Chapter 438: My people are yours, and my life is also yours

"If you kill him, I will immediately release your daughter! Otherwise, I will strangle her to death right now!"

As Xiao Beicheng spoke, he placed his big hand on Yin'er's slender neck. Yin'er's crying suddenly became hoarse, and her small body began to struggle violently.

Xiyan trembled all over, her eyes fell on the dagger at her feet, then she looked at Xiao Nanyue, a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes.

She raised her hand slightly, but then clenched it suddenly, her fingertips digging deep into her palm, causing blood to seep out.

Xiao Nanyan felt a pang of pain in his heart when he saw her in pain. Before he could open his mouth, Chu Jin beside him angrily scolded him:

"Xiao Beicheng, I never thought you could be so vicious and embarrass women and children. What kind of ability do you have!"

Xiao Beicheng smiled more and more proudly:

"Difficult? This is a deal we both agreed to. Xiyan, do you want to keep your daughter alive?"

He applied a little force on his hands, and Yin'er's crying became weaker, and her little face turned red.

"don't want!"

Xiyan screamed miserably, her body swaying: "Don't hurt my daughter!"

Xiao Nanyan glared at Xiao Beicheng:

"The person you wish to kill is me, the king. Why would you resort to surgery on a baby less than a year old? Aren't you afraid of tarnishing your reputation by killing such a child? I will grant your wish!"

Xiao Beicheng chuckled, his eyes full of cunning:

"Then I'll be happy to watch a good show."

Xiao Nanyan turned his head and looked at Xi Yan, whose face was pale. His voice was calm and almost eerie, and his eyes were clear:

"Yanyan, I know that you still harbor resentment for attacking Nanzhao and forcing me to marry you. It was I who insisted on bringing you and Yin'er back to Tianqi, but I failed to protect you and your daughter, and instead dragged you into this mess. I understand all the hatred and resentment you've harbored towards me these days. Now, if you pick up the dagger and stab me, you can both dispel your resentment and save Yin'er."

Xiyan bit her red lips tightly, her knuckles turned white, but she never touched the dagger.

Xiao Nanyan knew in his heart that Xiao Beicheng could do what he said. If Xiyan refused to take action, Yin'er would certainly be in danger; but if Yin'er really had an accident, he would be heartbroken, and Xiyan would hate him for the rest of her life.

So, she must stab with this knife.

He took a step forward, slowly picked up the dagger, and handed it to Xiyan's trembling hands.

Her hands were shaking so much that she could barely hold the knife, and tears blurred her vision.

Although she hated Xiao Nanyan, he was now her husband and the father of her daughter.

Over the past eight or nine years, he had already been engraved into her bones and blood, and could not be separated at all.

Even when she hated him the most, she didn't stab him.

Seeing this, Xiao Nanyan deliberately provoked him:

"Kill me, and you'll be free. No one will force you to do anything you don't want to do. You can take Yin'er back to Nanzhao and live the life you truly want, without being bound by anyone."

Xiyan's eyes trembled, knowing that he was deliberately provoking her like this to make her take action.

Seeing Xiyan was hesitant to take action, Xiao Beicheng's eyes flashed with impatience, and he put a little force on Yin'er's neck with his big hand:

"Xiyan, if you don't do something, this girl will really lose her temper!"

Yin'er was so scared that tears streamed down her face, her sobs were hoarse and broken, and her little face turned red.

Xiyan's heart was broken. She finally raised the dagger, gritted her teeth, and stabbed Xiao Nanyue in the chest.

But just as the blade was about to touch his clothes, her hand stopped, her eyes full of struggle and pain.

In front of her eyes, there appeared:

Nine years ago, on the streets of Nanzhao, he appeared like a mysterious light and saved her. From then on, he walked into her life and made her willingly serve him.

The heartbeat of youth will be remembered for a lifetime, no matter how many setbacks and hurts there are later.

Is she really going to kill him?

Xiao Nanyue saw her hesitation, suddenly curled his lips, reached out and held her hand, and thrust the dagger into his body.

He looked at her, his voice as soft as a sigh:

"Yanyan, I hope... this blow can eliminate all your hatred towards me."

"Xiao Nanyan, you...you..." Xiyan was so frightened that she took a step back and almost fell down.

She looked at the blood oozing from his chest, her lips trembling, unable to utter a word, tears streaming down her face.

Xiao Nanyan endured the severe pain and said in a hoarse but firm voice: "Yan Yan... my people are yours, and my life is also yours."

Blood flowed down his clothes and formed a pool on the ground.

He gritted his teeth, looked up at Xiao Beicheng, and cried out in tears:

"Now, it's your turn to keep your promise and release Yin'er!"

Seeing this, Xiao Beicheng laughed out loud:

"Xiao Nanyan, oh Xiao Nanyan, how could you become so stupid? You're going to die soon, what's the point of keeping this girl around? I might as well throw her to death and let her follow you into the underworld!"

As he spoke, he lifted Yin'er up high.

At this moment, he was in high spirits and neglected to take precautions.

The moment Xiao Nanyue fell to the ground, he suddenly exerted his strength and the short blade in his body shot out with a "whoosh" sound, hitting Xiao Beicheng's wrist that was holding Yin'er.

Xiao Beicheng let go of her hand in pain. The moment Yin'er fell to the ground, Xiao Nanyue suddenly rolled over and hugged his daughter in his arms, finding strength from nowhere.

However, after using up his last bit of strength, Xiao Nanyue, holding Yin'er, staggered against the stone wall of the watchtower and slowly collapsed.

Xiao Beicheng was furious and swung his sword to kill Xiao Nanyue and Yin'er. Seeing this, Chu Jin immediately drew his sword and stepped forward to hold Xiao Beicheng back.

Xiyan felt as if her heart was being strangled by a pair of invisible hands, and the feeling of suffocation instantly overwhelmed her.

Seeing Xiao Nanyue lying in a pool of blood, still holding Yin'er tightly in his arms, her sanity collapsed.

Finally, a shrill and hoarse cry came out of his throat:

"Xiao Nanyan!"