"I'll leave everything here to you, sir. I'll be right back." Feng Mo mounted his horse, gave Mu Liao these instructions, pulled on the reins, and rode away.
Mu Liao immediately frowned in distress.
Although we still need to wait for the right opportunity to launch an attack and retake the capital, Your Highness really shouldn't leave at this time.
Is there anything more important than discussing the matter of raising an army?
Feng Mo didn't care what Mu Liao thought; he only hoped that he could still stop Meng Hu in time.
He dared not imagine what fate awaited Rong Qingqing if she fell into the hands of the Meng Hu.
The death of his mother made Meng Hu wish he could devour Xie Jingrun alive. Once Rong Qingqing fell into his hands, how could things possibly be alright?
Thinking of this, he raised his whip and lashed it hard on the horse's back, hoping to catch up with the Mongol falcon as soon as possible.
...
After another day's journey, Rong Qingqing and her party arrived at the foot of a mountain that evening. Seeing that it was getting dark, they decided to rest for the night and set off again the next day.
Having traveled a long and tiring day, Rong Qingqing ate a simple meal and then went to sleep in the tent set up by the Imperial Guards.
They had been sleeping in the wilderness for the past few days, but nothing had happened. Moreover, Jiangzhou and the Embroidered Uniform Guard were guarding the area, so Rong Qingqing felt very at ease and fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow.
As midnight approached, when people are most prone to drowsiness, the Imperial Guards standing guard outside the tent were also getting sleepy and did not notice at all that a pair of cold eyes were staring intently at the tent in the darkness.
Taking advantage of the moment when the Imperial Guards were lax in their defenses, he fired several hidden weapons.
Several Imperial Guards fell to the ground in response.
Seeing that everyone else was fast asleep and hadn't noticed, he leaped up and silently approached the tent.
The pale moonlight reflected the cold glint of the weapons.
The next moment, the tip of the knife flicked, the tent flap was lifted, the newcomer locked onto the target, and just as he was about to go in and kill the person inside, a cold sword suddenly stabbed from the side, aiming straight for his vitals.
He was startled and dodged to the side.
"Clang!"
The clash of swords produced a sound that was particularly jarring in the night.
The assassin took a step back, looked at the man blocking the tent, and narrowed his eyes.
Soon, other Imperial Guards swarmed in and surrounded the assassin, while the Imperial Guards who had been lying on the ground stood up unharmed.
Upon seeing this, the assassins realized they had been tricked. This was indeed the time when people were most prone to drowsiness, but they were not ordinary people at all. Moreover, the person they were protecting was the Empress, so they could not afford the slightest mistake.
"It was my carelessness," he said in a low voice, a resolute ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.
Since he dared to attempt an assassination today, he obviously had no intention of living.
He couldn't avenge Situ Jin, and he had no face to live in this world. So killing Xie Jingrun's woman would at least make him feel heartbroken.
"Seize him!" Jiang Zhou, standing with his sword in front of the tent, commanded in a deep voice.
But almost as soon as he finished speaking, several hidden weapons came flying towards him with a whooshing sound.
He parried with his sword.
"bite--"
Inside the tent, Rong Qingqing could already hear the sounds of fighting outside. Instantly, all sleepiness vanished, and she got up, throwing on her clothes.
Although she was a little worried, she knew she shouldn't go out at this time, so she kept quiet and stayed in the tent.
Not long after, the fighting outside finally stopped.
She listened intently; it seemed the assassin had already been captured.
She walked to the tent flap and asked, "Commander Jiang, have you captured the assassin?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, I apologize for disturbing you." Jiang Zhou's voice rang out steadily from outside.
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