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Chapter 71

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Following Princess Reimu's narration, the Emperor's face became more and more solemn, and his eyes became colder and colder. He lowered his head and did not make a sound, only listening quietly.

This involved his daughter's life and death, and it also involved another 'key' person. This person did not affect the overall situation, but because of him, the consequences were too great, so great that he, the Emperor, might not be able to bear it, let alone be willing to bear it!

An Emperor, his own daughter was assassinated, and yet he was concerned about another standard debauchee. No kin in the royal family? It was really sad!

Finally …

"According to Meng 'er, before the assassination, Jun Moxie had reported to you? At least, it was a warning? "The Emperor pondered.

"Yes, although I am not sure, Jun Moxie's motive should not be suspicious, or he might have found some clues." Princess Reimu's voice was low, but her tone was firm.

"Clues? With Jun Moxie's insignificant cultivation, how could he have found any clues … Forget it, these are all minor details. Later on, Jun Moxie was rescued by another expert, which means that Jun Moxie did not die, right?" The Emperor's eyes deepened.

"Yes, Father," Princess Reimu knew the Emperor's taboo, so she did not mention Ye Guhan's name. Even though the Emperor himself knew about this matter.

"If that is the case … Then why did Jun Zhan Tian go crazy? He actually beat the Generals Gathering Drum without a care! " The Emperor pondered, "His grandson is not dead, and the Jun Family is not at the point of no descendants. Then his actions this time are really puzzling, this is really …"

He stood up and slowly paced two steps, his fingers lightly tapping on his forehead, and said slowly, "My grandson is not dead, but Jun Zhan Tian went crazy for no reason … Hmm … Perhaps one thing is certain, Jun Moxie is definitely not home at this moment. Hmm, Jun Zhan Tian must have received the news that his grandson was in danger, and he did not see his grandson return for a long time, so he behaved strangely. Hehehe, looks like I've underestimated them? How many birds do I need to kill with one stone? "His Majesty smiled coldly.

Princess Reimu suddenly thought of something, and her face turned pale. If that was really the case, although it was just a misunderstanding, the consequences would be unmanageable!

"If Jun Moxie's life wasn't in danger at that time, why didn't he send someone to inform the Jun Family? Meng 'er, you handled this matter too carelessly … Meng' er, do you remember anything? " Seeing the huge change in Princess Ling Meng's face, the Emperor smiled and tried his best to control his anger. However, the corners of his eyebrows showed signs of being unable to be suppressed. His daughter had always handled matters calmly. How could she have made such a blunder today? Could it be that she had lost her usual calmness because of the assassination attempt?

"Imperial Father, when we found Jun Moxie's corpse … no, when his body was missing, I … I sent someone to inform Old Master Jun, this … the moment the messenger left, that old man came and carried the injured Jun Moxie away." Princess Reimu was at a loss, unable to speak.

"And then? The news had already been sent, but when you found out that Jun Moxie was not dead, did you not do anything to remedy the situation? "His Majesty looked at his daughter in disappointment, but his heart skipped a beat. Old man? Could it be that there was someone else besides that bastard Ye Guhan who was secretly protecting my daughter? If that's the case …

His Majesty thought to himself, but his face remained expressionless.

"Such an important piece of news naturally had to be remedied. At that time, my imperial bodyguards were all seriously injured, so I had Murong Qianjun send someone to inform Old Master Jun that Jun Moxie was not dead. If Old Master Jun did not receive the news that Jun Moxie was not dead, then the only possibility is … "

"There is no need for that possibility. It is obvious that Murong Qianjun did not go to deliver the news. Or perhaps, he only went to deliver the news of Jun Moxie's death. Otherwise, he would not … "His Majesty sighed, and a sinister expression appeared on his handsome face, but it quickly disappeared." There is nothing else for you to do, go and rest. " As he said that, he stroked Reimu's hair, and his empty eyes looked at the hazy yellow color of the Imperial Palace. His Majesty suddenly felt that this yellow color, which represented nobility, was actually very glaring to the eyes, and very vexing to the heart.

