After crying for a long time, Ling Zhouyang calmed down under Qian Zhao's company and comfort.
She stayed silent in Qian Zhao's arms for a long time.
"Qian Zhao, after this trip is over, are you going back to the palace to be your Yulin Army?" If you listen carefully, you can still hear a tremor in Ling Zhouyang's tone.
Qian Zhao replied in a dull voice: "Well, after the mission is over, I will transform back into the Imperial Palace's Yulin Army."
Ling Zhouyang's tone was pleading, "Can you... please leave the palace for me?"
Qian Zhao was stunned. He didn't quite understand what Ling Zhouyang meant. Was it because she was hurt by Emperor Chu, so she hated everything in the palace?
Qian Zhao didn't speak, but Ling Zhouyang's heart immediately became anxious.
After a long while, Qian Zhao spoke, "Three generations of my family have served the country and the people, and I feel the same way."
Ling Zhouyang's heart sank. She should have thought that the person next to her was Captain Qian, and her family was full of loyal and brave people.
Under such influence, how could Qian Zhao give up protecting his family and country for her?
Ling Zhouyang let go of Qian Zhao. She didn't blame Qian Zhao for giving such an answer, nor did she blame Qian Zhao for not putting her first.
She felt that it was this kind of Qian Zhao that would make her happy.
Ling Zhouyang pursed her lips and said, "You won't be influenced by anyone. I like you like this."
"Let me tell you a secret. Your Six Paths Hall's information is wrong. Lingding is not a thirty-year-old man."
"Lingding is me. My family was wiped out by Emperor Chu, and I am left alone and helpless."
Qian Zhao's eyes widened and he looked at Ling Zhouyang in astonishment, his face full of disbelief.
"The reason why I am named Lingding is because there is no one with the same blood as me in this world. No matter what happens, I can only survive on my own."
Qian Zhao looked at Ling Zhouyang who was calm and felt distressed. He shouldn't have refused so quickly. At least, he had to wait until the right time.
"Ayang..."
Ling Zhouyang interrupted Qian Zhao and said, "Listen to me."
"The year I was born, auspiciousness descended from heaven. Later, there was a prophecy that those who received auspiciousness from heaven would live forever. I don't know who it was, but saw the birthmark on my body, which was a golden-edged daphne."
"Phnom Penh Daphne incense means auspiciousness. It can not only be used for viewing, but can also be used as medicine. This is the reason why Emperor Chu destroyed my entire family."
Qian Zhao listened blankly, not knowing how to comfort Ling Zhouyang.
It is a fact that his family was exterminated, and it is also a fact that he has lived a precarious life for so many years.
Ling Zhouyang smiled, pulled off his clothes, and exposed his right shoulder.
Qian Zhao's mouth was slightly open, with a look of confusion in his eyes. After he came to his senses, he was so frightened that he quickly looked away.
"Qian Zhao, look at me." Ling Zhouyang's tone refused.
When Qian Zhao heard this, the tips of his ears turned red, and the color from his neck to his face slowly turned light pink.
Qian Zhao seemed to be suppressing some emotion, and his voice became hoarse, "Ayang, be obedient and put on your clothes."
Ling Zhouyang's voice softened, "Qian Zhaozhao, look at me."
After hearing this tone, Qian Zhao's heart softened. He would restrain himself and would not act recklessly.
He turned his head, his eyes still a little evasive, and tried his best to look at Ling Zhouyang's face.
Ling Zhouyang lowered her head and pointed at the birthmark under the collarbone of her right shoulder. Clusters of small pale pink flowers were squeezed together, forming a blooming golden-edged daphne.
"This birthmark is Daphne with a golden edge. It was also because of it that I was given the title of auspiciousness. After I was raised by Emperor Chu, I was forced by him to take various tonics."
Then Ling Zhouyang opened the sleeve of her right hand again, and there was a bandage wrapped around her wrist. She took off the bandage, and it was covered with interlaced scars. It was impossible to tell how many times she had been cut.
"After feeding me for five years, he started to cut my wrist to bleed. After the blood was drained, he continued to patch it up. Just like this, he drained my blood every other month, and I was bled for ten years."
"It hurts a lot, but it won't happen again." Qian Zhao took Ling Zhouyang's hand. He was careful when touching the scars, for fear of hurting Ling Zhouyang.
He never thought that Ling Zhouyang's life experience would be so miserable, nor that Ling Zhouyang was the famous Chu Kingdom's number one assassin.
His Ayang has lived with her enemies since she was a child. How did she endure it?
Ling Zhouyang licked her dry lips and continued: "You should think I'm very pitiful. Actually, I'm okay. I'm not particularly pitiful."
She pulled out the dagger from under the pillow, "This dagger was given to me by Emperor Chu when I was six years old. The gold-edged Daphne carved on the handle represents me. It was the first time I killed someone with it."
"Later, I gave this dagger to Gu Yun as a reward."
Ling Zhouyang twitched her lips and smiled, "By the way, you probably don't know who Gu Yun is. Let me tell you slowly. Gu Yun was with me when he was eight years old. I was nine years old that year."
"When he was first selected as a bad guy, he was very timid and cowardly. He didn't dare to hit anyone, so everyone bullied him."
"Later, I saw how pitiful he was, so I took him with me and taught him how to kill people and how to bully those who bullied him back."
Ling Zhouyang's hand attached to the number thirteen engraved on the handle, "Gu Yun is very smart and powerful. I taught him for three years. When he was eleven years old, he completed the assassination brilliantly without relying on anyone." During the mission, he asked me for a reward, but I couldn’t resist him, so I had to give him the dagger I had carried for six years, and he carved the number thirteen on the handle with a smile.”
"Thirteen, it happens to be the stroke of Ling Zhou."
"When he was seventeen, Gu Yun and others went out on a mission. In the end, only Gu Yun didn't come back. I asked them where was the body? They wanted to see the body even if they were dead, but they said they couldn't bring it back, but okay. His body was later returned."
Qian Zhao felt very uncomfortable when he heard this. While he felt sorry for Ling Zhouyang's experience, he also thought about the relationship between Gu Yun and Ling Zhouyang.
Seeing Qian Zhao's panic, Ling Zhouyang explained: "Gu Yun is my younger brother to me, and you and he are different people in my heart."
One is a relative and the other is a lover.
Qian Zhao nodded and wanted to reach out and hug Ling Zhouyang, but Ling Zhouyang's exposed right shoulder prevented him from doing so.
In the end, he could only say dryly: "Ayang, I didn't know you had been so miserable these years."
Ling Zhouyang shook her head slightly and spoke slowly, "It's good when I have Gu Yun with me. He is really cheerful. No matter what happens, he always looks playful."
Lingzhouyang acted coquettishly again, "My mouth is dry after talking so much. Qian Zhaozhao, please give me a glass of water."
Qian Zhao found that Lingzhouyang could really transfer his emotions quickly, so he had to smile and turn around to pour water for Lingzhouyang.
Ling Zhouyang looked at Qian Zhao's back. She felt that she was very satisfied with Qian Zhao's meticulous care for her during this period of time. She should not ask for too much, let alone let Qian Zhao give up what he was thinking. Accompany her through those happy and happy days.
