Li Shimin faked his death? Then I will be powerful enough to conquer the world!

After hearing what Bian Ji said, Princess Gaoyang seemed to have all her strength drained away and fell silent in an instant.

Her chest rose and fell slightly, and her eyes were full of unwillingness.

She took light steps and slowly moved closer to Bian Ji, pointing her finger at Fang Yiai with disdain.

"Little monk, look at how timid and cowardly he is. It's really disgusting."

"How can he compare with you?"

"He is far inferior to you in terms of talent, demeanor, and temperament."

Princess Gaoyang's voice became sharp with anger and echoed in the night sky.

"I, Gao Yang, have been noble all my life. How could I have ended up in a situation where I was in the company of such a coward?"

"This is simply the greatest shame of my life! I love you, Bian Ji, and you also have me in your heart, right?"

"We truly love each other, and this should be the most beautiful thing in the world. What's wrong with that?"

"The root of all this lies with my father! He disregarded my wishes and forced me to marry Fang Yiai."

"I have no love in my heart, why should I spend the rest of my life with someone I don't like?"

"I just want to be with the one I love, why is it so difficult?"

After saying that, she gently brushed her long, inky hair to both sides. The action seemed to be showing off her peerless beauty, but also seemed to be venting her inner resentment.

A charming face was revealed, but at this moment, those beautiful eyes were full of resentment and stubbornness.

"Well, since this mortal world cannot accommodate our love, let us transcend this cycle of life and death together."

"At worst, we'll all die together. What's so scary about that?"

"I am willing to die with you."

Princess Gaoyang's gaze at Bian Ji was filled with deep affection.

Bian Ji just sat cross-legged on the ground with his head lowered, his lips tightly closed, and the sound of Amitabha Buddha coming from his mouth continuously.

The low Buddhist sound was like a lament coming from the depths of his heart, trying to suppress the surging waves of emotions in his heart with the boundless power of Buddhism.

He knew that he had fallen into an irretrievable situation, that he had broken the precepts and committed grave sins. Now he could only seek a little spiritual relief under the mercy of the Buddha.

Seeing that Bian Ji seemed to be out of the matter and had no response to her affectionate confession, Princess Gaoyang's anger suddenly erupted and was all poured out on Fang Yiai who was not far away.

"Fang Yiai, it's all because of you, a despicable villain, like a rat in the gutter, who secretly destroyed the beautiful love between me and Bian Ji."

"What are your intentions? Are you jealous of me? You shameless bastard, you deserve to die early and go to hell!"

Her eyes were filled with malice and hatred, as if they could transform into sharp blades to cut Fang Yiai into pieces.

“Even if I die here today and turn into a ghost wandering the world, I will never let you go!”

"I will tear off every piece of your flesh, chew it up and swallow it, only then can I relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Princess Gaoyang's face was distorted with anger, and her vicious gaze was still directed straight at Fang Yiai.

Fang Yiai seemed to have his spine pulled out. He sat slumped on the cold ground, his eyes closed, and sighed deeply.

He endured the sharp pain in his heart and spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and trembling: "Gao Yang, I really didn't tell on anyone, you have to believe me..."

At this time, Princess Gaoyang's mind had been blinded by anger and despair, and she could not listen to anything he said. The hatred in her heart was like a surging tide, completely drowning her reason.

Zhang Xianhuai had a stern expression on his face as he watched this chaotic and absurd farce with cold eyes.

His eyes were icy, his thin lips parted, and he uttered a few cold words: "Come here, by His Majesty's order, chop this evil monk Bian Ji into a pulp in front of the princess as a warning to others."

Upon hearing this, Princess Gaoyang immediately stopped cursing Fang Yiai and instead stared at Zhang Xianhuai with her resentful eyes.

"How dare you! How dare you be so presumptuous!"

Her voice resounded through the night sky, carrying the majesty and anger of a Tang Dynasty princess.

Zhang Xianhuai just glanced at her indifferently, without any fear in his eyes.

"Just wait and see if this commander dares or not."

"Stop the princess and make sure she sees it with her own eyes."

"At worst, I will sacrifice my life today to exchange for yours, the princess."

"Your threats are nothing to this commander."

His tone was as calm as water, without the slightest fluctuation.

When Princess Gaoyang heard Zhang Xianhuai's words, she did not fly into a rage as everyone expected. Instead, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a creepy smile.

This smile suddenly gave Zhang Xianhuai an ominous premonition.

He knew that the princess in front of him was not a normal person, she was a lunatic.

She knew that Fang Yiai loved her deeply and took good care of her, but she insisted on using every word like a knife to pierce the softest and most vulnerable pain points in his heart.

Zhang Xianhuai experienced countless bloody storms in the Jinyiwei's Zhaoyu and met countless crazy people like Princess Gaoyang.

But compared with Princess Gaoyang, those people seemed insignificant due to the disparity in their status.

As a princess of the Tang Dynasty, Princess Gaoyang's madness and willfulness were infinitely magnified because of her noble status.

And these lunatics all have one thing in common.

That's extreme.

Princess Gaoyang's gaze slowly shifted to the depressed Fang Yiai, and her eyes miraculously became as gentle as water, and her voice became soft and gentle.

"Yi Ai, haven't you always longed to be married to me? Haven't you always said that you love me? Well, today, I will fulfill your wish."

Fang Yiai couldn't believe his ears. He slowly raised his head, his eyes full of shock.

He stared at Princess Gaoyang intently, as if he was looking at a complete stranger.

"Gao Yang, what exactly do you want to do?"

His voice trembled slightly, and a strong sense of unease welled up in his heart.