"It's good that Sir likes it. In fact, this humble prince invited Sir here today because he has a request!" The Seventh Prince stared at Ye Qinghan expectantly.
"Your Highness, please speak your mind. If this humble one can do it, I will naturally be willing to help," Ye Qinghan said indifferently.
"I implore Sir to help me ascend to the position of Crown Prince. If this matter succeeds, Ninth Brother will be a Prince and will have no worries for the rest of his life. As for Sir, you will definitely be the number one official in the court, second only to me," the Seventh Prince said in a deep voice.
Ye Qinghan was silent for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, the two women behind him suddenly pressed down on his shoulders and arms. A blood-red dagger appeared in one of their hands and was aimed directly at his throat. The speed was as fast as lightning, and even the Seventh and Ninth Princes were stunned.
Boom!
Ye Qinghan's veins bulged as he sent the two girls who were holding him down flying. The instant the blood-red dagger touched his throat, he immediately grabbed that jade hand. The poison gas emitted by the dagger almost sealed his throat. If it pierced through his throat, it would definitely be able to kill a Giant God Limit on the spot.
Kacha …
Ye Qinghan pushed his hand forward and twisted the assassin's wrist with a backhand grip. He then pushed his elbow forward and pressed the assassin onto the table.
"You … How dare you do that! You actually dare to attack Sir in front of this prince! " The Seventh Prince was furious. This assassination was not arranged by him. Otherwise, he would have only taken action after hearing Ye Qinghan's answer.
At this moment, Ye Qinghan grabbed the dagger and a pair of chopsticks with his left hand and threw them at the two princes.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh — — —
Puchi …
The Seventh and Ninth Princes were dumbfounded. Their bodies stiffened and they couldn't even move. The chopsticks and daggers slashed across their necks. They could clearly feel the crazy killing intent.
Boom! Boom!
The two maidservants behind them wielded daggers and were about to stab the two princes to death, but at this critical moment, a pair of chopsticks and a blood-red dagger pierced through their bodies, erasing their vitality.
The Seventh Prince and the Fourth Prince's eyes were filled with shock. Their trembling revealed their current state of mind. They felt as if they had just died.
"Who wants to kill us?" The Seventh and Ninth Princes murmured. Their voices had changed from fear. They had never been so close to death.
Ye Qinghan lowered his head and looked at the women in the room. They had all committed suicide by consuming poison. They were so dead that they couldn't die again.
Failure of the mission meant that their lives were over.
"Their goal was not only to kill you, but also to prevent the assassination attempt from failing. They wanted to kill you and frame me so that Her Majesty would come out of seclusion and remove me from my position," Ye Qinghan said in a low voice.
The Seventh and Ninth Princes' faces were ashen. They never thought that the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. They had wanted to assassinate Ye Qinghan, but they had almost been assassinated by someone else instead.
"Thank you for saving my life, sir." The Seventh Prince's handsome appearance had completely lost its color, and the Ninth Prince was paralyzed in his seat, unable to move at all.
"I did it for the sake of my innocence. Your Highness, you don't have to be so polite." Ye Qinghan shook his head. His eyes were solemn. This assassination attempt was unexpected. He never thought that there would be someone else besides these two who wanted to kill him.
Who would have the ability to hide assassins in the Fragrance Pavilion? After hiding for so long, they committed suicide after failing the mission. Such an organization was probably no weaker than the two major assassin organizations.
Ye Qinghan secretly pondered, but he couldn't find any clues. Even the Seventh Prince was baffled, let alone the Ninth Prince.
The room was in a mess. The guards outside rushed in one after another. When they saw the maids lying on the floor, their expressions changed.
"It's fine. Get out!" The Seventh Prince said coldly.
The guards immediately left the room.
"Sir, it could be anyone who sent these assassins to kill you, but it definitely wasn't us two brothers. Please lend me a hand!" The Seventh Prince stared at Ye Qinghan expectantly.
Ye Qinghan's eyes were cold. He hated it when things weren't under his control, but now it had appeared.
"As for the position of Crown Prince, His Majesty has already made a decision. This humble one cannot change it. Your Highnesses, please be at ease as the Marquis of Peace." Ye Qinghan shook his head, then said, "This humble one is tired and will go back to rest first. I will leave this place to Your Highnesses to clean up. If you find out which organization these women belong to, please inform us."
After saying this, Ye Qinghan didn't even ask. He picked up the Seven Steps Drunk and prepared to leave the room. But just as he took a step, his Qi and blood surged. The strength of the strong alcohol was unbearable even for a Giant God.
Seven Steps Drunk! As the name implied, after drinking, after taking seven steps, one would definitely fall into a deep slumber, snoring loudly.
Ye Qinghan shook his head. His eyes were a little dazed. He released his divine ice power, and his consciousness became a little clearer.
One step, two steps …
After taking seven steps, Ye Qinghan's footsteps staggered, but he was still able to maintain his consciousness.
The Ninth Prince and Seventh Prince glanced at each other and allowed him to leave.
Midnight had already passed, and the faint lights on the streets flickered. The cold wind blew, causing robes and hair to flutter behind him. Ye Qinghan narrowed his eyes and looked at the empty street. He spread out his consciousness, but it was actually muddled by the alcohol. At most, he could sense ten meters away.
"What a strong alcohol!"
Ye Qinghan carried the wine jug and walked towards the Left Marshal's Residence in the southern part of the city.
The Ninth Prince watched Ye Qinghan's departing figure from the third floor. A ruthless look flashed in his eyes as he coldly said, "I will personally kill him! We still have a chance to turn the tables. "
"Old Nine, don't be impulsive. If you make a move, someone will see it. When that happens, we won't be able to escape responsibility. Today, two great assassin organizations, Hell and Heaven, have gathered. There is also an unknown power that wants to make a move against him. I don't believe he can survive today!" The Seventh Prince smiled evilly. "You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. If you support This Prince, you won't die now!"
… …
There wasn't even a shadow on the street. The eerie cold air was oppressive, and there wasn't even a trace of starlight. Some snow drifted under the wretched lanterns, and the sound of the cold wind blowing was eerie.
Tonight, in order to allow the assassins to make a move, Ye Qinghan withdrew all the imperial guards. There were only a few city guards patrolling the street. Just in front of him, there was a small patrol team of ten patrolling.
Ye Qinghan quickened his pace and chased after them.
"This Marshal is Zuo Feng. Send me to the Left Marshal's Residence." Ye Qinghan took out the marshal's seal and said in a low voice.
The patrol team recognized the marshal's seal and was immediately overjoyed. They respectfully said, "Be careful, Marshal Zuo. We will send you on your way."
The ten people guarded Ye Qinghan from left and right as they walked towards the southern part of the city. The doors on both sides of the street were tightly shut, and the wind blew the fallen leaves. It was very cold and cheerless.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh — — —
Dozens of Realm Opening Crossbow bolts tore through the void and shot out from the houses on both sides of the street. Immediately after, more than ten sharp bolts appeared on the empty street. The cold light was oppressive, and in an instant, snow swirled in the air, blocking people's vision.
"Enemy attack …"
"Be careful, Marshal Zuo …"
Puchi — — —
Boom!
The ten-man squad was instantly pierced through by the sharp bolts and fell heavily more than ten meters away. They were nailed to death on the street. A few unlucky people were hit by the bolts from the front, back, left, and right at the same time. The terrifying force tore at each other, directly crushing their flesh and blood into a bloody mist and snow.
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