As Princess An Le passed through Yinyang Gate and was about to reach Taiji Hall, a eunuch suddenly screamed: "Princess, it's not good, there are pursuers behind us!"
Princess An Le ran until her hair was in disarray, sweating profusely. She quickly turned her head to look and saw dozens of flames leaping and chasing in her direction. An Le's shock was no small matter. Her brain worked quickly and she immediately ordered: "Quick, you all go to Taiji Hall."
The eunuch was startled and said: "What about Princess?"
An Le was furious and shouted: "Go quickly! You don't need to ask where ben gong is going! Otherwise, I'll beat you to death! "
The eunuch didn't dare to disobey and turned around in a daze, leading a group of eunuchs and palace maids towards Taiji Hall. An Le continued forward, passing by Taiji Hall but not entering, instead running towards Yan Ming Gate in front of Taiji Hall.
Past Yan Ming Gate was Taiji Hall. Between Yan Ming Gate and Taiji Hall, there were Imperial Guards on night duty. Of course, because Yan Ming Gate was locked, even if the soldiers outside were loyal to Wei shi, they wouldn't be able to enter unless someone opened the gate from the inside. But for this kind of palace gate, just the heavy bolts would require six or seven strong men to move down, not to mention the giant locks. An Le wouldn't be able to get out.
She only wanted those lantern-carrying eunuchs and palace maids to attract the pursuers like fireflies, while she would find a place to hide between Yan Ming Gate and Taiji Hall. Behind the giant pillars, under the railings, next to the stone beasts, as long as there was a place to hide, she could drag it out until morning court.
But those eunuchs and palace maids were lowly in status, they weren't idiots that could be manipulated by others. They naturally understood Princess An Le's intentions. No one was willing to die for nothing. They only ran a few steps before throwing their lanterns and scattering like birds and beasts.
Huang Xuchang and the others were even more certain that there was a big fish here. As they continued to chase, they spread out in formation to prevent anyone from escaping. Like a net, they searched forward. In a short while, they caught two palace maids.
Huang Xuchang asked the palace maid and learned that the one who had fled here was Princess An Le. He couldn't help but feel disappointed. Then he thought, An Le might not be as important as Empress Wei, but she was still an important person in Wei's faction. Killing her would be a great merit. He quickly ordered people to continue the search.
When Chu Kuangge caught up with them, he had Xu Liang and Lu Maofeng lead the main force to continue in the direction of the Hall of Sweet Dew. There was no need to worry about affecting the entire coup plan, so he and Maqiao also led their personal soldiers to join the search.
The three of them each led a troop and headed in three different directions. Not long later, they heard Huang Xuchang's loud laughter coming from Yan Ming's faction, "This contribution belongs to me, Old Huang. It's destined that no one can take it away from me!"
When Chu Kuangge heard the voice, he immediately led his men and rushed over. He saw Huang Xuchang with a dozen or so people, holding torches and forming a circle. Chu Kuangge squeezed his way in and said, "Old Huang, why are you still in a daze? Hurry up and gather at the Ganlu Palace Hall. The winged cavalry are still …"
At this point, Chu Kuangge's voice abruptly stopped. He had already squeezed into the middle of the crowd. What he saw wasn't a corpse, but a person — a person kneeling and a beauty kneeling on the ground.
An Le escaped from Baifu Palace in a hurry and didn't even wear her clothes neatly. She was only wearing a white undergarment made of the most expensive and silky mermaid muslin. There weren't any patterns or other colors on it, and it didn't need any other adornments because the person wearing it was the most beautiful woman in the world.
The mermaid muslin was thin and translucent, and her jade-like body was faintly discernible. She was kneeling on the ground. Her soft and beautiful hair and soft clothes stuck to her curvaceous and delicate body, outlining her soft and graceful curves. She was extremely beautiful.
Chu Kuangge finally understood why Huang Xuchang was in a daze. Who could bear to lay a hand on such a woman? Even though he knew very well what she had done and that her peerless beauty was just a shell, he still couldn't bear to lay a hand on her.
Li Guo'er knelt on the ground and deliberately lowered her small waist, making her slender waist as thin as a hook and making her round buttocks even more round and graceful. She knew how to show her beauty very well.
Her hands were on the ground, but her face was raised. Her incomparably beautiful face was extremely pale. She timidly knelt there, like a harmless jade rabbit. Whoever her delicate and pitiful eyes swept over, that person couldn't help but drop the knife in their hand. Not only could they not bear to lay a hand on her, they couldn't even bear to point their sharp weapons at her.
Chu Kuangge and Huang Xuchang had seen Princess An Le before. Although they were far away at that time, and they didn't dare to stare at a noble princess, they had still seen her before. But at that time, although they were stunned when they saw An Le, the feeling they had now was completely different.
The beautiful princess, who was dressed in splendid clothes and was insufferably arrogant, and the beautiful woman kneeling on the ground in disheveled clothes, delicate and pitiful, and full of femininity, gave people a completely different feeling. At this moment, the beauty and pitifulness she displayed was so thrilling.
