Pei Zhiyuan squatted down and looked at Shen Xu with a playful attitude. In his hand, he played with the black cloud pattern dagger that Shen Xu gave to Song Lin. The tip of the knife gently moved from her chest to her neck. "What are you doing? Miss Shen will know in a moment."

Shen Xu tilted his neck back, lowered his eyes to look at his hand, and nervously reminded him: "Be careful, don't shake your hands, this knife is very sharp, don't cut my neck."

"Don't touch my knife!" Song Lin cursed angrily, but didn't dare to move, for fear that he would really hurt Shen Xu.

Pei Zhiyuan used the blade to pry open the buttons on her neck, revealing her fair neck. "What a good knife! It looks like it has a mechanism?"

"If you want to play with a knife, just play with it. Don't play with it on my neck." Shen Xu shrank his neck back and said in a gentle voice, "If you don't, sir, let me go and I will teach you how to play."

Pei Zhiyuan moved the dagger away from her neck and immersed himself in studying the mechanism on it.

"Is there a mechanism behind the handle of this knife?" He was about to stab the knife into Shen Xu's thigh, but she quickly stopped him.

"Master Pei, if you stab me, I will die." Shen Xu pleaded with tears in his eyes, "If you want to test the knife, find a piece of pork. This knife is really not a joke."

"Really? I don't believe it." Pei Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to stab her leg.

But Shen Xu quickly begged for mercy, his voice rising a lot: "Master Pei, Master Pei! Let's discuss something. We can give you whatever you want."

"To be honest, I particularly admire you two. You are skilled in martial arts, resourceful, and a beautiful couple..." Pei Zhiyuan raised the dagger and plucked off a button on her chest, revealing her sexy collarbone. He lowered his eyes to glance at the white skin exposed on Shen Xu's chest, his voice calm.

"It's a pity that although your husband wants to join the Xuanjing Division, his arrogant attitude will not work for me at all. Just as you don't trust us, we have to be wary of you."

"Join, join! We will definitely join. It's all up to you. That's all right, husband, don't you agree?" Shen Xu nodded rapidly, her voice rising considerably. She gently nudged Song Lin and said in a tearful voice, "Husband, please say something."

Song Lin said in a deep voice, "Master Pei, you want to protect yourselves, and we want to protect ourselves too. Now that the little prince is in your hands, and our uncle is hiding in the dark, if you dare to do anything to us, my uncle will definitely not let you go. Why don't you let Xiuxiu and I go, and we promise not to interfere in the little prince's affairs anymore. Let's go our separate ways and keep our distance."

"Part ways?" Pei Zhiyuan laughed arrogantly. He moved his hand to the straps of Shen Xu's clothes and tore open her coat.

"At this point, Constable Song, don't you understand your situation?" He lifted Shen Xu's hands roughly from the ground by the rope that bound them, pushed him in front of Song Lin, and threatened him in a deep voice, "You and your young wife are our prisoners now. How can you have the qualifications to negotiate with us?"

Shen Xu's coat slipped down to her shoulders, revealing her springtime beauty under her translucent undergarment, which made her blood boil. She staggered a few steps unsteadily, knelt down at Song Lin's feet, and whimpered in pain.

"Xiu Xiu!" Song Lin cried out in worry, struggling to get up to protect her, but Pei Zhiyuan stepped on her shoulder and pushed her to the ground.

"What on earth does Lord Pei want to do! If you want to use me to threaten my husband, then give up on this idea as soon as possible." Seeing this, Shen Xu also struggled angrily and said coldly: "We have nothing!"

"Who said you have nothing? Don't you have everything you want? Miss Shen is both smart and pretty. Pei has wanted you since the first time he saw you."

Pei Zhiyuan let go of Song Lin, dragged Shen Xu up from the ground, put the knife to her neck, lowered his head and sniffed her neck, and threatened in a deep voice: "Beauty is something that can do a lot of things."

"Pei Zhiyuan, let her go." Song Lin struggled with the rope anxiously and quickly agreed: "Whatever you want Song to do, I will agree to it."

"Okay, tell me your plan to go to Beijing." Pei Zhiyuan stood behind Shen Xu, holding her shoulder with one hand and putting the dagger against her neck.

"Husband, I can't tell you." Shen Xu shook his head vigorously, his body trembling slightly, "I can't tell him."

Song Lin was afraid that he would really hurt Shen Xu, so he said anxiously: "Put down the knife first."

"No, don't say that..."

Pei Zhiyuan simply stabbed a knife into Shen Xu's collarbone. Warm blood flowed out from his shoulder. Shen Xu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body, and then his head became hot, and a tearing pain invaded his whole body.

Song Lin watched in shock as Pei Zhiyuan plunged the dagger into her body. His eyes widened, bloodshot, and murderous intent emanated from his body. His voice was deep and icy. "You dare to hurt her!"

Pei Zhiyuan was frightened by the murderous aura he released in an instant, and was slightly stunned, but he quickly calmed down, hugged Shen Xu's exhausted body tightly, and threatened in a gloomy tone: "Looking at Miss Shen's expression just now, it seems that this knife can kill her no matter where it is stabbed. Pei just wants to try it out."

"stop!"

"Should I press down the hilt of the knife? What will happen if I press it down? Will the poison hidden inside flow out?" Pei Zhiyuan put his hand on the hilt of the knife, staring at Song Lin with his hawk-like eyes.

"Husband..." Shen Xu gritted her teeth, enduring the splitting headache. She leaned against Pei Zhiyuan weakly and resisted with all her might: "Don't say that..."

"It seems this plan is very important to you." Pei Zhiyuan thrust the dagger deeper and threatened, "Our Xuanjing Division is best at torture. I won't let your young lady die so easily."

"Pei Zhiyuan...you killed me...my husband and uncle will not let you go." The image of herself glaring and cursing at others flashed through Shen Xu's mind. She curled up in extreme discomfort, and her beautiful facial features were twisted together.

"I say, let her go." Song Lin told his plan in a trembling voice, including using the Xuan Jing Division to bring them into the capital, presenting the Thirteenth Prince to the Imperial Master, and then waiting for an opportunity to assassinate the Imperial Master. They even made several assassination plans, all of which were very meticulous.

"Did you come up with all these ideas, my beauty?" Pei Zhiyuan loosened the dagger in his hand, hugged Shen Xu in his arms, and touched her pale face with his bloody hands.

Shen Xu was breathing heavily. She turned her head away and struggled to avoid his hand. Suddenly, she coughed up a mouthful of blood. She closed her eyes in great pain and murmured, "My head hurts... Who is it, I..."

"Xiu Xiu!" Song Lin hurriedly broke free from the rope, stepped forward to grab the person in Pei Zhiyuan's hand, and strode towards the carriage with her in his arms. Seeing this, Xiao Ba and Ah Hu quickly drew their swords to stop him, but saw Pei Zhiyuan signal them to stop and let Song Lin carry the person into the carriage.