Chapter 6 The Power of a High-Intensity Flashlight

Lu Zexu held his breath. In the darkness, the footsteps of the crowd became more and more distinct.

"Brother, the fire just went out! There is... a ghost here!!"

The man was delighted, but before he could finish his words, a blinding bright light shone over, scaring the man to scream.

The sharp voice was filled with fear, echoing in the silent cave, causing the people who were with him to fall into fear as well.

No one had ever seen such a blinding light in their entire lives.

"Brother? This... this place is not... not clean!"

The man's hand holding the sword began to tremble.

"Is it because we have done too much murder and are we going to get our comeuppance?"

The voice sounded calm, but the body was retreating vigorously into the crowd.

"That must be the case. The prince will inherit the throne in the future. If we assassinate the prince, it will definitely anger the heavens. Isn't it sending heavenly soldiers and generals to punish us?"

The more he talked, the more exaggerated he became. Everyone immediately became noisy. Lu Zexu took advantage of the chaos to run out of the cave.

The eldest brother in the lead caught it quickly. He held up a big knife and shouted coldly, "Shut up, where did this ghost come from? I think someone is pretending to be a ghost! Hurry up and chase him!"

Lu Zexu had turned off the flashlight and was running hard in the dark forest. The wounds that had already healed were broken again. His face and neck were scratched by branches and twigs.

The cold wind blew in his ears. He was panting and his throat was burning. His legs were heavy and his strength was gradually disappearing. However, he was still running forward desperately.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind, to survive and try his best to survive.

If he could escape this disaster, whoever wanted to be the prince could be the prince. Anyway, he would not be the prince!

Suddenly, a sharp arrow came from behind. Lu Zexu's ears moved slightly, and he lay down and rolled on the ground. With a bang, two arrows were shot into the thick tree next to him.

If Lu Zexu had chosen to turn his head instead of rolling on the ground, he would have been hit by the sharp arrow behind him.

Lu Zexu, who escaped the disaster, had no intention of celebrating. His evasive action just now reduced his speed of escape. In just a moment, the group of assassins had caught up with him.

Lu Zexu took out the high-intensity flashlight again and shone it in the eyes of several people, causing the assassins to close their eyes subconsciously.

They had only been trained to see in the dark, but had never encountered such high-intensity light training. The subconscious reaction of the body gave Lu Zexu a chance to escape.

"Don't struggle, you can't escape, today is the day you die!" As soon as the leading assassin finished speaking, he threw a series of darts.

Lu Zexu dodged left and right, but suddenly his foot slipped, his body became unstable, and he rolled down the hillside and was cut off by a big tree.

He held the tree trunk with one hand and stood up with all his strength, and saw a sharp blade coming towards him. He

was definitely dead this time, but it was a pity for the things he had hidden in the cave.

Lu Zexu was distracted, and the attacking blade was blocked by a sharp sword. The weapons collided and even produced dazzling sparks. "Protect the prince! Capture the assassin!"

The imperial guards arrived in time, and Lu Zexu survived.

Everyone nervously went forward to check his injuries, and finally found the person. The imperial guards who had been searching in the woods for five days and five nights were relieved to see that the person was fine. During

these five days, the atmosphere in the palace was extremely tense. The prince was assassinated and his life or death was unknown. The emperor was furious, and even the commander of the imperial guards who was in charge of the safety of the enclosure was questioned. This was the emperor's trusted minister!

If this person can't be found, these guards will definitely not end up well.

Lu Zexu didn't have to worry about what happened next, he just had to be a casualty.

The prince was rescued, but the atmosphere in the palace became even more weird.

Others who coveted the position of the prince felt a little regretful. If the prince died, then the rest of them would have the opportunity to ascend to this position.

Who would have known that the prince's life was so tough, he was assassinated and fell off a cliff, but he could still come back alive!

Among them, the noble concubine was even more worried. After hearing the news that the prince was rescued, she had a smile on her face, but the handkerchief in her hand was almost torn.

"Your Majesty, I saw that the prince was covered in blood when he came back. All the doctors in the palace have gone, and we don't know how serious his injuries are." A palace maid reminded softly.

The imperial concubine's face was delighted, but then it changed to a worried expression, "Let's go, take the old ginseng in my storehouse and go see the prince."

He came back, but he was so seriously injured that we don't know if he can survive! He

might just die of a high fever.

When the imperial concubine came over, a group of people had already come here. The prince was the sixth child, and his five older brothers all came over. Even his own son stood aside and looked inside.

No matter what everyone thought in their hearts, at this moment, everyone's face was full of worry.

"What's wrong?" The emperor asked in a deep voice.

Doctor Yu knelt down and saluted, "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince has many external injuries and now has a fever. If the fever can be reduced, his life will not be in danger. If the high fever does not subside, the situation will be very dangerous."

The emperor's face was gloomy, "I don't want to listen to nonsense. The Crown Prince must be fine, otherwise, you will all be buried with the Crown Prince!"

The emperor was furious and buried millions of corpses.

Everyone in the room knelt down and kowtowed, "As ordered."

The people who came to visit the Crown Prince outside the house looked at each other, and their eyes revealed a message that the Crown Prince might be in trouble.

Some were happy, some were worried, and some were indifferent.

However, the moment the Emperor came out of the room, everyone's face was full of worry.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is blessed with a long life. He survived such a dangerous assassination attempt. He will surely turn danger into safety this time."

The Royal Concubine consoled him caringly, "I happen to have a hundred-year-old ginseng. I hope the Crown Prince can use it."

The Emperor held the Royal Concubine's hand and said with emotion, "Your Royal Concubine is very thoughtful."

The Royal Concubine's action seemed to be a precedent. Several princes followed suit and expressed that they believed the Crown Prince would surely turn danger into safety. Of course, they also sent a lot of medicinal herbs.

No one wanted to miss the opportunity to show up in front of the emperor.

Lu Zexu, who was receiving treatment in the house, moved his ears and heard the conversation outside clearly. He subconsciously thought: If I could still see the door, I should be able to exchange these things for more good things if I give them to the boss?

The emperor glanced at everyone, his deep eyes were dark and calm, and no one could guess his true thoughts.

"Shen Hong, I will leave this matter to you. Find out for me. I want to see who is so bold as to assassinate the prince!" "Your humble

servant obeys the order!"

Shen Hong had been working hard for several days, and his face was full of fatigue, but he did not dare to slack off. He hated the assassins to the core. His Royal Highness

the Crown Prince is his sister's only flesh and blood. If something really happens to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, how can he face his elder sister a hundred years later?

On the way back, the imperial concubine couldn't suppress her joy. Since the emperor was not around, she was too lazy to pretend.

If the Crown Prince died, her son would have a chance!

Many people have this idea. After all, there is only one Crown Prince, and everyone is a prince. Who doesn't want to sit on the throne?

Lu Zexu doesn't want to.