master's little private habits even better than Yun Ling.

He felt that the master's fingers were moving slower and slower on his neck, and knew that the master was becoming impatient.

If his next words fail to resonate with his master, he will probably be disliked by his master, just like the two watchdogs outside his master's door.

Apart from killing people and guarding the door for the master, there is no chance to raise a glass and drink with the master.

Chi Rong clenched his hands at his sides, his eyes determined, and he mustered up great courage to speak:

"Whether it's talent, literary talent, martial arts, scheming, political achievements... or even beauty, the master is the best in Daxia. Chi Rong has followed the master for ten years, and I dare not say that I know her very well. But one thing is certain: with such ability, the master will never be willing to be inferior to others in this life."

Liang Chongyue stopped the little movements in her hands and leaned quietly in Chi Rong's arms, feeling his heartbeat getting faster and faster.

You little brat, you pretend to be serious, but if you can, stop beating so fast.

Seeing his master so quiet, Chi Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The master would only be in such quiet contemplation when he was calculating his own interests, which meant that he seemed to be quite useful to the master at present.

He revealed the secret that his master had hidden for so many years, but his master still couldn't bear to kill him now.

Chi Rong secretly lowered his head to look at his master's lowered eyes, long eyelashes, beautiful and delicate little nose tip, and slightly raised corners of his mouth.

It was the first time that he was so close to his master, and his breath was filled with the fragrance of his master.

Liang Chongyue suddenly looked up and happened to see Chi Rong's smile, which he had not yet had time to retract.

"What are you laughing at? Do you think you understand me so well?"

When Chi Rong was questioned by his master, he immediately stopped smiling, stood up straighter, and dared not show any unnecessary expression on his face.

"No, Chi Rong simply felt that the master had such ability, worthy of all the men of Da Xia, and should not be buried in the backyard. Everything the master did over the years was for the benefit of the people of the world. If the master could ascend to the throne, it would be a blessing for the people of Da Xia."

Liang Chongyue suddenly pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and pressed it against the bulging veins on Chi Rong's neck. The quiet and well-behaved demeanor he had just shown disappeared in an instant, replaced by a sharpness and indifference that Chi Rong had never seen before.

"Chi Rong, do you know what you are talking about? Since ancient times, there has never been a woman who ascended the throne. Who do you belong to?"

The dagger flashed coldly, as if it could pierce into his fragile neck in the next second.

Chi Rong felt the coldness on his neck, loosened his clenched hands, took a deep breath of the air with the fragrance of his master, closed his eyes silently, and looked like he was ready to be killed or cut.

"I am no one's man. I am the master's dog. Everything I said today is from the heart. If you don't believe me, you can kill me. Chi Rong will always be loyal to you."

After hearing this, Liang Chongyue silently took a step back. It is true that you cannot judge a person by his appearance.

After ten years, she still hadn't realized that this guy was still a s|m. He wanted to be her dog right away and compete with the system for work.

Liang Chongyue looked Chi Rong up and down. He looked very handsome and cool, like a chivalrous man who roamed the world, had extraordinary skills, and loved to speak up for justice.

Especially in recent years, when people have transformed from their youthful immaturity to becoming more mature and charming, how come they have changed?

Liang Chongyue took the sharp dagger and slapped it on Chi Rong's handsome face. The dagger cut his face, and blood flowed down the blade and all the way to her hand.

"Do you like playing like this?"