Chapter 35
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Meng Fuyao raised her eyebrows in shock. "He's just a prince from another country. Why would he care about Taiyuan's affairs?"
"Xuanyuan Nation has been consolidating its troops for the past two years and has plans to expand its territory," Yun Hen said coldly. "But with Zhan Beiye in the neighboring Tiansha Nation, the defeated Xuanyuan Nation wouldn't dare to touch Tiansha. Their target is most likely Wuji Nation. To attack Wuji Nation, they would have to go through Taiyuan and attack the border of Wuji Nation. Taiyuan's crown princess is currently the princess of Xuanyuan Nation, so Zhangsun Wuji would definitely be happy to see someone else take over as crown prince."
"Does changing the crown prince mean that he wouldn't have any ambitions for Wuji Nation?" Meng Fuyao curled her lips. "Everyone says that Zhangsun Wuji is a wise man, but it doesn't seem like much."
"Zhangsun Wuji isn't as simple as you think." Yun Hen shook his head. "If it were him, he would definitely have other plans."
"You make him sound like a god." Meng Fuyao's eyes flashed. "What does he look like? What are his characteristics? "
Yun Hen shook his head. "I heard that he's ugly and rarely shows his face."
Meng Fuyao shook her head and stood up. "Let's go."
Sunlight shone in from the outside, and a beam of glaring light was condensed by the slightly convex surface of the mirror, turning into a white beam that shone on the hollow wall. Relief patterns gradually appeared on the wall. Meng Fuyao walked over and circled the patterns with her finger in a clockwise direction.
A creaking sound came from the wall, and a secret door slowly opened.
Meng Fuyao heaved a sigh of relief when the door opened and no arrows shot out. Suddenly, a black light flashed and several spears pierced through the door like venomous snakes, heading straight for her face!
Meng Fuyao instinctively fell backward, but she suddenly remembered that Yun Hen was behind her. If she stepped aside, he would be the first to bear the brunt of the attack.
Her hesitation caused her to lose the initiative, and the spears were already at her face.
The wind whistled, hurting her eyes.
"Kacha!"
Suddenly, someone behind him turned around like a fish and dashed forward. He opened his arms and clamped the long spear under his armpit. He turned his body and the long spear swept out horizontally, hitting people with crackling sounds. Immediately a few people cried out in alarm.
The one who made the move was naturally Yun Hen. After sweeping away the ambushers with a single move, he no longer hesitated and slid forward. His figure was like a phantom as he grabbed a person's neck and twisted it. Before the sound of kacha could be heard, he had already slid to the side of the next person. With another twist and another twist, the sound of people's throats turning cold. The remaining person had never seen such a ruthless killing method before and had long since been scared silly. Only when he saw that everyone was about to die did he react and let out a shout as he tried to escape.
Yun Hen sneered. He swept his sword horizontally, deflecting the dazzling golden sunlight. With one hand, he threw the sword through the throat!
Fresh blood spurted out from the man's throat. He continued to run forward a few steps before slowly collapsing to the ground.
Yun Hen retracted his sword Qi and gasped for breath while leaning on his sword. Meng Fuyao stared at him in a daze. This young man's martial arts were not top-notch, but his precision in killing people could be said to be at the peak of perfection. His movements were as smooth as flowing water, and he killed and took lives in a flash. It was practically an art.
After killing a few people, Yun Hen was also exhausted. He leaned on his sword and panted. The sound of water dripping could be heard, splashing bright red marks on the back of his hand. The contrast between white and red was startling.
Meng Fuyao rushed over and frowned. "Your wound has split open."
Yun Hen straightened his body. His pale face suddenly flushed, and his voice was a little hoarse. "It's alright, let's go!"
Meng Fuyao naturally understood the reason for his eagerness. Since there were people lying in ambush here, it meant that someone had informed Qi Xunyi about him breaking into the flintlock squad. The palace's security had been tightened, and they would not be allowed to reach the Qianan Palace safely.
"We can't go like this," Meng Fuyao said, shaking her head. "Yun Hen, you should be able to see that my vital energy has been sealed, and you're seriously injured. In our current condition, we can't go far. Instead of risking our lives to break into the heavily guarded Qianan Palace, why don't we think of a way to get the Crown Prince out of the palace himself?"
Yun Hen's eyes lit up, but he frowned. "The Crown Prince must be by His Majesty's side to celebrate his birthday. He can't leave the palace at this hour."
"What if someone revolts?" Meng Fuyao smiled leisurely. "According to tradition, who should handle it?"
Yun Hen suddenly turned his head, and even his voice changed. "What do you mean?"
"I said, revolt," Meng Fuyao said word by word. "Revolt before Qi Xunyi does, alarm the Crown Prince, and force him out of the palace!"
*****
On the 23rd day of the ninth month in the 18th year of the Taiyuan Dynasty's Holy Virtue Era, a strange civil war broke out in the capital city of Taiyuan Dynasty. It was known as the Yan Capital Rebellion.
However, historians of the Five Continents privately called it the Rebellion of Two Rebellions.
This was a very strange incident. In just one night, the two opposing forces suddenly rebelled one after the other. The Imperial City of Yan Jin was robbed twice in one day.
The blood that flowed through the streets of Sky Street a quarter of an hour ago was washed away by the fresh blood of another group of people.
There had never been such a precedent in history — a royal family rebelled twice in a single day.
The strange incident seemed to be a fight between the Taiyuan Crown Prince and Qi Wang for the position of Crown Prince. No one knew that a woman was hiding behind the 'rebellion of two rebellions'. She smiled and opened her mouth to speak of an idea that triggered the fight for the position of Crown Prince in advance and shook the foundations of the Taiyuan Dynasty. It had a far-reaching impact, and its implications were widespread, changing the final political structure of the Five Continents.
At that time, she was still a small fry, and had no chance of making it into the list of influential figures of the Seven Kingdoms.
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