A cold light flashed.
One sword to kill.
The sharp sword was about to pierce through the young maid's eyebrows.
Just then, there was a sudden change.
Suddenly, space and time seemed to freeze. The assassin in black found that his immortal sword could no longer move forward.
What was going on?
He was shocked.
But the next moment — —
Ding!
The sword inconceivably broke, turning into countless fragments.
The tip of the sword flew back, piercing through the assassin's throat.
Before blood could spurt out, a ball of golden flames burst out from his body, and then he turned into ashes and dissipated in the air.
The little maid looked at everything in front of her in a state of shock.
At that moment, she thought that she would die for sure.
But the one who died was the assassin.
Who saved me?
She gasped in horror, looking around.
The night was quiet and the breeze was gentle, as if nothing had happened.
There was still no response from the palace guards at the entrance of the Firewood Courtyard.
She widened her eyes, and then suddenly realized that her son was in danger. When she rushed to the door, she found that the door had been locked, and the entire Firewood Courtyard was enveloped in a formation. There was no way to get out.
"Chen'er..."
The young maid's tears gushed down again.
In the past long and bitter years, she thought that she had become accustomed to the life of being looked down upon and ridiculed by countless people. But when her son was taken away, she realized that there were still many sufferings in life that no matter how strong you were, you could not bear.
The assassin's words made her realize that although her son was not dead, he would be in danger.
But she herself seemed to have no ability to change anything.
Who could save her and her son?
She looked at the full moon in the sky, and her thoughts gradually became clear.
Because she suddenly realized that in this empty palace, there was only one person who could save her son from the hands of the assassin in black.
Her eyes suddenly glowed with hope.
If that person, since he had saved her, would he also be willing to save her son?
If that person was willing to help, then all the problems could be easily solved.
The young maid could not walk out of the Firewood Courtyard. She could only kneel down in the direction of the [Carefree House], clasping her hands together, and pleaded loudly in the most pious manner.
"Prince Mu, was it you who saved me?"
"I beg you, please be merciful and save Chen 'er. He's still a child and doesn't know anything. We don't seek to be rich and powerful. As long as he can live, this servant is willing to pay any price …"
"I beg you."
"Your Highness, I beg you …"
But no matter how she begged, the Carefree House didn't respond at all.
The young maid continued to kneel.
He prayed and begged with a tiny sliver of hope in his heart.
Her tears wetted the ground in front of her.
She kowtowed until her forehead bled.
Fresh blood mixed with tears stained that delicate and gentle jade-like face.
…
…
It was late at night.
Zheng Manor.
The courtyard was deep.
The shock on Country Minister Zheng Yuan's face gradually disappeared under the dim light, turning into an unprecedented seriousness. He slowly asked, "Are you sure?"
One of the guards kneeling on the ground respectfully said, "The people who received the assassin reported that when the assassin died, his body was burned by the golden immortal fire and instantly turned into ashes, just like the battle of the Imperial City that day. Other than that person, I can't think of any other explanation."
Zheng Yuan's figure swayed.
This is bad news that can't get any worse.
He forced himself to calm down. In his mind, he quickly analyzed the various possibilities of the situation.
Could it be that person wants to protect this pair of mother and son?
If that's the case, not to mention their Zheng family, even if the four major families of the Imperial City unite, they won't be able to resist a finger of that person.
"No, that person may not want to protect this pair of mother and son."
As Zheng Yuan thought about it, he suddenly noticed something else.
In addition to the assassin, there were several other experts from the Zheng Manor waiting outside. At the same time, there were also some guards sent by the Empress.
While cooperating.
If that person wants to protect Prince Chen and his son, the assassin won't be the only one to die.
Those experts who witnessed the assassin's death outside, as well as more than a dozen palace guards guarding the Firewood Courtyard, under the anger of that person, none of them will survive.
After all, that person's means are ruthless.
That day, the Cao Chuan coalition army under the Imperial City, blood flowed like a river, how terrible was that?
"There's only one explanation."
"The Firewood Courtyard is too close to the [Carefree House]. The assassin disturbed that person's peace, so he was killed!"
"This is reasonable. Before, I was too eager for quick success and didn't think it through. Killing people near the [Carefree House] is tantamount to slapping that person's face. Killing the assassin is just a signal."
Zheng Yuan's mind turned and gradually calmed down.
At first, when he heard the news, he was indeed scared silly by that person's prestige.
Now, after careful analysis, he felt that the situation was not that bad.
"You can leave."
Zheng Yuan waved his hand.
The guard leader retreated.
After a moment, Zheng Yuan slowly asked in the shadow of the dark room, "Did you find out the news? Why is His Majesty in such a hurry to appoint the Crown Prince? "
In the darkness.
"Judging from all the signs, His Majesty's body is unwell. I'm afraid … he won't be able to last for long."
A gloomy voice sounded.
This time, Zheng Yuan's face that wasn't old, but was covered in blade pattern scars, didn't display too much shock like before.
He stared at the flickering light in front of him for a long time, then said, "No wonder, no wonder … Does this matter have something to do with that person?"
In the darkness, the gloomy voice was silent for a long time before continuing, "That person is extremely loyal to the current Emperor, so he wouldn't do such a thing. I'm afraid that the poison that the great eunuch Li Sun planted in His Majesty's body has flared up, and even that person is at his wit's end."
