Upon hearing Lin Anjian's description, Jiang Wuyou immediately understood her identity.
She must be a special envoy of the Yan Emperor, just like herself, a woman from the academy tasked with overseeing the secret intelligence network of Yinjing.
Jiang Wuyou was not surprised by the two spy networks.
She had previously attempted to reduce the conflict between Qi and Yan by sending false or inaccurate messages to the Yan Emperor. Those messages were meticulously revised by Jiang Wuyou based on her experience, making them virtually undetectable. However, within days, the Yan Emperor discovered all the false messages—not a single one was missing, not a single one was wrong.
After the false message was discovered, Jiang Wuyou thought he was doomed. Unexpectedly, a few days later, a deadly poison was sent from the Yan Kingdom. This poison was called "Autumn Cicada." Once ingested, one would lie dormant like an autumn cicada, undetectable under normal circumstances, but once it took effect, there was absolutely no way to cure it, and one would die instantly.
After taking the poison, he could only take compressed pills sent by the Yan Emperor every month to postpone the onset of the poison, which was equivalent to completely entrusting his life to the Yan Emperor.
From then on, Jiang Wuyou realized that spreading false information was useless, so he gave up the idea and obediently became a puppet controlled by the Yan Emperor.
However, there was one thing Jiang Wuyou never understood.
That explains why the Yan Emperor didn't kill him but instead used drugs to control him.
It would have been a better choice to kill this disloyal subordinate and replace him with a loyal one to lead the secret service.
Lin Anjian looked at Jiang Wuyou, who didn't seem too shocked, and said, "You're not surprised? You noticed it a long time ago too?"
"Yes. But I didn't expect it to be a princess." Jiang Wuyou replied briefly.
As a fellow special envoy of the Yan Emperor, Jiang Wuyou had never met the Yan Emperor, so naturally she had no sense of belonging to her other subordinates or her "colleagues".
Lin Anjian had been paying attention to Jiang Wuyou ever since she danced. At that time, he only thought Jiang Wuyou was talented, but he never imagined that such a popular courtesan was actually a secret agent of the Yan Kingdom who needed to keep a low profile. It can only be said that no one can rival the Yan Emperor in manipulating people's hearts.
"Miss Jiang, don't you want to know why I've come to see you?"
"I don't want to know."
Jiang Wuyou's decisiveness surprised Lin Anjian slightly. "Why?"
Jiang Wuyou naturally voiced He Yunxiao's thoughts, "Your Highness, who would enjoy working?"
Lin Anjian: ...
She wanted to refute him for a moment, but then she realized that what Jiang Wuyou said made a lot of sense.
Seeing that Zhang Jingxian's stage was more than half set up, Lin Anjian lost her playful mood. "Miss Jiang, I have to tell you this, and you have to listen."
"Go ahead and tell me."
Lin Anjian looked around to make sure it was safe, then whispered, "The Emperor of Yan has ordered me to fully cooperate with you in killing someone."
Jiang Wuyou frowned. Her mission had always been to gather intelligence, and she knew absolutely no martial arts. How could she kill someone? Even if she could, what if she killed a high-ranking official of Qi? How could she escape unscathed? And if she couldn't escape, what would happen to He Yunxiao?
"Who to kill?" she asked.
Lin Anjian narrowed her eyes and said softly, "Meng Qingqian."
These three words were like a thunderbolt, causing Jiang Wuyou's pupils to tremble violently.
Meng Qingqian!?
Kill the eldest princess who ruled the state of Qi!?
This is tantamount to regicide!
With Meng Qingqian's death, the State of Qi descended into chaos, the court became unbalanced, and a power struggle between Meng and Han was inevitable, a life-or-death battle for the throne. At this critical moment, the Yan army, armed with a previously acquired map of Qi's border defenses, advanced rapidly, heading straight for the capital, Yin Jing…
Jiang Wuyou dared not think about it anymore.
The Emperor of Yan truly lives up to his name; when he does act, it is an unparalleled feat!
Given the Yan Emperor's personality, this matter must have been meticulously planned and executed step by step...
If he were to kill Meng Qingqian, then it would be expected that the Yan army would subsequently defeat Yinjing and unify the nine provinces.
The Yan Kingdom unified the nine provinces...
In Jiang Wuyou's eyes, it was as if he saw He Yunxiao clad in armor, fighting against the vast and boundless Yan army. He watched him bravely kill the enemy, watched his armor be stained with blood, and watched him die from exhaustion.
She bit her lip hard with her teeth, and Jiang Wuyou clenched her fist, her hand trembling slightly.
No wonder the Yan Emperor was reluctant to kill him, no wonder the intelligence said the Yan army would be assembled within a month, no wonder he chose this time to kill Meng Qingqian. It was all for Xiaoyue's twentieth birthday banquet in half a month.
Ordinary princesses don't hold extravagant coming-of-age banquets for their twentieth birthdays, but Meng Qingqian is different; every holiday of hers carries political significance. Therefore, even if Meng Qingqian herself doesn't want to make a fuss, her subordinates will force her to.
Jiang Wuyou finally understood why the Emperor of Yan hadn't killed her, but instead insisted on feeding her medicine and sparing her life. It was because she could dance and wield a sword. She had performed at the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet last year, and the Princess's coming-of-age banquet would almost certainly invite her again. In this way, she would become the only person armed and able to safely approach Meng Qingqian.
It's quite possible that they could actually kill Meng Qingqian.
Obeying orders... or... for him...?
Jiang Wuyou hesitated for a moment, then immediately had an answer. It wasn't just for him, but also for the people of both countries.
"Your Highness, I..."
Lin Anjian extended a slender finger and pressed it against Jiang Wuyou's lips.
“Miss Jiang, don’t rush to speak. Hold out your hands, both hands.”
Jiang Wuyou reached out and saw Lin Anjian take out a small cloth bag and pour all the pills inside into her hand. There were six pills in total.
It is an antidote to delay the onset of the cicada's deadly poison.
Why six?
Lin Anjian pointed to one of the pills and said, "This one is Miss Jiang's antidote."
Then it points to the next one.
"This one is the antidote for Miss Jiang Chenyue."
Jiang Wuyou's pupils dilated in shock, "Chen Yue, how...when..."
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