"Is that so?" Su Jinyang stood silently behind the group. Hearing this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud and spoke softly.
The man turned around and his eyes met Su Jinyang's deep, dark gaze. Alarm bells rang in his mind: "Damn it, we've fallen for their trap!"
He turned to run, but a long sword suddenly pierced his chest from behind.
"I'll send you back to the Northern Kingdom." Su Jinyang drew his longsword, and looking at the blood-stained blade, his eyes gradually turned bloodshot. Especially the blood droplets splattered on his cheeks, he looked like a vengeful ghost crawling out of hell to claim a life, which was extremely terrifying.
The others were so frightened by what they saw that their legs went weak; it was that devil again.
The fear of being dominated by Su Jinyang on the battlefield still lingered in their hearts, rising once again.
But they knew that being caught meant certain death, so they gritted their teeth, steeled their resolve, and pulled out their daggers to fight back.
In the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, several corpses lay scattered on the bluestone pavement, leaving only a few survivors with terrified expressions.
Pei Qingyan slowly emerged from the shadows, each step he took was extremely steady and powerful, as if he were stepping on their hearts.
"This dagger is quite nice." Surprisingly, Pei Qingyan didn't interrogate them first. Instead, he looked down at the dagger lying on the ground and remarked with an inexplicable sigh.
King Li acted very quickly, establishing connections with the Northern Kingdom so soon.
He was just worried about how to expose the Lishan ore business, but these people actually helped him a lot.
*
Night falls at Songxi Courtyard.
Song Zhiyu has gathered all the necessary Tianxing grass. As for the remaining herbs, she will have to go to Mingyin Mountain again tomorrow.
"If I remember correctly, that plague should have started in the last couple of days," Song Zhiyu murmured, counting the days in her mind.
"I wonder how my eldest brother and third brother are doing?" Song Zhiyu sat by the window, resting her chin on her hand and gazing at the half-moon, her heart filled with turmoil.
"They're alright."
Suddenly, a warm, dark cloak was draped over Song Zhiyu's shoulders.
Song Zhiyu didn't need to turn around to know who was behind her. She leaned against Zhou Xingzhi, her delicate, fair cheek gently rubbing against his arm. "Your Highness, I want to go to Liangzhou..."
Zhou Xingzhi paused in stroking her hair, then pulled Song Zhiyu into his arms, burying his face in her neck, his voice muffled, "They'll be alright. Liangzhou is in turmoil right now, I'm worried about you going."
He thought Song Zhiyu was worried about Pei Qingyan and Su Jinyang's safety, so he couldn't help but tell her the message his subordinate had given him, hoping to dissuade her from this idea.
“I know, my brother always has his own ideas.” Song Zhiyu shook her head; it wasn’t just because of that.
If possible, she wanted to find the source of the plague outbreak beforehand and prevent it from happening.
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