It was late at night and Lan Shang was thirsty.

He couldn't trust any of the servants, so he got up and went to get some water himself.

After finishing, I lay back down on the bed. But I couldn't fall asleep. I kept feeling like something was going to happen. I had a sharp dagger ready and hidden under the mattress.

At this moment, the eunuch outside announced, "The Emperor has arrived!"

...

Yan Miaoling also couldn't sleep tonight.

What's going to happen without a male protagonist? Prince Chen is coming back soon. What if he forces her to get married? What if the emperor puts pressure on her?

She alone may not be afraid of the imperial power, but there is also the pregnant heroine, who needs her protection now.

Her mind was in a mess, so she put on her clothes and decided to go out for a walk.

The autumn breeze blows gently, making people feel refreshed.

This road...

It seemed to lead to Hele Palace. Lan Shang said he didn't have many friends in the palace, and she was pretty much the same. The heroine's belly was getting bigger and bigger, so how could he bring her troubles?

Another thing is that she felt that Lan Shang was the only male protagonist who had not gone astray so far. If she really encountered difficulties, she would want to talk to him even more.

I quietly walked to the door.

In the past, the Hele Palace was always shrouded in a dead silence. To avoid the Emperor, Lan Shang sometimes forbade the lighting of the palace lanterns. But today, they were bright, and there were many more eunuchs at the gate. And not only eunuchs, but also the majestic Imperial Guards.

The leader was none other than the chief of the Imperial Guards.

Damn, this is not normal.

She gave up going through the front door and quietly jumped in through the back door.

He quickly found Lan Shang's bedroom, climbed in through the window, and then...

Her heart was in a state of panic. The vast palace was completely dark, with even a chilling wind blowing. Her sense of smell was extremely sensitive. Oh no, it was blood, lots and lots of blood...

The kind where blood flows like a river.

Lan Shang!

Her heart sank. Their lives were tied together, weren't they?

She was extremely nervous and immediately found a candle and lit it. Then, she felt relieved. Looking at Lan Shang, who was sitting blankly on the bed, she grumbled in a low voice, "What are you doing? You're not even asleep and don't even know how to light a candle. Are you trying to scare me to death?"

Then they realized something was wrong. Lan Shang's clothes were disheveled, and his body was covered in wounds. Lan Shang was so beautiful. Her fair skin should not have had a single scar.

But now...

He lowered his eyes slightly, and his long eyelashes fluttered.

Yan Miaoling became nervous. She slowly approached, squatted down, and gently shook his arm. "Lan Shang, what's wrong with you?"

With my sharp eyes, I saw two golden boots lying messily on the ground not far from the bed.

Golden yellow!!!

This was a color only the emperor could use. Looking at the tightly drawn curtains, her heart was about to burst. The smell of blood, yes, the smell of blood was coming from behind.

She stood up and was about to pull aside the curtain to investigate. Lan Shang pulled her down with a powerful force, forcing her to kneel down beside him without warning. He then hugged her tightly.

His body was shaking, his chin resting on her shoulder, like a drowning man grabbing duckweed, "Hold me!"

He was terrified, mired in a deep terror. Yan Miaoling felt an inexplicable pity for him, yet also immense pressure. She had a premonition that a huge mess was waiting for her to deal with.

But she hugged him back without hesitation.

But after hugging like this for a long time, Lan Shang didn't say a word or move away.

Yan Miaoling was anxious. The emperor must be inside. She had to know what had happened to him. According to the original book, the emperor still had two years to live.

But there was such a strong smell of blood, and he didn't respond to their voices. Could he be seriously injured?

If Lan Shang assassinates the emperor, he definitely can't stay in the palace any longer. It's best to escape as soon as possible...

But once the person disappears, the Minister of Works' Mansion may be innocently implicated.

As expected, being in a superior position is not suitable for her, and there are many things to consider.

She struggled, intending to get up and take a look, but Lan Shang, like an octopus, held her even tighter. She tried to guide him mentally, "Lan Shang, what's wrong with you? Is the Emperor in there?"

Lan Shang nodded.

Scars, messy clothes, she asked carefully, "Did he find out you're a man?"

Lan Shang nodded.

"Did he force himself on you?"

Lan Shang nodded.

"Then he..." succeeded?

Unexpectedly, this sentence caused Lan Shang to react so strongly that he pushed her away violently. "No, he didn't! How can this old man be worthy! Hahaha, he's dead, this pervert! He deserves to die! He who dares to harm my mermaid clan deserves to die!"

What?

Mermaid?

Yan Miaoling couldn't keep up with the pace at all. She quickly stood up while being released and pulled open the curtain...

Then, the sight before her made her dizzy. In her previous life, she had simply come from a good family. Perhaps she had been somewhat unreasonable, but she was certain she wasn't a heinous criminal who took no prisoners.

But now, please, someone can tell her why she was allowed to see such cruelty. She fainted from blood.

She wanted to just faint.

If the person on the bed could still be considered a person, she would call him Emperor Da Zhao. His face was covered in blood, his eyes, nose, and mouth, his eyeballs bulging out, his tongue hanging out. And his entire chest and abdomen, there was not a single spot that was good.

Bloody. Ribs, flesh, all mixed together. Organs shattered beyond recognition, flowing everywhere. If it weren't for the pillows on the bed, the red stuff would have already flowed to the floor.

Lan Shang, still in a daze in the corner, stared at her back and chuckled coldly. He couldn't tell whether he was mocking his own impending burial, or laughing at her cowardice, or even laughing at the fact that Emperor Dazhao deserved the punishment for his crimes.

After being extremely frightened, people will become very rational. Yan Miaoling was also very arrogant. She turned to look at Lan Shang and said, "Tell me the truth, did he succeed in getting you?"

Lan Shang likes women. If this really happens, it will probably have a huge impact on him psychologically.

Okay, that’s all.

Lan Shang woke up suddenly.

He was no longer crazy, his rationality returned, and he once again became the calm and composed leader of the martial arts world. He even felt like joking, "Fuck, that was almost there! Look at my pants!"

Then he stood up and lifted up his robe to show her his butt.

The huge cut on the pants was obviously caused by a dagger. Injury was inevitable. Yan Miaoling took a deep breath and said, "Let's find some medicine!"

Lan Shang was very obedient. Before going next door to find medicine, he looked at her deeply and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Yan Miaoling thought he was worried about the aftermath of the Dazhao Emperor's incident, so she comforted him, "Don't worry, I'll find a way!"

Who knew that Lan Shang, a fool, wasn't concerned about that. He ripped open his shirt, revealing the wounds underneath. "I was drugged, and these were the ones I stabbed myself with to resist." The implication was that the old man hadn't scratched me.

Yan Miaoling closed her eyes.

It feels like meeting a second Chi Ao.

At this moment, the leader of the Imperial Guards outside the door asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, are you staying overnight or returning to your Palace of Heavenly Purity?"

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