Gongsun Lanyue, Feng Lingyun, An Rui, Si Wei, Feng Yuxiu and the others all used up their last bit of strength and moved to An Xin's side.

They originally thought that they could pretend to be unconscious and find a chance to escape, and then the guards would steal a boat and leave. They didn't expect that their whereabouts were under the control of Concubine Huarui and King Nanyu.

Feng Yuxiu: "Teacher, are we all going to die here today?"

"Are you scared?" An Xin asked.

"Teacher, will the sacrifice be burned to death?" Shan Yongzhen asked cautiously, "Or will it be thrown into the sea to feed the fish?"

An Xin is a good teacher and answered their questions seriously: "It could also be stewed or boiled."

"Teacher, please stop talking." Chi Lan's face turned pale, and she said in a fearful tone, "These two ways of dying seem more terrifying."

Their unscrupulous teacher pursed his lips and firmly pressed down the upturned corners of his mouth.

Seeing that those who were awake were glaring at her with gritted teeth after hearing what she said, An Xin realized that she had angered everyone.

“!!!” Is this female envoy from Daqian a devil?

Why are the words so scary? It's so scary!

At Concubine Huarui's command, a group of people came in from outside the palace and roughly took An Xin and the others to a place surrounded by stone pillars with incomprehensible patterns carved on them.

Incense and candles had been lit on the altar, and for a moment the smoke was curling up, exuding a rich aroma.

A person wearing a black robe and with his face covered stood there. An Xin recognized that this person was the aunt of Concubine Huarui who knew some kind of witchcraft.

Seeing An Xin and the others being brought over, a woman in a strange black robe sprinkled something into the black oily pit in the middle of the altar, and a ball of fire immediately started burning.

Seeing the burning black oil pit, everyone's eyes were filled with fear.

"Teacher...you...you are wrong. They are going to fry us." Shan Yongzhen said with chattering teeth.

An Xin: “…”

"Wow, cousin, we were both killed in one fell swoop." An Rui grabbed An Xin's sleeve and said distressedly, "I don't know if my parents can still have children, otherwise our An family will be wiped out."

An Xin looked at his cousin who had a face full of regret. He was still thinking about the issue of continuing the An family's bloodline at this time. He was indeed a good descendant of the An family.

But before she could be moved, An Rui had already let her go.

He turned around and silently grabbed Feng Lingyun's hand, which was shaking slightly, and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, we are not the only ones being fried. There are so many people walking the Yellow Spring Road together. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

"..." An Xin held his forehead with his hand and said, "Cousin, are you sure these are words of comfort?"

At this time, Concubine Huarui's son was also carried over on a soft couch and placed in the middle of the altar.

The woman in black robe began to mutter something, which sounded more like chanting than reciting a spell.

An Xin looked at the unconscious person nearby, and saw the eldest prince Si Han lying among a crowd of people from the corner of his eye. However, when he heard someone say that he was going to be fried, his uneasy eyelids trembled slightly.

It seems that they know everything they need to know. No wonder they were discovered to be abnormal by the people arranged by Concubine Huarui in the inn.

An Xin smiled and looked sideways. Well, some of the people in Bei Ming knew they were going to be fried in oil, and they clenched their fists so tightly that they could hardly hold it anymore.

"Throw the unconscious people into the fire pit first," the old woman in black robe ordered, "and then throw the awake people in."

"You f*cking perverted old woman," someone shouted, "You want us awake people to see ourselves end up like this, isn't that too cruel?"

"Hehehe!" The black-robed woman's laughter made everyone panic.

"The curse can only be lifted by watching noble people like you struggle in the sea of ​​fire."

"Pervert, big pervert, disgusting old woman." Some people, who were about to collapse due to fear, began to attack with words crazily.

Just as Nanyu's guards walked over to drag those who were pretending to be unconscious and throw them into the pit of black oil and flames, An Xin discovered another interesting thing.

When a guard walked over to drag the eldest prince Si Han, he was knocked unconscious by the woman dressed as a man named Bei Ming, who secretly pushed Xiao Wenrou, who was lying next to Si Han, forward without making a sound.

Xiao Wenrou, who was also pretending to be unconscious, gnashed her teeth in anger.

Faced with the fact that she was about to be the first batch of people to be thrown into the black oil wok and fried, Xiao Wenrou could no longer pretend. She suddenly opened her eyes, dragged the Bei Ming woman who had just pushed her forward to die, and handed her directly to the guards.

"Shouldn't we blast the unconscious one first? I'm not unconscious, throw her in first."

As soon as Xiao Wenrou finished speaking, she met a pair of gloomy eyes.

"Si...Si Han, she was the one who wanted me to die first."

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Si Han, with an expressionless face, glanced at the woman dressed as a man with an ambiguous look in his eyes, then turned his head and said nothing.

When An Xin saw the woman dressed as a man from Bei Ming defending the eldest prince Si Han, it reminded her of the envoy from Bei Ming who was so shocked that he almost fell down after seeing Si Han before she came to Nanyu.

Then I thought of Kong Xun, who was raised in Tutor Kong's home but looked 70% similar to Emperor Sheng An.

An Xin narrowed her eyes and looked at Si Han's face, which looked nothing like Emperor Sheng An. An Xin felt that she might be close to the truth.

Seeing Xiao Wenrou and Si Han and the other people pretending to be unconscious, who were afraid of being the first to be fried in the black oil wok, they chose to wake up one after another. The guards felt that they had been fooled.

So he called a few other guards and threw those who were pretending to be unconscious into the burning oil wok.

An Xin looked at Xiao Wenrou who was struggling and screaming like a chicken, and shouted without restraint: "No, no, we are all awake, why don't you throw the people over there first."

These words offended everyone who was awake here.

Ye Yanci and Xi Munan, as well as teams from several other countries, all glared at Xiao Wenrou who was being dragged by the guards.

There were also those who had looked down on her as a female envoy from the very beginning. After being drugged, they were also dragged by the Nanyu guards, feeling weak and helpless all over.

Seeing these people about to be thrown into the oil pan and fried repeatedly, An Xin thought that after they were fried, it would be their turn.

Besides, these people just looked down on women and didn't do anything unforgivable that would anger God and man. An Xin decided to save them to the best of his ability.

Si Han was thus chosen by the Nanyu guards to be the first one thrown into the kerosene pit. After struggling in vain, he closed his eyes and prepared for this life, the time for a new reincarnation.

He felt something picking up his waist, and his body was thrown out, flying up and falling heavily to the ground.

"Puchi." Then the sound of a sharp weapon entering flesh was heard.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that An Xin was already fighting with swords and knives with the Nanyu soldiers who had surrounded him.

Knowing that he was saved by An Xin, Si Han lowered his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking at this moment.