On the other hand, she had just managed to brainwash herself into thinking of the tyrant as a talking cabbage.

Unexpectedly, life is full of unexpected twists and turns. Startled by Wang Fu's shrill voice, she jerked her hand and somehow, instead of the sword's edge, the scabbard landed on Ji Yan's neck. No wonder she and the tyrant are still alive; it would be strange if they died.

But clearly, Ji Yan's perspective was always different. In the tyrant's mind, what? There's a difference between the scabbard and the blade when it comes to killing? As long as you're well-fed and have the strength, even the scabbard can kill with a single blow!

Shen Jiao fell silent. She was clearly a frail and beautiful woman, so why was she being treated like a tough, muscular woman? That wasn't fair.

But what about Jianfeng?

Shen Jiao was lost in confusion.

Just as they were thinking this, a sudden panic erupted below. The previously lifeless Yan envoys suddenly perked up and jumped around like mice, shouting in unison, "Assassins! Assassins!"

A few particular people, while dodging, pulled out handkerchiefs and said, "Damn it, we have to sleep on the outer bed again. On the very first day, we've already dirtied the lady's new clothes."

"Me too! I begged my wife for three months before she finally made me new shoe soles."

"Speaking of which, how did a perfectly good Wei envoy suddenly turn into an assassin? I have a bold guess: His Majesty knew from the beginning that this person was suspicious, so he staged this whole thing!"

The ministers were enlightened, exclaiming, "Your Majesty is wise! Your Majesty is truly wise!"

Shen Jiao saw everything and looked puzzled. Couldn't everyone speak in a way that she could understand?

Assassin? Where did this assassin come from? She looked around and saw the sword she had been searching for firmly embedded in the crown of one of the Wei envoys. Looking further down, she saw that the man was holding a small crossbow, ready to be fired. Judging from this angle, it could probably pierce the tyrant's heart.

That was truly thrilling.

Wang Fu patted his chest, still shaken. He had just witnessed the sword fly from Shen Jiao's hand, arcing through the air before piercing the head of the Wei assassin, killing him instantly.

The entire set of movements was fluid and graceful, clearly the result of careful preparation.

Wang Fu realized why the Shen family girl had tried to stop him earlier; she had known all along that there was an assassin hiding among them. The Shen family girl had saved his life. What a wonderful person who did good deeds without expecting anything in return, and what a wise person who kept a low profile.

I'm so touched!

This Miss Shen is truly clever; she satisfied His Majesty's request while also eliminating the assassin.

In response, Shen Jiao could only ask: Is such a coincidence real? She regretted not buying a lottery ticket back then.

Ji Yan was clearly caught off guard by this turn of events. Her expression shifted inscrutably as she asked in a sinister tone, "Did you do this on purpose?"

Shen Jiao was completely bewildered by this turn of events. She couldn't understand Wang Fu's savior-like gaze at all. Feeling uneasy, she grabbed Ji Yan's leg and sincerely confessed, "Your Majesty, I'm innocent! Don't you know my own limitations? This was clearly an accident."

Ji Yan looked at Shen Jiao's bewildered and confused expression, her eyes turning cold, her gaze making Shen Jiao's scalp tingle with rage.

He was angry, but he was even angrier at the dead Wei assassin, always feeling a kind of irritability from having his limelight stolen.

Ji Yan rubbed her temples, which were throbbing with anger, and finally managed to squeeze out three words, "You're stupid."

There are countless people in this world who want to kill him, perhaps as many as from the capital to Langya Pass, or even more. But he only gave one chance to Shen Jiao, who turned out to be a hopeless idiot.

Shen Jiao felt wronged.

She worked so hard and was still insulted? Oh well, a magnanimous person doesn't hold grudges against a patient. "Your Majesty is right."

However, if you still want her to assassinate, could you please let her eat her fill first? She hasn't eaten for several hours and is truly starving.

But Ji Yan did not go mad again. Not long after the Wei assassin died, an urgent report came from the front line. Wei was using the pretense of seeking peace to send troops to take a detour and attack Langya Pass from the other side. Now, the Wei army had arrived at the gates of Langya Pass and was in great danger.

Ji Yan was furious and had nowhere to vent his anger. Instead of being annoyed by the Wei army's actions, he was actually quite pleased. He patted Shen Jiao on the head and said, "Look how considerate that old dog Wei is of me. He's obediently waiting for me to come back."

These words are similar to what a husband tells his young wife when he leaves, except that others come back to be affectionate, while he comes back to assassinate her. Can't this crazy tyrant just shut up for a while?! She's exhausted, okay?

Shen Jiao was starving and expressionless. "Yes, Your Majesty."

Ji Yan suddenly asked, "Are you trying to insult me?"

You didn't expect that, did you? Shen Jiao definitely wouldn't admit it after she'd already scolded him. She laughed, "I don't want to. I only praise His Majesty." She just scolded him casually.

"Then hurry up and praise me." Ji Yan actually took these polite words to heart. It was really inappropriate to say such nonsense at this time. Shen Jiao saw that the messenger was so anxious that he stomped his feet.

Shen Jiao took a deep breath, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and her eyes sparkled: "Your Majesty is the best person in the world."

A good person can encompass all positive terms.

Ji Yan was stunned. For some reason, he laughed for a long time while leaning against the pillar. He couldn't straighten his back and was almost laughing to tears. This was the funniest and most fake joke he had ever heard.

With Ji Yan gone, the empty hall felt even more spacious. Apart from the corpses strewn all over the floor, only Wang Fu and Shen Jiao remained, staring at each other.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shen Jiao didn't intend to speak first either. She continued eating Ji Yan's meal. Just now, Ji Yan only drank honey water and didn't touch the food at all. How could he have the strength to fight if he didn't eat? No wonder his skin was so white; he was obviously malnourished.

Perhaps seeing through Shen Jiao's thoughts, Wang Fu ordered the guards to clean up the mess, and then sat on the steps at her feet to explain, "His Majesty never eats meat."

The table was covered with chicken, duck, fish, and meat. Shen Jiao picked up a piece of pork rib and said, "Since he's averse to meat, why not prepare something he can eat?"

"Others don't know," Wang Fu said. "I didn't know before either. I only found out gradually over time. That's why His Majesty doesn't touch his food much at banquets. Over time, people outside have been saying that His Majesty is arrogant and disrespectful."

Shen Jiao ate another piece of braised pork. She didn't ask why. It was a rare escape from death; she was bound to have good fortune after surviving such a calamity! It was best not to inquire too much about royal secrets.

As a woman who was treated differently by Ji Yan and was also his savior, Wang Fu naturally dared not neglect Shen Jiao. So, after Shen Jiao had eaten her fill, he packed her up and sent her to the courtyard where Ji Yan was temporarily staying.

Before Ji Yan left, he personally told Shen Jiao to wait for him to return obediently. As a servant, how could Wang Fu dare to disobey her master's orders?

Shen Jiao had no objection to this arrangement, and was even very satisfied. Going from a small wooden bed to a large bed where she could roll around four times was obviously much better! If Ji Yan wanted to kill her, she couldn't escape no matter where she slept, so why not just relax and enjoy the present moment and take it one day at a time?

One should have a positive outlook on life and treat every day as a good day.

That night, Shen Jiao's warm, spring-like sleep suddenly turned into a cold, biting winter, as if a cold-blooded serpent coiled around her neck, making it hard for her to breathe. She opened her eyes abruptly and found Ji Yan, whom she hadn't seen for three days, lying beside her, holding her as they slept.