The man in black had no choice but to adopt a fighting stance, and his dagger swiftly stabbed towards Mingyue.

Mingyue dodged to the side, raised her hand and struck the black-clad man's knuckles, knocking the dagger from his hand.

The man in black looked grave, knowing that the other's internal strength was superior to his own. He decisively bit the poison pill in his mouth, bleeding from all seven orifices and dying.

Mingyue was genuinely surprised this time. Such a decisive assassin was truly rare. Mingyue squatted down and pulled off her mask, revealing a very ordinary face.

The woman pinched the man in black's cheek with her slender hand, forcing him to open his mouth. He couldn't even speak, clearly speechless after failing his mission and being captured.

I underestimated Zhang Wen. He's a ruthless and vicious man. I just don't know how many assassins like him there are.

After examining the body, Mingyue carried it outside, yawned, and lay back down on the bed.

"Ah—a dead man! My lord! My lord! There's a corpse outside!"

Xiaoyun originally intended to lead Chen Yao to help Mingyue wash up, but unexpectedly she saw a corpse lying in front of the adults' room, which terrified her. Only Chen Yao was a little better off, but her face was still very pale.

"What are you yelling about?" Mingyue opened the door and kicked the stiff corpse. "Go and call Zhang Duwei to handle it. Don't panic."

Xiaoyun was distracted, and Chen Yao swallowed hard. "I'll go call her."

"No, let's do it together."

Regardless of their discussion, Mingyue turned around and went back to her room to wash and get dressed.

Just then, Zhang Wen rushed over anxiously. He glanced at the corpse, then angrily ordered his men to carry it away, pleading in fear, "My lord, spare my life!"

Mingyue raised an eyebrow. "What makes you say that?"

"My lord, you may not know this, but a group of江湖人 (jianghu people) have come to the city. These江湖人, under the guise of robbing the rich to help the poor, have harmed many people. I never expected that this group would be so audacious as to target you, my lord."

Zhang Wen continued, "These martial arts practitioners are elusive and highly skilled. I, as a mere officer, failed to keep a close watch on them and allowed such a person into your room. Fortunately, you are unharmed."

Mingyue seemed to be deep in thought. "Zhang Duwei, don't worry. He's already dead, so let it go."

Zhang Wen exclaimed "Ah!" and, realizing something was amiss, quickly lowered his eyes, saying, "It's because you are kind-hearted, sir."

"But these江湖人 (jianghu people) you mentioned, do they often rob the rich to help the poor?"

Zhang Wen snorted coldly, his head aching. "Yes, but those shops aren't breaking the law; they're doing legitimate business. Aren't these江湖人 (jianghu people) just causing trouble?"

Mingyue didn't respond, skipping the topic, "I'm hungry, I'll go eat first, please help yourself."

Zhang Wen hesitated, wondering why they weren't talking about capturing these江湖人 (jianghu people). Didn't they say that the Grand Preceptor and General Ji alone wiped out the bandits?

Chen Yu prepared breakfast herself today. Having been with Mingyue for a few days, she knew that Mingyue had a big appetite, so she prepared enough for three people.

"This steamed bun..."

Shen Yu's gaze immediately fell on the steamed bun. She had personally learned the recipe from the imperial chefs, so there shouldn't be any mistakes.

"It's not bad, but there's not enough filling."

Shen Yu smiled broadly, her heart finally at ease.

Mingyue took a sip of water to moisten her throat. "How's it going with what I asked you to learn yesterday?"

Shen Yu's smile vanished as she hung her head in frustration. She had placed her hand on Chen Yao's neck for a long time yesterday, but she hadn't felt anything.

"Don't rush, take it slow. Overcoming your psychological problems is the most important thing."

They weren't born mute; they were either poisoned or frightened by some injury and refused to speak.