After death I became the canary of the cruel prince

"who!"

Mu Li opened the door, his sharp eyes swept around.

"Meow~" A wild cat jumped out of the bushes, and let go of the sword hilt.

"It turned out to be a wild cat."

Wen Junping hid in the bushes and tightly covered his mouth to prevent himself from making any sound.

The reason why he chose to go out of the city to surrender was because Bei Gongzhi promised him that as long as he surrendered to meet him, he would let the people accept the people who surrendered and accommodated him.

In the winter when the city was besieged for several months and lacked carbon and food, the people were hungry and the clan could not hold on, so he had to make a decision, choosing the latter between a desperate fight and surrender.

They used to be brothers, he thought he knew this man, he was a man who kept his promise.

Now it hurts to be slapped in the face.

He mistrusted him!

Naively thinking that he would let the innocent people and clansmen go if he died, it was ridiculous.

Returning to the room in a daze, Wen Junping lay back and rolled into a ball beside the bed, closing his eyes and seeing the scene of his tribe being slaughtered.

"No!"

He woke up from the nightmare, sat on the bed panting, the sun shone on his face, his pale face was covered with sweat, and his clothes were wet with cold sweat, clinging to his body with his undulating breathing.

The scene of screams and rivers of blood in the dream lingered for a long time, and the glare of the sun could not dispel the cold like falling into an ice cave.

He must not let the dream come true.

Lifting off the quilt, washing his face and tidying up his clothes, he opened the door and looked at the man's room diagonally opposite. Wen Junping silently clenched his fists in his sleeves.

There was only one thought in his mind, to kill him.

Wen Junping first went to the old servant to get some insect repellent powder, and then went to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, the miscellaneous vegetable soup was bubbling and bubbling, and Wen Junping was holding the insect repellent wrapped in hemp paper in his hand. He didn't know if the medicine was enough to kill him.

Thinking about it in my heart, I also held the thought of dying with him.

If he is not kind, don't blame him for being unrighteous!

He didn't think about what was poisoned and died suddenly, what was controlled by the prince, what Acacia was detoxified and then restarted his life.

He just wants to protect his own people, even at the cost of his own life!

In his life, the most useless thing he did was to defeat Mo Xuecheng, which his father entrusted to him, in the hands of Bei Gongzhi.

People of the Spirit Race would rather die standing than live on their knees, this is the ancestor's precept.

But myself...

He clenched his teeth, and his teeth were chattering.

A look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he poured all the medicine powder into it.

Even if these medicines can't kill him immediately, they can still make him suffer for a while, at that time, I can take the opportunity to kill him!

He secretly hid Chef Li's boning knife in his sleeve and pressed it against his arm, and walked out of the kitchen.

Carrying the soup, he walked through the stone-paved path, passed through the arch and then passed a cloister to the bedroom of Bei Gongzhi in the main courtyard. Director Xu had already led his staff to wash and change clothes and was coming out.

Wen Junping came neither sooner nor later.

With his head down, he looked no different from other servants, and walked in along the steps step by step.

At the end of winter, the ice and snow gradually melted, and water fell from the eaves, leaving a string of puddles on the ground. He stood at the door, took off his shoes, stepped on the smooth wooden floor, and bowed his waist.

"Breakfast is ready."

Respectfully put the soup on the table.

Then turn the upside-down bowl over, hold the spoon and lower your eyes, pour the soup into the bowl, and serve it with both hands.

"Please use."