After the dancer took the food box, she slowly opened the lid. Inside were some exquisite snacks and some delicious-looking meals.
"Is this... red pea cake?"
The man looked at the pastries in the food box in disbelief. Su Mengyan thought that these pastries could indeed attract the attention of these assassins, and it was worth it for her to spend so much time making these complicated pastries.
"This thing is very difficult to make. Even in our Nanman, few people can make it. The smell is also the kind that the Nanman people are best at. Could this woman be from our Nanman?"
"No, if this woman is really from the Southern Barbarians, why would she be willing to help the prince?"
Several people started whispering there, and the chattering made Su Mengyan feel a little annoyed, so she simply walked up and talked to them.
"Alright, alright, you guys don't need to discuss this anymore. I'm not from the Nanman tribe. I just learned how to make these pastries from a local Nanman master when I was traveling. If you like this red pea cake, I can make it for you."
After Su Mengyan finished speaking, the others no longer cared whether she was from the Southern Barbarians or not, and scrambled to grab the cakes in the food box. The dancer picked up a piece of cake and put it in her mouth. After chewing it for a few times, tears gently slid down from the corners of her eyes.
"This taste... is the same as the red pea cake that my lord gave me back then..."
"Then your lord must be a careful person. If you don't mind, would you be willing to tell me about your lord?"
Seeing that the time had come, Su Mengyan tried to get some information out of these people.
But the dancer was an assassin after all, so she was always cautious and careful in everything she did. Her thoughts suddenly shifted from the image she had just thought of her lord.
The dancer gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her eyes became sharp again.
"So you brought these things here just to get us to tell the truth, right? Well, I'm telling you, you won't be able to get anything out of any of us."
The dancer suddenly became rational.
Su Mengyan thought to herself that it seemed that the idea of using food to influence their hearts was still a bit naive. Thinking of the things she had seen in TV dramas before, why did they become so false on her now?
There was no time to think too much, so she could only find another way to get information out of these people.
"I know your Nanman land has been destroyed. And as far as I know, the reason why the lord you just mentioned sent you guys to assassinate the emperor is because the current emperor personally led his troops to wipe out your Nanman land. If you say you are seeking revenge, that is understandable, but I just can't bear to see you guys being used like this."
Since the food plan failed, Su Mengyan thought of playing the emotional card with them. Since she was here today, she had to get something out of them.
"Your lord must have been poisoned by now, right? Coincidentally, I happen to have the antidote for the poison your lord has been poisoned with. If you are willing to cooperate, I can consider saving your lord's life."
Before I traveled through time, I read this book carefully. Although the book briefly mentioned such an unimportant character, fortunately, my memory is still good and I still remember such a person.
She remembered that this lord adopted a group of orphans and used them as his assassins. Later, the land of Nanman was destroyed. It was Situ Yao's father, the emperor of the time, who led troops to wipe out the people. Then this lord took these people to an unknown place. Many years later, they sought revenge on the emperor again. Although they failed in the end, several people were still alive. There was no mention of their roles after that in the book.
"How did you know? Impossible! How could an outsider like you possibly know the lord's current situation..."
The man who had just been mocking Situ Yao suddenly became excited. He couldn't believe that Su Mengyan knew about his lord. Indeed, his lord's health had been getting worse over the years, and they had been trying their best to find an antidote that could remove the poison from his lord's body, but they had found nothing over the years.
They still didn't believe that Su Mengyan, a little woman, could have such great ability to get the antidote. They looked at Su Mengyan doubtfully, while Su Mengyan showed them that she was very relaxed.
"Do you really have an antidote?"
The dancer didn't care about anything else. Her mind was now completely focused on her lord, and she didn't want to miss any opportunity to find an antidote for her lord.
"Come on, what good would it do me to lie to you guys?"
Su Mengyan still looked at them with a relaxed expression, and then when she saw that a few people still didn't believe her, she took out a bottle of medicine from her arms and talked a lot to them in a very logical manner.
"The antidote in this bottle is the one that can cure the poison in your lord's body. Your lord contracted the cold poison when he was picking Thousand Forest Grass in the snowy mountains a few years ago, right? The cold poison didn't take effect at first, and your lord didn't feel it, but in recent years, I'm afraid your lord has had a hard time every day, right?"
"You're right... Our lord has been suffering from the cold poison for several years... and has been on the verge of death recently..."
When the dancer said this, she couldn't help but shed tears again.
Situ Yao looked at Su Mengyan in front of him. He found it hard to imagine how such a woman could know so much. This made him doubt Su Mengyan again.
"If you can really give us the antidote, we are willing to obey you and give you anything you want..."
"Shut up! We can't just let them manipulate us like this! Who knows if the antidote he has is real? If it's not real, and we fall for their tricks, then the loss will outweigh the gain! Qing'er, you can't be so foolish!"
The man walked up to the dancer and grabbed her shoulders tightly with both hands, fearing that she would be deceived because of love.
"Stop talking. As long as it's for the Lord, I'd be willing to die..."
The dancer seemed to have made up her mind.
"But the Imperial Concubine has already said that as long as we get the job done, she will give us the antidote for our master! Why should we listen to a woman like that? Maybe the antidote in the Imperial Concubine's hand is the real one!"
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