The Knife Sharpener Beside the Pillow, the Powerful Minister, He Knew I Was Going to Kill Him

Everyone in the capital knew that Grand Sima Xie Linyuan had a submissive maidservant who could be stepped on by anyone. No one knew that she was so pitiful in front of others, but behind the scenes she was sharpening her knife every night, waiting for an opportunity to kill him. No one even knew that it was he who had done all the errands for her Shen family. She sold herself into the house, and the person she wanted to kill was him. He recognized her on the first day he entered the house. But he won't kill or expose him. She touched the knife under his pillow, and he opened his eyes and stuffed the knife back into her hand: "Sharpen it faster, I'll be waiting." The civil and military officials in the court were all living kings of hell who knelt down and talked, and would chop off the hands of anyone who touched her finger. But he was extremely indulgent towards her. She thought she was undercover. Until that night he held her wrist, closed his eyes and chuckled: "It's only the seventh day, you can't wait any longer?" But after he had calculated everything, he could not calculate one thing: she had died once. She came back with a prophet who had been a prophet for three years, and was turning the situation he had laid out for ten years upside down one by one.