Yan Su retracted the silver-tipped dagger in his hand, stepped over the corpse, and left the fishy-smelling mansion silently.
The attendant cautiously raised his eyes and looked at him on the seat: "Your Highness, I'm sorry for my words. She has clearly broken the rules. Why doesn't Your Highness kill her?"
He was still staring at the direction where the white shadow disappeared, with a deep look in his eyes: "Since she has said that she no longer wants to be my killer, then there will be no Yan Su in this world."
The attendant became more and more confused. The wine he gave her was clearly not poisoned.
But he said: "I'm just not willing to let her die like this."
He loved her and pampered her, but in exchange she said:
"Su Ling, you are too selfish."
---In this life, in eternity, if we are about to leave, we worry about gains and losses---