Reincarnated as the daughter of my mortal enemy, all I want is to ascend the throne.

"Human life has no distinction of high or low, noble or base."

Li Qingyan spoke earnestly.

She leaned back in the chair, which was made of bamboo and wasn't very sturdy; it creaked when she leaned against it.

Wu Cuicui couldn't understand her or hear what she was saying.

"Killing Uncle Wu was my mistake, so it's perfectly justifiable for you to kill me."

"But you can't kill me now."

"Wu Cuicui".

Li Qingyan is right. Regardless of their status, the two men outside are far more skilled than ordinary people.

Despair flashed in Wu Cuicui's eyes. She had no parents and finally had an uncle, Wu, who was like a grandfather to her, but he was killed inexplicably and she couldn't even take revenge.

Seeing that her expression was off, Li Qingyan could more or less guess what was wrong with her.

"Don't despair, I'll give you the chance to kill me."

These words made Wu Cuicui raise her head, her eyes filled with doubt and confusion.

Li Qingyan continued.

"There's a medicine hut in the outskirts of Beijing where a very skilled doctor named Doctor Liu lives. His good friend, Aunt Ping, is a weaver. They both have no children, so they'll take good care of you and teach you skills."

"I will also find you teachers of both literature and martial arts to instruct you."

"So that one day you can come and kill me yourself."

At this moment, Wu Cuicui felt more than hatred; she thought, "Are you crazy?" How could anyone in this world train an assassin to kill her?

"You're a madman."

This was the second time Wu Cuicui had spoken after losing control of her emotions.

Li Qingyan took a sip of the hot water from the rough teacup.

"To protect Li Yan and Yan Xu, I had no other choice at the time; I would have killed whoever was passing by."

"I feel guilty, but I don't regret it."

"These are my faults."

"Wu Cuicui, I allow you to seek revenge against me. Killing me is your right, but if you harm anyone else, I will have them torn to pieces."

Wu Cuicui was very good at reading people's expressions; otherwise, she wouldn't have so easily brought a stranger home. Li Qingyan's words sent a chill down her spine. It was as if she would die right now if she offended anyone else.

Wu Cuicui gritted her teeth and thought for a long time. If she acted now, she would have no chance of survival. But what if she mastered the skill? Perhaps then she could really kill Li Qingyan. Before Uncle Wu went to chop wood, he said, "Cuicui, grow up safely and peacefully. Uncle Wu wants to see you get married."

She couldn't let Uncle Wu down, so she had to take revenge and survive.

Following the path Li Qingyan gave us is the best choice.

Wu Cuicui looked up at Li Qingyan's face and said, "I will definitely kill you."

Li Qingyan nodded. "I'll wait for you to kill me."

Li Yan and Yan Xu overheard the conversation between the two outside the door. They exchanged a glance and decided to leave the matter to Li Qingyan to handle herself.

After the two girls finished talking, Li Yan and Yan Xu went into the house.

Yan Xu first led Wu Cuicui into the room and made her bed.

Li Yan walked up to Li Qingyan, and the fluffy little head pressed against his chest.

Li Qingyan's voice was muffled.

"Li Yan, I'm sorry to them, but I don't regret it."

At that time, Li Qingyan's physical and mental strength had reached their limits, and killing someone was the most appropriate way to protect Li Yan and Yan Xu. It was the only option Li Qingyan could think of to protect Li Yan and Yan Xu at that time.

Humans are inherently selfish; when faced with a choice between someone important and someone who is a stranger, they will choose the person most important to them.

Li Yan hugged her and patted her back.

That night, Li Qingyan still slept with Wu Cuicui.

Wu Cuicui asked her, "Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

Li Qingyan was already half asleep. "Giving you such a good choice, it would be foolish to kill me now. Besides... if you kill me now, those two next door will go crazy, and you'll wish you were dead. I'm afraid your family and Uncle Wu's family's ancestral graves will be dug up."

She yawned. "From now on, I'll be in charge. You can kill me if you want, anytime. I mean what I say."

Wu Cuicui lay awake, listening to the long, steady breaths of the person beside her. She hated the man who had killed Uncle Wu, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. She didn't know when she had fallen asleep.

When I woke up, the house was empty.

Wu Cuicui snorted coldly, "All talk and no action, and now they've run away, haven't they?" As soon as she got off the ground and opened the door, she saw Li Qingyan sitting in a new chair, with Li Yan standing in front of her tying her hair, and Yan Xu plucking feathers from a pheasant not far away.

Li Qingyan frowned. "It hurts. Li Yan, I only have a few strands of hair left. If you pull them all out, it won't look good."

"That little brat is always causing trouble."

Despite saying that, she loosened her grip considerably. There wasn't much of value in the village, so Li Yan used a red hair tie to tie two small pigtails around Li Qingyan's neck.

