princess from the underworld

Chapter 207 text 214
Seeing Zi Yan's pensive look, Pan Xia waved her hand in front of her, "Miss, did you hear what I said?"

"Ah?" Zi Yan came back to her senses, "What?"

Pan Xia pouted, "It's nothing. Miss, is there anything I can do for you? What can I do for you?"

Seeing her expectant look, Zi Yan lowered her head, if she could, she didn't want to draw Pan Xia into this circle of right and wrong, but since Pan Xia is Xiao Yifeng's person, she has always been that kind of image of a pure girl, But who knows what she is like in real life?
From the moment she became a killer, she could no longer escape this turbid world. In the past, Zi Yan thought about letting her go, but this was no longer possible.

"Pan Xia, I need your help with something."

"What's the matter?" She was very happy to have a place for her, and asked excitedly.

"Don't tell anyone what I want you to do, including Xiao Yifeng."

Pan Xia froze for a moment, looked at Zi Yan, with a hesitant look on her face, after all Xiao Yifeng was her real master, and Zi Yan was just a target that Pan Xia was close to, it was difficult for her to choose, "But why?"

Zi Yan thought for a while, and knew Pan Xia's difficulties, and said: "If Xiao Yifeng didn't ask, you don't say it, and if he asks, you report to him again, is that okay?"

Pan Xia nodded in agreement.

Zi Yan leaned close to Pan Xia's ear, and slowly said her decision.

Pan Xia's expression was first surprised, then strange, and then puzzled. She opened her mouth to say something, but was stopped by Zi Yan.

"Don't ask anything. It's not good for you if you know it. You should know it. The longer you live if you are confused."

Sighing, Pan Xia stood up, "Pan Xia understands, and I will reply to Miss in a few days."

Smiling and watching Pan Xia go out with the food box, the dim light outside still elongated her figure.

Ziyan sometimes thinks that the fate of killers and spies is sad. They have no choice. I am sorry for Panxia, ​​she has never harmed me once, whether it is to get close to me to gain my trust or to be sincere.

Sigh, in this world, it is rare to be confused. If I can be a little confused and not think too much, can I live a little more freely and a little more chic?
(End of this chapter)