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Xiao Ai thought of a solution and walked forward regardless of the knife across her neck.

General Gao Li never thought that Xiao Ai would be like this, and the knife in his hand accidentally cut a bloody mark on her neck.

Blood dripped down Xiao Ai's neck onto her clothes. When Shen Liang saw Xiao Ai was injured, his expression suddenly changed, "Xiao Ai!"

His subconscious behavior made everyone present realize that his feelings for Xiao Ai were not as weak as he said.

Minister Cui was afraid that Shen Liang would attack the princess because of his wife's injury, so he stepped forward and snatched the knife from General Gao Li's hand, begging, "I will let her go right now, please don't hurt Su Ji!"

"Minister Cui!" General Goryeo was somewhat dissatisfied. If they had hostages in their hands, there would be no need to worry about Shen Liang not releasing them.

But Minister Cui was most concerned about the princess's safety and did not want to take any risks.

Xiao Ai was not affected by the noise around her and walked towards Shen Liang step by step.

Shen Liang suppressed the emotions in his heart and stood there motionless, holding Princess Gaoli hostage.

Everyone present was very curious about what Xiao Ai was going to do.

Xiao Ai walked up to Shen Liang with red eyes and stood still, raising her hand to grab the hilt of his sword.

"Go away!" Xiao Ai signaled Princess Gaoli, who was held hostage by Shen Liang, to leave.

Before Princess Goryeo could react, Minister Cui strode forward and pulled Princess Goryeo back into his arms.

"Okay, Su-ji, it's okay~"

Shen Liang showed a bitter smile on his face and let Xiao Ai take the sword from his hand.

Xiao Ai held the sword in one hand, with a hint of determination in her eyes. Having made up her mind, she no longer hesitated and pointed the sword at Shen Liang's heart.

Everyone present widened their eyes at this development.

"Xiao Ai, what are you doing? Put down the sword!"

Bao Zheng originally thought that Xiao Ai took the sword to commit suicide, but no one could have imagined that Xiao Ai would point the sword at Shen Liang.

Shen Liang was a little surprised at first, but then he was relieved. He turned to Xiao Ai without any defense, "I know it's too late to say anything now. I am sorry for you..."

"You haven't let me down. Being with you was my own decision and I have never regretted it!"

Xiao Ai had a look of pain and hesitation on her face, she was afraid that her plan would go wrong.

Shen Liang was satisfied when he heard her say that she didn't regret being with him. Even if he died in her hands today, he would have no regrets. Seeing Xiao Ai hesitate, he made the decision for her and took a step forward to hit the sword in Xiao Ai's hand.

"Hearing your words before I die, I have no regrets in my death! I hope I will be lucky enough to marry you in my next life."

When the tip of the sword pierced Shen Liang's heart, Xiao Ai's heart also tightened. She pulled out the sword somewhat at a loss, and blood splattered all over Xiao Ai's face.

Everyone present widened their eyes in shock at what they saw.

Ignoring the wound on his chest, Shen Liang took a step forward, raised his hand to touch Xiao Ai's face, and wiped the blood off her face.

Xiao Ai looked at him steadily, tears and blood streaming down her cheeks.

"Don't cry... it won't look good if you cry..."

In the end, Shen Liang failed to wipe her face clean. His hands fell weakly, and he fell backwards with his eyes closed, lifeless.

Xiao Ai hugged him with tears in her eyes when he was about to fall.

The case of the Crown Prince of Goryeo and the Seventh Prince ended with the death of the murderer.

After Shen Liang died, the people present did not stop Xiao Ai, who looked pale, from taking his body away.

After walking out of the inn, Xiao Ai reached out and tapped Shen Liang's chest several times. She finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the bleeding had stopped.

It seems that her plan worked. The sword just now did not hurt Shen Liang's heart, but passed through his heart narrowly.

Thinking that Shen Liang was already dead in the open and the news that he was still alive could not be leaked, Xiao Ai took Shen Liang's body to the coffin shop and put him in the coffin to hide it from others.

With the help of the coffin shop owner, Xiao Ai placed the coffin on the carriage and was about to leave Luzhou.

When Bao Zheng and his men came over, Xiao Ai was about to leave in her carriage.

"Xiao Ai, where are you going?" Bao Zheng and Gongsun Ce grabbed Xiao Ai's horse.

"I want to send him home! Please make way~" Xiao Ai pulled the reins to ask them to make way, without giving them a chance to talk.

Bao Zheng actually had some questions in his mind, but he couldn't say them out loud at the moment.

The person is already dead, is there any point in asking so many questions?

Gongsun Ce knew that Xiao Ai didn't like them, so he pulled Bao Zheng out of the way.

Xiao Ai drove away in the carriage after they made way.

After leaving Luzhou, Xiao Ai remained alert to the movements around him. When the carriage was about to pass through a forest, Xiao Ai stopped.

A man walked out of the woods. That man was the fortune teller Xiao Ai had met in Luzhou before.

"I didn't expect you to escape and have to trouble me to clean up the mess!"

Feng Yihan was still holding the cloth banner in his hand at this time, walking on the road leisurely.

"It was you who attacked me that day!"

Xiao Ai finally knew from his words who attacked her. She did not sit there and wait for death. She pulled out the sword left by Shen Liang and pointed it at him.

Feng Yihan sneered, as if he thought she was trying to shake a tree with an ant, and was overestimating her own abilities.

Xiao Ai knew that her martial arts skills could not defeat the person in front of her. She had only been practicing martial arts for two years, so her internal strength was definitely not as good as that of the person in front of her.

The only option is to take a different approach and think of another way.

Xiao Ai calmly held the Hundred Flowers Softening Powder that she had prepared just in case.

Feng Yihan planned to end the battle quickly and rushed towards Xiao Ai.

Xiao Ai jumped off the carriage and fought back with a sword in hand. Facing Feng Yihan's attack, Xiao Ai knew that she was no match for him. The man on the opposite side had strong internal strength, and her meager internal strength was probably a joke in his eyes.

Feng Yihan also noticed that Xiao Ai's swordsmanship was quite good. She should have learned from Shen Liang. However, her internal strength was nothing compared to his. He felt a little contemptuous of her in his heart.

Xiao Ai saw through his thoughts and took advantage of his moment of relaxation to swing the Hundred Flowers Softening Muscle Powder in her hand.

Feng Yihan thought that what Xiao Ai had spread out were ordinary drugs and did not take it seriously. People with strong inner strength have some resistance to drugs.

But he didn't plan to play on any longer and approached Xiao Ai to kill her.

Xiao Ai had many cuts on her body and she accidentally bumped into the coffin on the carriage while resisting.

Shen Liang inside woke up in a daze, and seeing that it was pitch black all around him, he thought he had arrived in the underworld.

But the noise coming from outside made Shen Liang realize that something was wrong.

Xiao Ai was forced back against the coffin. Just as Feng Yihan approached Xiao Ai step by step and was about to raise his sword to kill Xiao Ai, he suddenly felt weak all over, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Xiao Ai knew that the Baihua Softening Muscle Powder was working. This Baihua Softening Muscle Powder had never failed to work against people with great martial arts skills.

When Feng Yihan collapsed to the ground unable to hold the sword, Xiao Ai walked over, raised the sword and cut his throat.

The last thing Feng Yihan was aware of was the indifferent Xiao Ai. Before his consciousness faded, he felt a little regretful that he had been careless for a moment and had fallen into the gutter.