Ye Wanqing naturally wouldn't believe what they said, but she couldn't help but think carefully about what Murong Yan had done.
However, apart from occasionally talking to Ling Mo in secret and exchanging glances with Liu Zhang covertly, she didn't seem to have done anything to harm herself.
He even found himself in danger many times in order to solve cases for himself.
Let’s not talk about whether to act or not, let’s just talk about whether it is necessary?
Besides, his situation was just as some people had said just now. He was clearly a discarded pawn. What could Murong Yan really get from him?
There is no need to waste so much time and energy on a discarded pawn.
However, Fu Yi had also reminded himself to be careful of Murong Yan, and he also admitted after drinking that his purpose of approaching Shen Xu was not simple.
Although she and Murong Yan had not spent much time together, the sincerity he showed to her did not seem to be an act.
In any case, it is much better than these goods...
She and Xu Wanrong had been close friends since childhood, and were so close that they could talk about almost anything. But this woman would actually stab her in the back and send someone to defile her.
Thinking of the scene that day when she pretended to run to his mourning hall and cry, he was so moved that he burst into tears.
I have heard the words of defense in the Dali Temple. Her sarcastic remarks were even more hypocritical than those of my half-sister Ye Xueruo. Thinking about it now makes me feel sick.
Ye Wanqing didn't waste time and got straight to the point: "So, what do you want me to do for you?"
At this time, footsteps were heard on the stairs again, and a tall man wearing a navy blue cloak and a white mask with gold patterns walked up. He straightened his robe and sat down beside the table.
He said concisely, "How is it? Is there any result?"
Murong Yao replied: "I'm waiting for you."
The man seemed to glance in Ye Wanqing's direction, then said coldly: "Why did you untie him? If you want money, just cut off one of his little fingers and send him to the southern border. It doesn't matter if you kill him."
"How can you kill him? He's still useful."
"What's the use? Didn't I tell you I have another way?"
Murong Yao replied, "Can you guarantee that everything is foolproof? How much information can be extracted from a servant girl? This prince later thought about it and realized that it was unnecessary. If we want to know something, we can just capture her and torture her severely."
Ye Wanqing reacted immediately and exclaimed, "You also captured A Rao!"
The man with the white mask and gold patterns glanced at the people present and didn't answer her. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "That masked young general hasn't returned yet. Could he be being held captive by Murong Yan's secret guards?"
The man sitting next to him with a strong voice said, "Don't worry about that. Fan'er was carefully trained by us. He has almost no rivals in Dongyi. Even if he faces several masters, he will not fail."
The man sitting in the middle continued, "If there's a chance, I'd like to fight Young Master Fu from the Southern Territory. Maybe my Fan'er won't be at a disadvantage."
"Haha, that 500,000 taels of silver head might even end up in Brother Ye's pocket."
Ye Wanqing's breathing stagnated, a chill ran down her spine, and her expression became stern.
Although the people sitting around the table were all wearing masks and cloaks, she had already guessed most of what they were.
She just didn't expect that these people could sit at the same table and plot to seize the world and murder the prince!
Ye Wanqing lowered her head, then suddenly gave a bitter laugh through her tears. She looked at the man in the black cloak sitting in the middle with a sad look on her face and asked woodenly, "It's just money, how much do you want?"
"That depends on how much Master Shen's little finger is worth." The man in the black cloak in the middle saw her staring at him.
He said with a somewhat unhappy tone: "I suggest that we kill the hostages immediately after we get the money."
The man with the white mask with gold patterns said, "Then let's put it to a vote. As long as he lives, he will only hinder our great cause. I propose to kill him now and cut off his little finger."
The man with a powerful voice said, "I don't care, as long as it doesn't affect the final result."
"I don't agree." Unexpectedly, Xu Wanrong stopped her and said, "I only agree to cut off Master Shen's little finger for money, not to kill him."
"I agree with this young lady. If we anger the Southern Territory in advance, it will be detrimental to our future actions."
"So, the decision is in my hands?" Murong Yao smiled wickedly and looked at Ye Wanqing and said, "How about Prince Shen try to change into the women's clothing on the table? Maybe he can please me and let you go."
Ye Wanqing didn't care about Murong Yao's offense. She glanced sadly at the people sitting around the table who were about to cut off their little fingers, and her heart was dead.
But she quickly calmed down. They were going to murder Murong Yan and would also hurt Jiang Yu and A Rao. If she lost her composure now, she would be unable to do anything.
At least, find a way to protect them!
She tried to remain calm, and after a while she stood up, slowly closing the lid of the box containing the women's clothing, and said coldly: "This prince can join you, and can even directly take money from the Fu family to give to you."
"But I want to hear everyone's reasons. Why do you have to kill me?"
"You're just a discarded pawn." The hoarse-voiced man sitting in the middle said contemptuously, "How much money can you get?"
Ye Wanqing really didn't want to answer his question, but she tried hard to suppress the mixed feelings in her heart. After a moment's hesitation, she lowered her voice and said sarcastically, "It's you, Commander Ye. This is a number you wouldn't even dare to imagine in your lifetime."
The man sitting in the middle shuddered, and his unpleasant voice suddenly turned cold: "How did you know it was me?"
"I suspected it was you long before you attacked Young Master Ling at the Wanxiang Tower. Your voice hadn't changed the last time. If A Rao hadn't blocked the attack for me, I would have died under your spear."
Ye Wanqing stared with bloodshot eyes, gritting her teeth to hold back tears, and said with difficulty: "Commander Ye, I never thought you would collude with these people."
She cried out loudly, tears finally bursting out, "Are you going to ruin General Ye's reputation?"
Ye Qingshan slammed the table hard and stood up. Anger and murderous intent filled the entire room. He threatened angrily, "I can stab you to death right now!"
Ye Wanqing was not intimidated by his aura at all. She slammed her hands on the table, her shoulders heaving with anger. She stared at him angrily and said word by word, "General Ye fought bravely on the battlefield and killed the enemy. He earned the reputation of the Loyal and Brave General's Mansion after a lifetime of military service. Are you going to burn it down?"
"Brother Ye Fan, you have spent your whole life training in martial arts and joining the army to become that kind of person. Are you going to ruin it all?"
"Damn, it's none of your business!" Ye Qingshan rolled up his sleeves and was about to go up and hit her.
Xu Wanrong covered her mouth with her hand, turned sideways and whispered to Murong Yao, "I've heard that Master Shen might be a bit of a traitor, but I didn't expect it to be true. Just listen to how affectionately he calls Ye Fan."
Murong Yao nodded in understanding and raised his hand to help, saying, "Don't make a fuss. Since Prince Shen has agreed to join, let's all sit down and have a good talk."
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