Li Qingyan jumped off the chair and saw Wu Cuicui standing behind her. She grabbed Wu Cuicui, pressed her down onto the chair, and then brought over a small stool to stand on and braid Wu Cuicui's hair.

It was Li Qingyan's first time styling hair, and she wasn't very good at it, so she let Li Yan direct her from the side. She only managed to tie two small buns for Wu Cuicui.

The once quiet courtyard had become unusually lively, making Wu Cuicui somewhat uneasy. Especially since Li Qingyan was someone she should have hated.

Several days passed like this. Because of the presence of Li Qingyan and the other two, Wu Cuicui's life improved, and no child dared to come up to her to beat or scold her.

Later, Li Qingyan paid a large sum of money to lead Wu Cuicui and several other people up the mountain to bring Wu Bo back and bury him in the ancestral grave.

No one was willing to go into the Secret Forest, so Li Qingyan paid ten times the normal funeral fee to bring the person back.

Wu Cuicui knelt before Uncle Wu's grave for a long time, saying, "I will definitely avenge you."

Li Qingyan stood behind and scoffed, because it was indeed very cold today without her golden cloak, as she was preparing to bury someone.

As the two were about to head back, a cold arrow suddenly flew towards Li Qingyan. Li Qingyan rolled on the ground and shouted to Wu Cuicui, "Run! It's coming for me!"

Li Qingyan ran in the opposite direction from Wu Cuicui, and several cold arrows whizzed past her.

Wu Cuicui's eyes widened, and she turned and ran.

Li Qingyan hid behind a tree; a four-year-old child's body couldn't run for long in the snow.

"Flying fork! Flying fork!"

There was still no response. Li Qingyan leaned against the tree and took a few deep breaths.

'Bang bang bang'

A cold arrow pierced the tree trunk, and Li Qingyan closed her eyes.

"Old Deng, I'm afraid I won't get your throne. Even in death, I'll leave a message for Flying Fork, telling it to blow up your dragon throne."

The footsteps behind her were slowly approaching. Li Qingyan drew the dagger from her waist and threw it out with a "whoosh".

"You little brat, your aim is off."

Li Yan lifted his right index and middle fingers and caught the dagger between them.

Hearing Li Yan's voice, Li Qingyan opened her eyes. "Li Yan!!! Someone is trying to kill me."

She immediately jumped into Li Yan's arms and rubbed against his neck.

"Yan Xu led his assassins to capture people."

Li Qingyan rubbed her face against his before noticing Wu Cuicui squatting on the ground not far away, clearly exhausted.

She slid off Li Yan's arms, looked at her, and asked, "The person you went to call?"

Wu Cuicui nodded, slightly out of breath, "I...I want to...kill you myself."

Li Qingyan nodded. "Then you'd better hurry. You've seen how many people want to kill me. I'm quite popular with assassins."

Wu Cuicui rolled her eyes from exhaustion. How come she hadn't noticed that Li Qingyan, this little brat, had such a sharp tongue?

Li Yan patted her on the head. "You're always getting assassinated, yet you're still so proud. What's wrong with you?"

Before long, Yan Xu led his assassins to stand in front of Li Yan.

"Your Majesty, the man is dead. He was killed by wolves."

Yan Xu took out a tuft of wolf hair and handed it to Li Yan. This was something they had just found in the hands of those assassins; it was the fur of a gray wolf.

These wolves were no ordinary creatures; they killed the assassins in the blink of an eye.

Li Yan tossed the arrow in his hand to Yan Xu, "Go back and investigate where this thing came from."

Refined iron is not something that ordinary people can obtain.

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The carriage swayed along, with Cheng Yan sitting outside driving, while Li Qingyan, finding the carriage stuffy, sat beside him.

"Your Highness, who is the little girl sitting inside with His Majesty and General Yan?"

Cheng Yan asked with some curiosity. He was the most talkative among the assassins. Hong Yu, who was riding a horse nearby, coughed lightly after hearing this, indicating that he had overstepped his bounds.

They cannot ask about things their masters don't tell them.

Li Qingyan smiled. "Oh, her name is Wu Cuicui. I owe her a life, and she wants to kill me."

Cheng Yan's eyes widened, and even Hong Yu's hand trembled slightly.

They almost fainted from running just because a little girl was begging for help, and they wanted to kill their young prince?

"What's so surprising? Oh, right, Hongyu has arrived near the capital. I took her to Doctor Liu's medicine hut. I wrote to Doctor Liu and Aunt Ping about her condition."

"Remember to find her two good teachers, one for literature and one for martial arts."

Hongyu's lips twitched. "It's His Highness."

Cheng Yan closed his eyes and then opened them again. What had he heard? The practice of training people to kill him? How many lunatics like that are there in the world?

Li Qingyan patted Chengyan, who was still in surprise, and said, "Violating the rules will get you five lashes when you get back."

Looking at the five fingers she stretched out, Cheng Yan trembled and looked to Hong Yu for help.

But all I got in return was the word "serves you right".