"Even if Jing Wang made seamless heavenly clothes, he couldn't escape the boundless net of Gan Jiang and Mo Ye in Chen Lou!"

  Qiu Yun smiled and said, "In speaking of this, I recall my many years of hard work and can't help but feel quite proud."

  In the Zhong Chen Building, "Gan Jiang" is in charge of all overt matters. The leader of the four parties last time was their manager. Mo Xie, on the other hand, is a direct subordinate of Qing Min's assassination team. Although they are not many in number and have not had any major tasks over the years, their actual strength is not to be underestimated.

  Unfortunately... compared to these "undercover agents" in front of me, I still lack some experience...

  Ji Yun felt a slight sense of regret in his heart, as both were trained by himself and served as the emperor's secret envoys over the years, having carried out numerous missions. In terms of experience and cunning, they couldn't be compared to each other.

  At this time, the moon was on the treetops, bright and clear, slightly dispersing the darkness of the street corner. The two walked to the front of the man in black, Qu Yun gave a glance, the men in black quickly drew out their swords, lightly jumped over the wall, the night had already deepened, the He family had all gone to sleep, all around was quiet, only a small courtyard still emitted a faint light.

  It's right here!

  Qiu Yun lowered his voice and said to the crowd: "Clean up!"

  Men in black rushed in, and the next moment, the tranquility was shattered. Only the sound of killing shook the sky, and in the chaos, the miserable cries of swords entering flesh were mixed with the clear sounds of weapons clashing, turning this peaceful courtyard into a bloody battlefield.

  Gu Yun observed carefully from afar, and as time passed, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, a hint of killing intent emerging in his eyes. He signaled to his trusted aide: "Quick battle, swift victory!"

  A spark of fire was thrown in through the window and landed on something flammable, immediately bursting into a raging blaze.

  Inside the mournful howl grew louder, only to see a cold gleam flash by, a serrated short blade flew out, and cut through the throats of several dark messengers before returning to its master's wrist.

  Dewdrop's sharp eyes, with one glance, saw that this was the strange weapon they had seen on the street last time. The short blade in his wrist flashed, and a ray of light flashed, ready to take away a person's life.

  She gave a cold smile, her right hand lightly stroking, the long sword slipping out of its scabbard and flying, like lightning, straight towards the person's face.

  This move was too fast, the person was shocked and lost color, but couldn't dodge, and heard a buzzing sound behind him. A circular object flew over, barely blocking the incoming sword, but also damaging one edge.

  Morning dew slightly moved, she had been taking Yuan Qi's Dan pills, her internal strength was very full, this move although casual, under the heaven, those who could block it were really not many.

  She looked closely, and saw that the round object was as big as a helmet, with flying blades spinning inside. With a humming noise, it flew above people's heads, opening and closing to cut off several times, and actually cut off the skull neatly, then flew back into its master's hand.

  The owners of these two objects are tonight's targets. Judging from their attire and demeanor, they seem to have the air of a great general, and appear to be the leaders among this group of people.

  She gazed at the two strange objects, a sense of familiarity flashing through her mind, but she had no time to think about it. She swiftly took her long sword and with a sudden burst of power, a crisp sound was heard. The round object was cut in half by her, falling limply to the ground.

  The two of them, in a state of great shock, quickened their pace, relying on the serrated blades in their hands to cut open a bloody path from the other side - they saw that their opponents were very powerful and deliberately wove in and out of the crowd, trying to make people fear being caught in the crossfire and stop pursuing them.

  Morning dew smiled, and didn't chase after her, the icy color in her eyes was even more severe.

  She stood quietly on the wall, ignoring the killing sounds around her, and gazed at the fleeing figures of the two under the reflection of the flames.

  "Give me bow and arrow!"

  She took over the bow handed by the secret envoy, but didn't even look at the quiver, only drew two arrows and placed them on the string.

  Two arrows shot out with a swift whistling sound, flying straight but gradually deviating, hitting the backs of two people with unerring accuracy and bursting open.

  The morning dew didn't go to see, and he put away his bow, intending to let Qiu Yun leave a few survivors, perhaps there would be some clues to prove the guilt of King Jing. However, just then, a loud noise came from the street corner, with over a hundred people rushing towards this direction.

  "Who is the master archer?!"

  From afar in the team came a loud and clear voice, with a hint of age, yet possessing an aura of commanding thousands of troops.

  Morning dew slightly startled ——

  Who is it?

  ****

  Compared with the hustle and bustle of the street corner, Changgong was a joyful scene, with all the slaves and servants beaming with joy.

  It was already late at night, but Mei Guiren's bedroom was still brightly lit. She had not yet gone to sleep and was whispering with her trusted personal maid, Yue Gugu.

  Mei Gui Pin wore a pale purple silk wide robe, with a five blessings golden hairpin in her hand, gently picking at the wick of the lamp. Under her manipulation, the light of the lamp flickered, casting people's shadows on the wall, swaying from time to time, like a ghostly apparition.

  She glanced at the treasures on the table, including cat's eye agate, jade hairpins and pendants, fine silk and satin, as well as a jade screen beside them.

  What's the point of these rewards?

  She sneered, looking at the hundred-son screen fan sent by the Empress Dowager, her heart full of vicious irony, and remembering the Queen's crazy attitude that day, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.

  "Now... our days are going to be filled with anxiety and fear again..."

  She said in a low voice.

  Yue's aunt wiped away tears and said: "This is a great joyous occasion, but looking at the atmosphere in the palace, it's so ominous!"

  "Auntie, I'm really grateful to you this time!"

  Mei Gui Pin said with a hint of apology.

  "My lady has really worn me out... I'm useless and can't think of any way to get through this difficult situation!"

  Mei Gui pin fiercely poked the lamp wick, coldly laughing: "In this harem, it's all about those two women's world. Even the second-ranking consort with the most power can't wait for me to fall... Just you wait..."

  Her face was slightly distorted, as if she had made some kind of determination:

  "Tomorrow morning, we go to the Queen!"

  ***

  On the second day, at dawn, which was just the time of the small court session, the emperor had already summoned people to notify them that all officials from various departments, as well as nobles and high-ranking officials, should all attend the court session. In an instant, it became even more lively than on a grand court day.

  The officials were still immersed in the terror of the Tartar assassin, and on their way to court, they could not help but be vigilant, sending several guards, still trembling with fear, afraid that a big man would rush out from a small alley and take away his own precious head.

  They arrived at Xihua Gate, only to find it heavily guarded and strictly defended, which led them to make another guess in their minds.

  What's wrong this time?

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