Thirty Niang walked into the room carrying a wooden tray.
What was on the plate was chicken soup that she had stewed for three hours.
As soon as she entered, she felt a chill on her neck.
A slender white hand grasped her neck firmly, and the sharp nails were still flashing with cold light from time to time.
"Go, take me out!"
The other party tightened his palms and said in a deep voice.
A hint of helplessness flashed across Thirty Niang's face, and she sighed: "Senior sister, you'd better not waste all this effort. Even if you leave this courtyard, you can't escape from here."
"You should know this very well!"
"Humph, you are in my hands now, how can this not work?"
Shi Niang frowned slightly.
Sansanniang sighed, stretched out her hand to take away her paw, slowly walked to the table and put down the wooden plate in her hand.
Then he looked back at Shiniang and said:
"If I had that ability, I would have escaped from here long ago. Will I still stay here and serve others like a maid?"
"Oh, is it because others don't let you leave, or do you don't want to leave yourself?"
Shi Niang held onto San Niang's waist, put her face close to her lips and smiled: "I seem to have heard in the past few days that people wanted to let you go, but you didn't leave!"
"What? You fall in love with someone?"
Shi Niang glanced down with a wicked smile.
"And I recently discovered that you seem to have grown up a lot more than before!"
The thirty-year-old mother expressionlessly took her hands away from her waist and said while serving chicken soup: "If I really leave, I will be dead!"
"Am I not living a good life now? I have everything to eat and drink, and my enemies don't dare to come to my door. This is simply the life I dream of!"
There was some longing in her eyes.
Shiniang took the bowl from her hand and said with a smile: "And when you miss a man, you still have a man to accompany you. Such a life is really enviable!"
Sansanniang ignored her wink at her, but looked at the clear sky outside the window very calmly and said: "Senior sister, don't you feel tired? After the whole day of intrigue, today I either kill this or that."
"Sooner or later, we will also be killed by others!"
She looked a little tired and said: "Compared to that kind of life, I would rather live like this now, growing flowers, weeding, and occasionally... brewing wine. I think it's pretty good."
As she said that, she remembered the scene when she was making wine that day, her face was a little red and her expression was a little unnatural.
However, Shiniang didn't notice it at all. Instead, she had a look of longing on her face, and she felt a little lost when she heard it.
After a long time, she sighed slightly and looked at Thirty Niang with complicated eyes.
"I am different from you. Although you look charming on the outside, you are actually as guarded as jade. You are still as perfect as ever."
"But I have already entrusted myself to His Highness Ninth Prince. If I betray him, how do you want me to behave in front of His Highness in the future?"
But Thirty Niang asked: "Why go back again? Isn't this a good place to stay?"
"here?"
Shi Niang looked startled.
Sansanniang nodded slowly and said, "Yes, it's right here!"
She looked at Shiniang and said: "Sister, the reason why you entrust yourself to His Highness Ninth Highness is simply to help His Highness Ninth enjoy a life of glory and wealth after he ascends the throne."
"Senior sister, forgive me for the offence, but have you never thought that with your status as a killer, His Highness the Ninth Prince will accept an unknown person as his concubine in the future? Even if he really agrees, what about the clans and ministers of the Yan Kingdom?"
Shi Niang's face suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
No matter where they are, the first condition for an emperor to choose a concubine is a clean life.
Can her previous experience...
And now she is doing shady things like a killer. Can such a person be the emperor's concubine?
This made her feel a little flustered unconsciously.
Thirty-year-old Niang had no intention of stopping and continued: "And in the Yan Kingdom, His Highness the Ninth Prince's opponents include the First Prince, the Seventh Prince and the Fourteenth Prince."
"It's unclear whether he can ascend to the throne. If you want glory and wealth, why choose him?"
"If you don't choose the Ninth Prince, how can you choose a eunuch?"
Shiniang suddenly smiled contemptuously.
Without thinking, Thirty Niang nodded seriously, "Yes, if you want true glory, wealth and peace for the rest of your life, you should choose Mr. Zhao!"
"Um?"
Shi Niang glanced at her in surprise, then walked over and touched San Niang's forehead and said, "Third Sister, aren't you sick and your brain is burned out?"
"I have a good ninth prince of the Yan Kingdom, but I don't want to choose one. Do I have to choose a eunuch?"
"What can he bring to me? Even he himself is just a servant of Prince Jingyang!"
Thirty Niang turned around and stared into Shiniang's eyes seriously and said: "Senior sister, have you ever seen any servant receive such treatment? Will there be at least four first-rate masters guarding him?"
"You know about Feng, Hua and Yue, right? They are the personal maids around Prince Jingyang! But they were sent to protect Mr. Zhao. Don't you know what this means?!"
"this......"
Shi Niang also had a dull look on her face.
really.
Prince Jingyang's regard for Zhao Xiaole is not like a servant relationship at all, but more like a concern for a brother or someone he admires.
Could it be that Prince Jingyang likes men?
Shi Niang was puzzled.
At this time, Thirty Niang continued: "And I feel that Master Zhao's identity is far more than that simple."
"When the fourth prince's palace was attacked, all the elite experts dispatched were from the West Factory, so I think Mr. Zhao and the boss of the West Factory are inseparable from each other!"
"Mr. Xichang?"
When Shiniang heard this name, her heart was shocked.
Jingyang’s Xichang Changgong was famous not only in the Jingyang Dynasty, but also in other countries.
How many spies from various countries have fallen into the hands of these executioners. Shiniang even experienced being chased by Xichang several times, so she was even more impressed!
But what she didn't expect was that Zhao Xiaole had so many identities, and each of them was so powerful!
And if it's true what Thirty Niang said, the prince has been hiding his power and biding his time, and the owner of the West Factory also has a close relationship with Zhao Xiaole.
So what chance does the fourth prince of Jingyang have of winning?!
"Have you figured it out?"
Thirty Niang looked into her eyes and said: "The future emperor of Jingyang must be the prince of Jingyang, and as Lord Zhao, he will definitely be a general and a marquis in the future! The treatment may not be worse than that of the prince of Yan!
"
"The situation of His Highness the Ninth Prince is much more difficult. In the imperial court, the eldest prince, the seventh prince and the fourteenth prince are competing with him, and there are fierce tigers abroad who are watching him."
"Besides, even if His Highness the Ninth Prince wins in the end and ascends to the throne, regardless of your embarrassing status, if he really cares about you, will he let you take risks and do these dangerous things?"
Shi Niang's face was completely pale.
Thirty Niang's words struck a chord in her heart, making her already somewhat shaky heart even more shaky.
Looking at her appearance, Thirty Years took a deep breath in his heart and was full of admiration for Zhao Xiaole.
These words were all told by Zhao Xiaole. She was still confused at first. How could the senior sister, who had always been very assertive, speak with just a few words?
But now, she believes it!
Sure enough, after Shiniang's face changed for a while, she looked a little dazed and said: "Let me think about it, where should I start..."
