Lin Silu's apologetic whisper had confirmed Lin Sishen's guess. He had indeed planned to play in front of Lin Sitao before so that Lin Sitao would relax his vigilance and bring Lin Sishen to him. He could take Lin Sishen hostage, take her back to Laos, and exchange her life for her godmother's life.

Lin Sitao, who was standing behind Lin Siluo, had already looked ashamed. He never expected that he would be used by Lin Siluo, but these were all later stories. His top priority was to stop Lin Siluo and he must not let him take Lin Sishen to Laos.

The secret guards hiding on both sides appeared one after another when they saw this. They jumped out of the forest one by one, slowly approached Lin Silu from far to near, and surrounded him.

Lin Sitao raised his sleeve and wiped his face randomly, covered his waist and abdomen and staggered to Lin Siluo. He was hit by Lin Siluo without any defense. His internal organs were shocked, and he was almost unable to stand up. In fact, Lin Siluo had never thought of hurting him, but he just didn't want him to resist. Therefore, he was just right in control. That punch only made him unable to gather energy for a short time and unable to move freely.

Lin Sitao gritted his teeth, stared at Lin Siluo in anger and disappointment, and roared in a low voice: "Second brother, don't be obsessed anymore, let Shen'er go."

But Lin Siluo just raised her eyes and glanced at him lightly, then quickly turned her head and looked around. Seeing the secret guards tentatively getting closer and closer, Lin Siluo's eyes turned cold, raised her hand to wrap Lin Sishen's shoulders, and he stood behind her, and put the dagger on Lin Sishen's neck with his backhand. With just a little force, the sharp edge of the dagger disappeared into the skin on Lin Sishen's neck, instantly breaking a very thin wound, like a red line strangling on her neck.

"Get out of the way, otherwise don't blame me for being polite."

His voice was calm without any emotion, and coupled with his actions, it all showed that he really didn't seem to show mercy to Lin Sishen's subordinates.

Seeing this, the secret guards hesitated and stopped. They did not approach again, but did not retreat. They just looked at Lin Sishen at the same time, as if they were waiting for Lin Sishen's order.

Lin Sitao was even more scared and pale in his face. He stared at the bloody marks on Lin Sishen's neck, and his hands became tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to crush his fist. He felt both hatred and distressed, but he was powerless. This feeling was just like when he saw Lin Siluo fall off the cliff.

But ironically, Lin Siluo is the person who will hurt Lin Sishen today, which makes him feel powerless and adds a little sadness.

As the person who was not to be held hostage, Lin Sishen looked like the calmest among the people. She stared at the wooden house not far away without saying a word. Only the slight tingling sensation from her neck made her frown quietly.

At the stalemate, Lin Sishen suddenly spoke in a deep voice: "Without my order, don't act rashly."

After the secret guards were ordered, they quietly took two steps back and did not dare to move forward. Only Lin Sitao was left standing in front of Lin Siluo motionlessly, as if he was not going to give in.

Lin Sishen winked at him and comforted softly: "Brother, I will be fine, believe me."

Lin Sitao looked at her with some hesitation, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and retreated.

Just in the wooden house not far away, Yanting, with a pale and haggard face, was standing in front of the window, looking at Lin Siluo who was surrounded by a group of people, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on her face. She turned her head slightly and looked at the young secret guard who was left to guard her a few steps behind.

Although the secret guard was covered with a facial scarf, he could not hide the worry in his eyes. He seemed to be staring at Yan Ting, but his steps were slightly off and he glanced at not far away from the corner of his eyes, obviously worried about Lin Sishen's safety.

Yan Ting thought about it. She lowered her eyes and covered her lips and coughed lightly, then raised her hand and lifted a strand of black hair hanging from the corner of her forehead. She looked at the secret guard casually, and smiled sarcastically: "It seems that your young general is in danger."

The secret guard stared at her motionlessly when he heard this, his brows frowned slightly, and ignored her.

Yan Ting didn't care, and sneered on his own: "Guess where he will take you young general? Haha, Lin Sishen, the beast Lin was ruthless and ruthlessly killed 200,000 soldiers from our Lao country. Have you ever thought about what would happen if he fell into the hands of the people in our Lao people in the future? Five horses were dismembered and cut into human pigs, and thrown to feed the wolf."

Yanting's voice was cold and harsh, with a deep hatred, as if he wished that Lin Silu would be able to cut Lin Sishen's throat at this moment.

The secret guard was furious when he heard this. He felt that the woman in front of him was really cruel. Fortunately, the young master ordered them to take care of this woman when he ordered them to guard the woman. Not only could he not hurt her, but he could not let her intention to hurt herself.

