Qin Zhaoqiong pursed her lips. "Fine."
"Did you not bring shame upon the Meng family?"
"No, you are a hero."
"You can't take credit for my work. Even if you don't get a place in history, at least you should get a separate page in the Mingyan County Annals, right?"
"Commander Meng, rest assured, I will ensure this matter goes smoothly in the name of the Princess."
"Then I'm relieved..."
Meng Jian took a deep breath, pulled the dagger back a short distance, and fixed his gaze on Qin Zhaoyue's face.
"Sixth Princess, you're quite the actor..."
"Hey you, you dead guard, take good care of my dad!"
The next moment, without hesitation, he stabbed himself in the chest.
boom!
A howling wind whipped open the tent flap, striking Meng Jian's wrist with pinpoint accuracy at the last second.
The dagger deflected, but still managed to cut a horizontal gash across the chest, causing blood to gush out immediately.
Meng Jian wasn't just bluffing; he really put all his strength into this attack!
A member of the Imperial Guard rushed into the tent on a gust of wind, his face ashen, staring intently at Meng Jian before him.
But Meng Jian, disregarding his exposed wounds, even raised the corners of his mouth in a noticeable arc, which then turned into unrestrained laughter.
"Gotcha..."
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