Survive in a survival game

Compared to inside the palace, the situation outside the palace is even worse.

The Royal Palace is considered to be the most solid building in the entire country. Even the Royal Palace has not saved a few buildings, let alone the houses of ordinary people.

Almost the entire army was wiped out.

However, there were a few lucky high-ranking officials who managed to save half of their houses.

But wives and children were separated, and families were destroyed.

The servants had already disappeared without a trace, and they all ran away in their own ways.

Looking at the wolf-like eyes on both sides of the street, Shi Yi subconsciously exposed the kitchen knife on his waist. Both of them changed their clothes, with gray clothes and messy hair. The only one who looked interesting was probably

It's the baggage Shi Yi is carrying.

"Your Highness!" Suddenly, a cry came from the silent street.

Shi Yi's heart trembled.

She almost covered her eyes, how could she still recognize her?

"Don't stop, let's go." Shi Yi pulled Qu Zexi and walked forward without looking back. The latter seemed to have realized something, and followed Shi Yi silently with his head lowered, like a frustrated little daughter-in-law.

"Your Highness, wait for me, old slave!" An old man in tattered clothes and gray hair limped and blocked Shi Yi's path.

"You got the wrong person." Shi Yi lowered his voice and said, "Get out of here!"

Damn it, does this old eunuch have X-ray eyes?

"How could the old slave mistake His Highness?" The eunuch said breathlessly: "Your Highness was raised by the old slave. Your Highness, would you please take the old slave with you?"

The eunuch looked at Shi Yi with tears in his eyes, as if he had seen his savior. His hands full of scars trembled and he bowed: "Old slave, I will work like a cow and a horse to repay Your Highness."

The eunuch was a little excited. The queen passed away. He was almost silenced while helping the eldest prince. Suddenly, he was shaken. He was almost buried under the house and died.

I wanted to seek refuge with the eldest prince, but the eldest prince disappeared since the last time he forced the palace, when the queen died and besieged the concubine's palace. Some people said that she was buried under the house, but the truth is that only the living highness of the concubine knows.

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But since Her Royal Highness is alive, even if the eldest prince is not suppressed, he is probably in danger.

He has been working in the palace for so many years, and he still understands this matter clearly. The battle for the throne has always been cruel and ruthless.

Shi Yi was in a bad mood because her way was blocked. What's more, this guy called out her identity in the street. Her current reputation in the Hazy Moon Country was not that of the majestic and feared prince of a country at the beginning.

Instead, everyone yelled and hated the witch who had offended the gods!

"If you dare to block the road, I will chop you!" Shi Yi glared at the man with his exposed eyes. He held the handle of the knife with his free hand, looking like he was ready to take action at any time, but he was already unable to move.

The eunuch was frightened.

Then he pulled Qu Zexi, who said nothing, and walked forward.

"Hurry." Finally, he even started to jog.

"Your Highness! You have offended the gods and caused this situation. Doesn't your heart hurt? We are all your people!" Seeing that he could not get along, Li Wen suddenly felt resentful and limped.

He chased after them. If he hadn't been involved in the battle for the throne, he would still be a popular figure in front of Her Majesty the Queen.

If this woman had not offended the gods, the gods would not have punished them and made innocent people like them suffer.

I even broke my leg because of this.

Isn't it all thanks to them that I am in the situation I am in now?

"Seeking death!" Shi Yi was angry. He protected Qu Zexi behind him, took out a kitchen knife, took a few steps forward, and stabbed Li Wen directly on the shoulder. The kitchen knife with a cold sheen was accompanied by a shrill scream.

The scream was stained with its first trace of blood.