"The servants in Shuhua Palace are really gossipy."

Hou Xiangxiang stood beside the Empress, whose exercise level had definitely met the standard today.

He's become more talkative, though his words are mostly reprimanding, but it's still much better than his usual talk of wanting to ascend to immortality and see through the illusions of the world.

That's right.

In the human world,

Just be a person with emotions and desires.

Moreover, her accent is just like mine now, the little girl thought, this accent is really something.

"That's for sure, she's even more talkative than the ladies in the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion."

"What was that signal just now? Was it for rescue?" the Empress asked.

"Yeah, something must have happened in their main hall too."

Indeed, Long'er saw the Empress Dowager approaching with a cane, looking rather disheveled, her face ruddy and not at all like an old woman.

The girl in the python robe spoke:

"Why can't they be tried? Wrongful convictions are wrong in the first place, so why can't they clear people's names?"

"Moreover, it seems that the Emperor is unaware of the Empress Dowager's actions. Your unauthorized use of private troops is tantamount to rebellion."

The Empress Dowager glanced at her son on the dragon throne, then looked at the Prince of Zhenbei. Although she appeared to be in good health, the dimness in her eyes betrayed her true feelings.

Yuwen Xuanhong was stunned on the dragon throne, a sight that had captivated him throughout history, even for himself.

There are brothers who rebel, fathers and sons who rebel, nephews and uncles who rebel, but where is there an empress dowager over eighty years old leading a rebellion?

He knew that his mother was probably planning something recently, but he did not expect that the Empress Dowager would be able to launch a palace coup.

"Today, I am here to purge the court of corrupt officials, specifically to purge arrogant and overbearing treacherous ministers like Prince Zhenbei!"

"What are you going to use to clear things out? These three and a half people at the door?"

To put it bluntly, a palace can only hold a few thousand people at most, and the Empress Dowager has only mobilized a thousand or eight hundred people. Even so, she can take a few pills and finish them off all by herself.

The Empress Dowager, as if she had victory firmly in her grasp, said to Long'er:

"Doesn't the Prince of Zhenbei feel a little unwell? Did you drink the water you had at lunchtime quite heartily?"

Long'er raised an eyebrow. No wonder the palace maid kept staring at her. She was afraid something might happen, so she drank all the water by herself, and her father didn't get a drop.

But it's alright, because his water bag contained chrysanthemum tea that his mother had brewed for him this morning, which was icy cold and sweet, and she didn't get any of it.

"Did the Empress Dowager poison him?"

Lan Tingche looked at Huo Xiaolong. He knew that Long'er had a good constitution, but she had drunk a lot of water at lunch.

The man drew his sword from his waist and held it straight against the Empress Dowager's neck, saying:

"Hand over the antidote, or you'll die."

"Hahahaha, Marquis of the Southwest, do you think I'm afraid of death? I've lived to this age, it's worth it for the Prince of Zhenbei to be buried with me!"

The Marquis of the Southwest was no longer as aloof as before; veins throbbed on his forehead, and with a slight exertion of force on his sword, a trace of blood appeared on the Empress Dowager's neck.

"Marquis of the Southwest, stop!" Yuwen Xuanhong stopped him.

The man then looked at the Empress Dowager and continued anxiously:

"Mother, give them the antidote."

The Emperor had no time to put on airs on the dragon throne. The man stepped down and knelt directly before the Empress Dowager.

To this day, he still doesn't understand why his mother and the Prince of Zhenbei were so at odds.

The Empress Dowager turned around and looked at her son. As long as Huo Xiaolong was gone, they could all die here today, including the officials of the Censorate.

With a somewhat guilty expression, she reached out and touched Yuwen Xuanhong's head with her withered, wrinkled hand.

The Empress Dowager shook her head and gave an order, and the rebel troops surrounding the main hall charged straight in.

"Is this all the Empress Dowager knows?" Huo Xiaolong said jokingly.

She walked over to the old woman and whispered:

"Isn't it a coincidence? I'm immune to all poisons. Back then, I was the one who relieved your worries. It wasn't the doctor's skill, nor did I have a miracle doctor by my side. It was me."

Before the Empress Dowager could process those words, Lan Tingche knocked her unconscious with the back of his sword.

As long as Long'er says she's fine, that's fine. Hou Xiangxiang will check on her later.

The girl in front of him had already stepped out of the hall with her sword drawn and detonated a signal flare.

She was still so beautiful and heroic; every slash she made struck his heart.

Huo Shuwen walked past him with his gun, glaring at him.

What is this? I can't bear to look at it. Is this all the ambition you have? Are you a fangirl?

"Let's go, stop looking. If you keep looking, you'll get a beating when you get home."

Xiao Lanyi was quite considerate of his brother-in-law, and even offered a few words of advice.

Huo Xiaolong thought that her sisters should arrive first today, but before he could even swing the Green Dragon Crescent Blade a few times, he saw the rebels fighting behind them from the steps of the main hall.

The girl had good eyesight, so she squinted.

Upon recognizing the person, she scooted closer to Cen Ang.

It blocked the woman's view.

It was a direct assault that forced its way from the middle to the center of the steps.

Her maternal grandfather came, all by himself.

Oh, it's not just me, there are two of us.

There is also the leader of the martial arts alliance.

No one can criticize the leader of the martial arts alliance, but not her maternal grandfather. How old is her maternal grandfather? How old is the leader of the martial arts alliance? Can they be compared?

"You child, are you afraid your mother is in danger?"

Cen Ang felt that his daughter was protecting him unusually well today. She had never protected him like this in any dangerous situation in her life, using her height to shield him completely.

"Yes, Mom, I was worried that you wouldn't be able to mobilize your internal energy properly today if you were unhappy."

The girl in the python robe kept wielding her Green Dragon Crescent Blade, swinging it left and right, determined not to let Cen Ang look down the steps.

How long could this thing hold them off? Cen Ang sensed something was wrong, so he lightly touched the ground with his toes and changed his position to fight.

She saw her godfather the moment the woman took flight.

The old man with such white hair was still slapping them one by one.

Eunuch Wang didn't change his clothes; he came wearing the robes of the Grand Steward of the Prince of Zhenbei's Mansion. The old man grabbed the arms of the two rebel soldiers in front of him with his hands in the shape of eagle claws and shoved them down. Instantly, screams of agony rang out, and the soldiers were covered in blood.

Then it clenched its claws into a fist and rammed it straight into its heart.

The two rebels lay motionless on the ground.