The snow-white sword light reflected off Situ Jin's face, startling her so much that she collapsed to the ground, screaming and shouting, completely losing her composure.

"Help! The Emperor needs your help!"

Xie Jingrun raised his sword and swung it down at her head.

But at that critical moment, Meng Hu rushed over, grabbed the sword blade, and blood immediately flowed onto the ground.

Xie Jingrun was secretly surprised that he would actually grab his sword with his bare hands.

Realizing what had happened, I cursed inwardly, "You two are such a scumbag!"

He kicked Meng Hu away, then raised his sword and thrust it at Situ Jin, who was paralyzed with fear on the ground.

But just then, the sound of an arrow piercing the air came from behind.

He flinched and dodged to the side.

"Tap!"

The arrow pierced straight into the floor of the room.

Xie Jingrun glanced back at the archer and frowned slightly when he saw it was Feng Mo.

I didn't expect Feng Mo to arrive so quickly!

"call out!"

Before he could catch his breath, another arrow shot through the air towards him.

He narrowed his eyes, leaped up, and kicked with his back foot, sending the arrow flying straight at Situ Jin, who was slumped on the ground.

"Mother!"

Feng Mo roared and tried to rush over.

But a figure rushed towards Situ Jin even faster.

"puff!"

The sound of an arrow piercing flesh could be heard clearly.

Feng Mo paused, looked up, and saw that Xie Jingrun had already leaped onto the roof.

"Release the arrows!"

Enraged, Feng Mo gave an order, and the guards who were waiting in the courtyard immediately shot arrows at Xie Jingrun.

As a hail of arrows rained down, Xie Jingrun's lips curled into a smile beneath his veil, and he suddenly hurled his sword toward Feng Mo.

The sharp blade struck Feng Mo's face like a bolt of lightning.

He was startled and quickly tilted his head back.

"when!"

The sharp blade grazed his body and shot towards the wooden door behind him.

Feng Mo turned around and saw that a layer of cold sweat had broken out on his forehead.

Looking at the roof again, there was no trace of the assassin.

Feng Mo was very surprised.

Surprisingly, despite being surrounded, the assassin still managed to escape.

Moreover, if he hadn't dodged quickly, that sharp blade would have already pierced him.

Thinking of this, he felt a wave of fear wash over him.

"Someone, quickly summon the imperial physician—" At this moment, Situ Jin's hoarse shout echoed throughout the courtyard.

Feng Mo was startled and quickly composed himself. Just as he was about to step forward, he saw his mother, whom he had always respected, holding a eunuch and crying with tears streaming down her face. She had completely lost her composure and was no longer the noble and dignified woman she was usually.

He paused, his pupils contracted, and he forgot to step forward.

Who exactly is this eunuch? Why did the Empress Dowager lose her composure like this?

When he saw the eunuch rush towards his mother without hesitation and block the arrow for her, he thought he was her confidant. But looking at the scene before him, he realized that this eunuch was not just a confidant of his mother.

Even if he shielded his mother from the arrow, she didn't need to lose her composure like that.

He frowned. At that moment, he suddenly realized that he didn't understand his mother at all.

The courtyard was in complete chaos.

Situ Jin snapped out of her daze and suddenly ordered Feng Mo in a cold voice, "The assassin can't have gone far. Take men and chase after him immediately. I want his head!"

Seeing the ruthlessness on her face, Feng Mo suddenly felt a little disheartened, but still said, "Your subject will take men to pursue them."

...

After taking her medicine, Rong Qingqing fell asleep.

Just as I was immersed in a sweet dream, a cold body suddenly embraced me from behind.

She jolted awake, her body stiff and unable to move. When she realized what was behind her, her teeth began to chatter.