After being read by the tyrant, the character of the little cannon fodder completely collapsed

Zang Yuhua carefully recalled what happened in the past, and understood everything belatedly.

"Third brother was afraid that I would affect his plans in the Eastern Border Kingdom, so he asked me to kill the enemy on the battlefield under the pretext of my sister's marriage, and then betrayed me and made me...caught and become a prisoner."

Regardless of whether he is dead or alive in the Great Dynasty, he will never be able to become the heir to the throne when he returns to the Eastern Border Kingdom.

Because the people of Dongjiang Kingdom would not accept a prisoner from an enemy country to become their emperor.

They can't afford to lose this man!

"So, how do you plan to retaliate against such a person?" Chen Qianzhe stood up with a smile: "Of course, I will fully cooperate with you!"

Although Zang Yuhua hated her third brother Zang Hailing in her heart, she hated him for betraying her and ruining her life.

But when it comes to national territory, we won’t give in at all.

"Your Majesty, I thank you for helping me, but this does not mean that I signed an unequal treaty for the sake of compromise!"

"Zang Yuhua, what are you thinking about!" Chen Qianzhe's smile remained the same, showing his imperial demeanor: "I help you because of the ten-year border trade agreement between you and me, and it has nothing to do with anything else!"

"……That's good!"

"Moreover, you and I both belong to a small country. To a certain extent, only by working together to stabilize the border can we have the capital to fight against the big countries. I understand this truth!"

"..."

At this moment, Zang Yuhua looked at Chen Qianzhe with a much subtler look: "I have never thought that you are much more ambitious than me!"

"So, this specific action..."

"We're going to do this!"

"..."

Ling Xi listened to the two discussing for a while, but was not interested, so she got up to prepare supper.

They were in a village owned by the Ling family, located in the suburbs. On weekdays, it was only managed by an old widower who was deaf and mute, so there was nothing in the kitchen.

Ling Xi walked around the vegetable garden and picked some fruits. After washing them, she ate them and returned to the house.

Suddenly.

At the end of his eyes, there seemed to be a dark shadow flashing across his eyes.

"call out"

In the air, another sound broke through the air.

Immediately, a touch of coldness hit him from behind and went straight to his neck.

Ling Xi subconsciously turned to the side, flicked the sword with her fingertips, and flicked the blade away with a "ding" sound.

The sharp edge of the sword grazed the tip of her nose.

She raised her fingers again, clamped the sword and bent it. At the same time, she came back to her senses, opened her eyes in fear, and looked behind her in disbelief.

The man in black who was sneak attacking from behind obviously didn't expect that Ling Xi could avoid his sneak attack, and even clamped his own sword blade, standing there like a ghost for a moment.

Two people, looking at each other.

next second...

"Ah! Assassin, there is an assassin..."

Ling Xi screamed and ran away, threw the melon and fruit at the assassin, turned around and ran away.

The assassin also woke up at this time, raised his sword again, and stabbed Ling Xi in the back.

Ling Xi couldn't care about anything at this time and just ran away instinctively.

Just as the sword was about to pierce his back, the figures of two twelve guards finally came out of the darkness and blocked the assassin's sword.

Chen Qianzhe and Zang Yuhua rushed out of the room almost at the same time.

"what happened?"

"Where did the assassin come from?"

"..."

Ling Xi threw herself into Chen Qianzhe's arms in fear and pointed behind her: "Behind, that, that, that..."

"Are you injured?" Chen Qianzhe saw her hands covered with blood and grabbed her hand in surprise and fear.

"Ah?" Ling Xi realized later and found that the gap between his fingers had opened up and opened a bloody mouth at some point. The wound was hideous and the bones could be vaguely seen.

At this time, the heartbreaking pain completely enveloped her.

"It hurts so much, ahhhh, it hurts so much..."

"Be good, bear with me, I'll help you stop the bleeding!"

Chen Qianzhe tore off a piece of her clothes, wrapped it around her wound several times, and stirred it several times with a hairpin to stop the bleeding.

Zang Yuhua was currently staring at the assassin.

Although the assassin was at a disadvantage when attacked by the two Twelve Guards, because of his strange moves, every move caught people off guard, so the Twelve Guards couldn't do anything to him for a while.

"Did you see the trick?" Chen Qianzhe walked up to him, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Zang Yuhua’s mouth twitched.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he still gritted his teeth and whispered: "It's the way of Dongjiang Kingdom!"

"It's good to know!" Chen Qianzhe stepped forward seriously: "The Twelve Guards obey the order, if you want to live alone... you just need to be able to speak!"

When he left the palace, the assassins from the Eastern Border Kingdom arrived.

If it was a coincidence, it would be too much of a coincidence!
But Chen Qianzhe's words also made the assassin's eyes tremble.

He backed away quickly, looking around quickly, mentally assessing the possibility of leaving alive.

Finally, he seemed to have made some kind of determination. After standing still, his eyes became extremely determined.

Ling Xi read the determination in his eyes and said quickly: "No, he wants to commit suicide!"

Before he finished speaking, the assassin made a "bang" sound in his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

One of the Twelve Guards did not dodge, blood sprayed on his arm, and he groaned instantly: "...No, this blood is poisonous, poisonous!"

He quickly tore off his sleeves, and a large wound had been burned on his strong arm. The wound was still sizzling, and the flesh was like boiling water, bubbling with blood.

"Don't touch the wounds, stay away from the poisonous ones!"

Zang Yuhua rushed over, raised the arm of the Twelve Guards with her left hand, grabbed the blade of the sword with her right hand, and cut off a large piece of flesh on the wound.

Without the carrion, the wound no longer continues to burn.

As for the assassin over there, corroded by the blood, his entire face was burned and turned into a bloody hole.

Ling Xi wanted to step forward to take a closer look, but Chen Qianzhe covered her eyes and quickly walked out the door.

"You are injured. Go back first. I will let you know when the matter here is settled."

"No, aren't you leaving?" Ling Xi quickly held his wrist: "It's no longer safe here!"

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Chen Qianzhe didn't allow Ling Xi to speak anymore, loaded her into the carriage, and told the driver: "You have to personally deliver her to the Ling Mansion and hand her over to the Ling family!"

His expression was serious, as if something terrible had happened.

Ling Xi lowered the car curtain and recalled what had just happened, feeling that it seemed familiar.

"Did I miss any plot lines? Why does it feel like... I seem to have read the original text of this place?"

Is she thinking too much, or is her memory confused?
Why does it feel so familiar when I hear that poisonous blood corrodes the human body?

But the strange thing is that no matter how she searches her mind, she can't remember where it was mentioned in the original article.

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Chen Qianzhe returned to Zang Yuhua: "Did you see anything?"

"It's a carrion insect!" Zang Yuhua half-knelt on the ground, stirred the carrion on the assassin's face with the tip of her sword, and finally picked out a small pink flesh insect: "This is a carrion insect!"

The twelve guards protected Chen Qianzhe and took a step back.

But Chen Qianzhe pushed him away and stepped forward Wuwei: "Is this the national treasure of your Dongjiang Kingdom? What a generous act!" (End of Chapter)