Can't a girl be a traitor like Cao Cao?

They might even be branded as tyrannical and abuse their power.

For Chi Junlin, this was indeed a case of more harm than good.

Yuan Zhaoji was also very puzzled by this, as Chi Junlin really had no need to kill so many people.

Now it seems she wasn't a bloodthirsty person.

Chi Junlin smiled and pointed to Yuan Zhaoji, saying to her, "Because I greatly admire you as a person."

"I am willing to help you take revenge and wipe out all those civil and military officials in one fell swoop."

Wan Zhaoji was stunned, seemingly not expecting this outcome.

At this moment, Chi Junlin stood up again and drew his sword with a "whoosh".

Yuan Zhaoji stood up from the left, slightly nervous, thinking that she was about to attack her.

But to his surprise, Chi Junlin simply walked to a screen next to the courtyard.

Then he said to Yuan Zhaoji, "Yuan Zhaoji, I really like your clear-cut personality of loving and hating."

So I want to give you something.

After saying that, he slashed at the screen in front of him with all his might.

The screen was cut in two on the spot.

Behind the screen, Wan Zhaoji saw the figure of someone she had longed for day and night.

Jiang Hao!

Yuan Zhaoji never expected to meet Jiang Hao here.

Jiang Hao also looked utterly terrified.

He seemed to have been ordered by Chi Junlin to wait here, and was kneeling on the ground with a look of fear in his eyes, completely unaware of what had happened.

At this moment, Chi Junlin walked up to Yuan Zhaoji, who was looking surprised, and with a flick of his wrist, presented his sword to her.

Yuan Zhaoji remained silent for a moment, without asking Chi Junlin about his intentions.

Instead, he asked, "Why didn't you kill Jiang Hao yourself, instead of using me?"

Chi Junlin then laughed and said, "I promised someone that Jiang Hao cannot die by my hand."

Then he turned to look at Wan Zhaoji and said with a hint of amusement, "However, you are not my person. His death at your hands does not count as me breaking my promise."

Now I'm giving you his life. The choice is yours.

Yuan Zhaoji seemed to understand what Chi Junlin meant.

After hesitating for a moment, she took the sword from Chi Junlin's hand.

Then he took a deep breath and stood in front of Jiang Hao.

With a cold and stern expression, he pointed at Jiang Hao's face and said sharply, "Jiang Hao! Do you still recognize me?"

Jiang Hao looked at Yuan Zhaoji with fear and said repeatedly, "Do I... should I know you? What deep-seated grudge do we have?"

Yuan Zhaoji gritted her teeth and said to Jiang Hao, "Back then, you ordered the execution of the entire Yuan clan, the current Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices, but due to a leak, a little girl escaped the capital alive. Do you remember?"

Jiang Hao immediately showed a panicked expression and said, "You...you are the daughter of Yuan Kai, the Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices...No...don't...don't kill me! I didn't issue the edict!"

It was Fu Wen, it was Fu Wen and others who suggested it…”

"Fu Wen has been executed, now you're the only one left!"

Jiang Hao saw a fierce killing intent on Wan Zhaoji's face. In a panic, he hurriedly turned to Chi Junlin for help, "Commander-in-Chief! Save me! You promised Yang Yurou you wouldn't take my life! You promised her..."

Chi Junlin then said with a smile, "Now you're remembering how good Yang Yuru was? Don't you think it's a little too late?"

"You...you can't just stand by and watch me die! You can't watch me be killed! I...I am the emperor!!"

"I understand, Your Majesty. But the sword is in her hands; you've come to the wrong person."

Just as Jiang Hao was pleading desperately with Chi Junlin, Yuan Zhaoji looked at Jiang Hao's ugly face, and her expression gradually became complicated.

She realized that the revenge she had been pursuing all her life was right in front of her.

Once I kill him, my great revenge will be fulfilled. I will have no more regrets in this life.

The heads of his parents, brothers, and other members of his clan were hanging bloodily before his eyes.

It haunted her like a nightmare, making it difficult for her to fall asleep at night.

With a single sword strike, all grudges will be wiped away.

It was just a matter of one sword strike.

However, even someone as intelligent as Yuan Zhaoji was well aware of the consequences of this sword strike.

Jiang Hao as the emperor.

If he dies by his own hand, it means the world will be in chaos.

Yuan Zhaoji hesitated.

Chapter 34 Now that I have seen my beloved, how could I not be overjoyed? You have not betrayed me, and I will not betray you.

The opportunity for revenge was right in front of them.

They had been planning this for so long.

The hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

Yuan Zhaoji's face showed extreme struggle.

