Was he doing this all for Jingjing?
Chu Baihan looked at Yan Lin in shock, her heart in turmoil at that moment.
"I, living like a walking corpse back then, wanted to do a good deed before I died, so I transferred the Poisonous Insect to myself. If you ask whether I regret it, I do not," he said.
"Had I not done this good deed, I likely wouldn't have gathered enough good fortune to see you again," he added.
Unfortunately, he still did not gain her forgiveness.
Sorrow and bitterness filled Yan Lin's dark eyes.
He coughed painfully a few times, fresh blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"I..."
"Do not speak. With me here, you will not die," the Princess said coldly.
Chu Baihan's voice was cold, her eyes filled with determination.
As her words fell, she plunged the dagger in her hand into Yan Lin's right shoulder.
Yan Lin looked down to see something squirming on his shoulder.
Could this be the Poisonous Insect?
His eyes filled with shock.