This assassination attempt is a little strange, hahaha … how unexpected. His Majesty pondered for a moment, and a sharp glint flashed across his eyes!

Hmm, perhaps, it is time to wash the Imperial Palace.

I wonder if it will look a little brighter if I wash it with human blood?

In the distance, the earth-shattering sound of the war drums had already died down, but the atmosphere was still filled with an oppressive atmosphere.

I hope, Jun Zhan Tian, I hope you will not make things too difficult for me …

His Majesty's eyes revealed a complicated expression, and it disappeared in a flash.

Looking at his daughter's departing figure, His Majesty stood with his hands behind his back, and pondered for a moment. Suddenly, he said. "Shadow, go out and take a look. Do not make a move unless it is necessary. Tell Jun Zhan Tian that his grandson is not dead. It is fine to cause a ruckus, but do not go overboard! Hmm, bring me something on the way. Hmm, it is convenient. That old thing has been holding back for a few years …! "

After saying that, His Majesty wrote a few words, rolled it up, and handed it over. "Go."

A gust of wind rose, and a seemingly formless figure floated out. The next moment, the slip of paper in His Majesty's hand disappeared, and a faint shadow flew out of the Imperial Palace.

"Although I am letting you be presumptuous this time, I also want to borrow a knife!" His Majesty whispered to himself, and a trace of a meaningful smile suddenly flashed across his face.

His Majesty had always taken every possibility into account, but this time, he had far underestimated the extent of Jun Zhan Tian's rage! Moreover, it was already too late for him to send someone over now …

"Men, summon Great General Dugu Wudi." His Majesty let out a sigh of relief, and said loudly. Hmm, I might as well throw the situation into chaos again. Hope, one by one. As long as one understands, they will restrain themselves a little. Those who do not understand, naturally do not have the need to stay, or perhaps do not have the qualifications to stay.

It is not that I do not allow you to fight, but only those who fight will be the strongest! But, there must be a sense of propriety in fighting! If he went beyond this limit, he would be consigned to eternal damnation …



Princess Reimu bade farewell to His Majesty, and it was only when she returned to her own palace that she suddenly remembered that ever since she had gone, His Majesty had been asking about the Jun Family and Jun Moxie throughout the entire assassination process. His Majesty, who had always doted on her the most, had not even asked about the fact that she was the main target of the assassination!

Why is this?

Could it be that, in his father's heart, this assassination, which was full of suspicions, involved a princess, and involved him? Even the major cases involving other members of the Imperial Family are not as important as the Jun Family?

Or is His Majesty avoiding something?

Or …

Thinking of His Majesty's deep gaze, Princess Reimu could not help but tremble. Fortunately, I have Uncle Ye's protection, and that mysterious expert. …

While in a daze, Princess Reimu reached into her bosom, and took out the three small and exquisite throwing knives, and played with them in her hands. The throwing knives were only half the size of a palm, and their slightly curved curves were beautiful and natural, as thin as a cicada's wings. Even when the three throwing knives were stacked together, they were only a thin layer. Princess Ling Meng was very curious. How could such a small flying dagger display such a terrifying power? It was capable of causing a group of cold-blooded killers to flee without a fight!

The throwing knives were silent, and their bodies flashed with a sparkling luster, and under the light, they were extremely dazzling. If one only saw this kind of throwing knife, they would definitely think that it was something used by children from rich families to play with. Who would have thought that it was a deadly weapon of a peerless expert?

But, as long as this kind of unique throwing knife appears in front of me again, I will immediately recognize it! Princess Reimu thought happily, and her heart was filled with endless fascination: I wonder what kind of person this peerless expert, whom even Uncle Ye admires so much, is?

….

This chapter has been going over and over again since this morning, and has been revised countless times. I don't feel very satisfied. When it comes to this kind of climax, it is perhaps the most difficult time for all writers, haha. Although my head hurts from thinking about it, I also feel a sense of accomplishment. Could this be … pain and happiness at the same time? Regarding the issue of updating, I hope my brothers and sisters can understand again! >

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