After so much wandering and hardship, I have experienced all the bitterness of life.

Isn't the purpose of killing the dog emperor Jiang Hao right now?

but why.

Why the hesitation?

Yuan Zhaoji frowned deeply, her teeth almost grinding to powder.

What came to mind was the important task entrusted to him by the head of the Lou family before his departure.

But on the other side, what appeared before her were ordinary people, just like herself, who had tasted all kinds of suffering, the common people of the world.

Now that the nine provinces are unified, the world is at peace.

Is it really a good idea to kill Jiang Hao and reignite war across the land?

Before standing in front of Jiang Hao, Wan Zhaoji seemed not to have considered this question.

But at this moment, when she actually stood in front of Jiang Hao...

But she hesitated.

When they noticed, Wan Zhaoji was already in tears.

"Father...Mother...I'm sorry...Zhaoji is incompetent..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she loosened her grip.

The sword clattered to the ground.

Chi Junlin sighed, as if he had already anticipated this outcome.

Although, all along, Yuan Zhaoji's heart has been dominated by hatred.

Everything he did was for revenge against Jiang Hao.

But when she came to her senses and actually did all of this, she realized—

Despite her tragic past and the turbulent sea of ​​hatred, this woman still held in her heart the hopes of her family, her country, and the common people.

This is what Chi Junlin admires most about Yuan Zhaoji.

When Wan Zhaoji was in tears and the sword in her hand fell to the ground, Jiang Hao was startled.

He looked at the sword in front of him, his emotions surging.

He couldn't help but reach out and grasp the sword in his hand.

At this moment, Chi Junlin walked up to Jiang Hao with a half-smile.

They didn't say anything.

Jiang Hao then tremblingly presented the sword to Chi Junlin.

Chi Junlin picked up the sword and sheathed it.

He then smiled and said to Jiang Hao, "You're lucky, you've escaped with your life again."

Then, before Jiang Hao could react, he clapped his hands.

Two of Chi Junlin's personal guards came out from behind the corridor, grabbed Jiang Hao, and dragged him away like a dead dog.

Clearly, the two guards had also received instructions from Chi Junlin in advance.

If Jiang Hao survives this time, bring him back to Xiyuan.

If he dies, collect his body.

Watching Jiang Hao being dragged away, Chi Junlin turned to look at Yuan Zhaoji.

At this moment, Wan Zhaoji was in tears, her expression incredibly complex.

She felt wronged, blamed herself, and was filled with guilt.

She seemed to be sobbing softly because she had failed to avenge her parents.

Like a helpless child.

Chi Junlin felt a pang of pity and couldn't help but sigh. He took off his cloak and draped it over her shoulders.

Then he said softly to her, "It's getting cold, let's go inside."

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After a while.

Inside a warm, grand hall.

With a cloak draped over her shoulders, Yuan Zhaoji seemed to have finally come to her senses and stopped crying.

Chi Junlin, who was standing to the side, had already removed his armor and was using a small stove to brew tea for the two of them.

At this moment, Wan Zhaoji was clear-headed, but her eyes were somewhat vacant, as if she had already resolved to die.

Perhaps the best ending for her would be to fall on the road of desperately seeking revenge against Jiang Hao.

In that case, she wouldn't need to think too much and could still follow her own path without any regrets.

Instead of letting opportunities slip by on my own, as we are doing now.

And so, the very meaning that sustained my existence suddenly became hollow.

Chi Junlin suddenly spoke up, "If you regret it, you can tell me anytime. I will always reserve the opportunity for you to kill Jiang Hao with your own hands."

Wan Zhaoji hesitated for a moment, then shook her head with a wry smile.

She knew that if she missed one opportunity, she would never have the courage to pick up a sword again.

After a moment of silence, Yuan Zhaoji couldn't help but say to Chi Junlin, "Kill me."

"why?"

"..."

Yuan Zhaoji did not reply.

Chi Junlin then said, "Have you ever thought that when your father clearly knew that Jiang Hao was about to take action against the Yuan clan, he only sent his assassins and retainers to help you escape, while he himself was willing to stay behind and die with the entire clan?"

Yuan Zhaoji remained silent, seemingly already knowing the answer.

Chi Junlin spoke up for her, "Because your father wanted you to live, to live on as the last bloodline of the Yuan clan, to live on in their place."

Yuan Zhaoji glanced at Chi Junlin.

Chi Junlin poked at the charcoal in the fire with tongs and said gently, "Perhaps you shouldn't have thought about revenge in the first place. Perhaps they would have preferred to see you live a peaceful life."

"Why……"

"Ok?"