The second before the wooden beam above my head is about to break.

The emperor seemed to know the secret.

At that moment, he moved and quickly retreated.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening bang suddenly rang out.

A wooden barrel filled with water suddenly fell from above his head and hit the ground heavily.

After rolling several times, the wooden barrel finally rolled to the emperor's feet.

The emperor looked calm and not a single drop of water got on him.

[This, this, this, can he dodge this?] Wu Qing exclaimed in his heart, [Could it be that the emperor is also a hidden martial arts master? Like Mu Changzai?]

[It’s not mentioned in the book! ]

The emperor pointed to the barrel on the ground and asked, "Noble Ji, what's going on?"

He stood there, upright, with his hands behind his back, like a silent mountain, waiting for her explanation.

Wu Qing was embarrassed.

This kind of thing, if your attack is successful, it doesn't matter.

But if you don't even hit the other person in the face, that would be a bit outrageous.

According to Wu Qing's usual style, she would definitely declare carelessly that she did all this on purpose to anger the emperor so that he would give her a quick death.

But it's different now.

Wu Qing was shocked.

What did she see?

There was actually some curiosity and exploration of her in the emperor's eyes!

What if I fail to commit suicide and attract the emperor's attention?

Wu Qing shuddered at the thought of the emperor saying something like "Woman, you arouse my interest."

After all, she is the only one in the entire harem who would rebel against the emperor in this way.

No, no, let’s cover up the past first.

[Damn it, I failed at the third level as well.] Wu Qing gritted his teeth.

[I can’t let the emperor discover my true intentions now, otherwise my subsequent plans will not be able to proceed. ]

Wu Qing bowed slightly, with a bit of shyness on her face, and said softly: "A little, maybe the servants were not paying attention when they were cleaning the beams, and accidentally left the bucket on the beams."

"Really?" the emperor asked.

"Why do I feel like someone put it there on purpose?"

Wu Qing smiled awkwardly and waved his hands hastily: "Your Majesty, you misunderstood. It was really just an accident, it couldn't have been done on purpose."

The emperor saw through her at a glance.

The bucket fell and the room was in a mess.

Even if the emperor had once had some thoughts of favoring Wu Qing, his intentions were ruined by her actions.

He sighed, all the favor he had felt in his heart gone.

Forget it, forget it.

No wonder the imperial concubine, after learning that he had turned over the name card of Concubine Ji, still came out to greet him in person without any hesitation.

I guess the imperial concubine must have known that he would never really let Concubine Ji sleep with him.

Wu Qing observed that the emperor looked a little dazed and seemed absent-minded.

She felt something in her heart and coughed lightly, trying to get his attention.

"Your Majesty, if you don't mind, I would like to take you to the inner room to rest for a while."

"Anyway, you have picked my name card tonight, so why not spend the night with me?"

Wu Qing imitated the sound of Yuepin's clappers and looked at the emperor in a coquettish manner: "The outer room is indeed a bit messy, but please rest assured, Your Majesty, my bedroom is the cleanest."

My bedroom is really clean.

[There is nothing except daggers, poison arrows, darts, and dragon beard hooks. ]

She twisted her fingers shyly, tugged at her sleeves, her eyes sparkling with a lively light, trying her best to show the shyness of a young girl.

However, Yuepin is skilled in this, but Wu Qing is not.

When she imitated these movements, it was more like a ugly woman imitating a beautiful woman. Not only did she not look graceful, but she also had a sense of incongruity and horror.

Coupled with the voice in her heart, for the first time, the emperor felt a psychological trauma about the beautiful smiles of his concubines.

no.

We must find a way to make Wu Qing completely give up the attempt to assassinate him.

He paused slightly, already having a plan in mind.

The emperor nodded and said in a deep voice: "Yes."

The two moved into Wu Qing's bedroom.

Because the Emperor wanted to favor Concubine Ji here, the maids had already decorated the place.

The gorgeous red curtains hung down, swaying gently in the wind.

The air is filled with a faint scent of incense, which is elegant and long-lasting, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Wu Qingkuan walked to the bedside, suddenly opened her lips and whispered: "Before serving the emperor, I would like to offer you a piece of clumsy skills to relieve your boredom."

After she finished speaking, she unabashedly took out a silver sword from beside her pillow.

The emperor was surprised: "Why did you put a sword next to your pillow?"

Wu Qing remained calm and responded confidently, "This sword can ward off evil and ensure that the emperor can sleep peacefully at night."

"I have also specially choreographed a sword dance and would like to perform it for Your Majesty. I implore Your Majesty to appreciate it." Wu Qing said.

Without waiting for the emperor to nod, Wu Qing began to dance gracefully, the long sword flying in her hand like a dragon. Amidst the flashing silver light, the shadows of the swords were numerous, as if weaving a moving picture.

However, this is just Wu Qing's inner fantasy.

[Which level is this? No matter what, as long as I can poke the emperor, I will win! ]

[As long as the emperor sees blood, he will be furious and sentence me to death.]

[Why is this sword so heavy? It takes a lot of effort to lift it. ]

In fact, Wu Qing could only raise his sword with great effort and swing it at the emperor.

This blow came with a sharp sound of wind as it struck the emperor.

[Your Majesty, take my left chop! ]

The emperor shook his head slightly, took a light step to the right, and easily avoided the sword.

Wu Qing was stunned.

[How come I missed? Is it because I opened it the wrong way? I'll try the right chop again! ]

Wu Qing quickly adjusted his posture, swung the sword again with his backhand, and slashed fiercely towards the emperor's right side.

The emperor seemed to have seen through her intentions long ago. He took another easy step to the left and perfectly dodged the right chop.

[What the hell? Is the Emperor's agility maxed out? ]

Wu Qing couldn't believe it.

The distance between her and the emperor was only half a meter.

Her one-meter-long sword couldn't even cut it?

The emperor said lightly, as if jokingly, "It seems that the sword dance of Noble Ji is still not up to the mark. It still needs more practice."

Wu Qing was very unhappy because he couldn't kill anyone.

She suppressed her emotions and said angrily, "Your Majesty is right. I was just worried that no one would give me advice."

"Since Your Majesty has said so, how about Your Majesty personally come down and practice with me?"

[I am so angry, how dare you, a big pig, laugh at me like this! ]

[This is my first time using a sword, and I'm glad I can swing it! ]

[Watch me split Huashan Mountain by myself, watch me pierce the sun with a white rainbow, and then take my move of shooting star chasing the moon! ]

Wu Qing rallied himself, raised his sword again, and kept cheering himself up in his heart.

She thrust forward, and the Emperor retreated.

She went left and the emperor went right.

She moved to the right and the emperor returned to his original position.

Wu Qing pretended to stab the emperor in the face, but actually intended to trip him with his foot.

The emperor remained calm and dodged her sword while turning around to get out of the range of her kick.

After dozens of moves, Wu Qing was exhausted.

She gasped for breath and looked at the emperor in confusion.

"Your Majesty, have you been practicing martial arts secretly?"

How come this is just like a loach, I can never catch it?!

In front of the emperor, she was like a human machine.