King Chang angrily took out a dagger and slapped He Qingshan hard on the face: "Even if I lose, I don't want you to get what you want. I will destroy your pretty face today to see how you can still confuse people."
King Chang's expression became more and more ferocious: "Even if you unify this country in the future, you will still have to face a disfigured face, hahaha, it depends on what you are proud of."
"King Chang, don't act recklessly. Now you only have one city left and you are at the end of your battle. Don't struggle to the death. If you obey and capture me, I can still spare your life and let you live a glorious life."
A man's face is not that important, but He Qingshan didn't want to face a disfigured face, so he was a little scared. Even if he became emperor in the future, he would not want to be seen with a face full of scars. In the future, it will be written into history that others will mention that he has a disfigured face, which is very embarrassing to think about.
He wants to be famous forever, not for future generations to discuss how ugly he is.
Ling Shier was also tied aside, pretending to be semi-conscious and not daring to say a word. This King Chang is clearly crazy. She is just a little maid, and if she angers the other party, she may die.
King Chang still wanted to rely on the king to stand up, but he was not worried about the king's safety.
And she, an inconspicuous maid, might as well fall into a coma, at least she can live a little longer.
"ah--"
He Qingshan screamed in her ears, almost frightening Ling Shier to wake up. She didn't dare to open her eyes, gritted her teeth hard, and urged herself to pass out.
Out of sight, out of mind, let’s get through this first.
It doesn't matter if the king is disfigured, as long as he lives.
The king can unite the world while he is alive, and she can also follow him in glory and wealth. She doesn't mind that he is not good-looking, as long as he can make her a master.
King Chang slashed He Qingshan's face twice with a dagger, once on each side. The incision was so deep that the flesh was exposed. He Qingshan almost fainted from the pain.
"Prince Chang!" He Qingshan gritted his teeth in hatred for the other party. He felt the hot blood dripping from his face. He was filled with fear and more of hatred.
"Without this pretty face, let's see how you confuse people."
"So what if you unified the world? So what if you sit on the throne? You're not just an ugly person. Thousands of years later, people will mention you as an ugly person."
He Qingshan wrote these words down in his mind. When he becomes emperor in the future, he must rewrite the history books and make King Chang infamy for thousands of years.
As for how the history books write about him, did he, as an emperor, just change it casually? Whoever dares to write randomly will kill his whole family.
He would not say this to avoid irritating the other party again.
The pain on his face was about to make him faint.
"Yun Qianyan, King Ningshan is in my hands. If you still want him to live, just give him thirty cities in exchange and sign a contract that he won't invade again for a hundred years. How about we divide the world between us?"
It was obviously unrealistic to ask Yun Qianyan to surrender. He was afraid that the other party would jump over the wall in a hurry.
He only needs to take back thirty cities and sign a contract. This condition is not excessive.
If Yun Qianyan disagrees today, she will definitely be distracted from He Qingshan and will be ridiculed. For the sake of power, Yun Qianyan is unwilling to save her husband, who has been born and died with her.
This reputation is not pleasant.
"Where is your Majesty?" Qian Yan just responded when he saw two people hanging from the city wall, one was He Qingshan and the other was Ling Shi'er.
"Yun Qianyan, I'm here and alive. I don't want anything from the maid, it's just a gift for you."
Ling Shier, who was in a "coma", gritted her teeth with hatred, so no one would notice her, but the king would draw all the firepower to himself.
