After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

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"Please remain quiet. This dagger is extremely sharp. You should know the consequences if it is stained with blood. As a doctor with superb medical skills, I know how to make people lose their lives instantly without any pain."

Li Jingzhao's neck was pressed against the cold dagger, and he felt as if even his own blood was frozen by the cold, and the blood in his body almost stopped flowing.

He was originally full of confidence and thought that the layout was flawless, but he did not expect that he would fall into a carefully designed trap in the end and become a fish on the chopping board.

"What's your purpose?"

There was a cold question in her words that could not be ignored.

"You... who exactly are you?"

Li Jingzhao's voice trembled slightly, unable to conceal the shock and confusion in his heart.

"I'm just an ordinary tea merchant."

Cui Rong's answer was simple and calm, but the dagger in her hand made this calmness seem particularly ironic.

She moved her wrist slightly, and the dagger lightly scratched Li Jingzhao's neck. A slight stinging pain came, and warm blood slowly flowed along the skin. Li Jingzhao's hand hidden in his sleeve began to tremble imperceptibly.

The woman in front of me actually wanted to do such a cruel thing!

"All I want is the truth."

Cui Rongrong's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts and look straight into the depths of his soul. That determination made Li Jingzhao feel an unprecedented chill.

The hairs on his body stood up as he finally understood that this seemingly weak woman was actually determined to kill him.

The tip of the dagger was just a millimeter away from taking his life. The breath of death was so close!

As a hunter, he has captured countless prey in his life, but he never thought that on this seemingly ordinary day, he would be trapped by an inconspicuous "bird".

He had made this journey to the West with great ambitions and aspirations. His plans had not yet begun, so how could he be willing to die in such an unclear manner at the hands of a seemingly weak woman?

Taking a deep breath, Li Jingzhao decided not to hide it anymore: "I am the prince of Beiliang, and the gold medal in my arms is my identity certificate."

While pressing his carotid artery with a dagger, Cui Rong took out the token symbolizing power from his lapel and examined it carefully.

"My mission is to go to the Western Zhou Dynasty as an envoy to renew the peace treaty between the two countries. If I encounter misfortune here, the war between the two countries will surely reignite, and you will become the culprit who ignited the war, and there will be nowhere to escape."

"Even if I have to drag a prince of the royal family to be buried with me, it will be worth it."

Her tone was cold and decisive.

Li Jingzhao's face froze instantly, and he felt mixed emotions.

Cui Rong gently lifted the carriage curtain and looked at the winding mountain road outside. Her voice was still cold: "If I am not mistaken, we are on the way to Taihang Mountain, where the emperor is hunting. You approached me not just to use me as a handle on your relationship with Song Yanyi, because you know the connection between him and me."

Li Jingzhao leaned against the wall of the carriage and sighed helplessly: "I do have other plans, but my help to you is also from the bottom of my heart..."

Cui Rong sneered sarcastically: "Your Highness, please don't say that. I don't buy it."

It was the first time he had seen her cold and ruthless side. He had thought she was no different from any other delicate woman. Perhaps it was her innocent appearance that was too deceptive, causing him to misjudge her the first time.

Unwilling to be completely seen through, he asked, "Then how did you see through my plan?"

"He easily took out a thousand taels of gold as a consultation fee, and was willing to offend the powerful and take me away shortly after we met. Where in the world can there be such a kind person who does not ask for anything in return?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in Cui Rong's words.

"Why not?"

He thought to himself.

In fact, he had considered traveling with her to the ends of the earth. As long as he could use her to control Song Yanyi and help the Prince of Jin seize the position of crown prince and marry the Princess of Western Zhou, he did plan to bring her back to Beiliang.

After all, she had saved his life. Life was already difficult for a helpless girl, so how could he just stand by and watch?

He planned to let her live in the Eastern Palace and grant her the status of a concubine as a reward for her saving his life.

He never intended to hurt her.

However, Cui Rong laughed in a mocking tone: "How do you think I survived in this world of intrigue and deception? I am not one of those rich girls who live in seclusion and do not understand the sufferings of the world. In order to survive, I have experienced hardships far beyond your imagination."

When he heard this, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

A bitter smile appeared on her lips, and her tone was full of fatigue and helplessness: "I have never met a truly good person along the way."

At this moment, the emperor's army had been stationed in the vast grassland enclosure for a long time, with tents like clouds and officials gathered around. The most conspicuous of them were the two luxurious tents facing each other in the north and south - the camps of King Jin and King Xuan. The two camps were facing each other from a distance, and they both restricted each other and had their own thoughts. There was both cooperation and subtle competition between them.

In this sea of ​​white tents, King Xuan was busy with military affairs when he heard a young eunuch hurried over to report: "Your Majesty, Lord Xie has arrived."

King Xuan quickly ordered: "Please come in and show us your hospitality!"

There was an impatience in his words.

Chen Qinghan held the warm medicine in his hand and walked lightly towards King Xuan's tent, his heart full of concern.

However, the words in her ear made her pause, and she gently put the bowl back on the tray. A gentle arc appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she said softly: "In that case, I will leave first to avoid disturbing you."

Her voice was like a spring breeze. King Xuan nodded slightly in response. Chen Qinghan then bowed and slowly left the tent.

The moment she walked out of the tent, she inadvertently lifted the heavy door curtain and met Song Yanyi and Su Yan who were walking into the camp.

She nodded gently, her eyes lowered, her long eyelashes hiding her complicated emotions, and she quickened her pace, with a calmness and composure different from before, as if the panic of the past had been completely smoothed out by the years, leaving only her grace and self-control.

Su Yan pursed his lips tightly, and there was an imperceptible solemnity in his deep eyes. His cold expression was like ice in winter, calm and peaceful, and he seemed to maintain a detached distance from everything around him.

Song Yanyi, on the other hand, took firm steps and entered the territory of King Xuan. Upon seeing this, King Xuan hurriedly came out to greet him in person, his face filled with joy and relief that could not be concealed, "Yanyi, your arrival really puts a heavy stone in my heart at ease!"

King Xuan's brows were filled with anxiety, and his clenched fists revealed his uneasiness. "Can this plan really work? Are you sure King Jin will act as we expect? What if something goes wrong and he learns of our intentions? He turns against me and accuses me of treason? What should I do..."

Facing King Xuan's worries, Song Yanyi seemed confident.