Everything happened suddenly. Seeing the dagger heading towards the baby in her arms, Consort Liang was startled and quickly picked up the baby and turned around to avoid it.
The sharp blade pierced straight through, and a gash appeared on Consort Liang's shoulder, from which blood gushed out.
Despite the excruciating pain, she held the baby tightly in her arms, turned her back to the assassin, and gave him no angle whatsoever.
"Yu'er! Someone come quick!"
Consort Shu looked flustered and hurriedly began calling for the guards.
The assassin's eyes were cold. Seeing Consort Liang protecting the baby so fiercely, she became angry and swung her dagger straight at Consort Liang's back.
Liu'er was terrified and panicked. By the time she came to her senses, the assassin was already holding a dagger and stabbing straight at Consort Liang.
"Your Majesty, be careful!"
Liu'er stepped forward and stood in front of Consort Liang, her eyes tightly closed, clearly quite frightened.
She was saved by Consort Liang, as were her family. Even if she were to die now because of Consort Liang, she would die without regret.
"Weakened!"
Ying Zheng roared.
The dagger stopped in mid-air in the next instant.
The assassin's arm was grabbed by a burly figure, rendering him unable to move.
It was a man dressed in a black robe, with a black mask on his face. His eyes were as cold as ice, and he exuded a surging killing intent that chilled people to the bone.
It was the leader of the Black Ice Platform who suddenly weakened!
If you can't see anyone within a hundred paces, there must be a Black Ice Platform within ten paces!
This is the terrifying Black Ice Guard, the shadowy army that serves as the emperor's personal bodyguard.
With his hand grabbed, the assassin's eyes turned cold, and he raised his foot to kick Dun Ruo.
But as soon as she lifted her leg, Dun Ruo preemptively kicked her in the shin.
A crisp "crack" sound rang out, the force of the kick was so great that it shattered the assassin's calf.
Then he grabbed the assassin's arm and slammed him to the ground with a loud bang, and the entire floor shattered under the impact of the powerful force.
In the blink of an eye, the assassin collapsed to the ground, unable to move.
She bit down hard, and blood immediately flowed from her mouth.
Seeing that there was no longer any threat, he vanished from the spot in a flash.
Consort Shu quickly stepped forward, looking at the little one with concern, "Are you alright, Yu'er?"
The little guy blinked his big eyes and answered with a "ee-yah".
"It's alright, Mom. I wasn't even scared."
Consort Liang tremblingly handed Ying Ziyu to Consort Shu, then her vision went black and she fainted.
"Imperial Physician! Someone come here!"
Consort Shu hurriedly summoned the imperial physician and took Consort Liang away to treat her.
Wang Jian rushed over and bowed, saying, "This old minister is late in coming to Your Majesty's aid!"
Ying Zheng's eyes were cold. "Let's find out the assassin's identity first."
Although the assassin wasn't targeting him, it was incredibly audacious to openly attempt to assassinate his son right under his nose!
Consort Shu held Ying Ziyu in her arms, her eyes cold as she looked at the assassin lying on the ground.
Who could possibly harbor such deep-seated hatred to be able to harm such a young child?
Wang Jian stepped forward to examine her, then cupped his hands and said, "She has committed suicide by poisoning herself."
Ying Zheng frowned. "Were you prepared to die before you even started?"
Consort Shu's expression was quite solemn. "With no one to testify, it seems difficult to find out who instructed us!"
It's Consort Li!
Ying Zheng and Consort Shu's expressions changed slightly.
Consort Li?
That guy has already been banished to the sidelines, yet he's still so unruly?
However, both of them were in a dilemma. Although they knew who the instigator was, they could not convict him arbitrarily without evidence.
Now, with no one left to testify, the situation is truly perplexing.
Consort Shu suddenly handed the little one to Ying Zheng, "Your Majesty, please look after Yu'er first. I'll go check on my sister, since she was injured because of Yu'er!"
With the matter unresolved, it is naturally safest for Yu'er to stay by His Majesty's side.
Ying Zheng took the little one and said, "Go, Consort Liang is already weak and has a chronic illness. Now she has suffered such a great shock. I'm afraid her condition is serious. Please take good care of her!"
"Your Majesty, I take my leave!" Consort Shu curtsied, then gave Xiangqin a look, and the two of them hurriedly left.
Ying Zheng held Ying Ziyu in his arms, his eyes calm. "Drag this guy away first, so he doesn't offend Yu'er's eyes!"
"Yes, sir!" Wang Jian cupped his hands in greeting, and then gave a signal, after which two soldiers dragged the body away.
Then Wang Jian looked at Ying Zheng with a solemn expression and said, "It seems that this was a premeditated assassination. Since the assassin was so willing to die, he must have made thorough preparations. This matter is not easy to investigate."
Xiaoyao's gaze was deep. "The target of the assassination is the Nineteenth Prince. I suppose we can find some clues from Consort Shu."
Ying Zheng remained calm. "As long as we find any clues that can prove there is a connection, that will suffice."
As for evidence, it's not that important.
If I want someone to die, can't I find a reason?
[There's evidence! Consort Li couldn't leave the Cold Palace, so she contacted the assassins via letters.]
The letter was buried in the third courtyard next to Consort Li's second bedchamber, under the seventh willow tree!
Ying Zheng's eyes lit up.
letter?
etc!
What was the second sleeping quarters next to it?
After a moment of silence, Ying Zheng spoke: "Stop weakening!"
The black-robed man suddenly appeared before Ying Zheng, cupping his hands and saying, "Your humble servant is here!"
Ying Zheng looked at him and said, "Present the results of the matter I asked you to investigate!"
With just one glance, Dunruo understood Ying Zheng's intention and bowed in agreement, "Yes!"
He stepped forward, took out a piece of silk from his pocket, and handed it to Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng waved away the weakling, then held the little one in one arm and spread out the silk cloth with the other.
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