"Do what has to be done," Meng Fuyao said as she patted Cunzhi on his shoulder. "Brother Cunzhi, we'll rely on you. If it is a success, we will definitely have the chance to thank you in the future."
"Prince is famous in all of Heaven Demon. He treats the tribes well, chases away our enemies, and protects the citizens living on the borders. Such a virtuous Prince like him should not be treated this way." He bowed and said, "It is my honor to be of use to the Prince."
Meng Fuyao glanced at him and looked into his clear and sincere eyes. Her eyes slightly darted, and she exhaled. "Go," she said, as she gave him a small bottle.
He walked out carefully with the bottle in his hands. Zhan Beiye and Meng Fuyao were afraid of bumping into anyone using the toilet, so they hid in the corner of the ceiling that was shadowed. This place was already very close to the interior of the Palace so they did not dare to speak.
