Along the way, she had heard many stories of the cruelty of Emperor Yan, Ji Yan. Some said he was ruthless and cruel, burning down the entire household of his maternal grandfather, totaling 207 people, in one night. Others said he was bloodthirsty and could eat human flesh, even killing his closest wet nurse. Still others said he loved to chop off people's heads and use them as footballs, and would kill ministers and princes he disliked without hesitation.
In short, the countless accounts became increasingly outrageous, but they all boiled down to the fact that the Yan Emperor was violent, ruthless, evil, and a morbidly irritable psychopath.
Perhaps these reasons are enough to convince the original owner to act on behalf of Heaven, but Shen Jiao died of a terrible disease in her previous life, and now that she has been given a second chance at life, she cherishes her life very much. These hatreds have nothing to do with her, and she will stay away from them as much as possible.
Such a high-level assassination mission is more suitable to be handed over to the other eleven sisters. What makes her so worthy of being the first to take on this task?
Thinking of this, taking advantage of the eunuch's departure, Shen Jiao casually tossed the dagger out the window and went to sleep.
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The Great Yan was the most powerful of the six kingdoms, with a strong and wealthy nation, a vast territory, and countless treasures. Although it did not welcome the dancing girls sent by the defeated kingdoms to seek peace, it did not treat them harshly. In the desolate wilderness of the northern frontier, each of the twelve dancing girls had her own room, which could be considered luxurious and generous.
Shen Jiao hadn't received such good treatment in a long time. She slept until dusk, and in her hazy state, she seemed to see a bewitching and handsome face floating in the air. He had a high nose, deep eyes, black hair as dark as ink, and skin that was excessively pale. His lips were as red as blood. The flickering candlelight made his sickly white skin almost transparent.
At first glance, it looks exactly like the god-slaying underworld deep in hell.
Shen Jiao was so startled that her pupils contracted slightly, and she was half awakened from her drowsiness. She almost shouted "Buddha, please bless me!" three times.
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