Yanting seemed to intend to provoke the secret guards. Seeing that the secret guards were unmoved, she even approached a few steps and spat: "You Jin people are all cowards. Sooner or later, our Lao cavalry will definitely flatten the entire Jin State.

Looking at the woman who was half a head lower than her but was extremely arrogant and hateful, the secret guard held back the anger in his heart, and his hands pressed on the hilt of the sword became tighter and tighter.

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Just when the situation was stalemate, an accident happened suddenly broke the deadlock.

Lin Sishen had been paying attention to the wooden house not far away, for fear that someone would not obey the order and easily move Yanting. As expected, the thing she was most worried about happened. The secret guard who was in charge of guarding Yanting for some reason actually raised his sword and put it on Yanting's neck. The two of them walked out of the house one by one.

Lin Sishen knew that the man was trapped by Yanting, so he not only cursed in his heart.

Seeing the secret guard coming with Yanting, Lin Silu's expression finally changed a little, but it was not the expected worry and anger, but the grief that passed by, as if he wanted to give up something important in his heart.

As the two men got closer, Lin Sishen's face became more and more serious, and Lin Sitao, who was beside him, seemed to notice something was wrong and stared at the figures of the two men.

When the figures of the two clearly entered their sight, Lin Sitao discovered that there was no secret guard holding the sword to threaten Yan Ting to walk forward. It was clearly Yan Ting who was walking in front of him holding the sword tightly against his throat, and his hands were cut and blood flowed out and refused to let go.

The secret guard behind her followed her step by step, not daring to draw the sword or let go, and a little panic appeared in her eyes.

Just now, Yan Ting was angry with him when he spoke several times. The secret guard was angry and drew his sword in his heart. Yan Ting caught him with bare hands. Only then did he realize that he was trapped.

Yanting wanted to use his life to threaten Lin Siluo to kill Lin Sishen. Now that this happened again, she still made the same choice as she did before.

Under the many shocked and uneasy gazes, Yanting stopped beside Lin Siluo for a few steps. She raised her eyes and looked at Lin Siluo steadily, letting the blood in her hands roll down continuously, a faint smile of relief and satisfaction appeared on her pale face, but a little tears flashed in her eyes.

Lin Sili lowered her eyes and said nothing, but her hand holding the dagger seemed to tremble slightly.

Yan Ting's expression was determined and sad. She looked at Lin Siluo deeply, and after a long time, she gently uttered a few words from her mouth: "Xingquan, don't blame me."

Seeing this, Lin Sitao, who was standing beside him, hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Miss Yanting, what do you want to do?"

Yan Ting didn't look at Lin Sitao, her eyes never moved away from Lin Siluo, and the gentleness was mixed with complexity: "You know that I can't live for many days, and I can't drag you down. As long as you take her back to Laos and hand it over to the Prime Minister, the Prime Minister will definitely let you and your mother-in-law go."

Lin Sishen gritted his teeth when she heard this. She frowned and stared at Yanting, and asked in a low voice: "Miss Yanting, you probably know that you asked your second brother to do this, not for his own good, but for his harm."

Yanting's eyes flashed, and then he glanced at Lin Sishen coldly: "But this is also his choice."

Lin Sishen was angry and funny. If Yanting hadn't been forcing his second brother, how could he have treated himself and his elder brother like this? Without thinking, Yanting must have been fanning the flames: "You have known about the involvement of the second brother and General Weiyuan's mansion for a long time. You kept saying that for the sake of the second brother's good, but have you really thought about it for him? You have just been using him."

I don’t know if Yanting knew Lin Silu’s identity, but her tone was extremely firm: “His name is Lu Xingquan. He is not your second brother, nor is he from Jin. The reason why you lied to him like this is because you also want to use him?”

Lin Sishen was about to refute when he heard this, but the dagger on her neck suddenly moved slightly, and the pain of the sharp blade shaving through the wound made her face pale and she silenced in an instant.

Yanting looked at Lin Siluo, with a bright and gentle smile on her face. She whispered: "Xingquan, you must save your mother-in-law and take her back to the village."

Lin Siluo still didn't say anything, but just nodded slightly. Yanting breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this. She bit her pale lips and looked at Lin Siluo with apology and attachment. She choked with a hint of crying and said, "I'm sorry, don't blame me...I can't leave you a way out."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Ting held the sword and gently whirled around his neck. With the harsh sound of the flesh being cut, a scarlet blood mist instantly sprayed in the air, sprinkling lightly on the grass under his feet.

Yanting had a resolute smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes passed through the large blood mist, and looked into Lin Silui's eyes, and opened her lips silently. She seemed to want to say something, but she could no longer make a sound.

Her body was as light as a fallen leaf, swaying in the wind and rain, and finally falling into the dust and mud.
Chapter completed!