"Catch the assassin—"
The sound of guards could be heard outside, and the campsite became noisy.
The sounds of people's fright, the clash of weapons, and the crackling of flames.
The darkness instills fear, and the pervasive stench of blood intensifies this atmosphere.
"Aaaaaaah, help me—"
"Help! There's an assassin here!"
"Go quickly and protect the Emperor! Hurry!"
The fighting continued inside the camp.
Puyang Tang held Fu Sang in his arms, killed two assassins who came forward, and picked up a sword.
Fusang's heart was pounding.
In the dimly lit tent, only the cold glint of a sword could be seen occasionally. The assassins' faces were hidden behind black masks, revealing only a pair of chilling eyes.
This assassin was different from the ones he had encountered at the banquet before; their sole purpose was to kill.
The assassin's attacks were extremely ruthless, each strike aimed at the vital points of the emperor and empress.
The atmosphere inside the tent was oppressive, and the smell of blood in the air grew stronger.
"Bang!" The young emperor ruthlessly killed an assassin and kicked him away.
The assassin knocked over a table, splintering it into pieces. Even without lighting a lamp, it was clear that the camp was in complete disarray.
While dealing with the assassin, Puyang Tang said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid."
Fu Sang gripped his shirt tightly at his chest and replied, "I'm not afraid."
To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, only a select few knew the location of the emperor's camp.
The assassin alarmed everyone, and the guards, holding torches, fought with him to protect the noble families.
As Eunuch Gao led his guards toward the emperor's tent, a handsome figure was faster than them and flashed into the tent.
The tall, slender man dressed in white swiftly thrust the torch in his hand into a wooden pillar of the tent.
The huge tent suddenly became bright, and the assassins dressed in black were instantly exposed.
Fu Sang narrowed his eyes slightly, opened them to look at the person who had come in, and couldn't help but call out, "Father."
The assassination attempt, though seemingly lengthy, actually lasted only a quarter of an hour, and neither the guards nor the secret agents arrived.
A dark cloud settled over Prime Minister Liu's handsome face, and he flashed away once more. The assassin closest to him was instantly gripped by the neck, and his neck snapped with a crack.
The remaining assassins immediately attacked the emperor inside the circle.
A flash of crimson light appeared in Puyang Tang's dark eyes as he mercilessly pierced the assassin's body with his sword.
The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh rang out, and blood spurted out.
The camp instantly became a hell, filled with corpses and crimson blood.
Such a scene sends chills down one's spine.
Once all the assassins have been dealt with.
Puyang Tang still wouldn't let Fu Sang lift his head from her arms.
Eunuch Gao led his guards in to clean up the body.
Puyang Tang led Fu Sang to change tents, with Prime Minister Liu following behind.
Ziyu carried tea into the tent, poured hot tea for the emperor, the imperial concubine, and the prime minister, and then stood quietly to the side to wait.
The chill on Prime Minister Liu's face had not yet dissipated when he spoke, "Your Majesty, I wish to speak with you."
Puyang Tang looked down at Fu Sang and said, "I'll have Ziyu take you back to rest."
Fu Sang nodded and hummed in agreement.
"Your Majesty." Ziyu reached out her arm to help her up.
Fu Sang naturally placed his hand on her and followed her out of the tent.
Prime Minister Liu put down his cup and said, "His Majesty's favor towards my daughter is a blessing, but..."
Puyang Tang waited quietly for him to continue.
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