His chest was stabbed by a long sword stained with poison. At this time, his whole body was convulsing, his face was distorted, and he was worse than dead.
Looking at the other bulging hill on the bed, a dark head slowly poked out, its whole body shaking as desolately as fallen leaves in the wind. It was the companion of the dead man.
He met the painful eyes of his companion, and when he glanced at the assassin lying motionless on the ground from the corner of his eye, his vision went dark and he almost fainted from fright.
Feng Qingyang, who was standing in front of the screen, chuckled and laughed: "It's fun! It's so fun, Xi'er. This game is so fun. How about we try it again? This time, let's let him sit up first."
He pointed his slender fingers at the frightened man. He saw the man trembled and rolled down from the bed in fear: "Your Majesty, please forgive me, Princess, please forgive me! Please forgive me!"
"Spare your life?" Chen Xi raised the corner of his lips and looked at the young man kneeling in front of him in confusion.
His name is Wang Qidi, named after the seventh eldest child in his family.
That is to say, he is seventeen or eighteen years old, which is the age when he can start serving the imperial court.
In addition, today he prevented his companions from sending flares to Nalan Yuhao. In Chen Xi's impression, although he was Nalan Yuhao's spy, he was not guilty enough to die.
However, scaring is necessary!
She slowly approached the wooden bed and asked in a cold voice: "What are you going to do to spare your life? Are you going to stay here so that you can continue to monitor us?"
"No, no, no, I don't dare, I won't dare anymore!"
"Hmph! You just don't dare when you say you don't dare? Why should I believe you?" Chen Xi's beautiful eyes were half-squinted, staring at Wang Qidi's expression for a moment, shrouded in consciousness to not miss any of his thoughts.
Wang Qidi raised his head in panic, looked into Chen Xi's eyes and lowered his head hastily.
His guilty conscience prevented him from looking into Chen Xi's eyes. In panic, he suddenly touched a dagger hidden on his body.
He gritted his teeth and raised his head suddenly: "Princess, if I dare to betray you in the future, then... like this finger - ah!!!"
His left hand was placed on the wooden bed. The dagger suddenly moved upward, and a little finger was cut off.
Drenched with blood.
Chen Xi's eyes narrowed and he looked deeply at the man in front of him who was holding his hands in pain.
I thought to myself: What a hot-blooded young man.
Most people don't have the courage to harm themselves, but he actually thought of using his little finger to trade for his life.
This guy might be someone who does big things in the future!
Chen Xi nodded: "Okay, your little finger saved your life! Brother Wang Qi, the prince and I believe you for now. Listen, what happened tonight is a secret, and you can't mention a word. Nalan Yuhao will ask you someday
What, if you just follow my commander’s instructions, can you possibly do it?”
"able!"
The seventh brother Wang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly exited the military tent.
Outside the house, the stars still blinked innocently, and there were more than one black shadow.
Not long after Wang Qidi left, two more black shadows flashed outside Chen Xi's military tent.
They learned two sounds of the monsters and listened carefully, and a subtle response came from the military tent.
They looked at each other, nodded, turned around and rushed into the military tent.
"puff!"
The figure that rushed in suddenly stopped and fell to the ground.
On their chests, two darts carved with ancient totems were thrust straight and coldly into their chests.
A gray-haired old man leaned on the ground, drank a large sip of wine with satisfaction, put his hand to his lips, and praised: "Good wine! Haha... Brat, your wine tastes so good!"