Xiao Zhu had killed many people in his life, but he never thought that one day he would cut off the head of the person next to him with his own hands.
Shen Tinglan knelt in the rain at the execution ground, raised her head and smiled at him - Xiao Zhu had seen that smile seven times, each time after being tricked by him. This time, Shen Tinglan was betting that he would choose the third path.
Xiao Zhu cut off the chains and carried the people out of the capital.
He thought he was rescuing a prisoner, until he discovered on his way north that the floor tiles in the study had been dug loose for three months, the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes he had eaten for three years were all made by the same hands, and 26 hidden stakes in Qingzhou City were waiting for their return. Shen Tinglan spent three years laying a net, with Xiao Zhu's name written in the center of the net.
Xiao Zhu thought, just believe him this time.
But when the imperial court pressed troops on the border and his former colleagues met each other, he suddenly dared not confirm whether every "reluctance" Shen Tinglan said to him was the truth or another well-calculated move.
On the torture rack, Shen Tinglan smiled and said, "Kiss me and I will tell you a page of the ledger."
Later, he stopped smiling and said in a hoarse voice: "Your life is mine. No one can take it away without my consent."
Once upon a time he was a pawn. Now he is the weak link.
But the chess pieces can be changed, but the weakness is that once they are really moved, they can never be taken back.
Intention: From chess piece to weakness, trusting one person is more difficult than winning the world.