Shen Lingxi is a famous butcher in Nanming Town.
The butcher's knife is smoother than an embroidery needle, and the blood on your hands can feed a river. Neighbors walked around her and children cried when they saw her. She didn't care, she just knew that pigs couldn't lie and knives couldn't backstab, so they were much stronger than humans.
Gongye Yuanzhou saw her for the first time at the entrance of the alley. She knocked his pursuer unconscious with the handle of the knife, then lowered her head to pick up the copper plate on the ground without looking back.
"Girl, stay."
She turned around, her eyes looking like a piece of meat waiting to be cut: "Is something wrong?"
He handed over the jade pendant. She weighed it: "How many kilograms of meat can be exchanged?"
Gongye Yuanzhou was stunned.
Later he found out that there was no trace of anything she did before she was seven years old, her sword skills were as weird as those taught by ghosts, and her only weakness was the old man in the alley who had been killing pigs all his life.
The third prince's sword hung above his head, and no one in the court could rely on him. He needs an inconspicuous person, a knife hidden in the market.
He thought he was the swordsman.
Until late one night, she put the knife on his neck: "If my aunt loses one hair, I don't care who you are."
Gongye Yuanzhou finally confirmed that he likes Shen Lingxi
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