Chapter 38 The Young Emperor's Scheme

Has Cao Cao been summoned to the palace by the Emperor?

I was stunned. That blood-written imperial edict...

The emperor wanted to take Cao Cao's life!

The vast Prime Minister's residence was surrounded by imperial guards on patrol, and the entire residence was filled with an atmosphere of unease.

I don't know when or how Hua Yingxiong left, but when I tried to go out, the guards had already secured every door, and no one could get out.

The atmosphere of night enveloped the entire Prime Minister's residence.

Madam Ding knelt in the Buddhist hall and chanted scriptures all night, while the candlelight in Madam Yin's room remained burning all night.

I sat in the back garden, gazing intently at the moon, a book out of step with the times resting on my lap—a paper book, a simplified Chinese book.

It was the copy of "Records of the Three Kingdoms" that I carried with me into this era, which I kept in my crossbody bag.

That book that I had deliberately forgotten in a corner, that book that I had never dared to open... This book is a taboo in this era.

It's a script, and all the living people around me are just puppets performing according to the script... That thought sends chills down my spine.

But now, everything has gone off track. Cao Cao has lost his memory, and he is now in danger...

I slowly reached out and opened the book. The first page was "Records of the Three Kingdoms, Volume One," "Book of Wei, Volume One," and "Annals of Emperor Wu, Volume One." The pages brushed against my fingertips, exuding a faint, fresh scent of ink—a familiar smell that I hadn't smelled in a long time.

With a touch of anxiety, I searched for the existence of this piece of history.

My fingertips paused slightly—I found it! I held my breath and examined it closely by the moonlight.

"In the first month of spring in the fifth year, Dong Cheng and others' plot was exposed, and they were all executed..." I read softly, then froze, stunned. That was it? Just like that? This part of history was simply glossed over?

That's all?

That's it?

I finally figured it out, I finally opened this book, and then... it's just gone like that?

"In the first month of spring in the fifth year, Dong Cheng and others' plot was exposed, and they were all executed..." I slowly closed the book, frowning. "All executed... all dead... Cao Cao should be alright, right..."

However, Cao Cao is no longer the great hero he was in history. He is like a mentally challenged child. Will my time travel cause a terrifying butterfly effect? ​​Will it change history?

A gentle evening breeze stirred, causing many unnamed flowers and plants in the garden to sway in the wind, their beauty enhanced by the moonlight. I sat alone, outwardly calm, but inwardly a turbulent sea of ​​emotions raged. How would Cao Cao fare alone in the palace? Now, with his mental state compromised, how would he face the pack of wolves eyeing him with predatory intent?

Have the troops stationed outside the city heard the news? And Guo Jia… has he received the message? Will Hua Yingxiong go to find him?

Every question mark nearly drove me crazy.

"Woman." A derogatory voice sounded softly behind me.

I turned around and saw a young man in brocade robes standing amidst the shimmering blue waves.

Under the moonlight, his hair was tied up high, his skin was as white as snow, and his eyes were full of charm.

What feast?

"Little beauty?" I asked, looking at him.

He gritted his teeth, his cheeks flushed, "Do you still have the leisure to spout nonsense?"

I turned my head to continue looking at the moon, but my mind was already a jumbled mess, far from the calm I appeared to be.

“He… will be alright.” He Yan suddenly spoke, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.

I was taken aback. Was this someone trying to comfort me?

Looking back at him, I casually reached out and patted his head, smiling, "I know."

He bit his lip, leaving a neat row of teeth marks on his rosy lips, looking quite hesitant.

"I have a secret passage." After a long pause, he finally spoke.

I was taken aback. "A secret passage? You mean... a way to get out of the Prime Minister's residence?"

"Yes." He nodded.

"Take me there quickly!" I stood up hurriedly, put the book into my bag, took his hand with one hand, and touched the Swiss Army knife in the bag with the other, feeling a little more at ease.

We walked along the garden path and entered a dense flowerbed.

I stared wide-eyed as He Yan bent down and carried a large piece of wood out of the flower bushes. The place where the wood had been was now a small hole that could only fit one person through.

Without saying a word, I bent down and crawled out along the flower bushes, with He Yan following behind.

I carefully hooked the wooden block back into place with my foot. As soon as I turned around, He Yan raised his hand and covered my mouth.

"Shh!" He put his index finger to his lips and gently shook his head.

Hearing footsteps coming and going outside the door, I turned around and climbed back into the garden.

"What should we do? Aren't you going out?" He Yan followed him in, frowning.

"Do you know how often they change shifts?" I asked in a low voice.

He Yan was completely confused.

"I'm asking you, when do they ever change their staff?"

“They should change it tomorrow morning,” He Yan said. “Then he frowned. Besides here, there’s nowhere else in the entire Prime Minister’s residence we can escape to!”

"That's why we need to protect this lifeline even more. Not now, but tomorrow morning, when they change shifts, I'll escape again," I said in a low voice.

He Yan glanced at it and nodded.

The next day, before we could even escape the Prime Minister's residence, the Emperor issued an edict.

The imperial edict reads: "The Han dynasty is in misfortune, and the imperial authority has been lost. First, the Yellow Turbans rebelled, and then Dong Zhuo deceived Heaven and Earth. Heaven sent down Cao Cao to save the people from suffering. I am deeply worried day and night, fearing that the world is in danger. Now I entrust this important task to you. You should eat and travel with me, think together about good strategies to save the country, eliminate the treacherous party, and restore the state. This edict is hereby issued. Do not fail my expectations. Edict issued in the fourth month of the fourth year of Jian'an."

The attendant who was delivering the imperial edict read it fluently, but I was completely baffled.

The blood-written letter clearly foreshadowed the emperor's intention to kill, so why did it suddenly make a 120-degree turn?