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I watched her constantly flickering and even retreating, and said calmly: "You know we are going to escape from Jinling today, but do you know where we have the opportunity to escape?"

“Where did it come from?”

"She gave it."

"She? How could she-"

"Of course, she won't really want to let us go. For opponents who threaten her, people like her must choose-" I looked into Han Zitong's eyes and said word by word: "Cut, grass, remove, root!"

Han Zitong's face changed: "You mean, she wants-"

"She wants to attack us, she wants to kill us."

This time, her breathing was messy. She subconsciously took two steps forward, but immediately stopped and looked at me with some confusion: "No, if she really wants to send a killer to kill you, then why didn't you tell Xie Feng when he came in? Xie Feng's martial arts are so good, only he can protect you."

I smiled bitterly and shook my head: "How could she send a killer to kill us?"

"……What?"

"Even you know, Xie Feng is very skilled. He sent two of his disciples to guard the inner courtyard day and night, and even the wife of Jinling Mansion dared to disobey the orders. Obviously, he made up his mind to protect me. It would be difficult for these two girls to pass this level. If he really messed with Mr. Xie again, it would be even more impossible to accomplish anything."

“…”

"Also, if you send a killer, you have to use people. What she can adjust in this mansion is actually under Pei Yuanxiu's jurisdiction. If you want to find someone from outside, not only will you not be bothered, but you may not have to use it. Of course, I don't doubt that as her princess, she may not have cultivated her own power for so many years in Jinling. However, if you use someone, you may leave clues to survive, and it will be revealed if the matter fails. It is difficult for her to explain in front of her husband."

Han Zitong's brows frowned: "Then you said, she wants to kill you, how can she kill you?"

I said: "If you don't use people well, you will naturally have to rely on external forces and natural disasters."

“…Natural disaster?”

"Shui and fire are ruthless. If such a disaster comes, no matter what, Pei Yuanxiu will not blame her."

“…”

"We are dead and she has nothing to do with this matter. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

Han Zitong looked solemn, and suddenly raised her head and looked at me, as if she wanted to say something, but before she spoke, I had already said: "I have put this 'natural disaster' method in front of her. Whether it is used or not depends on herself - what she thinks."

Han Zitong's shoulders twitched slightly: "This is what you said, she proves it herself?"

I shook my head: "This is not."

"Isn't this yet? What is that?"

“…”

This time, I was silent, and Nangong Lizhu, who was beside me, finally stood up slowly with the door frame and looked at me intently.

I thought about it and said, "Tonight, when a 'natural disaster' occurs in this inner courtyard, where do you think you will be?"

“…”

Han Zitong's face sank slightly again.

However, I didn't see much shock in her eyes. In fact, when I just talked about "natural disaster", even if she was slow, she understood. What I said about escape only included me and Nangong Lizhu from beginning to end. But if there was really a "natural disaster" in the inner courtyard, then the person who did not escape would definitely die?

She couldn't have thought of it at all.

So when I said this, her shoulders twitched slightly, but she didn't say anything.

I said, "Do you understand what I mean?"

Han Zitong's face slowly turned pale, and she suddenly smiled: "Of course I understand. Now you tell me that letting me die clearly is also a good thing."

When she said this, Nangong Lizhu next to her immediately frowned and subconsciously looked at me.

Of course I understand the meaning of Han Zitong's words, and I also know what Nangong Lizhu was worried about. Before, she was on the small road, and she was worried that I would not bring Han Zitong with me tonight. In this way, Han Zitong was really put to death.

She thought so, and it was indeed understandable.

But I suddenly sneered and said, "Han Zitong, can you be more sober?"

She looked up at me.

"If someone else wants your life, will you really give it to her obediently?"

“…”

"Is it meaningless to you to live?"

"significance?"

When she heard my words, she suddenly laughed, her smile filled with sadness and sorrow: "If you live, everyone wants to live, and I want to do it too. But I don't know what the meaning of me if I live?"

"……you!"

"My first half of my life was for her, because we are sisters, because she has been weak and sick since childhood and can only rely on others. Because of the explanations made me take good care of her, no matter what I gave up everything I had. Even if I gave up on my own, I would take good care of her. As long as she wanted, I would give it to her, and even if I liked it, I would give it to her..."

“…”

"I can give up on anything, give her everything."

“…”

"But now, she treats me like this..."

“…”

"I, I--just behaved like my first half of my life in vain!"

When Nangong Lizhu heard these words, a faint feeling of unbearance appeared on her face, and my face darkened and she said coldly: "No one will live in vain. God has given you a birth, and you have the mission you should complete to complete. I feel like I am losing my parents. Look at what you look like now!"

Han Zitong heard me almost scolding words, but instead laughed even harder, and even burst into tears. She raised her head and stared at me: "Yan Qingying, you designed all this. Even if you didn't do it, everyone would follow your design. Then tell me, if I didn't discover the conspiracy between you two today, if I didn't know anything, would you tell me the truth? Will you leave me a way out before the 'natural disaster' appears?!"

“…”

"Yan Qingying, if even a person like you would not care about my life or death, and even her, I don't care about my life or death, then what's the point of my life or death?"

Nangong Lizhu turned his head and looked at me.

I was silent, looking at Han Zitong's in pain, tears kept pouring out from her eyes like a dam. After a while, the pale, thin and haggard face had been completely wet.

I sighed and said in a deep voice: "How do you know, I won't tell you the truth?"

“…”
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