Huang Xuchang's voice was a little tense. "Old Chu, I, Old Huang, don't want this credit, you … you do it!" Huang Xuchang said as he turned around. Not only could he not bear to see Chu Kuangge kill people, he could not even bear to say the word "kill" to this extremely perfect woman.
"General …"
Two crystal clear tears suddenly rolled down An Le's jade dimples. She sobbed and said, "An Le is just a harmless and weak woman. Those princes and princes can fight if they want to. Why must they implicate an innocent woman like me? General, do you have the heart to raise a butcher's knife against me? "
With tears streaming down her face, she crawled in front of Chu Kuangge and hugged his thigh. The snow white and soft mermaid veil was slightly opened because of her movements, revealing a charming semicircle of breasts. They were whiter than the first snow and more moist than jade. Under the flickering light of the torch, just one look and it seemed as if a delicate fragrance could be smelled.
Chu Kuangge's arm was thicker than her thigh. He did not need to use a knife at all. He only needed to use one hand to break An Le's neck. However, the tendons on his arm tightened like a green snake, and he still could not pull out the knife in the sheath.
Chu Kuangge retreated two steps in a sorry state, broke free from her hands, raised his head, and looked at the bright stars in the sky. His Adam's apple swallowed hard, and with great difficulty, he ordered: "Dai Chonghua, you do it!"
Dai Chonghua was the captain of his bodyguards. At this moment, he was standing beside him. Dai Chonghua listened to Chu Kuangge's order and the knife suddenly flashed with brilliance under the light of the torch. It was obvious that he could not even hold the knife steadily.
Dai Chonghua did not dare to disobey, but when he saw Princess An Le's sad, desolate, and extremely beautiful eyes, he could not do it. Military orders were like a mountain, and her beauty could even resist a mountain.
When Dai Chonghua was young, he had heard a story from his grandfather. It said that in ancient times, there was a demoness, Da Ji, who brought disaster to the imperial court. King Wu captured her when he conquered Zhou, but no one could bear to kill her. Dai Chonghua had always thought that this was a very funny legend, but now he finally believed that such a woman really existed in this world.
Dai Chonghua turned his head and ordered his subordinates, "Do it! Kill her! " A few loyal bodyguards who killed without batting an eye looked at each other in dismay. They were either holding knives or spears, but no one was willing to take the credit.
Princess An Le's heart relaxed and she was secretly pleased. These men could not resist her charm in the end. Their lives could be saved. She had absolute confidence in her beauty. She believed that with her beauty, she would always be successful in front of men, except for that blind Yang Fan!
As long as she did not die today, she was confident that she could regain supreme power and honor. She could seduce her uncle Li Dan, she could seduce her cousin, who was about to be made the Crown Prince, and she could make the new sovereign of the world fall head over heels for her.
When the time came, she would still be rich and powerful. All the men whom she had begged on her knees today, who had seen her unsightly state, would all be eliminated by her, just like … those generals and their bodyguards who had once guarded Yellow Bamboo Ridge.
She gracefully stood up. She was surrounded by fully armored and blood-stained soldiers, but she was a woman of indescribable charm. Hardness and softness formed an intense contrast. The light from the fire shone on her body, bright, round, slender, and shadowy, forming a picture of peerless beauty.
She elegantly raised her neck, closed her beautiful eyes, and mournfully said, "Since the generals have captured me, why not hand me over to the Prince of Xiang for judgment? If Uncle really wants to kill An Le, then An Le's death is fine. If the generals want to use An Le's head to raise their rank, then … please do it. "
Her slender neck was raised like a white swan in despair, but the beauty she displayed to these men was not the pure and poignant beauty. Her waist was purposefully lowered to accentuate the round and straight buttocks. Her chest was high and did not conceal her half-naked breasts. From top to bottom, there was not a part of her body that was not seductive.
"If you won't kill her, I will!"
A deep shout suddenly rang out. Princess An Le let out an "uh" sound, her eyes suddenly widened, and she lowered her head in fear, looking at the long knife that had pierced through her chest. Then, she slowly raised her head, looking at the man in front of her in disbelief.
The blade was grasped in a powerful hand. She did not recognize the person holding the blade. He was not handsome, but he had a courageous and fierce aura. His hand firmly gripped the blade, but his head was slightly tilted, not looking at her eyes.
The killer, Maqiao!
The matter between Yang Fan and An Le was only known to this brother of Yang Fan's that had a different surname. He knew how cunning this woman was, how vengeful she was. He also knew that this woman possessed a charm that almost no man could resist.
As long as this woman was still alive, there would be no end to her troubles. Maqiao knew that if there was any man in the world who would be willing to kill her, it would definitely be Yang Fan. But because of the ill-fated relationship between her and Yang Fan, Yang Fan would definitely not do it.
Thus, he could only do it, do it for his brother and put an end to any future troubles! Wu Yanxiu had died at his hand, and Princess An Le would also die at his hand. In the end, both husband and wife would die under the same blade!
Princess An Le collapsed to the ground in despair. She did not want to go to the Yellow Springs with her husband, but in the end, she still had to reluctantly go. As the world spun and she collapsed to the ground, she suddenly saw a figure rushing over from the distance, an abnormally familiar figure …
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