Seeing her like this, Hua Rong became even more certain.
It was indeed the same dirty child from back then.
After so many years, she had grown into a graceful young woman, but her heart was still as wicked as it was when she was a child.
She waved her hand, "You're an eyesore. Drag her out and feed her to the wolves."
Two women in black immediately stepped forward, ready to drag Yu Linglong away.
Yu Linglong was terrified and quickly begged for mercy, "My Lord, spare me, my Lord, spare me. I… I can still do many things. I… I can control Ye Qingying, the foremost assassin of Beiming. I… I also poisoned Prince He, and I can still…"
"Oh?" Hua Rong raised an eyebrow.
The two attendants immediately stopped, dropping Yu Linglong back onto the ground.
"What did you just say?" Hua Rong asked.
"I… I poisoned Ye Qingying and can control him. He… he is Beiming's foremost assassin…"
"I asked about Prince He."
Yu Linglong's heart stirred.
Seeing their demeanor, she had assumed they were people of the martial world, so she mentioned Ye Qingying first.
It turned out that this Lord was more concerned about royalty.
Yu Linglong immediately said, "I poisoned Prince He, and he has to listen to me now! My Lord, I can help you!"
"Help me with what?" Hua Rong asked dismissively.
"I… I can control Prince He. My Lord… may I ask what… what is your relationship with Prince He?"
The words "what relationship" she dared not utter.
Her voice grew softer and softer.
Hua Rong remained silent, seemingly in thought.
After a long while, she finally said, "Alright, since you can control Feng Qihe, I will spare your life for now."
However, Yu Linglong hesitated.
Hua Rong saw the problem in her expression immediately. "Hmm?"
Her brows instantly became unfathomable again, sinister and chilling.
Yu Linglong trembled in fear, the shadow of death completely enveloping her.
In front of this woman, her life was precarious, as if it could vanish at any moment.
For a moment, Yu Linglong felt utter despair.
In her despair, the only thing supporting her was hatred.
She looked at Hua Rong, "I can control Feng Qihe, but Chu Qianli now knows the method to break the curse. My Lord, if you truly wish to control Feng Qihe, then kill Chu Qianli!"
"You want to use me to kill someone?" Hua Rong's eyes darkened.
Yu Linglong was so scared she couldn't even breathe deeply, but she still said, "If… if you don't want to kill her, you can cripple her hands!"
...
The nights recently had been particularly long.
It was not yet dawn.
It was around four in the morning.
The entire sky was a dull gray.
Chu Qianli sat outside the tent, looking up at the sky.
Not far away, a gas stove was placed, with a pot of plain water boiling on it.
Inside the tent behind her, the man had woken up.
Seeing no one else inside, and without even putting on his coat, he immediately rushed outside.
Seeing Chu Qianli sitting there safe and sound, Ye Qingying breathed a sigh of relief.
"So today is New Year's Eve."
It was past midnight. Although it was not yet dawn, it was considered a new day.
In the blink of an eye, she had been in this era for half a year.
Tomorrow would be the new year.
In a daze, what had she accomplished in the past six months?
It seemed there were always endless tasks, always endless dangers to deal with.
How many days had she truly been able to sit down and quietly drink a cup of tea?
New Year's Eve!
Ye Qingying felt a stir of emotion, but the stirred heart quickly calmed down.
New Year's Eve, for him, was a luxury, and had never held any meaning.
He had always spent it alone.
Chu Qianli suddenly turned and looked at him, "We eat dumplings on New Year's Eve. Have you ever eaten them?"