But he also knew that it was impossible for him to know. The marshal would not tell him, and he was not so self-aware that he knew what to ask and what not to ask.
…
It was night, and there were no stars in the sky.
There seemed to be a few snowflakes falling, making the resting soldiers shiver.
There were not many soldiers in the camp where Yuesuiyu was imprisoned, and the defense seemed to be very lax. At first glance, it seemed that the princess of the Yuesui Empire was not taken seriously.
In the camp, Yuesuiyu opened her eyes, waiting for the long night to pass.
Maybe she wouldn't be able to wait until dawn the next day. Even if she could be rescued, the scene where she was tied to the tower would bring Mingfucheng's face to shame.
Even if someone like Ming Fucheng could be saved, he would not let anyone rescue her and continue to embarrass him.
Now she has no use value at all.
Oh, no, maybe Ming Fucheng was still thinking about using her death in Zhan Ling's camp to cause trouble? But Zhan Beiye had almost counted everything, and Ming Fucheng
Even if you want to cause trouble, you can't.
I've been waiting for a long, long time.
Suddenly, there was a sound of very light footsteps outside. Her ears were extremely sensitive at this moment, and she struggled to get up from the ground. Unfortunately, she couldn't get up at all.
Just when she struggled several times and finally fell to the ground and lay down, the tent curtain was opened.
"Is this the princess? Are you in the wrong place?"
Two dead men came in. When they saw Yuesuiyu, who looked dirty and embarrassed, even the dead men who never talked much couldn't stand it anymore.
One of them couldn't help but wonder if Zhan Beiye knew they were coming and deliberately found someone to take his place.
"It can't be wrong. Even if it is wrong, I would rather kill the wrong one than let it go." Another dead man said coldly and walked towards Yuesui Jade.
The dagger in his hand glowed with cold light, almost like the Yuesui Jade.
Yuesuiyu was speechless and could only shake her head vigorously. It was not until the moment of death that she realized that she really did not want to die and that she had not lived enough.
Tears flowed down in despair. She wanted to beg for mercy from the two dead men in front of her, but unfortunately, she could not speak at all.
The visitor would not chatter with a dying person, nor would he give her a chance to speak. After coming to her, the dagger in his hand swiped directly at Yuesuiyu's neck.
Blood spurted out immediately.
The next moment, Yuesuiyu's eyes widened, blood flowed out of her mouth, and her whole body began to twitch.
"Someone, take them down!"
Suddenly, a strong voice came from outside, and the two dead men who were about to watch Yue Suiyu die completely before leaving were shocked.
The two looked at each other, immediately cut open the tent, and prepared to escape from the other direction.
However, as soon as one of them escaped from the opened hole, a foot flew towards him and kicked him back.
"Well!"
The dead soldier cried out in pain, clutching his chest and looking at the man who strode in from outside the tent he had cut open.
Another dead soldier made an attack gesture with the dagger in his hand and looked at the incoming person. At this moment, they also understood that this was not a lax defense of the Yueming Camp at all, but their deliberate intention.