The guard was about to call for help when he felt everything from his mouth to his face burning and throbbing painfully as if flames had spread to the rest of him, unable to make a sound.
"Li Wei Yang, what have you done?" Tuoba Yu suddenly turned to her.
Li Wei Yang smiled, revealing her dimples. However, at the same time, she had a cold, unforgiving air that did not suit someone her age: "Qi Dianxia, you have seen for yourself, this poisonous caterpillar crawled out of the prayer beads!"
Tuoba Yu was stunned. After that, as if realizing something, he quickly waved his hand, signaling the guards from afar to come: "He was not careful and was bitten by a poisonous caterpillar, help him out."
Earlier, the guards had stood quite far away, so they did not see what happened exactly. Now, seeing Qi Huangzi's unpleasant expressions, they quickly understood and carried the guard away.
"The prayer beads are toxic." Tuoba Yu's words were those of confirmation.
Li Wei Yang did not respond, she held a cup full of flower petals, slowly took two sips, she could taste a clear, crisp and fragrant aftertaste of the tea, which also had sweet, honey tones. After that, she indifferently said: "This is a Miao Jiang poisonous caterpillar. Normally, it would not come out. It is a pity that it is fond of sweets, and for that reason, luring it out is not difficult."
"Just that and it is lured out, the enemy is as simple as that?"
The corners of Li Wei Yang's mouth lifted slightly: "The lifespan of the poisonous caterpillar inside the prayer beads is rather short, so when it reaches adulthood, there is no way to lead it out. The opposition had not intended to use the prayer beads at this moment because it is not the right time and place yet. However, since I intervened in others' affairs, they had no choice and could not wait until it matures. When I put it like this, Dianxia should understand."
Crashing waves and strong winds stirred within Tuoba Yu's heart, unable to keep his calm. It was dusk now. The faded light streaked through the clouds and shone against his face, revealing a handsome, graceful face like that of one in a painting: "Hearing you say this, you seem to have a good understanding of this type of poison."
Li Wei Yang's eyebrows rose as she smiled coldly: "I cannot say it is much, but I know enough to understand that if Dianxia had held onto the prayer beads for a year, then your lifespan would have been shortened by 10-20 years."
Li Wei Yang did not want to know this much. It was a pity that she had been with Tuoba Zhen, pitted in the center of Da Li's power struggle. Naturally, she had the opportunity to come across some of the most critical information. Moreover, these news were in details. It had been more or less out of Tuoba Zhen's respect for her... Even so, he was still an individual, although he was cautious with her, when dealing with the enemy, he still had to reveal quite a bit in order to gain her support.
If he had kept the prayer beads with him... The thought of it made Tuoba Yu pale as cold sweat ran down his back. He thought about it, then suddenly smiled. Earlier, Li Wei Yang felt his smile had a spring breeze, warm and stirring others' hearts. Now, it was completely different. She felt rather uncomfortable and furrowed her brows together: "If Dianxia is grieving for the guard, then think of it as that I was out-of-line."
Having said so, she was about to turn and leave.
Suddenly, Tuoba Yu stood in front of her, stopping her, his eyes clear: "No, I want to thank you. If you had not intervened today, I would have been fooled by this scheme."
"Dianxia does not blame me for harming that guard?" Li Wei Yang raised her eyebrows.
Tuoba Yu smiled slightly: "He may have been by my side for many years, but there is no guarantee that he was someone trustworthy."
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The Princess Wei Yang
Historical FictionOriginal Name: Princess Wei Yang/ Concubine's daughter is Poisonous Original Author : Qin Jian Genre : Drama, Mature, Josei, Romance This is not my own work, so I give full credits to original author and eng translators... Life is unpredictable. H...