They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

Chapter 368 The Little Dwarf

He sighed inwardly, feeling a mixture of resentment and helplessness. In truth, she hadn't taken the initiative much, yet all of them had fallen for her. What would happen to them if another foreigner came along?

As she pondered this, she realized the plan could no longer proceed. Just as she was about to go find her, she encountered Huang Ziliang walking towards her.

"Ziliang, sigh..."

He sighed deeply, knowing that talking to him would be useless, and that he should still talk to Wu Ziyan.

When they arrived at the tent, Wu Ziyan and the handsome man beside her were no longer there. However, Huang Ziliang had overlooked one thing: he didn't know that there were spies from Beirong in the army.

Before this, they had already learned about Wu Ziyan's identity.

Wu Ziyan said that as soon as she returned to the tent, the handsome men looked at her with changing expressions. She thought it was because she hadn't washed her face that day and they had noticed.

Before she could even begin to implement Huang Ziliang's plan, the handsome men stepped forward and surrounded her as they led her out.

"Ladies, where are we going?"

"It's amazing, I heard that there's a place in the suburbs that's covered in lush green grass. Why don't we go and take a look?"

Wu Ziyan was a little confused. This shouldn't be her line, so how did these two say it?

And the fact that they arranged to meet outside is not right. Could it be that Huang Ziliang made the arrangement?

Following them out, no one followed behind. Wu Ziyan was still thinking about how Huang Ziliang was putting on an act, and how convincing it was.

But after walking a long way, she could no longer see the city or the camp, and there seemed to be no one protecting her or any trace of them following her. She realized what was going on.

“Your Highness, you want to run back now? I won’t allow it. My brother and I are counting on you to help us get rid of our slave status.”

"Ladies, what are you saying? I don't quite understand." As she said this, she took a step back.

But then I saw that one of them was holding a dagger and the other a silver needle, revealing a side of them I had never seen before – this was their true nature.

“This stuff is coated with a deadly poison. If you get pricked by it, you won’t survive more than three days without an antidote.”

Wu Ziyan thought he was going to kill her directly, but it turned out he just wanted to stab her and poison her.

That's alright. As long as it's not a large-area injury, she can still withstand it.

"Ah! I'm so scared, could you please just prick me once with that silver needle? I promise I won't resist."

The two handsome men initially thought she was going to scream or run back as fast as she could.

But to my surprise, she looked pitiful and asked them to only prick her once. What's going on?

"Are you plotting something?!"

"I'm all alone, and you two are so much taller and bigger than me. What are you worried about? If you want to fight, hurry up."

The more Wu Ziyan said this, the less the two men dared to step forward. Who would beg someone to stab them?

“I gave you a chance. I promise I won’t run away or shout. But you can’t hurt me. Take me to your boss and I’ll have him help you get rid of your slave status!”

The two exchanged a glance, then turned their backs to Wu Ziyan.

He muttered something under his breath, then turned around and pricked Wu Ziyan's middle finger with a silver needle.

Before the needle even touched her skin, she let out a soft, whimpering cry.

In the end, she only needed one needle prick, and surprisingly, she didn't struggle, make a fuss, or cry out.

Some even looked at her with the same kind of compassion one would show to someone with intellectual disabilities.

Sure enough, just like the rumors said, he was ignorant and stupid.

"So where are you two taking me? Given your ranks, you shouldn't be allowed to see the leader, right?"

"We have already sent a message; General Hanxuan may already be waiting for you at your destination."

Wu Ziyan also knew that things might not have gone according to Huang Ziliang's plan, but they should be roughly the same.

At least these two didn't hurt her; getting poisoned is nothing new.

But after walking for a short while, Wu Ziyan felt his feet getting numb from the cold, so he squatted down on the ground and started acting like a rogue.

"I can't walk anymore. Either come and carry me away, or I might have been poisoned. Sigh, I won't live much longer."

The two men found it annoying, so they squatted down and carried her on their backs. Sure enough, she stopped making a fuss, so they took turns carrying her.

After walking for a long time, Wu Ziyan would occasionally turn his head back, and there really was no one following him.

Those people in the camp, wouldn't they be suspicious when they see them come out? It seems their safety can't even be guaranteed anymore.

Since she was already there, she decided to make the best of it. She even fell asleep on the back of that beautiful woman. How could she be so carefree as to sleep on the back of an enemy?

In the distance, the two men indeed saw it, standing there with one man and one horse.

He arrived the moment he received the message, though he suspected it might be a trap, but he never expected it to be real.

He watched the two men carrying the tiny woman on their backs, a strange sight he couldn't describe.

The two men quickened their pace upon seeing Yelü Hanxuan, as if he were their savior.

Wu Ziyan sensed something was wrong with the undulations and muttered, "Walk slower, you're making me feel jolted."

Then, I opened my eyes, still blurry, and saw a man and a horse standing in the snow.

He was wearing a bright red cloak, and his profile was very deep. Coincidentally, at that moment, a beam of light shone from the sky and fell on him.

It was as if a god of war had descended to earth; it was absolutely stunning!

Wu Ziyan blinked twice more, trying to make out the person's outline.

His features are so striking and deep, it's as if he stepped out of a painting.

"Is she the Fourth Prince of the Wu Dynasty?"

Without needing the two people's introduction, Wu Ziyan struggled to jump off the beauty's back.

The system's voice rang out after a long absence, and she finally saw her male number eight.

She was both happy and unhappy. She was happy because she had finally found everyone, and once the strategy was completed and she ascended the throne, she could live.

Unpleasant things immediately appeared on the opposite side of her.

This might be a bit difficult to handle. At first, she was just amazed by her looks, but now she looks rather worried.

"Hi, I'm Wu Ziyan. Who are you, and what do you want with me?"

Yelü Hanxuan didn't speak, but looked her up and down before finally uttering three words: "Shorty!"

Wu Ziyan felt incredibly hurt, thinking that Situ Hongyu's way of addressing her was more tactful; he was calling her "little pumpkin."

Calling someone a "shorty" is a bit much!

"I've never heard of the saying 'Don't expose someone's shortcomings.' You look decent enough, but how come you can't say anything nice?"

"You called me a shorty, and I haven't even said anything to you yet! You're so big and burly, you don't look like a man at all!"

When the two beauties heard Wu Ziyan speak to Yelü Hanxuan in such a manner, they were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, trembling.

However, the aesthetic standards of the Northern Rong were different from those of the Wu Dynasty. In the Northern Rong, Yelü Hanxuan was considered to have an outstanding appearance.

However, Yelü Hanxuan remained unmoved when he heard him being insulted like this.

They only glanced at the two beauties before they immediately scrambled to their feet and ran away!