"Like jade".

In that instant, the man in black on the other side found an opportunity. As a cold-looking blade slashed down, a hidden arrow shot towards Emperor Chongzhao's heart. Just as it was about to hit, the man in black's ambitious eyes couldn't help but shrink slightly with excitement.

The situation was critical, and Qingyin couldn't care about anything else. She rolled over and took the blow with her body. The intense pain made her body tremble slightly. The arrow had already been cut in half by the soft blade and fell to the ground. Qingyin swallowed the blood rising in her throat and continued to fight against the people who rushed up to retaliate.

Blood dripped down her shoulder and onto the wet mud by the river. Qingyin pursed her thin lips, ignoring the complicated gaze the emperor cast at her from behind.

The war was not over yet, and the plan to attack the emperor was clearly well-prepared, with the men in black seemingly arriving in an endless stream.

The situation that Qingyin had turned around seemed to have turned against her again.

However, the newcomers were clearly worried that the emperor's reinforcements would become even more aggressive due to Qingyin's arrival and the change of time.

Several times, if it weren't for Qingyin's desperate protection, Emperor Chongzhao might have already met his demise.

The sound of a large army approached from afar. Qingyin's ears twitched slightly, knowing that Emperor Chongzhao's imperial guards were about to arrive, and he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The assassins who launched the attack seemed to be considering retreating.

The slender young man still held a soft blade, and his every move seemed to be a death song, dangerous yet beautiful.

The person being protected couldn't help but look at him. Even though his face was completely covered, his posture and demeanor made people feel that he was a rare and stunning beauty.

Those who were killed didn't feel much goodwill towards her, especially the black-clad man who had been saved by Qingyin from the best opportunity to assassinate her. He stared at Qingyin with a mixture of fear and resentment.

The dog emperor's men have arrived.

Since he hadn't completed the task assigned by his master, he would take someone down with him even if he died.

Thinking this, the mean-spirited man swung his knife at the handsome man who was standing around the emperor.

Because of so many assassins, Xu Yanli, who had already exhausted his strength, simply didn't have enough time to dodge the cold, sharp blade.

For some reason, he suddenly felt tired. Having never experienced a good life since his previous life, Xu Yanli closed his eyes coldly and unwillingly. Perhaps he should have died.

Qingyin was furious at the sight. "Damn it! It's one thing to hit the emperor, but to try and kill his mission target? What a bastard!"

At this moment, Qingyin mobilized all her strength and ran towards Xu Yanli in the distance. Following her master's wish, the soft blade arrived on the ground before she did, facing the sword.

The immense force forced the man to retreat, further fueling his murderous intent.

The more Qingyin tried to stop him, the more he wanted to kill the man in front of him.

Without their weapons, Qingyin and Xu Yanli were forced to the banks of a turbulent river.

In Xu Yanli's last conscious glance, a slender figure in a black brocade robe stood firmly in front of him. The strong smell of blood made him want to vomit, yet he also felt a strange emotion.

"Why did you save me?" the male protagonist asked him in a questioning, cold voice.

Qingyin had lost all desire to get him back.

The man in black in front of her had gone mad. If he stayed any longer, he would only perish with the male protagonist. Without hesitation, Qingyin took the male protagonist and jumped into the turbulent river.

To outsiders, Qingyin's act of voluntarily jumping into the water appeared as if she had been forced into it by an assassin.

This scene tore at Emperor Chongzhao's heart, and his face was contorted with resentment and anger. "Go and save them right now!" he shouted.

The Imperial Guard leader, who rushed over, only saw the two men who had been fighting with the men in black fall into the river. He originally wanted to protect His Majesty's safety and stay by his side, but after seeing the terrifying expression on His Majesty's face, he swallowed the words he wanted to say and ran desperately towards the river.

Fortunately, the Imperial Guards, who arrived late, finally got to the scene.

Those men in black who failed to escape were also captured alive, including the one who forced Qingyin to jump into the water.

His mind, clouded by anger, finally cleared, and the threat of arrest and death loomed firmly over his head.

A bright yellow figure walked towards him step by step in the distance, its face terrifying like a demon from hell.

The gaunt, mean-spirited assassin trembled like an animal that had been frozen for a day and a night in the snow. He lay prostrate on the ground, looking as pathetic as a rat in a ditch.

"You...you can't kill me, Your Majesty! I can tell you what it means to want to kill—ah!" The man's shrill voice echoed across the blood-stained land, causing the other captured assassins to tremble.

His limbs were severed with a single stroke, and blood splattered everywhere.

The emperor, who had severed the assassin's limbs, remained expressionless, and at that moment, all around fell silent.

"Su Weijin, pick these up and feed them to it properly."

The Imperial Guard leader, Su Weijin, who had been summoned, wished he could bury his head in the ground. At this moment, he even envied the subordinates that His Majesty had sent to retrieve people from the water. It would be better to avoid serving His Majesty in front of him: "Yes, Your Majesty."

The captured assassins were terrified and obediently allowed themselves to be dragged away by the Imperial Guards.

Emperor Chongzhao paid no attention to his subordinates and ministers who were extremely afraid of him; his gaze was fixed on the seemingly calm river surface.

Only he himself probably knows how angry he is at that moment.

Hiding behind, Wu Yanmeng, who was startled by the emperor and was trembling with fear, clung to a palace maid who was equally frightened. Although she was afraid of her unusually indifferent father, Wu Yanmeng still looked at the thinner man who had been forced into the water earlier.

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