Chapter 437 Who would believe such nonsense?

Xie Zhuoning swallowed his saliva and laughed, "That was also forced by the situation. The situation was critical at the time, and I saw that the killer was sent by Prince Yong, so I thought of marrying him and helping him succeed in order to negotiate the terms. I should survive first, who would believe such nonsense..."

Yi Ziyan: “…”

Who believed it? Guess who believed it?!

Xie Zhuoning also reacted, "I was wondering why you got even angrier after I said that. You could have killed me with a knife, but you had to torture me!"

It turns out that this is the crux of the problem!

How could she know at that time that he was having an affair with Prince Yong!

That old man, even if he gave it to her for free, she wouldn't even accept it!

Yi Ziyan gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that the princess didn't let me take advantage of her, right?"

Not only was he stabbed in the chest, but his eyes were also blinded by poison. If he had not acted decisively and immediately went to detoxify, he would have died long ago.

What's more, Prince Xuan's revenge was so cruel later. He cultivated the dead soil for so long, but most of them were killed in the blink of an eye. He even hung the corpses at the gate of Prince Yong's mansion, which frightened the prince sick.

Years of hard work were all destroyed in one day.

Although he later captured a group of dead soil, their strength had decreased. How could they be as powerful as those he had carefully cultivated before?

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so completely helpless now.

If he had known that assassinating her would cause them such heavy losses, he would have avoided her as far as possible from the beginning!

Xie Zhuoning couldn't help but sigh, "What a wonderful fate, two people who once wanted to make each other die, now sit together and reminisce about the past. In view of this fate, why don't you answer my last question?"

She looked at Yi Ziyan with a smile.

Yi Ziyan thought that this woman was cunning and was always beating around the bush when trying to get answers.

He curled his lips, "You ask."

"Where did you get the news that Prince Yong was dead?"

"……"silence.

"You don't have to tell us if you don't want to." Xie Zhuoning smiled slightly, not in a hurry, and even with a certainty of confidence, "Anyway, the more you tell us, the greater the possibility of us overthrowing the prince..."

It all depends on whether he wants to contribute to revenge for King Yong.

Yi Ziyan sighed, feeling helpless as if he had boarded a pirate ship and could never get off.

But at this point, there is nothing left to say.

He bent his thumb and index finger, put them in his mouth, and blew a strange whistle. Not long after, a mouse suddenly jumped out from the house.

He fumbled to take the bamboo tube tied to the mouse and handed it to them, "This is how I get the news."

Even though the palace was destroyed and Qianjin Building was gone, he used to control such a huge underground force that there must be some hidden cards left that have not been discovered.

As soon as those spies found out about Prince Yong's death, they informed him immediately, which is why he was able to find out so quickly.

"It's actually a mouse!" Xie Zhuoning was very surprised.

Xiao Jinxuan was also quite surprised, "No wonder it didn't alarm the Feiyun Guards who were guarding around."

If it was a pigeon or falcon flying by, the Feiyun Guards would definitely detect it immediately.

But who would notice this little mouse lurking in the shadows of the corners and cracks of the wall?

He raised his eyes, looking inquiring, "But how did your spies know that you were imprisoned here?"

Yi Ziyan told them everything: "On the first day I was captured, I used a mouse to alert them."

However, if they used the remaining strength they had now to fight against Feiyunwei, it would be like an egg hitting a rock. He knew he could not win, so he simply gave up the idea of ​​escaping and just kept a close eye on the movements outside.

Who knew that what they were waiting for would be the news of Prince Yong's sudden death.

"How do you do this? Can you control all rats? Or only specially trained rats? Can you control other animals?"

Xie Zhuoning was very excited and interested in his ability, and asked him a series of questions like pouring beans.

"One last question. Is this the insect control technique from the Western Zhou Dynasty?"

Yi Ziyan was shocked and looked up in astonishment. He was truly shocked. "I didn't expect that the Western Zhou Dynasty had been destroyed for more than ten or twenty years, and there would still be people who knew about the insect control technique of the Western Zhou Dynasty."

Xie Zhuoning touched his nose and said, "I happened to see it in a book."

She asked Murong Yan to collect the "Records of Mountains and Rivers of Daye" for Zhu Rujin. A large part of the book talked about the Western Zhou Dynasty. Before she delivered the book to the person, she also took a look at it herself.

Xiao Jinxuan looked Yi Ziyan up and down, "So, you are a descendant of the Western Zhou Dynasty?"

"That's right." Yi Ziyan nodded.

The Western Zhou Dynasty was a remote area with high mountains and dense forests, and was full of poisonous insects, snakes and ants. The indigenous people who had lived there for generations relied on the mountains for their livelihood and had their own unique way of survival.

Some are good at medicine, some are good at dragons, some are good at fighting beasts, and some are good at controlling insects...

What his branch inherited was the art of controlling insects.

After the Western Zhou Dynasty was defeated in the war, the people were either taken into Daye or went into seclusion in the mountains and forests. Some of them slowly infiltrated various places in Daye, waiting for an opportunity to restore the country...

"When I first approached King Yong, I actually wanted to use him to restore my country..." Yi Ziyan's expression became vague as he thought of the past.

But gradually, compared to the country that had been extinct for many years, what he wanted to do more was to send himself to the throne of the emperor.

Before he could come to his senses, he heard Xie Zhuoning's voice, "I want to learn!"

Her eyes were bright and sparkling, and she looked very interested.

Yi Ziyan sneered, "This isn't just playing house. It's not that easy to learn..."

The women in the capital would turn pale and scream and run away when they saw a tiny caterpillar. To learn the art of controlling insects, one must endure things that ordinary people cannot endure, and have to deal with all kinds of snakes, insects, rats and ants day and night.

Xie Zhuoning was very persistent, "I want to learn, just tell me whether you will teach me or not. Anyway, if you teach me, we will have a better chance of defeating Xiao Bicheng and avenging you..."

Yi Ziyan's mouth twitched, "...Teach me, can't I teach you? Just don't be afraid."

He paused, raised his head, and looked into the distance with his empty eyes. "Besides, I don't have much time left. How much you can learn depends on your ability."

Xie Zhuoning understood what he meant.

Ever since he said that he wanted to be buried with King Yong, he had made up his mind.

But who isn't?

Xie Zhuoning decided to stay in this farmyard for a while and learn insect control techniques from Yi Ziyan wholeheartedly.

Xiao Jinxuan's face darkened when he heard this, and he was so angry that he dragged her to a deserted place outside the yard, "Aning, don't learn it."

Insect control is very dangerous, and to learn this secret technique, one must endure extremely unbearable pain.

He didn't want to put her in such danger.

But Xie Zhuoning was a man of great determination. Once he made up his mind, he would fight to the death.

"Xiao Jinxuan, I want to learn." She spoke every word with utmost seriousness.

The two looked at each other, Xiao Jinxuan's eyes were filled with anger and annoyance, "Why? Is it because of what Yi Ziyan said?"

At that time, she suddenly became very abnormal.

Although it was only a moment, he saw it clearly.

"Tell me," he said in a low voice, "tell me why, please?"