My chest felt stagnant, as if a sharp boulder had suddenly pressed down on me, and I was so heavy that I couldn't breathe.
"What did you say?"
The wind howled outside, causing the cabin to sway from side to side, the lights flickering on and off, and the flickering beams of light illuminating people's hearts.
"Don't you understand?" A devilish smile filled the corners of her mouth, and Yan Xiaoqing spoke in a very slow voice, which sounded extremely gentle, but the content was horrifying: "After tonight, Xia Yan will not be far from death.
The army will crush Xia and Qi, and when the time comes, Gu will become the final winner of these thousands of miles of land."
I was horrified, is this really the case? The knife in my hand shook even more violently, and the handle seemed to be filled with water.
Yan Xiaoqing seemed to feel that he had not finished his sentence, so he added: "Everything in the world will become lonely. Whoever it wants to live will live, and whoever it wants to die will die."
I looked at his unfathomable expression with hatred, unable to judge the authenticity of this sentence, but I also had a strong feeling that Yan Xiaoqing seemed to be deliberately arousing my anger and hatred. He wanted me to hate him.
"Ao Xiaoying, it's time to choose your future path. Should you stick to the king of Xia who is about to be defeated, or should you return to Gu and be the noble princess you were before?"
I swallowed the soreness in my throat and said word by word: "Are you talking to me?"
"Then who do you think Gu is talking to?"
I raised my chin and showed a haughty expression: "If you are talking to me, then I'm sorry, but you are not qualified to decide whether I will stay or go."
Yan Xiaoqing opened his arms, showing a self-centered look. He looked around: "This is Gu's territory, and the guards are all Gu. Where else do you think you can go?"
"Really?" He was so confident that people wanted to slap him. The more he looked like this, the more I refused to satisfy him. I picked up the cold sword and quickly put it on my neck.
Yes, no one in this world can kill Yan Xiaoqing, except me.
Our lives are connected by a thread. With this one blow, no matter what the imperial power, thousands of miles of country, it is enough for me to stop.
Seeing my actions, Yan Xiaoqing's face suddenly changed.
"An Changting, what do you want to do?" he asked in a cold voice, filled with exasperated frustration.
Very good, what I want is his feeling of powerlessness that cannot be controlled. He thinks he can control everything and master everything, but I don't.
"Can't you see? I'm going to kill myself. You can stop my men, but can you stop this knife?" The worse his expression became, the more arrogant I became. As soon as the blade of the knife was pushed in, his neck was immediately slashed.
A trace of blood appeared.
But soon, my eyes widened, because Yan Xiaoqing's collar showed a trace of bright red. He seemed to sense it and reached out to touch his neck. He stared at the bright red in his hand with deep and complicated eyes and was stunned.
This scene is beyond my imagination. Why is this happening?
Then Yan Xiaoqing raised his head and sneered: "If you hurt me, you will die too."
"If you die, you will die. People like me can't do much anyway. It doesn't matter how many times I die, but you are different. So those who have sense will let me go, otherwise everyone will perish together." In order to prove that I was not talking nonsense, I used
It took some effort.
It hurts me, and so does he.
Holding back the stinging pain in my neck, I unyieldingly started a silent tug-of-war with Yan Xiaoqing.
