Having done all this, Yun Jiao touched a lotus-shaped ring on her hand and then the hairpin in her hair.
Finally, she took out a dagger and held it tightly in her hand.
She knew someone like Yan Beichen, the harder to get, the more he'd try everything to obtain.
She couldn't just sit and wait for death; she had been preparing all kinds of plans.
The Lotus Ring was a hidden weapon she had made, with a needle inside coated with poison. The hairpin in her hair was also soaked in poison, and she usually kept it to herself.
The wax pellet in her mouth could be bitten through at a critical moment, containing poison as well.
She wasn't afraid herself, having just taken an antidote.
Anyway, she had long been prepared for the plan in case she was kidnapped.
No matter how many personal soldiers or guards there were, she wouldn't place her safety in others' hands.
