The First Genocide's Grudge

  Mei'er didn't expect that whatever she thought of would appear, and was so startled that she almost fell off the swing. She forced herself to calm down and said, "Is it you? What are you doing here?" It couldn't be denied that there was still a hint of joy!

  The man in purple clothes walked up to her with a smile: "I thought you were thinking of me just now! I heard that you will be going to the merchant country for a diplomatic marriage tomorrow, so come and see you before you leave!"

  "Your news is indeed well-informed!"

  "That's it! Now the whole Western Xia knows that their Holy Maiden has gone to form an alliance for them, and every street and alley is frantically spreading the news. How could I not know?"

  Mei'er's face turned cold: "Whether I go to the arranged marriage or not, what does it have to do with you?" She always felt that this man appeared too mysteriously, and things were definitely not as simple as they seemed.

  The man in purple clothes raised his black eyes, full of grievances: "I'm telling you, Holy Girl, you're really heartless. No matter what, we've had skin-to-skin contact before. Don't you have any feelings for me at all?"

  He'd better not mention it, but as soon as he did, Mei's hidden anger suddenly burst out. She jumped down from the swing and shouted: "Damn man! Do you really think your life is too long?"

  The man in purple clothes may not have expected her to suddenly change her face, stunned for a moment, but the black pupils at the bottom still had that hint of evil smile: "Holy girl, you're getting married tomorrow, do you want to see red tonight? Besides, do you think your skills can kill me?"

  The voice is still as despicable and arrogant as ever!

  Mei'er felt that her patience was being worn thin by the man in front of her. She thought to herself, tomorrow they would be setting out, she couldn't afford to falter at this moment. Just as he said, she wasn't necessarily his match, just his unpredictable and ghostly lightness alone made it impossible for her to compare.

  She quietly closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the anger that was about to erupt. She made an effort to stabilize her tone: "Are you Ah Nan?"

  "An Na?" The man in purple seemed to be stunned, his handsome eyes quickly swept across a flash of strange light, and then disappeared: "Was it the Third Prince who told you?"

  His words seemed to acknowledge

  The King of Western Xia had three sons: the Crown Prince Xia Hanxuan, the Second Prince Xia Jinxuan, who was a hostage in the Shang country, and the Third Prince Xia Yuxuan, who spent his days frequenting brothels.

  Since that day when she saw Xia Yu Xuan and the man in purple together at Feng Yue Lou, she had been trying to get some information out of Xia Yu Xuan about his disappearance, although she didn't know if it was true or false.

  "So you're An Nang after all?" Mei'er was also confused, but she didn't expect to have actually guessed correctly.

  The man in purple shrugged and said with a nonchalant expression: "Whatever, you can call me whatever you want, but I'd rather hear you call me stinky man, the one who can be your man..."

  "Shut up!" Mei'er couldn't bear it anymore, her figure had already pounced forward, the dagger in her sleeve was already pressed against the purple-robed man's neck, her voice suddenly turned cold: "If you dare to spout nonsense again, I'll cut out your tongue first!"

  Once she's enraged, she doesn't care about his status or whose friend he is, and will kill him just the same!

  "Fast enough movements! However, I find it strange that the Holy Maiden would know martial arts, and you're also strange, you don't have any internal energy, but your hand movements..." Anan seemed to be not worried about Mei'er's dagger at all, instead showing great interest in her movements.

  "Must I also publicly declare my kung fu skills to the world? Or do I have to write on my own forehead that I know kung fu?" Mei'er coldly retracted the dagger in her hand, knowing that although she had pressed it against his neck earlier, she hadn't been confident of hurting him.

  "Although you've told everyone that you've lost your memories, just because you have amnesia doesn't mean you can get rid of or add to who you originally were. Since you've already guessed who I am, then you should know that we all grew up together, and whether the Holy Maiden knows martial arts or not is something we're clearer about than anyone else. The only explanation is..."

  An said sternly to Mei'er, "You are not a real Holy Girl at all!"

  Mei'er didn't dodge or evade, her red lips curled up, and she let out a cold laugh: "Even if I'm not the real Holy Maiden, what can you do about it? Now everyone in the world thinks I'm the Holy Maiden, do you think anyone will believe you if you speak out?"

  Mei'er is not afraid of her identity being exposed, just as the King of Western Xia said, all the people of Western Xia know that she is a holy girl and will soon go to marry, as long as they are people from Western Xia, even if they know she is fake, they won't expose her identity at this time, so she has nothing to fear!

  "As a citizen of Western Xia, I certainly won't expose you, but I'm curious, why do you pretend to be the Holy Maiden? And it's strange that you look exactly like her. As far as I know, she doesn't have any sisters. Could it be that there really is someone in this world who looks exactly like her?"

  An Nan stared at Shang Mei with a puzzled expression, he had suspected that she was wearing a human skin mask, but this face, indeed didn't seem like it, if even he couldn't tell, then it could only be said that her disguise skills were too impressive.