Reborn Female Assassin Falls in Love with Tsundere Little Prince

The Cambodian Emperor still asked doubtfully: "If Xu Yin is not caught and his body is not seen, the people will not believe it."

The King of Yue looked at him speechlessly, it seemed that everything he had just said was in vain.

He had no choice but to say respectfully: "Your Majesty, Xu Yin's body is not important, his life is not important, what is important is the emotions of the people."

The Emperor of Cambodia finally understood what was said and immediately clapped his hands, appearing extremely satisfied.

The King of Yue continued, "Your Majesty, it is necessary to spend some silver just in case."

"how do I say this?"

"There are tens of thousands of people in Qingcheng. We can spend some money to bribe their relatives and friends outside the city, bring them to the front of the army, and explain the court's policies to the people in the city. By then, even if Zhang Lin does not open the city gates, the people will definitely waver and resist passively."

The Cambodian Emperor once again raised a question, saying: "What if someone still refuses to cooperate after spending money?"

The King of Yue said calmly: "Use your wife, children and elders to force me. Anyone who refuses to cooperate will be killed!"

Emperor Wen of Cambodia laughed heartily, thinking that this plan was feasible. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Use both kindness and force. I understand, I understand! Hahahaha..."

The King of Yue really wanted to say that this was not the right way to use both kindness and force, but he could only force a smile and say against his will: "Your Majesty is wise and wise, and I cannot compare to you."

Emperor Khmum ordered people to prepare wine and food, and asked the concubine who came to dance to liven up the atmosphere. He had no intention of sleeping tonight, so the two brothers drank three rounds of wine and talked about the past.

He looked at the woman in white and couldn't help but recall an old memory. He said to the King of Yue beside him, "Tianming, when I was still a prince, I remember there was a singing girl in your house."

When the King of Yue heard the word "singing girl", there was a slight change in his eyes. Holding the wine glass suspended in the air, he reacted quickly and drank it all in one gulp. Outsiders could not notice his momentary abnormality.

He tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart and replied calmly: "Your Majesty, isn't she dead?"

"Yes, she's dead." Emperor Jianwen said it very lightly, as if it wasn't a human life. "When I saw her for the first time, I liked her very much. I asked you for her, but you were stingy and didn't want to give her to me. Hahahaha... In the end, I had no choice but to snatch her to my house. You don't blame me for this, right?"

The King of Yue immediately knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, you must not say that. She was just a little singing girl. I was also mesmerized by her singing and wanted to stay with her. I have offended Your Majesty. Please punish me."

Emperor Wen of Cambodia asked him to sit down again, indicating that he had no intention of blaming him, but was just recalling the past.

He drank a glass of wine, and said with an intoxicated face: "Such a gentle woman is rare in the world. To this day, I still miss her from time to time. It's a pity that such a gentle person has a too strong temper. She actually committed suicide the next day. It's such a pity!"

The King of Yue held the wine glass tightly and trembled slightly, but he still said flatteringly: "Your Majesty, there is no need to feel sorry for a little singing girl. Your Majesty is the emperor, what kind of woman can't he have? She is not worth mentioning."

"Come to think of it, I don't even know her name. She used to be in your house, and you like her so much, so you must know her name, right?" He thought he was very affectionate and said with self-movement: "I can't forget her. Now that I am the emperor, I want to posthumously confer the title of concubine on her."

After he finished speaking, he heard no response. He turned his head and saw that the King of Yue was sleeping on the table.

"You still have such a poor alcohol tolerance. I have never had a good time drinking with you."

The Khmer Emperor ordered the eunuch to take him back to the palace of the King of Vietnam, and then raised his wine glass and said to the dancing concubine: "Come here and drink with me."

The concubine immediately ran over happily and called out in a charming voice: "Your Majesty~"

He enjoyed the sound so much that his bones were almost softened. He fed her the wine, held her in his arms, sniffed her fragrance with his nose, and then pushed her away in anger.

"Emperor~"

"Someone! Take this woman down and beat her to death with sticks!"

The concubine was stunned, not knowing what mistake she had made. She knelt on the ground in a hurry, crying and begging for mercy.

Emperor Wen of Cambodia didn't know why he wanted to kill her. It might be that the fragrance on her body was too strong, which made him feel uncomfortable when drinking.

For him, it was only a temporary concubine who died, so it was not a big deal. The reason why she was called temporary was because there were many women like her, and he did not feel sorry for her.

The reason why he thought he was affectionate was just because he was not satisfied. If he really possessed her, he would get bored after a long time, and with this, he would have a reason to take her life.

……

In the Prince of Yue's mansion, the King of Yue was lying on the bed, staring at the gauze curtain on the bed with lifeless eyes, with tears in the corners of his eyes. He didn't dare to cry out loud and could only shed tears silently.

He suddenly stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, his hair disheveled and his eyes seemed to have a raging fire burning. He stood up, walked to the secret compartment, and took out the things inside.

Portrait, a portrait of a woman, or more precisely, a portrait of a singer.

He carefully hung the painting on the wall. The anger in his eyes was gone, and they were filled with tenderness. He gently touched the face of the person in the painting, and tears flowed uncontrollably once again.

He murmured, "How are you worthy of knowing her name?"

He pretended to be drunk just now because he didn't want to tell the emperor the name of the singer.

"Zhi'er, I will definitely avenge you."