Chapter 432 Father...what did he do!

The night was as dark as ink, shrouding the royal villa.

The torches crackled, and the flickering light illuminated the surroundings in varying degrees of brightness and darkness.

The imperial guards stood in rows, fully armored and holding sharp weapons, standing silently.

In stark contrast to the seemingly loose defense in the past, the atmosphere in the courtyard at this moment was solemn and austere, as if even the air had stopped flowing.

The security area is not limited to the periphery, but extends directly to the inner courtyard corridors, and guards in armor can be seen everywhere.

Meng Jian, wearing full armor and covered in night dew and frost, strode through the heavy guards and entered the villa.

Something must have happened in the palace.

Otherwise, with my grandfather's calm temperament, he would never suddenly mobilize a large number of imperial guards, let alone brazenly impose a city-wide curfew.

What's more, all the royal heirs are in the palace at this moment.

He was anxious and asked questions repeatedly, but his grandfather only replied with a sullen face, "His life is fine," and said nothing else, only saying that the outcome would be known tomorrow.

During this half day, Meng Jian was busy deploying the imperial guards in the city, densely covering important streets and focusing on strengthening the city gates.

The Beijing Army also cancelled all rest days and holidays. All soldiers were on high alert with their weapons fully equipped. An oppressive feeling of impending storm permeated the entire Fengjing City.

Only after all the defenses in the city were arranged was he able to free himself and hurried to the villa where the Second Princess Shufeng was imprisoned.

"Deputy Commander."

The soldiers guarding the inner courtyard saluted with their fists clasped.

Meng Jian's face was solemn. He nodded slightly in response and walked straight to the deepest courtyard without stopping.

"Deputy Commander, everything is normal in the hospital. Nothing unusual has been observed."

A captain came forward and reported in a low voice.

Meng Jian said nothing, walked straight to the closed door, raised his hand without warning, and pushed the door open roughly.

Creak...the sound of the door hinge turning was particularly harsh in the quiet night.

The room was dimly lit, with only a single lamp on the table, barely dispelling the darkness.

The second princess of Shuofeng, Xiao Yunshuo, sat alone under the lamp, wearing a plain long gown made of ordinary material without any patterns. The wide sleeves made her thin figure even more prominent.

Her black hair was simply tied up, and she wore no hairpins or jewelry. She exuded a simple and scholarly air that was out of place in this luxurious villa, as calm as the water in a deep pool.

Meng Jian rushed in with a cold aura of armor, bringing with him the biting night wind outside the door. Two completely different temperaments collided violently in this small space.

He strode into the room, making a sound of wind as he moved.

Canglanglang...the sword at his waist was suddenly unsheathed.

With a flash of cold light, the sharp tip of the sword was precisely placed on Xiao Yunshuo's fair neck.

The skin felt the coldness and sharpness of the sword and sank slightly.

Xiao Yunshuo's long eyelashes trembled slightly, but his expression did not change much.

He just raised his eyes slowly and looked calmly at the murderous general in front of him.

"Shufeng Dynasty...what exactly happened?"

Meng Jian's wrist was as steady as a rock, and the tip of his sword didn't tremble at all.

"Why did you come to Beijing this time?"

Although my grandfather did not specify what exactly happened in the palace, he made it clear that there might be major changes in the northern border.

The Second Princess Shuofeng's arrival in the capital was suspicious no matter how you looked at it.

When her delegation submitted the letter of credence, it stated that the two countries were willing to restart peace talks, and she herself admired the female imperial examination candidates and came to study and exchange ideas.

He participated in the entire provincial examination, but there was no sign of the so-called peace talks.

Xiao Yunshuo met his hawk-like gaze and slowly shook his head.

“What I said is not empty talk. This trip is just to participate in the provincial examination and experience the grand scene of the great literary prosperity.

As for the rest, I really don’t know.

I have rarely participated in the military affairs of the Shufeng court, and my influence is not influential, so I have no way of knowing."

The atmosphere in the room was suffocatingly heavy.

Even though the sword was at her throat and her life was hanging by a thread, her eyes remained clear, without any fear or panic.

Is this the truth, or is he just extremely cunning?

Staring into her eyes, Meng Jian couldn't tell what was going on for a moment.

After a few breaths, he suddenly retracted the sword, and the wind from the sword swept past, lifting a few strands of hair.

Without looking at her again, he turned to the door and shouted in a deep voice:

“Bring it up!”

Moments after the order was given, two imperial guards came in escorting a person, who was the only personal maid that Xiao Yunshuo had brought into the capital this time.

He threw the maid to the ground with rough movements and no mercy.

His knees slammed heavily against the cold, hard floor tiles, making a dull, tooth-grinding sound.

The maid groaned in pain and her face turned pale instantly, but she bit her lips tightly and did not scream or beg for mercy.

Xiao Yunshuo's expression, which had been calm all along, finally showed a slight change. She looked at Meng Jian, her tone filled with obvious anger.

"Commander Meng, threatening the life of a mere maid like me is too despicable and ungentlemanly."

Meng Jian turned a deaf ear to the rebuke and his face was as cold as iron.

The next moment, he shook his wrist, and the long sword pierced through the maid's chest with lightning speed!

Puff——

The sound of the sharp blade entering the flesh was particularly clear, and blood gushed out instantly, staining the maid's plain clothes red.

"you!"

Xiao Yunshuo stood up suddenly, the color drained from his face, and for the first time he showed a look of anxiety, shock and anger.

Meng Jian's hand holding the sword was as steady as a rock, his expression unchanged, and his eyes like icy blades locked onto Xiao Yunshuo again.

"Second Princess Shuofeng, can you speak now?"

Xiao Yunshuo's chest heaved violently as he looked at the maid curled up in pain on the ground, bleeding profusely.

"I told you! I don't know anything!"

"I'm just an idle and powerless princess with no real job in the court! What do you want me to say?"

The next moment, Meng Jian suddenly pulled back his sword.

It brought out a bunch of warm blood beads, splashed on the floor tiles, and bloomed into shocking red plum blossoms.

He no longer looked at the maidservant lying on the ground groaning, nor did he look at the pale-faced Xiao Yunshuo. He only left behind a sentence that was icy cold.

"You'd better pray sincerely for peace in the North, otherwise..."

The meaning is self-evident even before the words are spoken.

Turn around and stride away.

The door was slammed shut with a loud noise, isolating the two worlds inside and outside.

The footsteps quickly faded away.

Inside the house, Xiao Yunshuo immediately rushed forward, knelt on the ground, and hurriedly hugged his maid.

"Ayue!"

The maid named A Yue had blood foam coming out of the corners of her mouth and was breathing weakly.

"Princess……"

Xiao Yunshuo checked his injuries in a panic. His fingertips touched the warm blood and he trembled uncontrollably.

Meng Jian's sword accurately avoided the vital points.

But if she didn't get timely treatment and medicine, she could only watch Ah Yue lose too much blood and die in pain.

What a cruel heart!

What a vicious method!

Xiao Yunshuo hugged the dying maid tightly in his arms, looked up at the closed door, and for the first time, strong hatred and panic burst out in his eyes.

Father...what on earth have you done!