On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Gru screamed in pain, and his blood seeped into the snow, dyeing the white snow red.

"I... the King's Sword is not in my hand."

"where?"

"It was... taken away by that Central Plains Army general."

"Where did you take it?"

"I don't know, I really don't know..." Gru cried in pain, "I'm just a guide, following the orders of our tribal leader."

"What's the name of that Central Plains general?"

"I don't know either. He was in contact with the leader and was wearing a mask to cover his face. I had no idea... Forgive me."

"Spare you? Who spared my father and mother?"

Linlang stabbed him again.

Gru was in great pain, and his eyes flashed with cruelty: "Little bastard, what are you so proud of? When Dalhan was alive, he didn't take you seriously. Who do you think you are?"

Yan Ruyu looked back.

Linlang's face was stained with blood, and her pale complexion made her look like a bloodthirsty little beast.

Her eyes were surprisingly bright, dark and shining with a cold light.

She stared at Gru and said, "Go on."

Gru laughed strangely: "What are you talking about? You said your mother is indeed a beauty from the Central Plains? That figure and skin are so different from those of the women from the grasslands!"

"Do you think I killed her? No! She committed suicide because she was insulted, so..."

Before he could finish his words, Linlang thrust her fist into his mouth and stirred it violently.

Gru screamed "Ah", his mouth was full of blood and his tongue was gone.

He looked at Linlang in horror, deeply regretting the words he had just said in rage.

Linlang's knife was still dripping with blood, and she approached step by step: "You are right, my father does not love me, but that does not mean that I can let you kill him. And my mother..."

"You beasts!"

She raised the knife and chopped wildly, and Gru under the knife gradually became silent.

Her hands did not stop and continued, blood splattering and staining her body.

The big boss came forward and took hold of her arm, her hand, and her whole body was shaking slightly.

The boss embraced her and took away her knife.

Yan Ruyu also came over, her eyes gentle and compassionate.

Big tears welled up in her red eyes, she cried silently, her sadness was surging and overwhelming.

Yan Ruyu and the boss didn't try to persuade her. They waited for her to vent and then hugged her gently.

Linlang sniffed and wiped away her tears with her sleeve: "Thank you, Master, for giving me the chance to take revenge."

Yan Ruyu wiped the blood off her face with a handkerchief and said, "After crying for this time, let the sadness pass. I will never let you suffer any injustice again."

Tears almost welled up in Linlang's eyes again, and she nodded vigorously.

"One day, I will take you back to the grassland and kill the real enemy with my own hands."

Linlang's eyes lit up: "Thank you, Master!"

Yan Ruyu patted her, and the boss pushed the body into the bushes beside the road.

"Let that Mr. Mo run away," the boss said in annoyance.

"It's okay," Yan Ruyu looked back at the woods, "I'll ask the prince to send someone to look for it later. If we can't find it, we'll wait for the next opportunity."

"I have plenty of patience."

What the prey and the hunter compete with is patience.

This time, Mr. Mo did not hesitate to use himself as bait and took the risk of bringing the man in white here to lure her, which shows that he is anxious.

In this silent contest, whoever gets impatient first will lose.

The three of them returned to the camp. The war there had already ended, and Xiang Guang and the others were cleaning up the corpses and the like.

Huo Changhe was extremely anxious but he did not show it on the surface. He stood expressionlessly beside Tang Yibai, waiting for Yan Ruyu to come back.

Tang Yibai wanted to talk to him, but after he opened his mouth a few times, Huo Changhe didn't respond at all, so he had to give up.

Tang Yibai quietly looked at his wrist and saw black and red blood lines on it.

He closed his eyes slightly. What Mr. Mo said was true. He was really poisoned.

Now, Mr. Mo has run away, and the half of the antidote is in Yan Ruyu's hands.

Needless to say, Yan Ruyu would also use the antidote to embarrass him.

As soon as Yan Ruyu came back, Huo Changhe immediately went to meet her. His eyes were like a big net, wrapping her tightly and carefully checking whether she was injured.

Yan Ruyu shook her head: "I'm fine."

Huo Changhe's eyes fell on the blood-stained hem of her clothes.

"Oh, this is not my blood. Linlang has taken revenge."

Yan Ruyu said with a little regret: "Mr. Mo got away. He and his subordinates changed clothes. Your Majesty, please send someone to the woods to look for him. He is injured and hit by my hidden weapon. He should not be able to run fast."

"Okay," Huo Changhe breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was indeed not injured, and immediately sent someone to look for her.

Yan Ruyu had already noticed Tang Yibai standing there, but she didn't look at him directly. Instead, she turned to see the Eighth Princess.

Tang Yibai had chosen not to help either side before, so Yan Ruyu had to leave him alone to let him know his mistake.

The eighth princess had heard the noise outside early on, and she stood at the entrance of the tent for a while, watching, but she could see nothing.

Finally he saw Yan Ruyu coming and his eyes lit up.

"Princess, are you okay?"

No matter what happened before, her concern now is real.

"It's okay, let's go in and talk."

After entering the tent, Yan Ruyu asked the Eighth Princess to lie down while she warmed herself by the charcoal fire.

"On this journey to the capital, does the princess want to be controlled by Tang Yibai, or does she want to contain him?"

Is there any need to ask?

The Eighth Princess knew that since Yan Ruyu asked this, there must be a way.

"Please teach me, Princess, how can I contain him? He is a skilled warrior, has a deep mind, and everyone outside belongs to him."

"Don't worry about those people outside. Just catch him."

"Please let me know, Princess."

Yan Ruyu took out the medicine bottle left by Mr. Mo: "Tang Yibai is poisoned, this is the antidote."

The Eighth Princess was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what Yan Ruyu meant.

"Princess, I do."

Yan Ruyu smiled and said, "Princess, it's not easy to take my things."

The Eighth Princess grasped the quilt with both hands: "You said, as long as I can do it, I will do it without hesitation. If I can't do it, I will also find a way to do it."

Yan Ruyu heard this and turned her head to look at her.

Coming through adversity and growing up in an oppressive environment is truly extraordinary.

Yan Ruyu nodded: "Okay, let's do one thing first."

"Princess, please speak."

Yan Ruyu said without hesitation: "Give me one of Tang Yibai's things."

The Eighth Princess didn't understand for a moment: "Things? What?"

Yan Ruyu said, "Anything is fine, it's best if it's something you carry with you, but it has to be his, not a gift from someone else."

Yan Ruyu was also unsure whether it would be ok if it was a gift from someone else. The positioning of the abbot's space might make it so that the gift would be judged as belonging to someone else.

It is more reliable to take what originally belongs to you.

"Anything is fine..." The Eighth Princess frowned and thought, "It doesn't have to be something elegant like a jade pendant, right?"

"No, just make sure it's his."

The Eighth Princess nodded vigorously while thinking: "Okay, when does the princess want it?"

"Within half an hour," Yan Ruyu said, "I'll go see him and hold him back. You hurry up."