Everyone gave their ideas:

"Pick out the flowers with your sword."

"It's hard to control the sword. What if I destroy the undead flower? It's better to wrap your hands with clothes and then pick them."

"The undead flower can even corrode human skin, flesh and bones. Could it be that it can't corrode clothes?"

"this……"

You looked at me, I looked at you, we looked at each other, both of us were at a loss, and couldn't think of any feasible solution.

Zong Zhengchen was lost in thought, glancing at the pile of bones, and accidentally discovered that the flower of the dead was growing on the antlers of a deer.

If we take down the antlers, wouldn't that be equivalent to getting the flower of the dead?

He raised his voice: "Take the antlers."

"No." Qin Ye stopped him immediately. "Look at the plants here. There are thousand-year-old trees, hundred-year-old vines, ever-thriving undead flowers, and guardian animals. This place is no longer an ordinary place."

"In the eyes of animals, this is a sacred place. If you take away the antlers directly and destroy the sacred place, it might anger them and cause more serious consequences."

In the city, humans can control animals.

But in these mountains, in the animals' territory, we must respect every life.

Han Ying thought that what the master said made sense:

"Master, let your subordinates go and get the antlers!"

This is the simplest and most effective way.

Qin Ye looked at her and said, "Use another method."

It is cruel and brutal to destroy the sacred places of animals and their faith.

Han Ying frowned: "Are you thinking too much, Princess? They are just animals, we are human beings."

“All beings are created equal.”

Han Ying laughed even more after hearing this: "The princess says that all beings are equal, but she can't live without chicken, duck, fish and meat every day. If that's the case, the princess' hands are stained with blood, and she kills people every day...ah!"

A slap, crisp!

Han Ying covered his cheek in shock, turned his head to the side, and didn't react for a long time.

Han Feng knelt down hurriedly, "Master, calm down! My sister didn't mean to contradict the princess. Master, please forgive my sister for the sake of our siblings and for following you for fifteen years!"

Qin Ye pursed his lips.

These two siblings have followed Zong Zhengchen for such a long time. They have experienced life and death along the way. Although they are master and servant, they have already become friends for life and death.

Although Han Ying would occasionally talk back to her, she didn't want to ruin their fifteen-year relationship as master and servant because of her.

She took Zong Zhengchen's sleeve, pulled it gently, and whispered:

"Why did you hit her in front of so many people? She was just in a hurry to get the flower of the dead."

Because of this slap, the atmosphere now is very weird and awkward.

Han Ying covered her face tightly, and her teeth almost broke when she heard Qin Ye's words.

There's no need for you to pretend to be kind!

Dare to be angry but dare not speak out.

Kneeling on one knee on the ground, burying his head, hiding all the emotions on his face, just kneeling there quietly.

Zong Zhengchen glanced at her, waved his sleeves coldly, and turned away:

"The master is the master, the slave is the slave, without rules, there will be no order."

"Okay, stop talking."

Han Ying has followed for fifteen years, worked hard, and served his master loyally with all his heart. Wouldn't it be too harsh to erase all his hard work and dedication over the past fifteen years just because of a few words?

She held the man's arm, looked at the antlers and small flowers in the middle of the bones, and said:

"As for the undead flower, I have a way. Maybe you can try it."

Zong Zhengchen was curious: "Oh?"

Others also looked over and asked, "What's the solution?"

Qin Ye said: "When animals are dying, they will choose to sleep here. Can it be understood that only corpses can get close to the dead flower?"

"In that case, let the corpse get the flower of the dead."

Everyone was confused: "???"

Let a corpse pick flowers?

When a person dies, he won't move. How can you pick flowers from a corpse? Why can't they understand what the princess said?

Zhang Fei scratched his head. "I have studied hundreds of medical books, but I have never heard of a secret method that can control corpses?"

Qin Ye smiled faintly, raised the corners of his lips, and said meaningfully:

"The body... is mine."

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