"Sigh."
Zheng Yuan sighed.
After pausing for a moment, he seemed to be talking to himself, "Sometimes, I really wish that my Zheng family had also sent people to participate in the Sword Crafting Pavilion's Sword Appreciation Festival … Your Majesty, being able to meet that person in your life, can be considered to have used up all of your good fortune."
In the darkness, the gloomy voice was silent.
Zheng Yuan took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.
In the next instant, his entire figure suddenly became sharp, as if a sharp sword that was initially hidden in its sheath had suddenly been unsheathed, revealing its sharpness. The entire chamber felt like it was suddenly lit up.
"Haha, since he is loyal to His Majesty, then that's for the best. No matter how strong he is, he is just a subject. What can he do?"
Zheng Yuan stood up and said with a smile, "Our chance has come. Pass down the order and proceed according to the plan."
…
Almost at the same time.
In the secret hall of the Gao Residence, one of the Four Great Clans, the family head, Gao Shengwei, also received the news of the assassin's death.
The Gao Residence's information network was extremely brilliant.
After a discussion with his henchmen, he came to a similar conclusion as Zheng Yuan.
He also sensed the signs that the Emperor's life was about to end.
"Tomorrow's court assembly is the most important thing. Even though Mu Mu was a prince, he was just an outsider after all. His qualifications were too shallow. Therefore, he wasn't qualified to participate in the selection of the Crown Prince. Hehe, didn't he always claim to be loyal and devoted? At this time, he should not speak carelessly. "
Gao Shengwei smiled confidently.
In this world, there were many people, no matter how capable they were, they were always controlled by others and trapped in the principles and laws in their hearts.
For example, Mu Mu, who had great abilities but was foolishly loyal to the Emperor.
This kind of person, no matter how capable he was, was not worth mentioning.
With just a few tricks, he could be toyed with in the palm of his hand.
…
…
In the Yang Residence, one of the Four Great Clans.
After listening to the report from his subordinate, Yang Jia fell into a long silence.
"The plan is canceled."
He stretched his back and yawned, then said lazily, "Send someone to tell my lazy sister that she should not interfere in this matter. She should just obediently be her Imperial Concubine."
The subordinate retreated.
"Ah … I'll take a nap first. Tomorrow's court assembly, I'll just hide my head and watch the show … Hehe, my beauty, your husband is coming."
With his upper body bare, he draped a coat over his shoulders and went to the backyard.
…
…
All the way until dawn.
When it was almost dawn, the door outside the Firewood Courtyard opened.
A burly man wearing a golden armor came in with more than a dozen guards. When he saw the young maid kneeling on the ground with blood all over her face, he was taken aback.
"What happened?"
He looked back at the palace guards behind him.
"This … Your subordinates don't dare to enter the courtyard, so …" The guards outside the door were timid and didn't dare to lift their heads.
"Bastard, get out of here, go to the Sky Inspecting Bureau and receive 20 lashes."
The burly man shouted.
The guards hurriedly retreated.
The burly man walked over, bowed his head and said, "Madam Yin, I am the leader of the palace guards, Gao Yingyuan. In the name of His Majesty, I am here to welcome Madam Yin into the palace."
The young maid, who has been praying all night without getting the slightest response from [Carefree House], turned her head to look at Gao Yingyuan and suddenly stood up. Without caring about anything else, she asked in a trembling voice, "Chen 'er, he … Is he still alive?"
Gao Yingyuan replied, "Prince Chen is safe and sound under my care. Madam Yin, please tidy up your makeup and come with me to the palace to attend the court meeting."
Maid Yin was stunned, "Attend the court meeting?"
She is just a lowly little maid, what qualifications does she have to attend the court meeting?
"What exactly … happened?" she asked.
Gao Yingyuan replied, "I don't know, when Madam goes, you will naturally know … Come, help Madam Yin dress up."
Outside the Firewood Courtyard, a maid from the palace answered and came in.
Four agile maids brought in a simple palace dress that had been prepared in advance and helped the flustered maid to put it on. After putting on a light makeup, the maid quickly finished tidying up.
This is not to say that the palace is good to Maid Yin.
Any official attending the court meeting must pay attention to appearance, so as not to affect the majesty of the royal family.
Since the Emperor has decreed that Maid Yin must also attend the court meeting, she naturally has to dress up in advance.
As for Maid Yin, after kowtowing all night, her face was bruised. After slightly circulating her cultivation technique, her blood and Qi were regenerated, and she recovered. After all, she is an immortal slave.
About half an hour later.
After passing through many checkpoints and the interrogation of the guards, Maid Yin was taken to the Emperor Palace.
She has never been to this hall that symbolizes the highest power of the Emperor Cliff Dynasty.
Even the air here has a power that suffocates her.
Her whole body trembled with nervousness.
Especially when she entered the main hall, when those majestic and imposing ministers looked at her, their gazes were like sharp swords that wanted to pierce through her.
Under Gao Yingyuan's lead, Maid Yin entered the Emperor Palace in a daze.
"Mother …"
A child's voice filled with surprise sounded.
Maid Yin raised her head reflexively and saw that under the 'protection' of several eunuchs, her son had changed into clean and beautiful clothes and was standing on the steps to the right of the dragon throne. When he saw her, he couldn't help but call out.
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